My godfather drank Feng Yi and Lao's filial piety wine. When he was drunk, he said the truth: "You are just not attentive when you are young. Otherwise, if you learn all my books, our subject may prosper. What a pity..."
He was sighing, but Old Feng Yi smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. I have gained a lot from this trip. I have understood a lot of things and invited a helper. Our school will really flourish in the future. []"
"Who is it?" Godfather felt something was wrong, but saw Feng Yi whistling, and a person fell from the roof, and even broke several pieces of the roof tiles.
When the godfather saw it, he got angry and said, "How long have you been hiding it? Isn't this demolishing my room?"
The one who fell off was also a little bit young, with the same spirit as Mr. Feng Yi. He was a little taller and a little whiter. The little guy nodded and said, "I, I am a famous young hero in the world, the sword of the sword."
Xue Qingping is me. I and Feng Yi have been worshipping each other. From now on, I will be a brother who shares life and death. Mr. Yi said that his godfather is also my godfather, so he asked me to worship him, godfather..."
When my godfather saw this posture, he waved his hand and helped Xue Qingping up, and then said happily: "I, old Feng, can't afford to support you two young masters. Old Yi, I said, old Yi, you are my father and my real father.
, while I haven't died yet, leave!"
This time, Mr. Feng Yi's godfather was really angry. After driving Mr. Feng Yi away, he never appeared again. Later, some people said that he died of old age in a foreign land.[]
But Mr. Feng Yi walked along with Xue Qingping from then on. The two became a good brother who was beaten to death and never separated. For a moment, he caused countless storms on the Wuao Continent.
Speaking of Xue Qingping, his origin is not simple. He was originally a descendant of the famous Xue family in the past. He was gifted and was guided by famous teachers since he was a child. He was in the limelight when he first entered the world.
But Xue Qingping himself actually has an unspeakable past. The Xue family disappeared for no reason on the mainland, but encountered a massacre of family destruction. He was the only one who survived and was taken away from the mainland by his master to raise him.
Because the bloody case that year was a mystery, his father was duel and died in a desperate situation. However, his widowed mother encountered a bizarre fire and was buried in the fire scene.
The most bizarre thing is that no servant appeared in the Xue Mansion at the time of the incident. It was undoubtedly because the arsonist sent the servants of the Xue Mansion in advance, which led to such a tragedy. But what is even more strange is that no one went there afterwards in the martial arts world.
Inquiring about this unsolved case has become a strange story on the Wuao Continent.
Later, more than ten years later, Xue Qingping, the young man, returned to the mainland and unfolded a wonderful legend. Not only did he find out the mastermind of the bloody case, but he also avenged his parents, but he was the last one to face the culprit of that year.
When he was hesitant.
Because that person was the biological father of his favorite daughter, everything became a tangled past. Regarding the ending of the story, many years later, people are saying that the boy made the most difficult decision, that is forgiveness.
But, is this really the case?
As one of the parties involved, Mr. Feng Yi clearly witnessed the real scene back then. [Ye*] [*]
When Xue Qingping faced the woman who was blocking the enemy who killed his father, all kinds of reluctance flashed across his face, and hesitated. Finally, he put down the sword that was raised in the air, then reached out and pulled the other party up, holding it in the arms.
He said softly in his arms: "So you have been following me for this, and since that's how I can still do this."
Then, just as the other person's face was filled with tears, Xue Qingping's knife penetrated her father's chest like lightning...
So, this is the real fact. Xue Qingping became a demon and controlled the direction of things. He imprinted his myth firmly on the continent, but gave up the blood behind it.
There is a separation between the truth and the fairy tale.
Later, Xue Qingping disappeared, and Mr. Feng Yi became alone.
All the joy and nonsense turned into yellow flowers the next day, and stimulated Mr. Feng Yi, who had a headache after waking up from drunkenness every night.
Sometimes he hated Xue Qingping, sometimes he missed the past. He tried to return to his old career and be a heartless person, but he found that his life had long been full of regrets.
Until one day, he heard a news from Xuandao that someone who was taking risks in the Wuji Sea said that he saw a young man similar to Xue Qingping, carrying a sharp long sword, and breaking into the Xuandao that no one can enter without entering.
He suddenly realized what he should do. He felt that someone had to pay for his abandoned life, so Mr. Feng Yi also embarked on the journey towards Xuandao.
Although he had been wasting a lot of time, he still walked into the entrance of the Xuandao step by step. Fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Fifty years later, Mr. Feng Yi's appearance has not changed. When he challenged the gatekeeper again and again in Xuanmen, he finally discovered an amazing fact.
It turned out that a long time ago, my godfather concealed a fact that their sect is an extraordinary warrior, the Seven-String Sect.
Thanks to his godfather’s advice when he was young, he actually reached the state of mysterious sound that surpassed the peak of the eight poles in these decades, a unique realm of mysterious sound in the world.
This is how the strange voice Feng Yi got his name. In his fiftieth year, he finally conquered Ouyang Ke who was guarding the gate and gloriously wrote his legend on this land.
In two years, he was newly ranked ninth in the list. Old Feng Yi silently told himself that there was an old friend at the end of this mysterious path and he owed him an answer.
Xue Qingping, there will be a period of time later.
After inquiring about the secrets in Mr. Feng Yi's heart, Yue Cangkong finally knew why this person had such a strong obsession in his heart.
It seems that the other party has a constant friendship in his heart that supports him.
For some reason, Yue Cangkong really wanted to meet the legendary Xue Qingping.
As for the old Feng Yi in front of him, Yue Cangqiong planned to trap him here and leave him with a glimmer of hope.
Luo Lan felt his thoughts and knew that she wanted to be kind again and spared the person's life. She smiled and said, "How do you plan to trap him?"
"Of course it's frozen." Yue Cangkong waved his hand and sprayed countless clean water in the green willow bottle, instantly wrapping Feng Yi's body into a ball.
Then he called Bai Yuchuan a secret code. The other party showed his halberd and waved his hand at Old Feng Yi. Immediately, a powerful cold air swept out. In an instant, Feng Yi's body was frozen into ice, and across the sky
He took the opportunity to use spider silk sticking and laid dense spiders, completely trapping Feng Yi Lao here. I believe he will find it difficult for him to come out for a while.
After the arrangement was completed, everyone looked at Yue Cangqiong's masterpiece, but couldn't help but worry: "You might as well kill him if you do this. What if you freeze to death here?"
"How could that be? Let's just keep his old friend Ouyang Ke." Speaking of which, after Ouyang Ke was seriously injured, he was injured in the chariot and he was much healed a lot at this moment.
At this time, Yue Cangkong said he wanted to keep him, but the former gatekeeper smiled bitterly. He walked out of the chariot and said, "It's time to break up. I pity my Ouyang family for several years.
, but now I have become a traitor. I will sooner or later ask you to avenge me."
Yue Cangqiong bowed and said, "I respect you, thank you, and wait for the big trip!"
Then, without talking nonsense, lead everyone on the road again.