Chapter 1230: Take away [first update]
Chapter 1230 Take away [First update]
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Jinghong Sword uttered three mournful sword cries, the halo on the sword body gradually receded, with the meaning of infinite loss, and it was completely silent.
Like an abandoned puppy, curled up in a corner.
Wang Lingyun looked at Jinghong Sword, and said word by word: "Wang Han, you can ask Jinghong Sword, is it willing to act as a protective umbrella for your mistakes?"
Wang Han stared at Jinghongjian who was motionless, and slowly took a step forward, the moment he was about to speak...
"Clang!"
A resounding sword cry suddenly sounded from the Jinghong Sword.
Anyone present could hear the anger in the sound of the sword!
That was a kind of strong emotional surge that was beyond shame and humiliation!
Let everyone present empathize with each other, trembling inexplicably.
The light flickered, and the Jinghong Sword, which was obviously unmanned, was pulled up from the ground spontaneously, spun in the air, and the sword was shot in all directions, and it stopped steadily and flatly in the air.
The point of the sword pointed directly at Wang Han's eyebrows.
A mammoth sword intent full of humiliation, anger, and rage suddenly spread out!
The long sword can't speak, but at this moment, anyone can feel its meaning!
Very clear!
"Don't humiliate me with this kind of thing!"
This is what Jinghongjian wants to say, there is no doubt about it!
Wang Han stood there blankly, staring at the Jinghong Sword, his whole body was stiff and he couldn't speak.
Wang Lingyun sighed deeply, and moved the scabbard in his hand.
In the air, Jinghongjian uttered a sword cry, as if the remaining anger had not dissipated.
One rotation, with a soft brushing sound, it will automatically return to its sheath, and then return to silence.
And the sharpness of trying the world with a sword also quietly converged, turning into a solitude.
Wang Lingyun burst into tears, stroked the Jinghong Sword, choked up and said: "The Jinghong Sword has been unsheathed this time, but the ancestors have not been found... This time the disappointment returns to the sheath, I am afraid... I will never want to come out of the sheath again..."
Zuo Xiaoduo and the others sighed softly, looking at the Jinghong Sword surrounded by the deadly atmosphere, they only felt that the mood was complicated, but they didn't know what it was like.
Although they are young geniuses and have outstanding cultivation, their life experience is still inexperienced, and they are still unable to experience the loneliness that spans thousands of years.
Once people and swords met, Zeng Nuo never left each other, but now the sword is still there, but the people are gone.
Wang Lingyun moved the wheelchair and turned around by himself. He really didn't want to see these unworthy descendants.
"Old ancestor!"
Behind them, the Wang family shouted sadly in unison.
Wang Lingyun never looked back.
"The Wang family is no longer mine, the Wang family is yours."
"Before my grandfather died in battle, he asked a few close friends of his life to take care of the family heirs. At that time, my grandfather said: In this battle, there must be sacrifices. How can there be peace if you don't sacrifice blood to the heavens. You two are the pillars of the star soul. There is a loss. If this battle requires someone with enough weight to die, then I, the number one pick, will do it. If I have an emergency in this battle, the Wang family behind me will have to rely on my brothers to take care of it. "
Wang Lingyun said indifferently: "Do you only remember these? No, or should I say, you only remember these?"
This passage is popular throughout the entire continent.
Who knows the heroic deeds of Wang Tianwang back then?
Not to mention the intentional or unintentional dissemination by members of the Wang family.
"At the beginning, the throne and the emperor sent the ancestors back... deliberately spread this passage to the world, but concealed the last part of the ancestor's last words."
"The throne and the emperor are for the sake of our royal family, so they didn't say it. But the ancestor's legacy, engraved in the ancestral hall, don't you remember? You just don't want to remember, or you don't want others to remember or know!"
Wang Lingyun said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not, because I still remember it, so I will read it to you!"
"The remaining part is: If the descendants are upright, brothers and sisters will help me; if they are not uplifting, relying on my current meager merits to bring disaster to the mainland, please eradicate them as soon as possible. I, Wang Feihong, a hero, do not think that You vulgar, don't let the unworthy descendants of future generations tarnish my reputation in this life! I am here to fight the world, but not to act as a protective umbrella for the little bastards!"
"If future generations are bound to decay, you don't have to wait until you're dead before taking action. You must remember that I, Wang Feihong, can't afford to lose that person!"
"Jinghong Sword, it is enough to protect my grandson for the rest of my life!"
Wang Lingyun caressed the Jinghong Sword in his hand, tears rolled down his eyes, and said: "Wang Han, all members of the Wang family, don't tarnish my grandpa's name for the rest of his life!"
"Let's go!"
He pushed the wheelchair to go out, Long Yusheng hurriedly stepped forward, took over and pushed the wheelchair to the gate.
Until I walked a long way, there was no more sound behind me.
Countless Wang family members behind them stared blankly... They clearly knew that the last barrier, the last amulet, had disappeared.
Wang Lingyun sat in a wheelchair, staring blankly at all the scenery on both sides of the street. He originally wanted to see the world and recall the past, the places he walked hand in hand with his beloved wife and visited...
But he hasn't left this old royal house for a long time, and the outside has already changed drastically.
Everything I saw was strangely strange, and it was so strange that I couldn't even touch the scene to create emotion.
White hair fluttering, face is dull, eyes are also dull.
A sense of desolation suddenly arises, Linger, this is no longer the world you and I are familiar with...
From beginning to end, he never looked back.
After pushing him for more than ten minutes, Wang Lingyun said softly: "Uncle, let's hurry up."
"good."
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the wheelchair, and everyone jumped up in unison, and returned to Zuo Xiaonian's small courtyard at lightning speed.
Before leaving, Zuo Xiaoduo only thought about bullying and humiliating the other party, but he never expected that he would actually invite back the ancestors of the Wang family, and it was his mother who asked him to invite him back.
Seeing Wang Lingyun sitting in the villa, Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help feeling a headache.
…
Lu Yingfeng came to bid farewell: "Xiaoduo, I'm going back."
"Then you always walk slowly, take it to Grandma Lu, I will go to you in a few days."
Lv Yingfeng walked to the gate, then turned his head and said: "Xiaoduo, I put the interspatial rings of those things in the cracks of the sofa, you all make good use of them, and make progress quickly."
Zuo Xiaoduo was taken aback: "What are you doing? That was originally for you..."
Lu Yingfeng shook his head and waved his hands: "Our Lu family can't use so many resources, you are all Qianqian...you are all good children that your old principal favors...As long as I can see you diligently and achieve higher achievements...I will be satisfied."
He looked at Zuo Xiaoduo and the others kindly in his eyes, and said gratifiedly, "If you think of inviting me to go with you today, I've already been honored...Xiao Duo, although our Lu family may not have the ability, but...the old man still I want to... for my daughter, continue to cultivate the genius she fancy, and cultivate the passion of her life!"
"Remember to work hard."
Lu Yingfeng smiled, turned around and went out in a chic way.
Zuo Xiaoduo and the others were all agitated by it.
Receiving Lu Yingfeng's heartfelt praise from the bottom of his heart is no different from receiving the old principal's praise. For Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong, this is more joyful than any praise!
Wang Lingyun looked at Lu Yingfeng's back with admiration in his eyes, and praised: "Who is this person? His open-mindedness is first-class in the world."
Zuo Xiaoduo and the others also had the same thought, but, while they were rejoicing, they missed He Yuanyue even more.
Let Li Chenglong and others talk with Wang Lingyun, but Wang Lingyun is unwilling.
"I'm eager to know what the Wang family has done." Wang Lingyun looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with sunken eyes, and begged, "Uncle, show me."
"good."
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed and motioned for Li Chenglong to give him the information.
Li Chenglong thought for a while, and began to organize, categorized, and divided all the materials into three parts, and let Wang Lingyun understand them step by step...
Wang Lingyun trembling hands almost impatiently picked up the first book...
Zuo Xiaoduo gave Li Chenglong a wink, and Li Chenglong expressed his understanding that he had already held a few bottles of Huitianshui in his hand. If Wang Lingyun was emotional and had any problems, he should take it immediately and protect him continuously.
…
Then Zuo Xiaoduo showed Wang Lingyun a look, his heart sank, and he slipped out and called Wu Yuting.
"mom."
"Well, it came out?"
"Um."
"Okay. But because of this incident, your identity has almost been exposed. You basically know everything you need to know. What do you think? Puppy? Are you ready to be the second generation? This seems to be your greatest hope in life !" Wu Yuting joked about her son.
"mom…"
Zuo Xiaoduo said with a bitter face: "I've been carrying my head on my head every day, how can I have the pleasure of being the second generation..."
Wu Yuting laughed: "Silly boy, let me tell you, this is the real second generation!"
"Do you think that the second generation is just to eat and wait to die? Could it be that our generation can only cultivate dudes? I tell you that all the second generations throughout the ages, except for a very small number of mediocre talents, who can only keep their achievements. Counting one by one, they are all exhausted to death, forced by their own parents to go to heaven and have nowhere to go, it’s nothing but nothing!”
"This is the real, senior second generation, real life!"
"Because of corruption and dandyism, since ancient times, those real big families, descendants of real heroes, or heirs of dynasties... didn't start from the second generation!"
"Because the first generation is wise and powerful, how can you allow your children to be rotten? You still want to be a salted fish, and you want to go crazy!"
Wu Yuting has a strong accent.
Zuo Xiaoduo smiled wryly.
He doesn't understand this section, but the second generation he hopes for has never been the second generation in this sense, okay?
At least it is completely different from the second generation he hopes for!
Well, is it because I am too good, too genius? So...or is it my fault?
(end of this chapter)