Soon, he came to his family.

The Divine Fire stopped about three meters away from the old man, quietly looked at the old man in the wheelchair, and then saluted hard: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

The Divine Fire shouted.

Wang Hushang sat calmly in the wheelchair. Although the divine fire did not wear a battle this time, it made Wang Hushang feel more quiet deeper in his heart.

"Okawa." Shenhuo's mother shouted happily.

Shenhuo smiled excitedly at his mother.

The others were also delighted.

At this time, Wang Huzhan suddenly spoke: "Pingchuan, you left the second division of War Dragon without authorization, joined the so-called Tiandi team, and went to the West to play games. Why didn't you notify grandpa in advance about this?"

"this......"

Hearing grandpa's words, Shenhuo was embarrassed and replied: "Grandpa, the incident happened suddenly, and I still haven't had time to prepare. Sorry, Grandpa, Hirakawa has disappointed you."

Shenhuo thought his grandfather was very angry at his retirement and leaving the second division of Zhanlong.

"disappointment?"

Wang Huzhan said: "When did you disappoint me? Pingchuan, what grandpa wants to say is that you did this very correctly."

Shenhuo was shocked and replied, "Grandpa, don't you blame me?"

Wang Huzhan shook his head: "Someone has to do it. In the team, it is to defend the country. Can't it be impossible if it is not in the team? Traditional martial arts is the essence of my Daxia culture. Protecting traditional martial arts is to protect culture. Culture is the foundation of Daxia's foothold. Why should I blame you?"

"Thank you, Grandpa, Pingchuan will never let you down. Even if you are heartbroken, you will use my fists to set a way forward for traditional martial arts."

Wang Hushang said: "Not only that."

After saying this, Wang Huzhan signaled.

At this time, Shenhuo's sister handed a knife to Wang Hushang with both hands.

Wang Huzhan took the knife and reached out to touch it a few times.

"Hingchuan, do you know what kind of knife this is?"

Divine Fire quietly looked at Wang Hushang.

Wang Hujian sneered: "This is the ghost-killing sword. Back then, on the battlefield of leaving Sichuan, this was seized by your second master and my second brother from the enemy officer. This knife killed 120 enemies. I call it the ghost-killing sword."

The divine fire is very calm.

The next moment, the old man threw the knife to the Divine Fire.

The Divine Fire took it over. It was a steel knife with a very good texture. Although it was not a perfect knife, it was definitely not bad.

Wang Huzhan said: "The descendants of the Wang family, Pingchuan, followed the order!"

"grandfather!"

The Divine Fire suddenly knelt down and held the steel knife of Wang Hushang in his hand.

Wang Huzhan stood up from the wheelchair with the help of several people and said word by word: "This knife suppresses the enemy's ghosts. Grandpa gives you the knife today. You represent traditional martial arts and embark on the Western journey. If you die in battle, you will be the heroes of my Wang family, and the descendants of the descendants will pay tribute to you forever. If you can return alive, my ancestors and ancestors of the Wang family will be very honored."

"Pingchuan, if you fear your head, then don't come back. My king, the grandson who was scared by the enemy."

"Please rest assured grandpa. I would rather die in battle than retreat!" Shenhuo replied.

"I want you to come back alive, can you do it?" Wang Huzhan asked.

"able!"

"Okay, grandpa is waiting to drink your celebration wine. Remember, believe in yourself, believe in traditional martial arts, and believe in the martial arts spirit passed down for five thousand years. As long as the spirit is strong enough, any enemy will be a paper tiger!"

"yes!"

"Study at home for two days, and then go to the battle in two days!"

"Yes, grandpa!"


Chapter completed!