[Comprehensive martial arts] Take the house to cross

Sun Xiuqing clutched her chest, looking at the blood she vomited, her eyes darkened in an instant, ah, yes, she can't even save her own life now, where does she have the ability to save her child?

Inexplicably, a feeling of discouragement spread from the bottom of Sun Xiuqing's heart.

"I don't even know why my son has a crush on you now! What are your strengths? Is it beautiful or martial arts? Neither! Are you virtuous? I haven't seen you cook a few times, you Are you versatile? You can’t play the piano as well as the maid, tell me, what does Ximen like about you!”

Hei Wu talked a lot like an old father who was abandoned by his son.

Sun Xiuqing's mood was depressed, and she could only read the master's disdain for her from these cold words, and her face became even paler.

"However." Hei Wu changed his tone and said, "Since Chuuxue has identified you, I won't say anything, not to mention that you gave Chuuxue a big fat son. There is no credit but hard work."

"But, how long has it been? Why are you so unbelievable? You gave Ximen a good life, and his wife and children were separated. Is he wronged? And you, give up when you say you want to give up. You can't even struggle. Don't struggle a bit, tsk tsk, I've never seen such a useless person like you, just tell me what to say about you."

Black mist's cold words pierced Sun Xiuqing's body like ice balls, and even her heart became a little colder.

As soon as the voice changed, Hei Wu started to ask in a deep voice: "Are you really giving up?"

"Aren't you going to see him again?"

"Can you bear without you in his eyes from now on?"

"Can you bear that he will never remember you again for the rest of his life?"

"Can you bear the heart that he will always be alone in the future?"

"Can you bear the heart that he won't even know his own son in the future?"

Yu Luocha's voice was like ocean waves, rushing towards Sun Xiuqing's ears one after another, each sentence became clearer and clearer, and the built-in playback function seemed to be whispering in the ear, and there was a deafening shock.

A rising emotion gradually rose from his heart.

Do not!

Can't stand it!

I can't bear it either!

But—"What can I do, what can I do!"

If you don't leave by yourself, is it like a bereaved dog waiting for Ximen Chuuxue to drive her away in person?

Sooner or later, Ximen Chuuxue will walk on that road.

That was his favorite way of swordsmanship!

For this, he can do anything at all!

What can she do, she is also desperate.

Sun Xiuqing broke down and cried.

Yu Luocha smiled, his expression could not be seen in the thick fog, but his emotions could be heard from his voice.

Just listen, he said bewitchingly: "Who said you are not qualified, who said you are not capable, who made you give up?"

"As long as you want, I can help you achieve all of this."

Yu Luocha's seductive voice seemed to sound from Sun Xiuqing's heart.

As these words fell, Sun Xiuqing's eyes gradually brightened, as if there were stars twinkling in them.

"Can I?" Can I do it, can I?

It is precisely because of too much understanding that it is so hopeless.

Who is he, he is Ximen Chuuxue!It's the man called the Sword God!

The same sentence: "Can I?" Sun Xiuqing's tone was very light, as light as a bubble, which would shatter when poked.

The mist said again: "You don't believe me?"

Sun Xiuqing seemed to have realized something, she looked at the cloud of mist, that ominous black and frightening mist, and asked again: "Can I?"

There is hope in the voice to be affirmed.

Who is he? He is the most mysterious and terrifying person in the martial arts in recent years. He is the leader of the Western Demon Cult——Yu Luocha, and he is the biological father of Ximen Chuuxue!

Since he said he could do it, then...

Sun Xiuqing couldn't help but put her hopeful eyes on that cloud of mist. Now, in her eyes, this enchanting mist was no longer scary, but lovely. There was nothing cuter than this cloud of mist.

Facing Sun Xiuqing's eyes on the savior, Yu Luocha shivered abruptly.

Without hesitation, he directly said what he had prepared: "Do you know the Western Devil's Cult?"

Seeing Sun Xiuqing nodding, Hei Wu casually said, "What do you think of the position of Dharma Protector?"

Sun Xiuqing was stunned.

Yu Luocha continued: "You can learn this secret book first, and you can choose the resources in the teaching. I will give you 20 years. After 20 years, whether you can stand in front of Fuxue is up to you."

Following Yu Luocha's words, Sun Xiuqing's eyes gradually lit up, and she already understood what Yu Luocha meant.

Only when he grows to the same height, only when he becomes a peerless master, can he stand in front of Ximen Chuuxue like Ye Gucheng, and let him put himself in his eyes again and remember him in his heart.

If you can't be a wife, you can still be a rival.

(Yu Luocha: Shut up! Nonsense! I obviously didn’t mean that!)

This road is difficult, very difficult, but Ximen Chuuxue is the bait hanging in front of her.

Being able to be accepted by Dugu Yihe as a direct disciple, Sun Xiuqing has her own pride, her aptitude is not bad, she can be called Emei Sixiu by the people of Jianghu, not only because of Dugu Yihe's nepotism, but also because of her ability.

The rivers and lakes are so big, and the time is still so long, so why not try harder for Ximen Chuuxue!

In order to let herself stand in front of him again, no matter how difficult it is, she will do her best.

"Okay, I will go to the Western Demon Cult with you!"

The mist moved slowly a few times, seeming very satisfied, and then, the mist floated to the side of the baby's cradle, seeming to be laughing and looking at something, although Sun Xiuqing was still a little worried, but not as scared as before up.

Sure enough, the black mist just looked at the child quietly and did nothing. After a while, the black mist gradually disappeared.

After Yu Luocha left, Sun Xiuqing was stunned for a long time.

It was so long that he shivered from the cold of the night before he woke up and seemed to realize what happened just now. Sun Xiuqing sat on the bed at once, touched the sword in his hand, and stayed there for a long time before crying and laughing shed tears.

The next day, Sun Xiuqing took the child and went down the mountain with a small burden on her back.

Inside Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuuxue looked at the direction Sun Xiuqing left for a long, long time...

Sun Xiuqing walked in the direction indicated by Yu Luocha, and when she reached the location Yu Luocha set, Sun Xiuqing saw the butler of Wanmei Villa, who was standing there quietly, smiling slightly at her.

Sun Xiuqing: "..."

Looking at Sun Xiuqing's leaving back, the butler said to the sudden fog: "In the past 20 years, Ximen has been improving even when she is working hard. With her aptitude, even as an opponent, she will never be able to stand up to the top. in front of Simon."

It's not that I underestimated Sun Xiuqing, it's because their Ximen Chuuxue is too good.

"I don't care if she can stand in front of Ximen or not. What I care about is that someone has finally taken care of the mess of the Western Demon Cult." That mist is Yu Luocha and said indifferently: "This little girl is too stubborn, I It obviously didn't mean that, and I don't know what she was thinking, but she still wanted to fight with Ximen, maybe it was too long?"

The butler smiled helplessly and said, "Didn't you mislead me?"

"What do you mean by my misleading? It's obviously that girl's own imagination. I just want her to take care of the Western religion first. This thing will be handed over to my grandson sooner or later. It's okay to leave it to his mother for a few years." Poor, exactly 20 years later, my grandson will grow up too, and I will give it to him as a toy."

The butler smiled and said, "The little owner will like this gift from you."

"That's right, don't even look at who sent it!"

As if thinking of something, Yu Luocha said again: "Including this girl, isn't there too many Dharma protectors in the sect? That being the case, that action can also be carried out, let's clean up a few first. As for Yu Tianbao, It depends on his own creation."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, he said, "Yes."

Yu Luocha suddenly sighed: "Oh!"

The erratic black mist looked a little scary: "Why do you say that there are not many interesting people in this Jianghu? Everyone is so brainless. The guardians of the Western Demon Cult have a very high starting point. I cover it, and if I work harder, it is not impossible for one person to be under one person and over ten thousand people. You say that money is not easy to spend, or power is not easy to use, she has a hundred ways to get Ximen to notice her, but I chose the hardest one."

Black Mist finally made a conclusion: "What a fool!"

"I hope my eldest grandson won't be like his mother, um, it's not good to be like his father. I don't want to have another grandson who focuses on kendo and doesn't care about anything else. Let's be like me, free and easy, how nice .”

The butler just smiled and watched the black mist churning there by itself, without making a sound.

"By the way, is the little girl Ye Zijing you mentioned reliable? I'm a little worried about handing over my eldest grandson to a stranger like this."

The butler smiled at the black mist, and said: "This is the best choice. The little village owner's mother has gone on for you. It's not a problem that the little village owner doesn't have any female elders to guide him. Those girls in the school, you I also know that I don't feel at ease handing over the small owner to them, although the girls from other families are good, they don't agree with us, and Jing girl is barely a good choice for a short girl to be a general."

Anyway, he grew up under his nose, and the housekeeper knew Ye Zijing's temperament quite well.

"Besides, girl Jing lives in a small town, and it's close to Wanmei Villa, so we can know as soon as anything happens." The housekeeper paused and then said with some meaning: "Also, together There is no rumor about Li, don't worry, everything will be the same as before."

"Understood." Yu Luocha lazily finished, the black mist churned a few times for no reason, and he disappeared completely.

The butler stood alone in this empty hut for a while, then suddenly sighed.