While the sword energy was flowing vertically and horizontally, turbulent ripples were slanting in all directions.
Place yourself in the center of the battlefield.
Wang Defa's vision was blurred. Apart from the strong wind blowing in his face, there was only a long-lasting roar in his ears.
At this moment——
Even ordinary herdsmen several kilometers away felt a sharp aura passing by them instantly.
Everyone looked in the direction of the Salt Lake in unison.
What is unexpected is.
The strange thundercloud that was suspended over the Salt Lake just now has now been punched through a hole on the spot.
The heavy rain in the sky suddenly stopped at this moment.
On the lawn beside the salt lake.
The dazzling green light gradually dimmed, and the roaring noise also disappeared without a trace.
Reluctantly opening his eyes, Wang Defa glanced around.
Under the soft moonlight.
The grass beside the lake was covered with corpse fragments left by the freaks, but the old man was nowhere to be seen.
"Old man..."
He quickly got up and looked around.
Wang Defa shouted anxiously: "Damn it, where are you? Don't scare me... I, I have no relatives anymore... old man!!"
The next moment——
A flash of cyan light slowly fell from the sky.
The Qinglian Sword Immortal hung down, holding the dying old man in his arms.
"grandfather?!"
By the moonlight.
Wang Defa immediately stumbled forward.
Qinglian Sword Immortal landed on one foot and put the old man in his arms gently on the grass with an expressionless expression.
The calm lake surface is calm and calm.
The grass was stained with the monster's blood and leftover rainwater.
The old man in front of him looked even older than before.
The cascade of white hair that had just appeared on the top of his bald head was gone, and his body was so dry that his skin was so loose that it seemed like all the essence of life had been drained out of him in an instant.
"Old man, it's okay..."
Holding back tears.
Wang Defa seemed at a loss and said with a forced smile: "Let's go home right now... I cooked porridge, damn, no matter what I say this time, I will also ask those herdsmen for a piece of lamb chop as a favor...
.At least I can replenish your body and help you get better soon..."
"Silly boy, it's useless."
Drooped eyelids.
The old man collapsed in his grandson's arms, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Grandpa is old and should have rested long ago... From now on, you have to live strong alone..."
He was suddenly startled.
Wang Defa gritted his teeth, lowered his head and remained silent.
In fact, he already had a premonition in his heart, but he was just unwilling to accept the cruel reality in front of him.
That last sword blow just now.
The old man forcibly used the Wang family's secret technique, and at the cost of his own lifespan, he activated the "Heritage Arms" to unleash a blow that surpassed the "Super Level" combat power.
This single blow drained all the energy in his body.
The old man in front of him was already low on energy and blood. After this battle, his life was already hanging by a thread. Coupled with the injury of his broken arm, it was impossible to save his life even by feeding him dragon meat.
The elimination of life and death is a foregone conclusion!
"Damn, why..."
He slumped to the ground helplessly.
His shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, Wang Defa lowered his head and two lines of hot tears had already burst into his eyes.
"Why don't you, old guy, just listen to my advice?!"
Clench your teeth hard.
Wang Defa burst into tears and cursed: "Why do you have to meddle in these nosy things? How can you pretend to be a hero when you are so old? We can just live our own lives well. Why do we have to ask for trouble?!"
"The reason, you should know..."
The big wrinkled hand slowly raised, tremblingly wiping away the tears on the cheeks of the crying boy in front of him.
Grinning.
The old man whispered feebly: "Who made us the 'sons of the grassland'..."
Startled slightly.
Wang Defa was stunned.
Feeling the warmth of the fingers next to his cheek, no matter how many complaints he had, it felt like a lump in his throat at this moment.
The so-called "son of the grassland" has never been just talk.
Refined self-interest is easy.
Having strength and caring for the world requires more than just courage and responsibility.
The old man in front of me used his own life to interpret all the meaning of this title.
This - this is what Daxia's national night watchman should look like!
"Xiaofazi..."
When he was dying, he used his last strength to hold his grandson's hands tightly.
He gritted his teeth.
The old man whispered: "After I die, Qinglian will be handed over to you..."
There was a pause.
Raising his hand and caressing Wang Deguang's bald forehead again, the angry old man grinned and said with a smile: "Promise me, grandpa, that I will pass it on..."
The words just fell.
The old palm fell slowly from Wang Defa's cheek.
The old man in front of him stopped breathing, and his whole body was so peaceful that he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
"Old man...Grandpa..."
He stood there in a daze.
Staring at the cold old body in his arms, Wang Defa couldn't stop trembling all over, so much so that the old man began to gradually become stiff, and he didn't react for a while.
"Wow~~~"
A shrill cry instantly cut through the night sky over the grassland.
In an instant.
Green light soared into the sky from the old corpse, and the vertical and horizontal sword energy shook the entire world.
Qinglian Sword Immortal leaped into the air.
It circled in the night sky like a shooting star, and the long sound of the sword seemed to be wailing for it, full of heart-stopping sadness.
Boom~~~~
Plunging into Wang Defa's body, Qinglian Sword Immortal didn't hesitate at all, and merged with him after twisting and turning!
Still looking up and wailing.
Wang Defa didn't care at all about the heat all over his body.
A blue sword-shaped tattoo condensed into shape and slowly revealed its clues on his chest.
The next moment——
The sword energy was flowing freely and exploded on the spot.
Along with the corpses of countless freaks, the area within a radius of 500 meters instantly turned into scorched earth.
That night.
The surrounding herdsmen were alarmed by the sudden change from the salt lake area.
Many people organized together and set up torches to go there to see what happened.
But apart from the scorched earth, no extra evidence was left.
From now on.
The Wang family of the City of Divine Horses completely disappeared from the Great Xia Empire.
A pair of bald grandfather and grandson are missing from the grassland, but there is a legendary story of a long-haired swordsman.
The herdsmen living here all know it.
Whenever there is a freak causing trouble on the grassland, the sword fairy with a green sword energy and long black hair like a waterfall will immediately appear on the scene.
No one knows his origins.
All I know is that although he has extraordinary skills, he is always full of foul words, and every time he fights off the monsters, he will lick his face and ask for some favors from the herdsmen.
In fact, I don’t really need much. A pot of home-brewed kumiss is enough...