The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

Chapter 31

"Mr. Wudao. I'm sorry... Just now, if I refused, you wouldn't be so embarrassed..." Xiao Rongyan struggled to hold the box and followed Wudao, and blamed himself incoherently, "Obviously I was Protecting me, but causing you to be scolded..."

Wu Dao suddenly stopped his angry steps, turned around and said, "I'm not angry with you. I'm just..."

The words I wanted to say stopped between my lips and teeth, and suddenly I couldn't come out.

How is he going to tell Xiao Rongyan that I'm just angry with your biological father, even if he doesn't hurt you or love you, he shouldn't push you to the pit of fire with his own hands?

Wu Dao said half of what he said, but Xiao Rongyan already understood what he meant, and comforted him, "It's okay, Mr. Wu Dao, I can do whatever I want, as long as I can survive."

As long as he can survive, he can bear it if he is a little tired, a little bit bitter, whatever.

"I know my father doesn't like me, but it doesn't matter." Xiao Rongyan stretched out his hand and held Wudao's warm, dry, calloused palm, "Mr. Wudao, let's go back."

Wu Dao firmly held his little hand with his backhand, walked a few steps, and suddenly called out, "Rong Yan."

"Ok?"

"Your mother named you Rongyan, but did she mean [with Rongyan]?"

"...Probably yes, my mother often said that I am her pride. Although I don't understand, what is so good about me."

"Your arrival may be an honor to your mother." Wudao stopped, looked at Xiao Rongyan who was not as tall as his waist, bent down and hugged him gently, and said in a low voice, "You very good."

Xiao Rongyan smiled shyly, revealing a pair of pointed canine teeth.

The content of Yongshuang Jue is obscure and difficult to understand, even Rong Yucui can't teach him anything, Xiao Rongyan simply browsed the ancient books and searched, and studied behind closed doors.

The Soul-Living Sword is long, soft, and thin, extremely difficult to control, and easily hurts himself. Xiao Rong practiced it many times but couldn't get the hang of it, and instead left himself covered with scars.

After persisting like this for more than three months, Xiao Rongyan was completely defeated and knocked on the door of Jianshuyuan.

Wu Dao was wearing a short shirt and was sitting in the yard washing clothes.Seeing this scene, Xiao Rongyan simply rolled up his arms and sleeves, followed by scrubbing and washing his clothes, and got busy.

His forearm still bears the sword wound from yesterday, and the red, swollen and inflamed wound is entrenched on the warm white skin, which looks particularly frightening.

Wudao immediately lowered his face, took Xiao Rongyan's wrist, and asked, "Aren't you in retreat? Where did the wound come from? Who bullied you?"

Xiao Rongyan stopped in mid-air holding his wet clothes, shook his head blankly when he heard the words, and said honestly, "No one bullied me, it's a problem with the weapon, please wait until I finish washing the clothes, and then I will tell you in detail."

He was proficient and nimble in his work, and he was a little faster than Wudao. After tidying up, he untied the Lihun sword wrapped around his waist, handed it to Wudao, and asked, "Mister, do you know how to use this weapon?"

Wudao's usual long sword is called Qingfeng, the sword is three feet and seven inches long, hard and sharp, the edge is concealed but not exposed, it is the top grade of swords.

There are three disciples under the former head Lu Fangweng, the first disciple is Rong Yuqi, the second disciple is Wudao, and the young disciple Lu Wanniang.Among the three, Rong Yucui practiced Wufeng Palm, and Lu Wanniang practiced Yongshuang Jue. Only Wudao inherited his mantle and practiced Yuci Sword Art.

Although Wu Dao was born lame, he was the most outstanding among the three in terms of understanding. He turned his disadvantages into advantages and won by surprise.

Wudao looked at the soft sword in his hand, weighed it twice, then swung it towards the sword-testing stone in the courtyard, only heard three loud noises [bang, bang, bang], as soon as the Soul-Living Sword touched the sword-testing stone, it entangled with the force On it, the sword-testing stone, which was as thick as an adult, was cut into three sections.

"Hiss..." Wudao gasped, feeling that things were a little tricky.

He rarely encountered such an uncontrollable sword.The last time I saw her was when she fought against Sui Qinglian at Wuyuan Villa.

Sui Qing practiced as a sword fairy, focusing on a word of fairy.The commonly used saber is called the Jingye Sword, three feet six inches long, and the body of the sword is inlaid with seven jasper jades, shaped like the Big Dipper.

But the last time Wudao fought against him, he used a chain sword.

The length of the chain sword can be changed according to one's heart, and it is very easy to injure oneself, but if it is used well, it will be very difficult to deal with.

Wudao thought that he would lose to Sui Qinglian, but he never thought that Sui Qinglian would frequently point the sword point at his face during the fight, and Wudao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and stopped before he could do a hundred moves.

Sui Qinglian gave a soft tut with a cold face, and explained to Wudao, "I thought I could use it just by hitting it."

Old brother!This is no longer a question of whether it will happen!

Wu Dao was impatient, and threatened seriously with a straight face, "If you do this again next time, I will never come to compete with you again."

Sui Qinglian replied with a paralyzed face, "It's okay, I still have brother Shen."

"Then I'll tell brother Shen about it, and see what he says."

Sui Qinglian recalled Shen Boyong's nagging, and suddenly shuddered, with a deadpan face and insincere words, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't dare next time."

Only then did Wudao let him go.

Thinking about it now, Sui Qinglian should have a lot of experience on how to use the Lihun Sword.

After Wu Dao thought about it, he said to Xiao Rong who was standing beside him, "Take this sword back first, and I'll find a friend to come and teach you."

Xiao Rongyan looked at Wu Dao writing the letter in a hurry, and for some reason, he always felt unreliable.

A month later, two men entered the Guiyun sect from the back mountain and visited Jianshuyuan without a sword.

Xiao Rongyan had just filled the tank with water for Wudao, when he turned around and bumped into one of them.

The man's body was hard, Xiao Rongyan was bumped and staggered, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

"You're a kid from the Wudao family? You're so cute. What's your name? How old are you? Will your uncle take you out to play?" The man in the blue round neck robe said, and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze the little boy. Rong Yan's cheek, took out candy from his bosom and handed it over, "Come with me, I'm much better than Wudao."

Xiao Rongyan protected Baozi's face, took two steps back in fear, and hummed, "I'm already 11 years old, but I'm small, don't fool me like a child."

The white-clothed swordsman standing behind the man slumped and lifted his collar, "Don't tease. Wudao will get angry."

"Just get angry if you are angry. He won't beat me to death, so I'm not afraid." The man said fearlessly, "Besides, he must be asking for something when he invites us here, so he won't beat me."

Just as he was talking, Wudao pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, stood behind the man with his arms folded, and said, "I am writing to invite Brother Sui, why are you in my courtyard?"

Shen Boyong shrank his neck in fright, and hid behind Sui Qinglian, baring his teeth and claws, "I'll tell you, Wudao, don't bully me just because I dote on you, I just don't know as much as you! Otherwise, I'll cry you!"

Sui Qinglian rubbed his ears, hid aside, and said with a straight face, "It's too noisy. No knife. Slap him."

The friend who hadn't seen him for a long time was still lively, Wudao was very relieved, and said: "Stop making trouble, I really have something to ask. Rong Yan, bring the sword here."

Xiao Rongyan obediently untied the soft sword from his waist, and offered it with both hands.

After receiving the sword, Shen Boyong took a closer look, and couldn't help saying, "Hey! This sword is not bad! It's just not easy to control, where did it come from? Who is so wicked! How can you give this dangerous product to children?! It's too irresponsible. right?"

Sui Qinglian leaned forward and said, "Good sword. But it's not suitable for beginners. No sword, where did you get it?"

Wu Dao sighed, "Rong Yan's. During divination by touching the bones, it was calculated that he is suitable for learning the Frost Embracing Art. This is the accompanying sword, named Lihun."

"That's it. It needs to be studied carefully." Sui Qinglian said.

Three people over half a hundred years old sighed at a sword and studied it for several hours.Xiao Rongyan was lying on the table, Baozi's face was flattened, and his stomach was growling.

It's past time, it's time for dinner.

Xiaorong rubbed his stomach, looked at the three people who were completely forgetful, dragged out a food box about half his height from the room, stumbled to the dining hall, ordered sweet and sour pork ribs, minced garlic eggplant and sugar mixed persimmon, and The master who is in charge of the spoon said that two guests came to Mingjian Academy and they took away four servings of rice.

When they returned to Jianshuyuan, the three of them still maintained the posture when Xiao Rongyan left. Xiao Rongyan set up the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, and shouted, "Eat. Look at it after eating. Swords don't run long legs." dropped."

Shen Boyong was the first to react.Only then did he realize that he was hungry, so he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and devoured it, disregarding his image.

Although Sui Qinglian is also a little hungry, he still eats more elegantly in consideration of his status.

After the wind and clouds were gone, a messy table was left behind, and Sui Qinglian watched Xiao Rongyan clean up the table before he opened the door and asked, "Can you lend me a glimpse of the Shuang Jue?"

"Okay." Xiao Rongyan nodded, and immediately agreed, ran to the North Grass Courtyard, picked up the formula on the table, and handed it to Sui Qing for practice.

The first ten pages of the book are densely filled with annotations, which shows the reader's intentions.

After careful inspection, Sui Qinglian pointed to the second half of the book and said, "From here onwards, all the descriptions are about swordsmanship moves. If you trust me, then give this book to me. Within three months, I can Draw it out."

Xiao Rong didn't know what to do, so he turned his head to look at Wudao.

Wudao said empathetically, "You don't have to worry about my face. Brother Sui is my friend, but whether you trust him or not is up to you to decide."

Xiao Rongyan then looked away, and looked up at Sui Qinglian again.

This person has always kept a cold face, speaks concisely and clearly, and can't see emotions, but he likes to eat eggplant with minced garlic and sweet and sour fish, and he will inadvertently tiptoe happily after eating.

It can be seen that this is a simple-minded person.

Xiao Rongyan made a judgment in his heart, nodded solemnly, and handed over the Soul-Living Sword and the Frost Embracing Art to Sui Qinglian for him to study at will.

The two lived in Jianshuyuan.Shen Boyong idled about all day long, went to the mountains to fight cocks and pet dogs, pick flowers and collect herbs.

Sui Qinglian was the complete opposite. He was bored in the room all day, forgetting to eat and sleep to study the sword technique in Yongshuang Jue. If Wu Dao and Xiao Rongyan didn't watch over him all the time, he would probably have exhausted himself to death in the room.

The author has something to say:

Don't you like the past?

In fact, Rong Yan's past is not very bitter, he also has friends, and I think this plot is very important, let's take a look.

Don't you want to experience the feeling of nurturing?