"So, I have no chance to turn over in this life."

After a long time, Shengshi said this, and he paused and felt that he should say something else.

"I don't believe in fate, I never think I am a weak person."

The snow gradually became heavier, and a faint sound of thunder came from behind the clouds.

"If the heaven stops me, I will break this day."

"Crack!" A thunder exploded open the thick clouds, and the bright lightning instantly illuminated the dim sky.

In his dark dantian, the ink-colored cauldron shook excitedly.

"Arrogant," Sheng Chunqiu shuddered. Perhaps it was because of the thunder, perhaps it was because of that sentence.

"Young people should always be more frivolous."

When Shengshi looked at the lightning in the sky, you were angry, which means you were afraid of my existence.

"You don't look like a twelve-year-old boy."

“I don’t feel like it sometimes.”

"I admire your firm heart, but it's a pity..."

"It's a pity that there are many things, like my sister..."

"Twenty-year-old sixth floor..."

"A twenty-year-old sixth floor can amazed Qin Cheng. Father, you don't know your sister after all. Some things are not that you can't, but that you don't want to."

"It's better to marry, and she fulfills her heart."

Sheng Chunqiu suddenly remembered the sigh. Did Xue Wu hide it from everyone? The sixth level after breaking the realm at the age of twelve, and without a trace of progress in eight years, why did the amazing genius become mediocre? His father is really competent? Is he used to the warmth and coldness of the world, used to the joys and sorrows, or has he agreed to the cruel reality of martial arts?

Xue Wu got married. When she stepped onto the sedan chair and was carried out of the Sheng family's house, his daughter was just a daughter, and nothing could be saved.

His sigh and the deep sigh dissipated weakly between heaven and earth.

Sheng Shi was finally tired of lying down. He sat up, took out a package from his arms, and handed it to his father.

"Send you a gift."

Sheng Chunqiu took the bag, but he didn't open it. This was the first gift his son gave him. He had never thought how precious it was, and he had nothing precious. Even if it was just a cake, it was the most expensive gift he had received in more than ten years. What else can be compared with the friendship between father and son? In this cruel world, the word friendship is thin and heavy.

"Don't open it and look."

"Always have to read it." He opened it carefully, staring at the quaint and shabby parchment, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Yellow intermediate level! Or body training method!!"

"You don't know how expensive it is?"

"Knowing, it is precisely because of knowing that it can be regarded as a gift. Maybe it can help my father step into the immortal." Sheng Shi said seriously at his father.

"Do you know how important it is to you? This technique is tailored for you. With it, you can ignore the constraints of your meridians and dantian. You can use the power of your body to fight against innate warriors, and it is easy to stay in the Sheng family."

The spring and autumn are hard to hide their excitement.

"This is not my Tao. Although it is very tempting, I know that it cannot tempt my Tao heart.

Staying in the Sheng family is not my way. I have to go far, but my roots are in the Sheng family."

Sheng Chunqiu's heart was shocked, and this son's vision and Taoist heart were above him.

This technique is like a life-saving straw to him, but he turned a blind eye and ignored it.

The physical practice technique has long disappeared, and it cannot be simply judged by grade. Even if the immortals and masters see it, they will fight wildly and fight for their lives. However, he will give it to others just for the sake of a father-son friendship.

"Where did you get this technique?" Sheng Chunqiu calmed down from shock.

"Picked up by Luofeng Mountain."

"How come I can't pick it up?"

"It's just an opportunity!"

"It's convincing to find a good excuse."

"It's an excuse, it's just an excuse, that's all."

“That’s all?”

“That’s all!”

Sheng Chunqiu is not asking questions, but if he continues to ask questions, he will still have the same four words, an excuse that is unbelievable but unrefutable, that's all.

"I keep it on my behalf, and you can practice it at any time."

“I said I can’t practice.”

"Think about it again, this is an opportunity. With your tenacity, you can make a big splash at the coming-of-age ceremony. After all, you are my son. I don't want you to leave the Sheng family in a mess, and you have to leave, and you have to look up your head and chest out."

"It's getting heavier and heavier under the snow. Do you have to have a long night at the Long Dragon Banquet? I want to join in the fun."

"I……

you……"

One big and one small in the snow, one front and one back, moving forward slowly.

Birds fly across the mountains,

Thousands of paths were destroyed.

The old man in a straw hat,

Fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

This is the best portrayal of today. It’s a pity that there is no lonely boat or a straw raincoat and hat. There is only a cold river originating from Luofeng Mountain flowing quietly under the bridge.

The ancient stone bridge stands in full makeup, with Qincheng on one side and medicinal fields, vast medicinal fields, fertile fields, and medicinal fields named after medicinal materials. It is a medicine field that produces gold and silver but has nothing to do with the villagers.

The red makeup of Shili was even more dazzling by the white snow, as if it was a fire dragon burning the snow field.

After crossing Hanjiang Bridge, Yaochen will be his home and Xuewu's home.

Xue Wu couldn't help but lift the curtain and wait and see.

Yao Chen smiled and said, "Look, you're so anxious, just stay with peace of mind."

"I'm going to see."

"If you are happy, I will be happy."

"This is quite different. In the future, the woman will follow her husband."

"Mrs.

"You have to remember, right or wrong, the lady is right."

"Mrs.

One person laughs, two people laugh, everyone laughs.

Yaochen said seriously, "What the lady said is right."

"Idiot, fool..." Xue Wu laughed.

Smiling with joy, straightforward smile, knowing smile

…………

…………

Blood stained the snow on the ground.

The stiff smile solidified.

The lock suon fell to the ground and was soaked in blood.

Inch by inch,

Pieces of red,

Silently massacred, killers emerged from the snow, white clothes, white snow, and silver shiny long swords.

Ten miles of Hongzhuang fell to the ground, and the timid person fled, fleeing to the rear of the team. People were hugging him, and the sword of red silk appeared in his hand.

A mixture of red and blood.

On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, everything goes well for vassals. It is advisable to marry and avoid swords and weapons.

"Snatch the kiss! I am Wang Laohu!"

"Put down the bride and run away from each other and tell the Sheng family that Xuewu has married Wang Laohu."

Wang Laohu wiped off the blood from the sword, stood at the bridge, and drank with a smile.

Furious, the anger of the people in the Sheng family burned, and the blood that was steaming melted and condensed!

"Wang Laohu, dare you rob the sedan chair of the eldest daughter of my Sheng family. Are you ready to take over the troubles of the Sheng family?" Sheng Pei, a deacon in the innate realm, roared.

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Wang Laohu, only have a beauty. After robbing the kiss, our two families are in-laws. Besides, the dead people are not surnamed Sheng, and I am not stupid.

Brothers, stop, don’t hurt your in-laws or get out of harmony.”

Wang Laohu said happily,

"Send a deacon from the second level of the innate layer to send him off. Sheng Pei, do you think this kiss can be successful, or can I rob it?"
Chapter completed!