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- The green sword light penetrates the vast world.
As the sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, raging ripples slanted in all directions.
You are in the center of the battlefield.
Wang Defa's vision was blurred. Apart from the strong wind blowing in his face, there was only the roaring in his ears that had not stopped for a long time.
At this moment¡ª¡ª
Even ordinary herdsmen several kilometers away felt a sharp aura passing by them instantly.
Everyone looked in the direction of the Salt Lake in unison.
What is unexpected is.
The strange thundercloud that was suspended over the Salt Lake just now has now been punched with a hole on the spot.
The heavy rain in the sky suddenly stopped at this moment.
On the lawn beside the salt lake.
The dazzling cyan brilliance gradually dimmed, and the roaring noise also disappeared without a trace.
Reluctantly opening his eyes, Wang Defa glanced around.
Under the soft moonlight.
The grass beside the lake was covered with corpse fragments left by the freaks, but the old man was nowhere to be seen.
"Old man"
He quickly got up and looked around.
Wang Defa shouted anxiously: "Damn it, where are you? Don't scare me I, I have no relatives anymore old man!!"
next moment¡ª¡ª
A flash of cyan light slowly fell from the sky.
The Qinglian Sword Immortal hung down from the air, holding the dying old man in his arms.
"grandfather?!"
By the moonlight.
Wang Defa immediately stumbled forward.
Qinglian Sword Immortal landed on one foot, expressionlessly placing the old man in his arms on the grass.
The calm lake surface is calm and calm.
The grass was stained with the monster's blood and the rain left behind.
The old man in front of him looked even older than before.
The white hair of the waterfall is gone from the top of the bald head. The body is dry and the skin is so loose that it seems that all the essence of life has been drained out in an instant.
"Old man, it's okay"
Holding back tears.
Wang Defa seemed at a loss, and said with a forced smile: "Let's go home right now I cooked porridge, damn, no matter what I say this time, I will also ask those herdsmen for a piece of lamb chop as a favor .At least I can replenish your body and help you get better soon"
¡°Silly boy, it¡¯s useless.¡±
Eyelids drooped.
The old man slumped in his grandson's arms, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Grandpa is old and should have rested long ago From now on, you have to live strong alone"
He was suddenly startled.
Wang Defa gritted his teeth, lowered his head and remained silent.
In fact, he already had a premonition in his heart, but he was just unwilling to accept the cruel reality in front of him.
That last sword strike just now.
The old man forcibly used the secret technique of the Wang family, and at the cost of his own lifespan, he activated the "Heritage Arms" to unleash a blow that surpassed the "Super Level" combat power.
This single blow drained all the energy in his body.
The old man in front of him was already low on energy and blood. After this battle, his life was already hanging by a thread. Coupled with the injury of his broken arm, it was impossible to save his life even by feeding him dragon meat.
The elimination of life and death has become a foregone conclusion!
"Damn, why"
He slumped to the ground helplessly.
His shoulders were shaking uncontrollably. Wang Defa lowered his head and two lines of hot tears had already burst into his eyes.
¡°Why don¡¯t you, old guy, just listen to my advice?!¡±
Clench your teeth hard.
Wang Defa burst into tears and cursed: "Why do you have to meddle in these nosy things? How can you pretend to be a hero when you are so old? We can just live our own lives. Why do we have to ask for trouble?!"
"The reason, you should know"
The big wrinkled hand slowly raised, tremblingly wiping away the tears on the cheeks of the crying boy in front of him.
Grinning.
The old man whispered feebly: "Who made us the 'sons of the grassland'"
??Slightly startled.
Wang Defa was stunned.
Feeling the warmth of the fingers next to his cheek, no matter how many complaints he had, it felt like a lump in his throat at this moment.
The so-called "son of the prairie" has never been just talk.
Exquisite self-interest is easy.
Having power and caring for the world requires more than just courage and responsibility.
The old man in front of me used his own life to interpret all the meaning of this title.
This - this is what Daxia's national night watchman should look like!
"Xiaofazi"
When he was dying, he used his last strength to hold his grandson's hands tightly.
He gritted his teeth.
The old man whispered: "After I die, Qinglian will be handed over to you"
There was a pause.
Raising his hand and caressing Wang Deguang's bald forehead again, the angry old man grinned and said with a smile: "Promise me, grandpa, that I will pass it on"
The words just fell.
The old palm fell slowly from Wang Defa's cheek.
The old man in front of him stopped breathing, and his whole body was as peaceful as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
"Old manGrandpa"
He stood there in a daze.
Staring at the cold old body in his arms, Wang Defa couldn't stop trembling all over, so much so that the old man began to gradually become stiff, and he didn't react for a while.
¡°Wow~~~¡±
A shrill cry and howl instantly cut through the night sky over the grassland.
In an instant.
Green light soared into the sky from the old corpse, and the vertical and horizontal sword energy shook the entire world.
The Qinglian Sword Immortal leaped into the air.
Like a shooting star, it circled in the night sky, and the long sound of the sword seemed to be wailing for it, full of heart-stopping sadness.
Boom~~~~
Plunging into Wang Defa's body, the Qinglian Sword Immortal didn't hesitate at all, and merged into one with him!
Still looking up and wailing.
Wang Defa didn¡¯t care at all about the heat all over his body.
A green sword-shaped tattoo condensed and took shape, slowly revealing its clues on his chest.
The next moment¡ª¡ª
The sword energy exploded on the spot.
Along with the corpses of countless freaks, the area within a radius of 500 meters instantly turned into scorched earth.
That night.
The surrounding herdsmen were alarmed by the sudden change from the salt lake area.
Many people organized together and set up torches to go there to see what happened.
But apart from the scorched earth, no extra evidence was left.
From now on.
The Wang family of the City of Divine Horses completely disappeared from the Great Xia Empire.
There is a missing pair of bald grandfather and grandson on the grassland, but there is a legendary story of a long-haired sword fairy.
The herdsmen living here all know it.
Whenever there is a freak causing trouble on the grassland, the sword fairy who controls the green sword energy and has long black hair like a waterfall will immediately appear on the scene.
No one knows his origins.
¡°I only know that although he has extraordinary skills, he is always full of foul words, and every time he fights off the monsters, he will lick his face and ask for some favors from the herdsmen.
In fact, we don¡¯t need much. A pot of home-brewed mare¡¯s milk is enough (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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