Chapter 59: This old man is so weird!

Seeing the broad sword approaching him, Xingyu felt a sudden heart and said something wrong, he had no way to avoid this sword.

The bright sword light reflected in Xingyu's eyes, making him unable to even open his eyes. He only felt that the sword was so cold, extremely cold.

This is the sword light that seeks life. At the next moment, his life will end under this sword.

He was unwilling to accept it, but he was not afraid.

Since childhood, under the education of his grandfather, Lao Motou, Xingyu has rarely been afraid of anything, but now he really doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die.

However, reality is so cruel.

It completely contrary to his ideas.

Fate is so tricky!

The star pattern sword in his right hand was tightly held by Xingyu and stabbed forward. He knew that this was useless, but he would never sit and wait for death.

However, just as he was ready to face death, a muffled groan suddenly sounded, and the man in black who was attacking him flew backwards like a kite, more like a fallen leaf in a huge wave, floating backwards.

In the blink of an eye, he bumped into a pavilion and vomited blood immediately. He tried to crawl a few times, but he still fell down and died.

Xingyu was stunned and looked around. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him. Seeing the man in black dead, he felt dizzy when he relaxed.

But when he was about to faint, he still saw two figures vaguely.

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The same is true for the simple room, a wooden table, two chairs, and four tea bowls and a teapot on the table.

Next to the wooden table was an old man with white hair and beard, with his back facing Xingyu, looking like he was drinking tea.

Opposite the old man was a woman who was not much older than Xingyu. The woman had little eyes and a beautiful melon-shaped face. She was holding a tea bowl and putting it beside her mouth. She was thinking about something and hadn't drunk it.

Xingyu, who was lying on the bed in the room, saw this picture when he got up. He was a little confused. How could he be here? But the woman holding a tea bowl with a slightly frown was so pleasing to the eye. Xingyu didn't treat this woman as a bad person at all, and he felt much more relaxed.

"Where am I?" Xingyu's voice was a little weak, and he tried to get up, but fell on the bed again.

"I didn't expect that my injury was just better, and I encountered such a thing. Now my body is so weak. Damn it. If I were to know who assassinated me, I would never let them go. Yu Shuai, Sun Dahai hoped that it was not yourselves, otherwise you would owe me Xingyu too much. One day, I will chop off your head." Xingyu thought to himself.

Hearing his voice, the woman holding the tea bowl hurriedly put it down, moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked towards Xingyu.

As we get closer, Xingyu can better understand the beauty of this woman.

Pure as pure as a fairy in the sky, her white dress is so incompatible with her temperament.

"You're awake, are you okay?" The voice was so beautiful.

"You saved me?" Xingyu shook his head gently and signaled that the woman was fine.

"That's good." The woman did not respond to Xingyu's question, but smiled faintly at Xingyu.

The woman stopped talking. Xingyu had just met her, so she naturally had nothing to say, so she wanted to lie on the bed and continue to rest for a while. When she relaxed, she suddenly thought of her star pattern sword.

After checking, it wasn't around. Xingyu hurriedly said, "Where is my star pattern sword?"

"It's just a broken sword. Is it worth it so nervous? Don't you care who assassinated you?" This was the old man's voice. As he spoke, the man had already stood up and turned around and walked towards Xingyu.

Xingyu stared at the old man tightly. He gave Xingyu a very stubborn and arrogant feeling, as if he was the most powerful in the world. The gaze made Xingyu dislike him very much.

"Old sir, I am grateful to you for saving my life, but please pay attention to your words, that is not a broken sword." Xingyu seriously corrected the old man's inappropriate words.

"Hmph, breaking the sword is breaking the sword, do you still don't admit it?" The old man insisted on his point of view.

Xingyu said a little angry: "In terms of quality, that Star Pattern Sword is indeed not very good, but its meaning is different?"

"Oh, is that? Can you tell me why it's different?"

"Because, because that star pattern sword was made by myself, it was the first star pattern sword I made."

"Oh, so that's the case. That's not a broken sword."

As he spoke, the old man took out a sword from the star pattern ring in his hand. It was Xingyu's star pattern sword. Xingyu was happy.

At this time, the old man suddenly asked, "So you are a star tattoo master?"

Xingyu nodded and replied embarrassedly, "I'm just a junior low-grade star pattern master, and I can't go to the table."

"Young people are very modest, good, good. But looking at how young you look, how old are you?" the old man asked.

"Sixteen years old." Xingyu said truthfully.

"Sixteen years old, junior and low-grade star pattern master." The old man murmured to himself, his eyes that were somewhat indifferent to everything became lit up inexplicably.

"Who are you studying?"

"I don't have a master?" Xingyu slightly lie. It's not that he doesn't want to sincerely admit that Lin Nantian is his master, but that he doesn't want to mention it more. He is afraid that he will be sad and can't help crying.

In this world, Xingyu has very few relatives, and his only master who is like his grandfather is still dead.

Xingyu always felt a little guilty in his heart, believing that Lin Nantian was killed by Sun Dahai because of him. In his heart, Xingyu was constantly reminding himself that one day, he would cut off Sun Dahai's head and put it in front of his master's grave.

"Young people think you have a good potential in such a short time without a master?"

"I have the potential of a ninth-level star pattern master." This is indeed something Xingyu deserves to be proud of, but he is not proud.

"The potential of a ninth-level star pattern master." The old man frowned slightly, looking thoughtful. Thinking of his first-level star pattern master's potential, the old man couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Young man, since you don't have a master, are you willing to worship me under my husband's disciple?"

Xingyu was stunned. This old man was indeed a weird person. He just met him and wanted to accept him as his disciple. Is he too outstanding?

After thinking about it, Xingyu shook his head and refused. He had to worship Dean Lin's disciple. Otherwise, with his current situation of not being able to practice, it would be impossible to join the academy, and there would be no way to do the next thing.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't mean to be a disciple yet."

"This..." The old man hesitated and raised his hand to roll his white beard, as if thinking about how to move the young man.

Xingyu was right. The old man was indeed very excited to accept disciples because Xingyu was too outstanding.

"Young man, let's not talk about this for now. You also understand that I saved you just now. How do you plan to repay this kindness?"

Xingyu could not have thought that the old man had just changed his mind and was stunned for a moment when he talked about this issue. He really didn't think about how to repay this kindness. Even if he had that heart, he would not have the ability.

"How do you plan to ask me to repay you, but I am alone now and there are constant troubles. I am afraid that I don't have the ability yet. But don't worry, one day, when I Xingyu rise, I will definitely repay you. Do you think it's okay?" Xingyu said very sincerely.

The old man shook his head and said, "That's too far. Now you have a way to repay me."

Xingyu was stunned for a moment, not understanding the old man's meaning.

The old man smiled inexplicably and said, "As long as you are willing to worship me as your teacher, what if you repay your kindness?"

"No." Xingyu shook his head quickly. The old man was actually circling him here.

The old man was surprised and said to himself: "This young man is so ungrateful!" He was a little angry.

"Since you don't want to, I won't force you, but my life is saved by me. Since you don't have the ability to repay kindness now, then give your life back to me."

The old man raised his palm, and a cold energy flowed from it, which made Xingyu's body tremble.

The fairy-like woman who stood aside and didn't speak suddenly opened her cherry lips slightly, "Grandpa, don't."

"Hmph, I saved his life, what's wrong with taking it back now?" The old man glared and his palm slapped Xingyu's chest.

Xingyu had no ability to hide at this time, and he would not hide even if he had it. The old man was right. His life was saved by others, so it would be fine to take it back.

Now that you die, it is better than dying in the hands of those people.

So Xingyu smiled faintly at the old man, his eyes full of gratitude, and he didn't care about the old man's palm near his chest.

The old man had no intention of stopping. His cold palm energy and the frozen clothes on Xingyu's chest were about to condense, and a trace of coldness came straight into Xingyu's chest.

In the end, no accident was taken on Xingyu's chest, but Xingyu felt cold, there was nothing unusual. Instead, he accidentally discovered that his chest, which had been hit by the man in black, had his breathing smoother at this time.

"Old sir, won't you kill me?" Xingyu asked in surprise.

"Hmph, I saved your life. If I kill you now, wouldn't it be a good thing for you? I want you to know that you owe me. One day, I will ask you to repay you twice as much." The old man slowly moved his hand away.

"Okay, I have seen your body without any trouble. Please leave quickly. Don't get in the way here."

"This old man is really a weird person!" Xing Yu thought to himself, and then he stood up. At this time, he found that his body had indeed recovered some strength.

After getting out of bed, he saluted the old man again, "Thank you for helping him for saving his life. When Xingyu is capable in the future, he will definitely repay him with all his might."

"Hmph." The old man snorted heavily.

"I'll help you out." The voice of the woman in white dress floated into Xingyu's ears again. Xingyu really couldn't understand how such a good woman would have such a grandfather.

But when I think about it, I feel something is wrong. This old man is not bad by nature.

The old man did not stop his granddaughter from helping Xingyu downstairs, but kept watching Xingyu's figure disappear at the door, and then shook his head secretly, "This guy, I never want to accept disciples. Today I made an exception and wanted to accept him, but he didn't want to. Alas, it's a cycle of cause and effect!"

When he went downstairs, Xingyu was about to leave, and then he remembered that he didn't know what the woman was called and how to repay her kindness in the future.

Then he asked, "Miss, I don't know your name yet. How can I repay your kindness with the old man in the future?"

The woman smiled faintly, like a flower blooming.

He pursed his mouth lightly and did not answer immediately, as if he was thinking about whether to tell Xingyu what her name was?

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