Xiao Xue was confused by all this. If she was in the Crazy Lion Gang, could the aura she felt at that time come from him?
What's going on? He's not Han Feng's, otherwise he might be dead, but the fight just now didn't seem like a sparring match.
It was too hard to think about it. If I didn’t want to think about it anymore, Xiao Xue simply raised the frost sword and pointed it at the man in black robe: "Who are you?"
The man in black robe coughed, looked at Xiao Xue for a long time, and shook his head slightly.
"It doesn't matter who I am now. Take out the other sword. I want to confirm it again."
Confirm? The other sword was left by his mother. What does he want to confirm? Could it be related to his mother?
How could it be possible? If such a powerful person knew his mother, how could the Xiao family let Yun Leng be bullied to the point of almost annihilating the family?
"Tell me first, who are you and why do you know that I have another sword."
The man in black robe held his forehead and shook his head, as if to say that this girl is really stubborn.
"Your other sword is the treasure of my sect. Is this answer satisfactory to you?"
The black-robed man's response almost made Xiao Xue's jaw drop in shock. What kind of sect treasure? How could it be possible? That was left by her mother, how could it be someone else's sect treasure?
My mind is even more confused, where are all these things?
Xiao Xue stretched out her hand to stop her, and signaled the man in black robe to think about it, why is this getting more and more chaotic, and who is her mother?
The original owner of this body passed away more than a year later, with only a vague figure in his mind.
Xiao Xue knew that this man had no ill intentions towards her for the time being, so he took out the Thunder Sword from the Najie. The sword's body flashed with lightning, and the lines on the sword's body were clearly visible.
"You mean the Thunder Sword is your sect's treasure? How do I know what you are saying is true?"
The expression in the eyes of the man in black robe when he saw Thunder Sword would not lie. He did know him, and he had a special feeling for Thunder Sword, because the moment the man in black robe saw Thunder Sword, his whole body was filled with emotion.
Removed everything.
Her eyes stayed on the Thunder Sword, and her body slowly walked over unconsciously. Xiao Xue was a little at a loss, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.
The man in black robe walked up to Xiao Xue and stretched out his hand to touch the Thunder Sword. Xiao Xue had woken up from the daze just now.
He took a few steps back with the Thunder Sword and said quietly: "If you have something to say, just say it and don't think about anything else. This is the only relic left by my mother to me."
Xiao Xue's words completely shocked the man in black robe, and tears filled his eyes unconsciously.
"What did you say, she's dead?"
The man in black robe looked disbelieving, showing a sense of sadness that could not be faked.
Xiao Xue could clearly feel that this person knew his mother?
"My mother passed away after I was born, leaving only two things. The Thunder Sword was left to me."
The man in black robe shed painful tears and murmured to himself: "Sister, brother is late. I have been looking for you for so many years, but what I got is the news that you are dead. I can't forgive you."
What, brother? Sister? Wait, if he calls his mother sister, isn’t he his uncle?
We can also learn from the words of the man in black robe that of course the mother disappeared with the Thunder Sword. The man in black robe in front of her has been looking for her, but there is no news about her mother.
The man in black robe slowly took off the black hat on his head, revealing a middle-aged man with a slight beard who looked young.
"What's your name?" The man in black robe wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Xiao Xue and asked.
Xiao Xue didn't know what to do for a moment: "My name is Xiao Xue!"
The man in black robe muttered Xiao Xue's name and sighed: "Sure enough, you and your mother look exactly the same, and both have the word snow in their names."
My father never mentioned my mother's past, let alone my mother's name. Now I know that my mother's name also has the word "snow" in it. What's going on?
Xiao Xue looked at the man in black robe curiously, wanting to get more answers from his mouth.
"Girl, can you show me the Thunder Sword?"
She didn't know what she was willing to do, but Xiao Xue seemed to believe what the man in front of her said and didn't step away like before, holding up the Thunder Sword with both hands.
The man in black robe tremblingly took the thunder sword from Xiao Xue's hand and slowly turned around and walked towards the stone direction of the platform.
Erha reminded from the side: "Miss, aren't you afraid that he will run away with the sword?"
Although Xiao Xue was not sure, she still said: "I believe him. The feelings he showed just now are not fake."
"Hey, Miss, you are too easy to trust."
The man in black robe sat on a stone and gently touched the Thunder Sword with his fingers, carefully touching every inch from the tip to the hilt, for fear of breaking the sword in his hand.
Xiao Xue slowly walked over and stood beside the man in black robe. Seeing the man in black robe's love for the Thunder Sword, she knew that this man could be trusted.
"Xue'er, can I call you this?"
As an elder, of course it is okay to call me this way.
The man in black robe pointed at another stone and motioned for Xiao Xue to sit down.
"Sit down, there's no need to be so restrained."
Xiao Xue felt that it was a bit unexpected. Suddenly there was an additional relative, which was indeed a bit hard to accept.
"You are an elder, of course you can."
Xiao Xue sat down and responded to the black-robed man's question.
The man in black robe finally showed a smile. The sadness he felt just now was real, and the two traces of tears on his cheeks were clearly visible.
It's not the death of an important relative, I'm afraid it's hard to pretend.
Xiao Xue looked at the man in black robe still stroking the Thunder Sword and asked cautiously.
"Do you know my mother? Just now you said she was your sister?"
Xiao Xue looked at the man in black robe with doubtful eyes. The man in black robe put the thunder sword on his knees and looked at the girl who looked exactly like his sister.
The man in black robe sighed: "Yes, you look exactly like your mother. I won't admit it. What's more, you also have the Thunder Sword. I believe that except your mother, she will not give it to anyone else."
He had never seen his mother, and there was only a vague afterimage in the original owner's mind. His face could not be seen clearly. He only knew that his mother was very gentle.
"Then you are my uncle?"
The man in black robe smiled and nodded.
Xiao Xue, who was still not used to it, called her uncle a little stiffly. After all, no relatives from her mother's side had been here since she was a child. The sudden appearance of an uncle was more or less a kind of pressure.
But the man in black robe smiled. The sound of uncle was like a long-lost friendly voice, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
"Xue'er, how did your mother die?"
Xiao Xue only heard from her father that her mother fell ill and died more than a year after giving birth to her.
Xiao Xue told the strange uncle in front of her exactly what her father had told her.
The man in black robe sighed again: "I have already said that I will stay in the family, but she naturally likes to travel. It's a pity that we never saw her again for the last time."
The sadness of the man in black robe came from deep in his heart, and the sadness of losing a loved one made the man in black robe's voice hoarse.