This is a magical world. At the beginning, everyone yearned to become an immortal and live a long life. However, as time went by, there were too few people who could truly become an immortal. Later, gradually,
People have begun to get used to it. Let nature take its course. If you can cultivate and become an immortal, it is certainly the best. If you cannot cultivate, you can just live an ordinary life and make yourself as comfortable as possible.
Of course, there are also some who cannot cultivate, but they are not willing to live an ordinary life. They begin to think about how to become more like a person who has become an immortal. Therefore, with the efforts of countless people, in addition to
In addition to those who practice Taoism, a kind of person gradually emerged, that is, those who practice martial arts.
There are almost no restrictions for those who practice martial arts. As long as you work hard and struggle, you will definitely succeed. Similarly, in the eyes of cultivators, those who practice martial arts are just a group of mortals with relatively developed muscles.
Stan Star is located in a mountain villa relatively far away from the big city in Baiji County, China.
"Watch the move, return to the sky and fall wild geese!" Amidst the flashing sword light, a heroic young man suddenly jumped up high, and the tip of the sword began to tremble irregularly, bringing up a series of afterimages, facing a person on the ground.
The middle-aged man attacked fiercely.
Looking at the young man leaping high from the front, he looks about twenty-one or twelve years old, and he has a rather handsome look, but his face is a little more childish; but his pair of big eyes are indeed very handsome.
God, especially when he is focused, his eyes are like sharp swords, and his deep pupils are full of perseverance; his slightly dark skin is his pride, which is the result of his long years of practicing martial arts;
With a slim figure and a height of 1.75 meters, he exudes the unique vitality and vitality of young people.
"Okay! Ming'er, your afterimage swordsmanship has surpassed my father in terms of moves! But..." A majestic middle-aged man's eyes shrouded in the young sword light burst out with a burst of brilliance and then continued: "Give me a move."
Jian Wentian!" After saying that, the long sword in his hand, like a poisonous snake, appeared on the hilt of the young man without any sign. Although the young man's moves were exquisite, but the middle-aged man's long sword
With one pick, the long sword in his hand was knocked to the ground by the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man is the owner of Donglin Villa, Situ Fengling. He is about forty years old. He is extremely skilled in martial arts and can be called the overlord of the party. People in the world even nicknamed him Sword Ba Donglin! He is currently fighting against him.
It was his son Situ Ming who had his weapon knocked away. After his son's weapon was knocked away, Situ Fengling also stopped attacking, and then said to his son: "Ming'er, now your sword move
You have surpassed being a father, but your internal strength is still not enough. In the future, you can relax a little more when doing sword moves and leave more time to cultivate your internal strength. As long as you practice more, with your diligence, you will definitely become a leader among the younger generation.
The best!" After saying this, Situ Fengling put away his weapon and looked at his son with a smile.
"Yes, father, the child must practice hard!" After picking up the long sword, Situ Ming secretly gritted his teeth and then said resolutely. In fact, he was very strange in his heart. He had been practicing very hard.
It can be seen that his sword skills surpass his father's, but why is his internal strength so slow to practice? With his diligence, he should be far beyond his peers, but from his father's tone, he is still
It can be heard that his internal strength is only average among his peers, and it seems that he needs to work harder.
"Master, master! Something bad has happened!" Suddenly, the old housekeeper rushed to the small courtyard where Situ and his son were practicing, and shouted in panic.
"Yi Song, what happened? Why are you in such a panic?" Situ Fengling frowned and looked at Yi Song, the butler who had been with him for thirty years, and asked with slight surprise. After all, the three
In the past ten years, he had never seen Yi Songhui be so panicked, but he really couldn't think of anything big that could happen to Donglin Villa.
"Master, it's Lord Zhuang, Lord Zhuang is here!" Yi Song said after taking a breath.
"Oh, it's Lao Zhuang who's here. Look at how panicked you are. Could it be that Lao Zhuang is here to fight for me? Haha, since he's here, that little girl Qiaolian should also be here, as well as my sister-in-law!"
Situ Feng raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile. Situ Ming next to him was also happy. Uncle Zhuang is here, and Qiao Lian will definitely come too. He can see the lovely Qiao Lian again.
However, before Situ and his son were overjoyed, Yi Song gasped and said: "Sir, Cangsong Castle has been destroyed, and Lord Zhuang is seriously injured at the moment, and Mrs. Zhuang is also dead! Lord Zhuang and
Miss Qiaolian escaped to Donglin Villa under the protection of many dead soldiers. If it weren't for the guards to come to the rescue, I'm afraid the Lord of the Villa wouldn't be here now!"
"What, Cangsong Fort was destroyed, what's going on, where is Lao Zhuang, where is he?" Situ Feng was silently startled, and asked hurriedly to Yi Song. He knew Zhuang Liangxiang's skills very well,
Even though he can beat him by a small amount, he will have to pay a heavy price.
"Madam has arranged for the master of the village to be sent to the wing to rest, and has also ordered someone to invite the doctor!" Yi Song replied quickly.
"Second room!" When Situ Fengling heard this, he stretched out his body, and he didn't care about the rules. He left the courtyard door alone and ran up the wall. Then he showed off his Qinggong and rushed towards the wing.
Go. Later, Situ Ming also followed anxiously. Uncle Zhuang was seriously injured. He didn't know how Qiaolian was doing. At this moment, Situ Ming was filled with thoughts of Qiaolian and was worried that she was also hurt.
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Situ and his son soon arrived at the wing. As soon as they entered the room, they saw a girl of eighteen or nineteen looking tearfully at a middle-aged scholar lying on the bed who was listless and seemed to have fallen into a coma.
He kept mumbling to himself.
"Old Zhuang!" Situ Fengling arrived in front of the bed in one stride and looked at his old friend who had known him for more than 20 years, but now he was seriously injured.
"Uncle Situ!" After Zhuang Qiaolian saw Situ Fengling, she touched the tears on her cheeks and called softly. Then she knelt down and said to Situ Fengling: "You must help my mother avenge her.
My mother died so miserably!"
"Qiaolian, you get up first. Your father and I are brothers, and his affairs are my affairs. Don't worry, I will definitely help your mother get revenge!" Situ Fengling winked at his son, and then
Said solemnly.
At this time, Situ Ming also hurried over, gently helped Zhuang Qiaolian, and then said: "Qiaolian, don't worry, my father and I will help Aunt Feng get revenge!" Situ has been practicing martial arts hard for more than 20 years.
Ming is not a young man who is good at words. Although he cares a lot about Zhuang Qiaolian, he doesn't know how to express it.
"Master, the four evil spirits of Blood Shadow Jiantu Xiaotu led a large group of people outside the village and asked you to hand over Lord Zhuang and Miss Zhuang. If you don't hand over them, they will bloodbath our Donglin Villa!"
At this time, Yi Song ran over again, looked at Situ Fengling anxiously and said.
"The Four Evils in the Blood Shadow Stream!" Situ Fengling was shocked. He never thought that the ones who destroyed Cangsong Castle would be the most famous Four Evils in the evil path. Who would have thought that the Four Evils in the Xiaotu,
All of them are demons who have been famous for many years. No matter which one of the Four Evils they are, they all have the same strength as Yu. I heard that Wu Tian, the eldest of the Four Evils, is a master among masters. I am definitely not him.
It seems that Donglin Villa will also be destroyed by their opponents.
"Ming'er, you're lucky enough to take good care of Qiaolian and your Uncle Zhuang here. I'll go and meet the Four Evils of Xiaotu!" Situ Feng Ling knew that he was defeated, but as the owner of Donglin Villa, he
He is also the overlord of one party, so he absolutely cannot retreat.
"Father, I will go with you! I want to avenge Uncle Zhuang and vent my anger on Qiaolian!" Situ Ming heard that his father also went to fight the enemy by himself, and he immediately spoke. Situ Ming is not afraid of tigers, even if he is a newborn calf, after hearing
After the enemies who seriously injured Uncle Zhuang actually came to visit him, the blood in his heart rushed to his forehead as he was not good at words, and he wanted to fight with them.
"No need, you can't be of much help even if your strength is gone. Just take good care of Qiaolian and your Uncle Zhuang here. If anything happens, I will inform you!" Situ Feng said shakingly,
Then he took the butler and went out.
Seeing his father not taking him, Situ Ming seemed a little downcast. However, he soon gave up the frustration. Although he was not good at words, he turned to Zhuang Qiaolian and said: "Qiaolian, don't worry, there is
If my father takes action, those Four Evils in the Sky will never come back!" Maybe he had too few contacts, and Situ Ming had an inexplicable trust and dependence on his father.
"Yes!" Zhuang Qiaolian responded softly. Although she could also feel the concern from Situ Ming, at this moment, her father was seriously injured and her mother died, and her heart felt so tired! Then, she looked at it sadly
My father was lying on the bed, but his dead mother kept appearing in his mind, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down again.
Situ Ming next to him saw Zhuang Qiaolian's tears flowing out again. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to say or do. Just at this time, Zhuang Liangxiang also woke up leisurely, pale.
After seeing Situ Ming, his face suddenly turned red, as if a strong man had just drank a jar of Shaodaozi wine. At the same time, he said with some difficulty: "Ming'er, you... where is your father?