Fellow Daoist, Your Script Is So Beautiful

Chapter 18 Mother, my son just realized

Qianling Holy Land Sword Hall, in a courtyard that looks like an ordinary family, a woman who still has a charm brought out the meals she cooked herself.

Sitting at the dining table in the lobby is a pretty and pleasant girl. The girl is so beautiful that she is as pure as a handful of clear springs.

The best thing to see is her pair of bright eyes like the Milky Way.

Just one glance, that is the feeling of first love.

At the main seat of the dining table, sat a middle-aged man, just sitting there, the sword energy overflowed unconsciously, even the air in the sword hall was mixed with sword energy.

He is the head of Qianling Holy Land Sword Hall, Zhao Xiongtuo! Eleventh Realm, Yupu Realm Sword Cultivator! Chiba Continent's Top Ten Sword Immortal Characters!

"Where's Xiner?"

At the dining table, Zhao Xiongtuo frowned and said, the dishes are already served, and it was agreed to have a family dinner together tonight, but what's the matter with this kid?

"Perhaps Xin'er practiced sword practice late."

Mother Zhao said softly, serving a bowl of soup to her husband.

"After all, I heard that Xin'er seems to be worried about something recently. It should be that the way of the sword is a little blocked. It is normal to meditate now."

"Indeed, I miss Xin'er so much."

Zhao Xiongtuo, who had just left the customs, nodded and was not angry because his son was late.

For Zhao Xiongtuo, the most proud thing in life is not his kendo achievements.

Instead, he married such a good wife. His wife also gave birth to two precious children.

His son, Zhao Xin, is a kendo wizard who is rare in a millennium. His kendo talent is excellent, and his future kendo achievements will never be lower than his own. He is the heir to his mantle and the guardian of Qianling Holy Land!

Although her daughter Zhao Lingxue's kendo talent is not as good as that of her big brother, she is not bad, and she is extremely pure and pleasant, just like the morning dew, fresh and beautiful.

"Xue'er, do you know where the big brother went?"

After half a stick of incense, Zhao's mother asked, but she couldn't hold back anymore.

If it was before, she would not worry about her son's safety.

But that was the last time I heard that the saintess was almost assassinated. This is exaggerated. As a mother, how can I not worry.

Zhao Lingxue shook her head: "Xue'er doesn't know either, but the big brother left in a hurry this morning, and he was well dressed."

"Hurry? Appropriate? This kid won't have any favorite woman?"

Zhao Xiongtuo was a little surprised and worried!

Now that Xin'er's momentum is in full swing, it's the best time to devote himself to kendo. What kind of love is he talking about?

Xin'er is only over a hundred years old, and she has been in love since she was young! What are the benefits of puppy love?

Is it important for a woman to have kendo?

In five months, it will be the Holy Land Tournament.

The martial arts competition in the Holy Land is the highlight, if Xin'er loses to other direct disciples, wouldn't he have to bow his head in his crotch in front of those old guys!

no! No matter how you talk about love, you have to talk about it after the competition!

The more Zhao Xiongtuo thought about it, the more he couldn't do it, he stood up and wanted to ask someone to find his son back.

And just when Zhao Xiongtuo got up, he saw a disciple running over in a hurry.

"Hall master, hall master! Something is wrong! Senior brother, senior senior brother, he"

"Your senior brother was captured by a monster?"

Mother Zhao stood up, her pretty face was a little pale and weak, her chest heaved nervously and violently, the gentle and mature charm made Cao thief call Wuhu directly,

Soon, before the disciple could open his mouth, Zhao's mother threw herself into her husband's arms, with her small fists hanging down on her husband's chest.

"It's all your fault, why don't you shut up if you have nothing to do? I've said that the Holy Land is not peaceful now, and even the saints have demon doors to spy on you. You return my son, ehhhhhh"

Being hammered on his chest by his wife's small fist, Zhao Xiongtuo felt a little bit of self-blame in his heart, besides self-blame, he was even more angry!

Bold monster! How dare you murder my son!

All of a sudden, under the wrath of the hall master, the entire mountain peak had the sound of a sword!

"Which demon sect is it! Or the Black Demon sect?" Zhao Xiongtuo said in a deep voice!

"No it's not."

This disciple is also a little confused, why is the good-looking teacher's wife crying, and what's the matter with closing the magic door.

"Eldest brother was not captured by monsters."

"Oh, that's good." Zhao Xiongtuo breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his wife's weak shoulder lightly, "Okay, our son is fine, just look at you, you women will know."

"However, senior brother has self-destructed the innate sword bone."

Zhao Xiongtuo hadn't finished the word "crying", only the disciple of the Sword Hall said.

Suddenly, the sound of needles can be heard when the sword hall falls to the ground.

"What are you talking about, Xin'er?"

"Master, we don't make it either! Eldest brother came back from Yushang Peak just now, we went to greet him, only to find that his complexion was pale and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Eldest brother told us that he broke his sword bone, and his realm is now in the cave state They're all crumbling."

"puff!!!"

"Xionto!"

"father!"

The master of the sword hall spat out a mouthful of old blood and flew far away, backed away in anger, and fell directly on the chair.

"Is what you said true?"

"Back to Hall Master, how dare disciples speak nonsense!"

"hateful!!!"

Zhao Xiongtuo slapped the table, and with one palm, the wooden table turned into powder!

"Follow me to Yushang Peak!!!"

"Father, you don't have to go!"

Just when Zhao Xiongtuo was furiously about to fly his sword to the sky, his son's voice came from the courtyard.

"Xin'er!"

Seeing their son, Zhao Xiongtuo and Zhao's mother hurried up to meet him.

Seeing her son's pale face, Zhao's mother was heartbroken, and Zhao Xiongtuo was so shocked that his body trembled.

"Xin'er. You. You."

"Father, Xin'er, I'm sorry for you! I failed your expectations."

Zhao Xin knelt down in front of his parents.

"But Xin'er will never regret it!"

"Xin'er. What the hell happened?!"

"Mother, the son just realized it." Zhao Xin looked into his mother's eyes and said seriously.

"What did you realize that made you destroy your sword bone!" Zhao Xiongtuo's fingers trembled.

"Because of my son! I like shooting guns!"

"You!!! You!!! You and I go to the medical hall to find the master of the medical hall, and ask if there is a way!"

Zhao Xiongtuo took his son's hand and was about to leave.

"No! My son is not going!"

"You must go!"

"My son is not going!"

"Why don't you go!"

"My son just wants to shoot! Son, don't play with swords! I, Zhao Xin, only want to shoot guns all my life!!!"

"If you don't go, I will tie you up!"

"Son, the sword bone is connected! It's a big deal to break it again!"

"You! You! Pfft~~~~"

"father!"

"Xiong Tuo!"

"Hall Master!"

Zhao Xiongtuo spat out another mouthful of old blood, and a swordsman in the Jade Raw Realm was so angry that he fell backwards.

In the yard, there were bursts of shouts

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(end of this chapter)