President's bodyguard

Wang Huai wanted to struggle to get up, but he was injured too badly. The hit he took for Dong Huangyi just now was not a joke. Zhang Deming came here for killing people. If it weren't for the power of the tree of life in Wang Huai's body He also helped him hang his breath, probably already hung up.

Just when Wang Huai was struggling, he felt a gentle force below his body supporting his body, making him assume a posture as if he was leaning on a sofa, and then he could see the situation in front of him clearly.

In this small thatched hut, he saw an old man, dressed in plain clothes, with hair as white as silver frost, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles on his face, like the land that had been exposed to the sun for dozens of days in June, cracked and withered. From that face, Wang Huai couldn't see a trace of human aura.

He is like a dead person, lifeless, somewhat similar to the bones of the Jiugong real person encountered in the tomb of Emperor Wu, but he is not a dead person, because he is still alive and still has the breath of a living person.

"What the hell is this?" Wang Huai felt a little helpless in his heart, and really couldn't figure out what kind of luck he was, to always encounter such weird things.

"Ahem, senior, who are you?" Although he felt very helpless, Wang Huai adjusted his emotions and said politely. He is not sure whether the other party is an enemy or a friend. It is always right to be polite.

"Let me ask you, where did this sword come from?" The other party looked at Wang Huai's face like a dead wood, without a trace of expression, as if the words did not come from his mouth.

"This sword?" Wang Huai looked around and found that the Fuxi Sword and the Holy Meteorite he was holding in his hand were placed on a table in front of the old man.

The other party asked him twice about the origin of the sword, which made Wang Huai a little curious. He got the Fuxi Death Sword from the holy meteorite at the beginning, but later he saw the Fuxi Sheng Sword in Bai Bingning's hands, and from it Her father, Bai Pojun, got the origin of Fuxi's Life and Death Sword from his mouth.

At that time, Bai Pojun said that the Fuxi Sword of Life and Death was forged by a master casting master named Master Buwang in the Shenbing Pavilion for his beloved woman. It was originally a sword called the Amorous Sword.

But later, for some reason, he did not forget that the beloved woman of the master left him, so he did not forget that in a rage, the master split the passionate sword into two swords of life and death. Fuxi Death Sword.

Fuxi Death Sword Wang Huai has used it for a long time, and it is relatively easy to use, so he has been using it all the time. In addition, before Bai Bingning left, he also gave him the Fuxi Life Sword. In the sea of ​​knowledge.

If there is no accident, this should be the thatched cottage of the Shenbing Pavilion. The old man in front of him should be the cold and withdrawn person in the mouth of the Eastern Emperor, who does not get close to others, but he is the only one in the Shenbing Pavilion who can forge divine weapons above the holy level. master.

Fuxi sword, Shenbing Pavilion, old man, not close to others, master...

The combination of these factors almost completely fits the image of the master who never forgets that Bai Pojun told Wang Huai back then.

"Could it be that he doesn't forget that the master is there?" Wang Huai's heart trembled. "If this is the case, then it is understandable why he is interested in his Fuxi Death Sword."

"I don't forget Master, I got this Fuxi Death Sword from a cemetery of Emperor Wu by chance." Wang Huai said neither humble nor overbearing.

Now the old man's attitude is still unclear, of course Wang Huai would not tell him that the sword was obtained from the holy meteorite, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could get the holy meteorite back.

Sure enough, when Wang Huai said the words "Never Forget Master", a wave of fluctuation finally appeared on the face of the old man who looked like a living dead.

"You...know me?" The old man's voice trembled, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and even his pronunciation was a little rusty.

Wang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had guessed right, if the other party really did not forget the master, maybe he still had a way to survive, otherwise, now that the holy meteorites had fallen into the other party's hands, if the other party wanted to kill him , then you will really die, and there is no place to hide.

Wang Huai tried his best to recall the story that Bai Pojun told him about not forgetting the master, and then said cautiously, "It's a good luck for the junior, I heard the name of the master from an old friend, and I admire him very much. To be able to meet the master himself is really a blessing for Sansheng."

"Who?" The old man asked back when Wang Huai mentioned his old friend. There was only one word, but Wang Huai felt great pressure.

Wang Huai was wondering if he should tell Bai Pojun's name. At that time, Bai Pojun said that his marriage to Bai Bingning's mother was opposed by many people in Shenbing Pavilion. Those who are in favor of the series, if they are against the series, then Wang Huai may cause trouble for himself by saying Bai Pojun's name.

But after thinking about it, if you don't forget that the master really opposes them, how could you allow Bai Bingning to hold the Fuxisheng sword in his hand.Thinking of this, Wang Huai no longer hesitated, "This old man, my junior, is named Bai Pojun."

As soon as Bai Pojun uttered the three words, Wang Huai clearly saw fluctuations appearing on the old man's face again.

"It's him." The old man let out a long sigh, "Is he alright now?"

From the tone of the old man, Wang Huai could tell that he had made the right bet.

"Uncle Bai, he passed away a year ago because his dantian was damaged and he couldn't cultivate, and he was also sick." Wang Huai was also a little sad when he said this. When Bai Pojun passed away, he entrusted Bai Bingning to himself , I swore to him that I would take good care of Bai Bingning.

In the end, because she couldn't make a single-minded and reliable promise to Bai Bingning, Nizi left without saying goodbye. Finally, she saw her again in the Eastern Polar Region, but it turned out that she used her life as a bargaining chip to save Bai Bingning. Own.

All in all, Wang Huai's debt to Bai Bingning was beyond words.

"Bai Pojun is dead?" The criss-cross wrinkles on the old man's face visibly twitched twice, and then he sighed and said, "Yes, the husband and wife separated, his dantian was destroyed, and he was still injured, so he could last until last year." , it’s not easy anymore, if you die, you will be liberated.”

"Maybe, from the moment he fell in love with Qianxue, he was already wrong. The difference in status, the level of status, these are the hurdles he cannot overcome. He shouldn't like Qianxue. That is a feeling he cannot bear. .” The old man shook his head, as if he was sighing for Bai Pojun, but also for himself.

"There is nothing wrong with feelings. Status is just a difference in the division of labor in society. There is no distinction between high and low. I think there is no right or wrong in liking someone. If you like someone, you just like it. No matter what your status is, if you like it, go after it. It's a big deal. Fail, you can continue to work hard if you fail, if you don’t dare to pursue it because of the gap in status and give up your true feelings, then it is a real failure, and there will never be a way to turn around.”

Wang Huai has liked many women, and now there are many women around him, whether it is Lin Ruoxue, Yang Zisu, Lin Wanru, Ye Xiaobing and so on.

At that time, there was almost no one who matched him well. Back then, when Wang Huai was chasing Lin Ruoxue, one was an unemployed young man who drove a black car, and the other was a domineering president of a listed company. Their identities differed by dozens of grades. Is it a good match?

Obviously not a good match, but these did not affect the relationship between Wang Huai and Lin Ruoxue. On the contrary, now Wang Huai is a talented master of the infinite realm, and like Xiang Yiyi and Ye Xiaobing are ordinary people who have not yet reached the foundation. , How many levels are the status worse.

But this will not affect the relationship between them.

Wang Huai's words made the old man a little surprised, and there was a trace of strangeness on his expressionless face, "Then if the result of failure is death?"