President's bodyguard

"Do you believe me when I say it's my wife?" Wang said with a bad smile.

"I believe in you." Bai Bingning said angrily.

At the end of the day's competition, everyone left the rooftop one after another and returned to their place of accommodation and rest.

Wang Huai followed Bai Bingning to a relatively quiet inn, and soon, Wang Huai saw Bai Bingning's father.

However, it was quite different from Wang Huai's imagination. Originally, someone who could have a daughter like Bai Bingning, in Wang Huai's view, was at least as good as Gu Changsheng, and maybe even stronger.

But when he saw Bai Bingning's father in real life, he was quite surprised.

With a rickety body, haggard appearance, grizzled silver hair, and no aura of a master, he is like an old man in the secular world who is over seventy years old, even inferior to ordinary people, even walking tremblingly.

"Hello, my name is Bai Pojun, and I'm Bing Ning's father." The man looked at Wang Huai and smiled slightly.

"Um, my name is Wang Huai."

"Why, a little disappointed to see me?" Bai Pojun laughed.

"Hehe, it's a bit of a surprise." Wang said with a bad smile, "I thought that a person who has such a beautiful daughter as Bing Ning must be a handsome, suave handsome guy, but I didn't expect him to be a bad old man."

"Wang Huai" Hearing Wang Huai's words, Bai Bingning called out to him with some displeasure, but he didn't expect him to dare to call her father a bad old man.

"Hahaha, yes, what a bad old man." Bai Pojun was not angry, but laughed loudly, "It's been a long time since anyone talked to me like that. You're a very honest young man."

"Hey, senior, I didn't mean to scold you. I was just praising you. Humans should have the appearance of their age at any age. It's unreasonable to look like a young man at the age of 80, right? , especially men, the vicissitudes of life are the greatest charm of men." Wang Huai said with a smile.

"Hehe, reasonable, reasonable." Bai Pojun smiled when Wang Huai said a few words.

Looking at this scene, Bai Bingning was quite surprised. His father hadn't seen such a smile in many years.

The two sat down on the chairs, and Bai Pojun kept rubbing his hands, as if he was a little nervous.

"I don't know if Senior White is looking for this kid. If you have any advice, you might as well just tell me." Wang Huai said.

"Um, Wang Huai, then I'll just say it straight. I heard from Xiao Ning that you have a sword on your body. I wonder if you can let me take a look." After Bai Pojun finished speaking, he looked at the sword expectantly. Wang Huai, as if afraid that he would refuse.

"of course."

When Wang Huai came, he had already guessed that it must be for this matter.

With a wave of Wang Huai's hand, a few golden lights flashed, and then the air trembled, but in an instant, there was a third-level peak formation that completely enveloped the room they were in. The masters in the area blocked it, but as long as someone approached, Wang Huai would be able to spot it immediately.

"Here, you are a divine pattern master?" Bai Pojun looked at Wang Huai with some surprise.

"Hehe, I have learned a little bit, and I understand a little bit." Wang Huai said modestly.

"Waving your hands into formation, this is not something someone who has learned a little bit can do." Bai Pojun laughed.

Bai Bingning next to her was even more amazed. From Wang Huai, she had already felt the shock many times. She snatched Chen Mu's viewing platform, repelled thousands of monsters in the fantasy city, and led her to win the first and second place. Compete with Dugu Heshan and others for the demon core, and defeat the tribulation master Zhang Tianyun with three moves...

All of these things are theoretically impossible to happen to a late Mahayana person, but they just happened, and now she finds out that Wang Huai is still a divine pattern master, which is really unbelievable.

Regardless of Bai Bingning's gaze, Wang Huai took out his Fuxi sword and handed it to Bai Pojun.

After receiving the Fuxi sword, Bai Pojun's hands trembled a little, and tears glistened in his eyes.

"Fuxi sword, it's really Fuxi sword." Bai Pojun muttered to himself, "Xiao Ning, take out your sword too."

Without hesitation, Bai Bingning took out her own Fuxisheng sword and handed it to Bai Pojun.

Life and death, two swords with completely different auras, shapes and sizes, when put together, the two auras disappear instantly, as if they have become two pieces of scrap iron.

Bai Pojun held Fuxi Shengjian in his left hand and Fuxi Death Sword in his right, and approached them slowly.

"What does he want to do?" Wang Huai looked at this scene, a little puzzled.

"Ding"

The two swords stuck together, and then Bai Pojun slowly spun, and soon, a strange phenomenon happened, the two completely different swords began to merge with each other.

"This..." Wang Huai and Bai Bingning were both astonished, but neither of them stepped forward to stop them.

After a few breaths, under the watchful eyes of Wang Huai and Bai Bingning, the two swords actually merged into one, the white hilt, the black sword body, and the two breaths also merged together. It turned out that it was more than one point stronger.

"Senior White, what is the situation? How do you know that these two swords can be fused together?" Wang Huai asked.

"Fuxi's Sword of Life and Death, formerly known as the Passionate Sword, was rumored to have been made by Master Buwang in the Shenbing Pavilion for his lover, but later his lover left him, so Master Buwang felt sad and split the Passionate Sword in two. One life and one death means that life and death are separated. When these two swords are separated, they can each exert extremely powerful power. Once they are combined, the two breaths of life and death will cancel each other out, becoming an ordinary sword without any power. Long sword, sentimental becomes ruthless, hey..."

"Senior White, are you lamenting the feelings of not forgetting Master, or your own?" Wang Huai asked.

Bai Pojun was taken aback by Wang Huai's words, "You boy, I didn't believe Xiao Ning said you were extraordinary before, but it seems that there is something extraordinary about you."

"I think back then, Xiao Ning's mother was the eldest lady of the Shenbing Pavilion, and I was just an apprentice with no background, but I fell in love with her..." Speaking of his love story, Bai Pojun There were a few traces of blush on the wrinkled face, as if he suddenly became decades younger and returned to the age of green.

Bai Bingning next to him also became nervous all of a sudden. About his mother, Bai Pojun had never told her about it. He didn't expect that today he would talk about it to Wang Huai, whom he had just met for the first time.

"Her mother's name is Su Qianxue. When I first met her, she was only 23 years old. She was a young and lovely girl." Bai Pojun's face was filled with happiness, "Later we fell in love, and she was pregnant with a child." , Unexpectedly, after that, the people of Shenbing Pavilion found out, they disagreed with Qianxue and me, and thought that my status was too low to be worthy of Qianxue."

Speaking of this, the smile on Bai Jun's face slowly disappeared, replaced by despair and sadness.

Wang Huai was sitting there, listening quietly, Bai Bingning wanted to ask questions, but was stopped by Wang Huai.

"Later, I wanted to elope with Qianxue, but I was stopped by the people from Shenbing Pavilion not far away. They wanted to kill me and Qianxue's child." Bai Pojun clenched his right hand Holding the amorous sword tightly in his hand, he gritted his teeth and said.