Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

The night is as cool as water.

Scattered rain is still falling.

Rain falls on green leaves.

Crystal water drops accumulate on the leaves and then drip.

Yang Yiyuan.

Moon Pavilion.

The attic has no roof.

The wooden floor was completely wet.

Wu Xuanguang sat on the wet floor.

He was still wearing a white hospital gown soaked by rain.

Very embarrassing.

Beside him is the Xuanguang Knife.

The once dazzling Xuanguang Saber was now dim.

The hilt is green, and the blade is light green with dark colors.

This is the true face of the Xuanguang Knife.

In fact, from the moment he lost.

From the moment he lay in the ring dying of severe injuries.

The Xuanguang Sword has lost its former glory.

Wu Xuanguang.

Just like his name.

Since he was a child, it has been light, brilliant light.

No matter where it is, it is always the most eye-catching one.

Always the one who attracts the most attention.

He has always been bathed in the most brilliant light.

He himself is light.

He has unparalleled confidence.

He is very proud.

He is pretentious.

It's extraordinary.

But all this.

All have been broken.

Just today, his pride was severely shattered.

His self-confidence was destroyed.

Even his pride seemed to be broken.

It's hard for him to take it.

But things have happened.

All this is reality.

No matter how hard it is for him to accept.

Facts are facts.

It seemed that even the light had abandoned him.

His shining light.

His shining sword no longer had any luster.

Da da.

From the edge of the attic.

Light footsteps sounded.

Step on the starting point of the water droplets.

Splash in the air and bloom.

"Isn't it cold?"

he asked softly.

It came without a trace, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"I……"

Wu Xuanguang trembled all over as if he was struck by lightning.

He was a little nervous and a little scared.

He didn't dare to raise his head to see who was coming.

Shame filled his heart.

This is a middle-aged man.

He has an ordinary appearance, and his weathered eyes look calm at first glance.

Looking again, it's a bit deep, and there seems to be endless waves brewing deeper.

Dressed in jet black cloth, there was no trace of being wet by the rain.

There is no overbearing aura.

It's as if he wants to be one with heaven and earth.

Or, he is heaven and earth.

"Father...I...I have embarrassed you."

Wu Xuanguang buried his head deeply on the wet floor.

He is no longer as calm and calm as he once was, nor does he have any graceful and luxurious temperament.

Embarrassed and decadent.

Like a complete loser.

"It's only you who's disappointed, not me."

That person, the most top being in the entire Dragon Kingdom.

The strongest person standing at the pinnacle of the entire Dragon Palace.

He looked calm and looked at the dark sky.

"Father……"

Wu Xuanguang was stunned for a moment and looked at him carefully and secretly.

“If you don’t have expectations, you won’t be disappointed.”

He looked away.

Take a few steps.

This time, the water was calm.

Not even the slightest trace.

Stand behind the fence with your hands behind your back and look into the distance.

"Father, you...you never had expectations for me?"

Wu Xuanguang was a little unbelievable and a little lost.

"Your expectations are too high."

"At your age, I'm far less dazzling than you."

"My light makes your journey go so smoothly."

"You don't know that failure is also an indispensable step in a warrior's life."

"Without failure, how can we show the value of success?"

"I've failed many times."

"But in the end, it's me standing here."

The man turned his head and focused his piercing eyes on Wu Xuanguang.

"Most of the opponents who have defeated me have passed away."

"You'll get cold if you stand too high."

His tone suddenly slowed down again, as if he was exhorting like a loving father:

"Especially on a cold rainy night like this, it's going to be cold."

"A cold body is okay, but a cold heart is difficult to treat. Let's go down early."

After saying that, the figure suddenly disappeared without any trace.

No trace was left behind.

It's like it's never been there.

Wu Xuanguang stared blankly at the spot where his father once stood.

It's hard to come back to God for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the rain got heavier.

The two lanterns on the roof of the attic had long been extinguished by the rain.

It was pitch black, not even the moonlight was visible.

Wu Xuanguang was still sitting like this, in a daze.

"Brother, where is your pride?"

Footsteps sounded, followed by large splashes of water.

The voice was a bit sharp, like a knife going straight into the heart.

Mo Xuan strode out.

Beside him was a young man holding an umbrella.

The young man has a well-proportioned figure, some soft facial features, and some calluses on his fingers.

"Aren't you very proud?"

"Can't afford to lose?"

"I feel sorry for myself here now, how about tomorrow's game?"

"Is this going to give up?"

Mo Xuan strode up to Wu Xuanguang and asked fiercely.

The young man walked to Wu Xuanguang holding an umbrella and silently supported the rain for him.

He looked at Wu Xuanguang without speaking.

Wu Xuanguang seemed not to have heard Mo Xuan's words at all.

Still in a daze.

"I would say you are a waste! He was really blind before he chose to train you!"

"You are one!"

Mo Xuan also wanted to make a harsher curse.

But he was grabbed by the young man.

"You need to calm down too."

Mo Xuan wanted to refute.

The young man only moved his right hand slightly.

Mo Xuan immediately stepped back a few steps, his figure still very stable, but a lingering fear could not help but flash in his eyes.

A fourth-level warrior was not worth mentioning in front of him.

Just because he is Kong Boyu.

The strongest person in Longda.

Captain of a team.

The strength of a top level six general!

He has a close relationship with Wu Xuanguang.

It is said that he is still half a disciple of the Sword King.

"Xuanguang... everyone is worried about you."

Kong Boyu knelt down beside him and spoke softly.

"Sorry for making everyone worried..."

Wu Xuanguang finally raised his head. Whether it was because of the cold air entering his body, his voice was a little hoarse.

"We all regret your failure, but failure..."

"I understand that one failure is nothing."

Wu Xuanguang interrupted him directly.

He refused Kong Boyu's support and stood up on his own.

"Failure is also an integral part of life."

"Fortunately it's not too late."

"I'm not decadent, I just want to get wet in the rain."

"Li Mu, your understanding of rain is deeper than mine."

"I just want to know what he saw in the rain."

His expression became much calmer.

"Okay, this is the Xuanguang I know! The most dazzling light!"

Kong Boyu slapped Wu Xuanguang on the shoulder.

"Stupid brother, we have made a plan, are you interested in hearing it?"

At this time, Mo Xuan came over again, with a strange smile on his face.

"what's the plan?"

Wu Xuanguang picked up the knife and frowned slightly.

"A plan of revenge for you, Chu Da, haha..."

"I don't need it."

Wu Xuanguang looked calm.

"But I need it!"

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, his expression a little twisted.