Royal Road Qingtian

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The Jinghong Sword uttered three mournful sword cries, and the halo on the sword body gradually receded, with the meaning of infinite loss, and it was completely silent.

Like an abandoned puppy, curled up in a corner.

Wang Lingyun looked at Jinghong Sword, and said word by word: "Wang Han, you can ask Jinghong Sword, is it willing to act as a protective umbrella for your mistakes?"

Wang Han stared at Jinghongjian, who was motionless, and slowly took a step forward, the moment he was about to speak...

"Clang!"

A loud and clear sword cry suddenly sounded from the Jinghong Sword.

Everyone in the room could hear the anger in the sound of the sword!

That was a kind of strong emotional surge that was beyond shame and humiliation!

Let everyone present empathize with each other, trembling inexplicably.

The light flickered, and the Jinghong Sword, which was obviously unmanned, was pulled up from the ground spontaneously, spun in the air, the sword light shot in all directions, and stopped steadily and flatly in the air.

The point of the sword pointed directly at Wang Han's eyebrows.

A mammoth sword intent full of humiliation, anger, and rage suddenly spread out!

The long sword can't speak, but at this moment, anyone can feel its meaning!

I understand very well!

"Don't humiliate me with this kind of thing!"

This is what Jinghongjian wants to say, there is no doubt about it!

Wang Han stood there blankly, staring at the Jinghong Sword, his whole body was stiff and he couldn't speak.

Wang Lingyun sighed deeply, and moved the scabbard in his hand.

In mid-air, Jinghongjian uttered a sword cry, as if the remaining anger was still there.

One rotation, with a soft brushing sound, it automatically returned to its sheath, and then returned to silence.

And the sharpness of trying the world with a sword also subsided quietly, turning into a solitude.

Tears welled up in Wang Lingyun's eyes, he stroked the Jinghong Sword, choked with sobs and said: "The Jinghong Sword has been unsheathed this time, but the ancestors have not been found... This time I returned to the sheath with disappointment, I'm afraid... I will never want to come out of the sheath again..."

Zuo Xiaoduo and the others sighed softly, looking at the Jinghong Sword surrounded by the deadly atmosphere, they only felt that their emotions were complicated, but they didn't know what it was like.

Although they are young geniuses with outstanding cultivation bases, their life experience is still inexperienced, and they are still unable to experience the loneliness that has lasted thousands of years.

In the past, people and swords met, and Zeng Nuo never left each other, but now the sword is still there, but the people are gone.

Wang Lingyun turned the wheelchair around by himself. He really didn't want to see these unworthy descendants.

"Old ancestor!"

Behind him, the Wang family shouted mournfully in unison.

Wang Lingyun never looked back.

"The Wang family is no longer mine. The Wang family belongs to you."

"Before my grandfather died in battle, he asked a few close friends of his life to take care of the family heirs. At that time, my grandfather said: In this battle, there must be sacrifices. How can there be peace if you don't sacrifice blood to the heavens. You two are the pillars of the star soul. There is a loss. If this battle requires someone with enough weight to die, then I, the number one pick, will do it. If I have an emergency in this battle, the Wang family behind me will have to rely on my brothers to take care of it. "

Wang Lingyun said indifferently: "Do you only remember these? No, or should I say, you only remember these?"

This passage is popular throughout the entire continent.

Who knows the heroic deeds of Wang Tianwang back then?

Not to mention the intentional or unintentional dissemination by members of the Wang family and others, it can be said to be spread all over the world and known to every household.

"At the beginning, the throne and the emperor sent the ancestors back... to spread this passage to the world on purpose, but they concealed the last part of the ancestor's last words."

"The throne and the emperor are for the sake of our royal family, so they didn't say anything. But the legacy of the ancestors is engraved in the ancestral hall, don't you remember? You just don't want to remember, or you don't want others to remember or know!"

Wang Lingyun said in a deep voice, "Whether you remember or not is irrelevant, because I still remember, so I will read it to you!"

"The remaining part is: if the children and grandchildren live up to the spirit, the brothers will help me;

Please get rid of it as soon as possible. I, Wang Feihong, am a hero for the first time, and I consider myself a good man. Don't let the unworthy descendants of future generations tarnish my reputation for the rest of my life! I'm here to fight the world, but not to act as a protective umbrella for the little bastards! "

"If future generations are bound to decay, you don't have to wait until you're dead before taking action. You must remember that I, Wang Feihong, can't afford to lose that person!"

"Jinghong Sword is enough to protect my grandson for the rest of my life!"

Wang Lingyun caressed the Jinghong Sword in his hand, tears rolled down his eyes, and said: "Wang Han, all Wang family members, don't tarnish my grandpa's name for the rest of his life!"

"Let's go!"

He pushed the wheelchair to go out, Long Yusheng hurriedly stepped forward, took over and pushed the wheelchair towards the gate.

Until I walked a long way, there was no more sound behind me.

Countless Wang family members behind them stared blankly... They clearly knew that the last barrier, the last amulet, had disappeared.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Wang Lingyun stared blankly at all the scenery on both sides of the street. He originally wanted to see the world and recall the past, the places where he and his beloved wife walked hand in hand and visited...

But he hasn't left this old Wang family's house for a long time, and the outside has already changed drastically.

Wherever you look, it's strangely strange, and there's a difference between people and things, and you can't even touch the scene to create love.

His white hair fluttered, his face was dull, and his eyes were also dull.

A sense of desolation suddenly arises, Linger, this is no longer the world you and I are familiar with...

From beginning to end, he never looked back.

After pushing him like this for more than ten minutes, Wang Lingyun said softly: "Uncle, let's hurry up."

"good."

Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the wheelchair, and everyone jumped up in unison, and returned to Zuo Xiaonian's small courtyard at lightning speed.

Before leaving, Zuo Xiaoduo only wanted to bully others and humiliate him severely, but he never expected that he would actually invite back the ancestors of the Wang family, and it was his mother who asked him to invite him back.

Seeing Wang Lingyun sitting in the villa, Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help feeling headaches.

He didn't know what his mother was thinking. All in all, he felt that everything was so weird, unspeakable, indescribable...

Lu Yingfeng came to bid farewell: "Xiaoduo, I'm going back."

"Then you keep walking slowly, take it to Grandma Lu, and I will go to you in a few days."

When Lu Yingfeng walked to the gate, he turned his head and said, "Xiaoduo, I put the interspatial rings of those things in the crevices of the sofa. Make good use of them and make progress quickly."

Zuo Xiaoduo was taken aback: "What are you doing? That was originally for you..."

Lu Yingfeng shook his head and waved his hands: "Our Lu family can't have so many resources, you are all Qianqian... you are all good children that your old principal favors... As long as I can see you diligently and achieve higher achievements... I will be satisfied gone."

He looked at Zuo Xiaoduo and the others kindly in his eyes, and said gratifiedly, "If you think of inviting me to go with you today, I'll be honored...Xiao Duo, although our Lu family may not have the ability, but... This old man still wants to...for his daughter, continue to cultivate the talent she likes, and cultivate the passion of her life!"

"Remember to work hard."

Lu Yingfeng smiled, turned around and left in a cool and unrestrained way.

Zuo Xiaoduo and the others were all agitated by it.

Receiving Lu Yingfeng's heartfelt praise from the bottom of his heart is no different from receiving the old principal's praise. For Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong, this is more joyful than any praise!

Looking at Lu Yingfeng's back, Wang Lingyun admired him, "Who is this person? His open-mindedness is top-notch in the world."

Zuo Xiaoduo and the others also had the same thought, but while they were rejoicing, they missed He Yuanyue even more.

Let Li Chenglong and others accompany Wang Lingyun to talk, but Wang Lingyun is unwilling.

"I'm eager to know what the Wang family has done." Wang Lingyun looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with sunken eyes, and begged, "Uncle, show me."

"good."

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed and motioned for Li Chenglong to give him the information.

Li Chenglong thought for a while, and began to sort out, categorized, and divided all the materials into three parts, and let Wang Lingyun understand them step by step...

Wang Lingyun couldn't wait to pick up the first book with trembling hands...

Zuo Xiaoduo gave Li Chenglong a wink, Li Chenglong expressed his understanding, he had already held several bottles of Tianshui in his hand, in case Wang Lingyun got emotional and something happened, he should take it immediately, and protect him continuously.

...

Then Zuo Xiaoduo showed Wang Lingyun's face, his heart sank involuntarily, then he slipped out and called Wu Yuting.

"mom."

"Well, it came out?"

"Um."

"Okay. But because of this incident, your identity has almost been exposed. You basically know everything you need to know. What do you think? Puppy? Are you ready to be the second generation? This seems to be your greatest hope in life !" Wu Yuting joked about her son.

"mom……"

Zuo Xiaoduo said with a bitter face: "I've been carrying my head on my head every day, how can I feel the pleasure of being the second generation..."

Wu Yuting laughed: "Silly boy, let me tell you, this is the real second generation!"

"Do you think that the second generation is just to eat and wait to die? Could it be that our generation can only cultivate dudes? I tell you that all the second generations throughout the ages, except for a very small number of mediocre talents, who can only keep their achievements. Counting one by one, they are all exhausted to death, forced by their own parents to go to heaven and have nowhere to go, it’s nothing but nothing!”

"This is the real, senior second generation, real life!"

"Because of things like corruption and dandyism, since ancient times, those real big families, descendants of real heroes, or heirs of dynasties... didn't start from the second generation!"

"Because the first generation is wise and powerful, how can you allow your children to be rotten? You want to be a salted fish, and you want to go crazy!"

Wu Yuting has a strong accent.

Zuo Xiaoduo smiled wryly.

Why doesn't he understand this section, but the second generation he hopes for has never been the second generation in this sense, okay?

At least it's completely different from the second generation he pinned his hopes on!

Well, could it be that I am too good, too genius? So...or is it my fault?

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