"Xihua, where are you now? Are you by your side?" Gu Han finally spoke after a long silence.

"I'm not here..." Lucihua replied in a low voice.

"What? Are you still considered my Gu Han's disciple? Is your master's disciple? At such an important moment, why are you not waiting by his side? Where are you now?" Gu Han's voice became angry with anger.

At this moment, Gu Han felt extremely guilty. Because he was in Shanhaiguan, Gu Han could not return to Liu Lei at all. Lu Xihua, the apprentice, naturally became Gu Han's sustenance. Gu Han hoped that when he was not by Liu Lei's side, his apprentice could be with his master's side instead.

"It's not that the disciple doesn't want to be by the Grandpa's side... it's just that some people... it's some people..." Lu Xihua didn't continue, but Gu Han also guessed what Lu Xihua wanted to say. It was nothing more than the Emperor Swords families in Yuzhang City. Seeing that Liu Lei was about to die, Lu Xihua was just an ancient sword-holder. So he started to stumbling over Lu Xihua and blocked Lu Xihua outside the ward with various means, so he did not give Lu Xihua a chance to meet Liu Lei.

"Xihua! You will rush into the hospital with your Jianniang. If anyone dares to stop you, you will use the identity of the Master of Jiange to prohibit him from entering Jiange for the rest of his life. I want to see who dares to joke with his future." Gu Han said directly to Lu Xihua.

"But Master, will this..." Lu Xihua was still a little worried.

"Nothing can happen? Now is the time of crisis. If you don't show the courage of the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, they will think you are a soft persimmon, and they may even bully you in the future."

"There are some old seniors... They blocked the door of the ward of the ancestor's grandfather, I..." Lu Xihua said in embarrassment again. The old seniors she mentioned naturally meant to stop Gu Han from the old men of the Emperor Sword Family, the master of the Sword Pavilion.

"I have my own way for those people. Listen to me..." After Gu Han explained the way to deal with these old men, hesitated for a while and continued to say, "By the way, after the matter is done, don't always stay in Yuzhang City. Go out to accept tasks more often and accumulate sword essence. Strength is the king. If you become the Sword Emperor as soon as possible, then these people will kneel at your feet sooner or later. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Master!" Lu Xihua nodded, and then she rushed directly into the hospital where Liu Lei was, as Gu Han told him. At the entrance of the hospital were a whole row of sword holders.

These sword holders didn't say anything when they saw Lucihua appear, and just blocked Lucihua directly, forming a human wall... These sword holders are sword-level sword holders. It is very simple for them to work together to block an ancient sword-level sword holder.

"Let me listen to me, I'll count three times. If any of you don't let go, I promise you will never be able to enter the Sword Pavilion again!" Lu Xihua said in a cold voice. The sword holders who were blocking her were stunned. After looking at each other for a few glances, one of the sword holders suddenly bent down and began to tie their shoelaces. Xihua also took advantage of the empty space and jumped into the hospital. None of the other sword-level sword holders dared to block Lu Xihua.

"Master Shi Family! It seems that the little guys below you are not brave enough! He didn't stop a little baby." An old man who was the same identity as him said with a smile beside Shi Potian, the head of the Shi family who had once opposed Gu Han.

"Hmph! Haven't those guys in your family also made the way out?" The head of the Shi family glanced at the old man, and then the old god said, "The little guys need to make progress. It is reasonable for them to not be infected. But we old guys have to show our own appearance. I will be like this in my life. Do you still expect to become a spiritual sword-level sword-holder?"

The other old man smiled and said nothing. Shi Potian was right. These old guys have been stuck in the position of famous sword-level sword holders for most of their lives. Jian Su has accumulated more than hundreds of thousands of quarks. The Spirit Sword-level Sword-Girl has tried it all, but she still has not found a sword-Girl who can coordinate with her.

Obviously, they are just famous sword-level sword-holders in their lives, and there is no possibility of further development. In this way, they will not have any desire for the sword pavilion, so they will not be afraid of Lucihua's threat.

"Seniors!" Lucihua walked to these heads of the family and bowed respectfully... Through Lucihua's swollen eyelids and the tears still imprinted on his face, the fool could see that Lucihua had just cried a lot, "Can you let the disciples come in and say a few words to the ancestor grandfather?"

It’s a pity that these families are all guys with iron hearts. How could they be soft-hearted because of Lucihua’s tears? Shi Potian, who had already had a fuss with Gu Han, simply looked at Lucihua with a bad face, "You are not allowed to go in, the chairman did not say he wanted to see you, he was not qualified to go in."

"Please ask for a lot of seniors. Just think that Xihua owes you a favor this time, so please feel free to slide in." Lu Xihua bowed again and said.

But these heads of the family still did not react, as if Lucihua did not exist.

"Everyone! Please give in!" This is a voice that is completely different from Lucihua's voice. This sounds very empty, just like an illusory sound coming from the void.

Shi Potian and others couldn't help but look up their heads and saw an angel holding a long sword in his hand and a pair of white wings behind him looking at him.

"No! Yuan Kou has broken in!" An old man screamed in disbelief. He instinctively thought that the angel was a Yuan Kou. Then he instantly summoned his sword lady and prepared to attack the angel.

"Let's wait!" Shi Potian quickly stopped the old man, because Shi Potian had already discovered that the angel in front of him was not a Yuan Kou, but a real sword girl.

"You go in!" Shi Potian suddenly sighed, then he gave up the door to the ward to the side.

"Old man Shi, what are you doing?" the old man next to him asked in confusion, but Shi Potian gave him a warning look. The old man stopped talking and closed his mouth.

"Thank you seniors!" Lucihua bowed for the third time, and then took the angel to enter the ward.

"Lucihua is right!" Shi Potian suddenly said in a deep voice, "Everything I did before was wrong. I hope things can be stopped. From now on, our previous grudges have been written off. What do you think?"

"..." Lu Xihua stood there for a while before answering word by word, "It's not whether Xihua is willing to write it off with you, but whether Xihua's master is willing to write it off with you. I'm very sorry that I can't give you an answer."

After saying this, Lucihua entered the ward directly and then closed the door with a slam.

"Old Shi! What's going on with you? Why did your tone suddenly change?" The old man asked dissatisfied when he saw Lu Xihua enter.

"Old guy, where have you lived in the past few decades? Have you not recognized the sword girl who has a pair of wings behind her back?" Shi Potian cursed and left the hospital without looking back.

"Can it be said that it is a two-winged angel sword?" The old man reacted at this time, and his face suddenly cried like a cucumber. The sword holder with the two-winged angel sword can be destined to become an imperial sword-level sword holder without falling. In other words, he and his family have offended a future sword emperor from this moment. God knows how Lucihua will take revenge on him after he grows up.

"TMD, this little bastard is so slim. After a few months, he actually hid his sword girl so tightly. Otherwise, who would have been full and provoked her to provoke her!" The old man said with laughter and cry.

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"Grandpa of the ancestor! The disciples are unfilial, and I will only come to see you at this time!" As soon as I entered the ward, Lu Xihua knelt down in front of Liu Lei's hospital bed and said in tears.

"Good boy! You must have put a lot of effort into coming in!" Liu Lei slowly turned his head, looked at the disciple who was kneeling in front of him, and said gently in extreme weakness.

At this time, Liu Lei was still awake, but his body was as stiff as a puppet. Even a mere turn of his head required Liu Lei to do a lot of energy.

"No, the disciple just showed his two-winged angel sword, and no one dared to stop the disciple anymore." Lucihua said hurriedly.

"You stupid kid! How can you do such stupid things!" Liu Lei suddenly became excited when he heard this. "I have repeatedly reminded you that you must not reveal your sword girl before you grow up to be a spiritual sword-level sword holder at least. Otherwise, those guys who have a grudge against you will definitely try their best to strangle you, the future sword emperor, to death in the cradle."

"No, Master said that the sea swallows that have not experienced the storm will never fly. If the disciple cannot even bear this test, even if he has excellent talent, he will never become an imperial sword-level sword-holder in his life!" Lu Xihua said everything Gu Han told him.

"Your master is also a worry-free guy!" Liu Lei sighed and said, "Transfer your message to me. I think Gu Han must be anxious!"

Gu Han was really anxious. He had never hung up since the communication connecting to Xihua just now. At this time, he had been in the China Unicom state for more than an hour.

"Master! Your disciple is unfilial and cannot be served by your master himself!" This is the first sentence Gu Han said to Liu Lei.

"It's okay! Your affairs are more important. Master has heard that you have successfully saved the crisis in Shanhaiguan and saved the saint of Jerusalem... Although others don't know that these are your contributions, Master knows more than anyone else how important my precious disciple is here. You are the greatest pride in your life. Master is proud of you. You are the highest glory of your master in his life!"

"Master!" Gu Han suddenly burst into tears on the other end of the communication. This was Gu Han's second cry after his parents passed away. Liu Lei was the second person in Gu Han in this world who felt as warm as his father. But now, this person has to leave him forever.

"Don't cry! Master's life is enough! You should send Master away with a smile." Liu Lei's voice became weaker and weaker. If Gu Han could see Liu Lei's purple mansion at this time, he would definitely find that the sword marks in Liu Lei's purple mansion had dissipated to a hundred and none of them. The dissipation speed was much faster than the doctor's estimated speed, and Liu Lei could no longer hold on for a few minutes.

"Master has nothing to leave for you in the end...but Master only has one sentence... I hope you can remember it forever!" Liu Lei said it more and more difficult.

"Pupil, please tell me!" On the other end of the communication, Qingnui, who had just woken up on the bed, was surprised because she found that her Gu Han had actually knelt on the ground, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her face was covered with countless tears.

"Crying Japanese, look ashamed! Gu Han, you look ashamed!" Qingniu threw up his tongue.

"Disciple, you have to remember that the emperor is the only one who can protect the country and the people!" After the words came, the sword marks in Liu Lei's purple mansion dissipated without a trace. This legendary old man who had been protected by Yuzhang City for half his life and had protected Yuzhang City for half his life, the great Jiuxiao Sword Immortal, passed away suddenly on March 7, 3009 at the age of 91.
Chapter completed!