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Chapter 198 Su Ye Liguang (asking for a monthly ticket)(1/3)

The reed-covered fields were covered with blood-stained weapons, some of which were broken and some were abandoned, just like their masters, who had been born for some reason or died for some reason.

"Child, what's your name?"

The old man with white hair held his hands and stood on the battlefield. His feet were covered with blood, but the old man's clothes were spotless and his shoes were not stained with blood.

"Who are you?"

He was only 9 years old, but was forced to go to the battlefield. He fought hard but was still defeated.

He was hit in the head and fell into a coma.

I don’t know if he was lucky, but he was suppressed by the enemy’s corpse and escaped because of his petite figure.

However, he was still discovered and was discovered by the old man in front of him.

"I'm a knife without my master."

He had heard this before: "Am I going to become a slave?"

"No."

The old man said, "I'm looking for students."

"student?"

"you."

The old man: "You are unique and have the talent that will be born among a very small number of people. How about becoming my disciple and leaving here with me?"

There was nothing to hesitate. For him at that time, the only request and doubt might be that.

"Can you have enough food and have a place to live?"

"Oh."

The old man shook his head: "Life is born between heaven and earth, three meals and one sleep is just the basics. Follow me and I will tell you the meaning of existence."

Meeting a teacher is the first time in his life that he understands what "pursuing" is.

"You are my first student."

After some more days, the old man brought a girl again. He said to Long Guixiang: "From today, this child will be your junior sister."

"Girl, call me senior brother."

"Hello, senior brother."

In this way, the old man brought back one junior brother after another. Long Guixiang was the oldest and their eldest brother.

General Dong Li Xueshan Xianzhai was the last person brought back by the old man, and he was also the junior brother of the thirteen.

Compared with Long Guixiang, who has achieved nearly a hundred years of attainment, Li Xueshan Xianzhai has only studied under his teacher for decades.

"Junior sister..."

The girl is blind, but she never needs anyone to take care of her, and she can even take care of her teacher and Long Gui's hometown in turn.

With her, Long Gui's life gradually changed and was no longer boring.

"Why are senior brother so diligent? Do you want to defeat someone or want to become stronger?"

Long Guixiang never considered the girl's problem. He was just instinctively working hard, but he didn't know what was nearby.

But looking at the smiling face of the junior sister, Long Guixiang suddenly understood.

"I want to protect you."

He is the eldest senior brother and has the responsibility to protect every junior brother and sister.

Why become stronger?

In order to be strong enough to protect your family, the knife in your hand has the meaning of waving it!

After finding his own path, Long Guixiang made rapid progress.

He is the best disciple under the teacher, and as a senior brother, he is overwhelmed with his skills.

"It's almost time."

That day, the old man summoned his disciples who were out and said, "I'm going back, go back to where I came."

“The people here call that place the lost.”

The old man said, "It is my hometown and your hometown."

The teacher asked them if they wanted to go with him.

Among the junior brothers and sisters, some people made a choice, and they wanted to continue to follow the teacher and leave this land.

Long Guixiang did not leave, so he chose to stay.

"Senior Brother is planning to stay?"

The woman was wearing thin clothes, she was holding a bamboo stick, her eyes covered with cloth.

"Um."

Long Guixiang looked at the woman. She was his second junior sister. The second disciple accepted by the teacher was called "Li Bian Azhu", but everyone usually called her "Azhu".

Azhu was born blind and could not see anything. Before meeting her teacher, she begged for a living with her mother.

After my mother died, she was picked up by her teacher and brought back.

"If the eldest brother doesn't go, I won't go."

Azhu has the best relationship with Long Gu’s hometown. If he stays, she will stay.

"I'll stay, too."

"Then I won't leave."

"I have a foundation in the Eastern Empire. If anyone of you wants to become an official, come to me."

"I want to go to the southeast coast."

"Do you plan to go to Tieying?"

“…”

About half of the thirteen disciples chose to stay, while the rest left. They followed the teacher across the ocean and headed to the strange lost land.

‘Looking at the whole life.’

Long Guixiang recalled the past: 'It's wonderful enough...'

"grandfather!"

The wind from the blade slid from behind the neck, and blood splattered.

"don't want!"

Yasha covered her face with both hands and couldn't bear to look.

Rakshasa lowered his head tightly. He had always been calm and did not take everything to heart. But when the old reed's life was hanging on a thread, Rakshasa's mood was finally broken.

If you live in a state of harmony, if you are not willing to bear it, you will be in trouble with your plans.

Whether to take the initiative or take the initiative, the bet is the moment of life and death.

"Why?"

The old reed felt the pain, but it shouldn't be.

How can a person's head fall and heal?

"The power of miracle?!"

He felt a vitality flowing in his body, which continued to flow and repaired the injuries in his body at an astonishing speed.

The old reed touched his neck, and there were no scars there, which were behind his neck, and then he was slanted down.

The scars behind Jianhao were shameful, but Bai Luo cut them on the back of the old reed.

“Why?”

Old Reed held up and asked Bai Luo.

“No reason.”

Bai Luo threw away the broken blade in his hand and said, "The knife is not long enough."

"Enough!"

"Not enough," Bai Luo said: "If the knife could be longer, I really want to cut you."

“…”

Bai Luo overlooked the old reeds kneeling on the beach: "What do you treat your children as? Tools? Or weapons?"

"You said they put you in shame."

"But what just happened," Bai Luo: "Who made who shame?"

"You said I am the king, but have you ever been the king?"
To be continued...
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