"Brother Liang, thank you for saving my father and daughter." Wu Baifeng turned to Liang Shaochong and thanked him.
"Senior, you're welcome. You keep your promise and are a role model for us." Liang Shaochong replied.
"I'm making you laugh. It's unfortunate that such a scum appeared in our family!" Wu Baifeng shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said.
At this time, Wu Qingmei rushed to Wu Baifeng, looked at her father's bloody features, touched the scars on the bones, and couldn't help but choked up: "Father, you have suffered all these years."
Wu Baifeng felt sad in his heart and said: "It's my father's fault! He hasn't taken good care of you for so many years. Come, let your father touch you? See what my daughter looks like!" His eyes had already been gouged out, and he could see
He couldn't see his daughter's face. The outline of his daughter as a child remained in his mind.
Wu Qingmei wiped away the tears on her face, took her father's hands and placed them on her pretty face.
Wu Baifeng's hands, which had been tortured for a long time, were trembling. He carefully touched his daughter's face and kept praising: "My daughter is so beautiful, just like your mother."
Liang Shaochong was deeply moved when he saw Wu Baifeng and his daughter being so affectionate. He remembered that his father had died young, and his grandfather, who had been taking care of him, was imprisoned in her house by Ma Jiangshuang. He didn't know what the situation was like now.
"After handling the matters here, go find Grandpa immediately!" Liang Shaochong became extremely anxious when he thought of this.
After Wu Qingmei choked for a while, she leaned over to pick up the long knife again and said: "Father, let me help you break the iron chain on your body." The long knife flew down like raindrops, the sword light was bright, and the knife chains hit each other.
The sound was as dense as a string of beads.
"Clang!" "Clang!"
The long knives made a crisp sound and suddenly broke apart, but the iron chain was intact.
"Daughter, this iron chain is a high-grade pulse treasure. Only yellow-grade pulse treasures and above can cut it off. Don't bother." Wu Baifeng sighed and said slowly.
"Miss Qingmei, take out the Red Blood Thunder Sword quickly. It can completely cut off the iron chains on the senior's body." Liang Shaochong said hurriedly.
Wu Qingmei's pretty face suddenly twitched, her eyes were full of melancholy, and a flash of heart-wrenching pain flashed in her eyes, and she said: "Mr. Liang, I'm sorry. I lost the Red Blood Thunder Sword.
"
"What did you say?"
Liang Shaochong also felt nervous and asked.
Wu Qingmei took out a note from her pocket, handed it to Liang Shaochong, and said regretfully: "Since you gave the Red Blood Thunder Sword to me, I have hidden it in a very secret place. But yesterday, I
After receiving a note, I discovered that the Red Blood Thunder Sword had been stolen."
Liang Shaochong unfolded the note and saw it read: "If you want to get back the Red Blood Thunder Sword, Liang Shaochong must participate in the martial arts competition in three days."
The note was unsigned, but the handwriting was beautiful, and you could tell it was written by a woman.
"Who is it?" Liang Shaochong tore up the note. His clear eyes suddenly seemed to turn into two sharp swords, and his uncontrollable anger rushed straight to his forehead.
A few days ago, Wu Qinghong also received a note and brought his master Chen Muji to ask for the Red Blood Thunder Sword. Now, with the same note, he stole his Red Blood Thunder Sword.
.
Who has been secretly working against him?
Who did I offend? Why did that person deliberately make things difficult for me?
Liang Shaochong never guessed who it was?
Those who had conflicts with him had already been killed by him.
"Is it Qiu Yuxue from the Yamo Sect?" Thinking of this, Liang Shaochong suddenly thought of the black-robed woman who escaped. But then, Liang Shaochong shook his head again, thinking that this black-robed woman was also impossible...
Although Qiu Yuxue met him several times, he had always covered his face at that time. Qiu Yuxue didn't know who she was at all. How could she find him?
Just when Liang Shaochong was worrying about the lost pulse treasure, suddenly a ray of light flashed in his mind. He remembered the terminally ill girl and remembered that the other party once wanted to give him a pulse treasure. He felt happy and said: "Senior Wu
, Miss Qingmei, don’t worry. Wait for me here, I know someone who still has a pulse treasure, maybe she is willing to lend it to me."
"Really!" Wu Qingmei was also delighted.
Liang Shaochong nodded and said: "I once saved this person's life. She said she wanted to give me a high-grade Huangpin pulse treasure, but I refused. I will go over and borrow it from her now, and she will probably agree.
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"Then you go back quickly, my father and I are waiting for you here?" Wu Qingmei nodded in surprise.
"Brother Liang, you should be more careful along the way." Wu Baifeng also ordered.
After all, in a small place like Jingchu Town, even a low-level Huangpin Pulse Treasure would cause a huge sensation, let alone an upper-level Huangpin Pulse Treasure, which would cause a bloody storm.
For it, many practitioners will fight to the death.
"Thank you, Senior Wu, for your concern. I'll be careful next time." Liang Shaochong said goodbye to Wu Baifeng and his daughter, and ran towards the inn in the town like a flying swallow across the water.
When he first arrived at the inn, he found that it was full of people. Looking at the decorations of these people, almost all of them were cultivators. Liang Shaochong was also stunned. He didn't understand that so many cultivators had come to the inn in just one day.
Liang Shaochong went directly to the shopkeeper and after inquiring, he found out that the terminally ill girl in blue had left early this morning because of something urgent.
"Why are you leaving? Didn't she say she would wait for me for a day? If I don't ask her for anything within a day, will she leave?" Liang Shaochong immediately became depressed.
"By the way, you are Mr. Liang Shaochong Liang!"
The shopkeeper opened his dizzy eyes, looked at Liang Shaochong up and down for a while, and then asked slowly.
Liang Shaochong nodded and asked curiously: "I am the shopkeeper. How do you know my name?"
"It's like this. When the young lady left, she left a bundle with me. She said that if a young man comes to see her, she will give this bundle to him. If he doesn't come, let the old man take it for her.
Keep it for one year, and then she will ask someone to come and pick it up." The shopkeeper said slowly.
Liang Shaochong was overjoyed and asked: "Where is it? Take that thing out quickly."
"You wait first, I'll be back as soon as I can." The shopkeeper opened the door curtain and walked towards the inner hall.
After a while, the shopkeeper came out with a baggage in his hand and handed it to Liang Shaochong.
Liang Shaochong took the baggage and found that it was wrapped in a woman's silk and satin. He held it in his hand and it felt very soft, and bursts of intoxicating fragrance came out of the baggage.
Liang Shaochong was so anxious that he didn't pay attention to this at all. He touched the baggage and found that there was indeed a hard object inside, about seven meters long and shaped like a dagger.
"It turns out that this high-grade Huangpin pulse treasure is something like a dagger." Liang Shaochong breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to open it in front of the shopkeeper for fear of attracting prying eyes, so he immediately said goodbye to the shopkeeper and walked out the door.