The old sword master stood beside Lu Tianlin, and his heart was as surprised as the Destruction Sword Saint. This disciple himself knew best, but now he has become so powerful, it can be imagined that his cultivation has never stopped over the past year, and it is not enough to be able to reach this level. It requires the adjustment of sword and blood, and continuous adjustment to be carried out.
At this moment, the doors and windows were all damaged, and there was a clear view inside and outside the room. There were more than 30 black-clothed killers outside. Seeing the young men in black standing in the room like a god, and the two groups of killers who were acting first were already in different places. They did not dare to act rashly for a while. They were angry before and took action half a step late, but now they are extremely lucky.
However, Lu Ming did not intend to give them a chance to go back, otherwise there would be another wave in the shortest time. After this matter is over, Lu Ming must find the person who issued the task as soon as possible to resolve the problems.
This conclusion flashed through Lu Ming's heart in an instant, and the sword in his hand shook slightly, jumped out of the room, and rushed into the killer crowd.
The killers saw a few people in the room appearing almost suddenly, especially the two old men, who exuded a flowing smell all over their bodies, and they were obviously powerful people. Moreover, the young man in black holding a sword had even more terrifying combat power. He was planning to retreat, but he found that he was half a step late again.
"Tomorrow!" At this time, Lu Tianlin finally saw who the young man in black was. His eyes that were gradually lost in their minds instantly burst into an astonishing light and stood up "instantly". However, seeing Lu Ming jumped into the killer group alone, he raised his hand, as if he was afraid of losing it again, and actually ran over without hesitation.
The Destruction Sword Saint gently stopped him and said, "Don't worry, wait a moment, you father and son have time. Letting him solve these killers now is also a kind of training for him."
Of course, Lu Tianlin believed in the Destruction Sword Saint, nodded his head like a conditioned reflex, but his eyes were inseparable from his son no matter what.
The Sword Saint of Destruction shook his head and sighed secretly: "I just give you peace of mind. Your son, even I don't feel him lurking in. Is it still lacking training?"
Lu Tianlin stared at Lu Ming tightly. He could not hear anything. He ignored the blood that flew out of the killers. There was only Lu Ming in his eyes, but his eyes kept moving with his body. However, he found that the speed of his eyes moving was not as fast as his son's entire body. In just a moment, he felt dizzy.
When Lu Ming walked back from the courtyard with his sword, the old man could no longer control himself. He threw his big feet away almost madly, and then hugged Lu Ming tightly, repeating constantly: "Son! Son! You are finally back!"
Lu Ming's sword was bleeding, and there was blood on his body, but it was not his, but the old man didn't care at all and just hugged him like that.
"Father, your son is unfilial, which makes you old... worry."
With a clang, the sword that Lu Ming could hold at any time fell to the ground at this moment, and he hugged his father tightly on his shoulder.
In an instant, an existence called family affection filled the entire room.
Leng Jian, Nangong Huajian, Zhuoligetu and Qing'er all came with their swords. They saw blood and corpses all over the ground. When they saw the man in black dressed in the killer uniform in the room, the huge bloody smell made them all instinctively draw the sword as fast as possible, and they formed the formation of the seven-section Zhenwu formation.
Zhuoligetu's eyes were narrowed tightly, holding the giant sword with his left hand, firmly erecting it in front of his chest. He looked at the back and felt the murderous aura that made people fall into an ice cave. Cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. He felt the pressure, unprecedentedly powerful pressure, and the body that was much smaller than himself was like a mountain, pressing tightly on his shoulders.
This killer is so powerful! Zhuoligetu's throat rolled for a moment, but he still couldn't breathe.
Leng Jian's cold face was covered with frost, like a person who was frozen to death by the cold. His ruthless eyes had already shown a decisive look, but he knew that even if he fought to the death, he could not defeat him.
Nangong Huajian's face was calm, and his slightly stubble seemed a little vicissitudes, giving people more sense of ordinaryness. His handsome face also made people feel very ordinary. This is an illusion, a breath that can only be possessed after experiencing many things and being completely restrained.
Nangong Huajian was holding a sword in his left hand and his steps were also standing casually. However, invisibly, he was standing on the formation gate of the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation. If someone wanted to use him as a breakthrough, he could try the results of his hard practice of the left-hand sword for a year.
Just as the three of them were determined to fight to the death, Qing'er suddenly screamed: "Young Master!"
She was shouting for such surprise and so heartbreaking. It also made Lu Ming's ears tremble, and he couldn't help looking back.
"Lu Ming?"
"Is it Lu Ming?"
"Ah! My brother, it's really you! You want to make me want to die!"
The other three were shocked. Their hands that had been tempering their swords for many years could no longer be controlled. When they realized that something was wrong, they instantly pulled away their swords and surrounded them all.
It was not until this time that the old man was willing to let go of his son, holding his shoulders firmly with both hands, and looking at him with surprise eyes: "Tomorrow, you have lost weight and darkness, but you have become stronger! OK! Good to come back! Good to come back! Hahahaha..."
A year later, Lu Tianlin's hearty laughter filled the entire room again.
Qing'er could no longer suppress the tears that were wandering around her eyes, and she was flowing out like a flood with the gates open. She cried and said, "Young Master, you are back... It's so good. We have traveled to most of the empires and can't find you anywhere. Master... After you disappeared, you were seriously ill, and almost... I almost... After the master recovered from illness, he started looking for you, and now he is still sending people to look for you..."
Qing'er was sobbing that she couldn't continue to say anything, so she burst into tears. The collision between the sadness and the surprise in front of her made people heart-wrenching. Everyone was surprised and happy when they saw Lu Ming coming back. When she was exaggerated, her nose felt a little sour.
Zhuoligetu took a deep breath and said, "My brother, you don't know how much we miss you in the past year. Just like the eagle on the grassland, losing its eyes! Alas! Later, I found out that you had a war with the Saint, and we went to search there for five days, but except for two broken swords, we found nothing. Later, Leng Jian gave up the trial, but he couldn't find you anywhere."
"If I can't find you again, I will kill that villain." Leng Jian said coldly.
Qing'er suddenly laughed and said, "But we got a news that when the villain was seriously injured and ran away, he was stopped by a group of robbers. Because he had no money, he was interrupted by a hand."
"Yes, this is the only news I have received in the past year that makes people feel a little comfortable." Nangong Huajian smiled calmly.
Imagine the feeling of everyone when they are looking for themselves, Lu Ming felt a series of touching hearts. He was not good at speaking and said, "Thank you so much for these times."
"What's the hard work? Not the hard work!" Zhuo Ligetu smiled, "Apart from you, everything is very good here. Our Zhenwu Seven-Sealing Formation has also made some progress. If you don't come back, we will stay forever!"
Lu Ming knew that there was no need to say anything between good brothers, and they had been protecting their father during this period, which was an unanswerable relationship.
Moreover, Lu Ming could feel that these brothers had increased their sword realm over the past year, and their momentum and mood became more stable. If you have time, you can teach them some sword skills to strengthen themselves.
Everyone has sword techniques. If used properly, it will be very powerful. After all, any set of sword techniques has been carefully considered. What Lu Ming wants to teach them is actually just a right medicine and a sword technique that is more suitable for them.
When Lu Ming returned, everyone naturally had a hot chat, but no matter how many words were, they could not fully express the strength of family and friendship. Lu Ming deeply felt everyone's feelings for him and his sword heart was also trembling.
Everyone in the room talked to each other, as if they met again in the end. As for those killers, the Lord of Tiandu City naturally came to deal with it. He had dealt with this kind of thing several times during this period, but he had strengthened the whole city's vigilance and still had no effect. In the end, he had to play the role of a corpse collector.
"Son, where have you been going this year? Why don't you send a message to your family?" Lu Tianlin kept holding Lu Ming's hand, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear again.
Lu Ming had completely recovered his memory and told everyone about the situation at that time. Everyone was frightened and surprised when they heard it.
"So you have lost your memory. No wonder you, but it seems that Dad's old bone is still useful!" Lu Tianlin was extremely worried at first, then laughed, and then said, "The people in that village are good. I want to thank them well. Well, I have to thank them again."
Lu Ming suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I got married when I lost my memory and had a son named Doudou."
"Married? Have children?" Lu Tianlin was shocked: "So, I not only found my son, but also my grandson?"
"Wow! The young master is so amazing. There will be a young master so soon." Qing'er cheered and jumped.
"Yes." Lu Ming smiled and nodded.
"Good boy!" Lu Tianlin patted his son's shoulder, and then said with a serious expression: "When you got married, you were in memory. No one despised you. We have to take people back quickly. We can't leave them aside and worry about you. We are not allowed to do things like new things, and we are tired of the old and we cannot do it." (To be continued.)