The second young master Luo and the third young master died extremely tragically. They had not survived the first blow of 'his', and they had already died horribly. The bodies of both of them exploded from it, and the blood splashed all over the sky.
Luo Ming couldn't move, and he couldn't even open his mouth. However, the hand holding the sword seemed to break the hilt.
The powerlessness and despair seemed to bite off his neck, and there was only a dampness between his nose. But the blood of the second son fell from the sky, and many fell on his face.
At that moment, he only hoped that it would be a nightmare.
"Father, let's go!!"
The last person standing in front of him to protect him was his eldest son.
Among the four sons, Luo Ming hurts his eldest son the most. Luo Sijian has the style of being a father, and his every move is like Luo Ming. Even talent is the same.
The eldest young master of the Luo family is extremely talented, and is the only genius in this generation of Luo family who is familiar with the two magical arts of Lieyang and Taihan. It can be said that it is the hope of the next generation of Luojian Villa.
Not many people know.
Luo Sijian's achievements are not only inseparable from his extraordinary talent, but also inseparable from Luo Ming's rigorous education for him since childhood. From childhood to adulthood, he never took a day off without practicing swordsmanship or blacksmithing. Just like when Luo Ming was young.
Whenever Luo Sijian couldn't hold on, Luo Ming never said a word. Just go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of wontons to eat with my son. Afterwards, as if nothing had happened, he was sent back to the sword room.
Luo Ming loves his eldest son the most, so he doesn't want to live up to his son's talent.
When Luo Sijian became the first descendant of Luo Jian's history to understand Guizang Sword, the father and son were drunk, and everything was silent.
The depth of their relationship between father and son is unimaginable to outsiders.
So this scene was something Luo Ming never thought about, and never wanted to think about.
Luo Sijian stood in front of an unimaginably powerful enemy. Before his death, the posture of holding the sword was still flawless, just like when Luo Ming taught him how to hold the sword for the first time.
Before the fatal blow, he turned his head with a sad, bleak smile.
"Father, please avenge me."
For the first time, he did not call him 'father', but his father.
The dream ends here.
Luo Ming calmly opened his eyes, it was another morning.
He looked up and saw that the world was still peaceful and disgusting.
Chapter 1 A big game of chess
The tragic and heavy content of the nightmare is far beyond what ordinary people can bear, but Luo Ming has long been surprised.
Although he was in the dream state, his reaction to this nightmare was always normal, cold, and indifferent, close to numbness. Not only did the reactions of anger, misery, and sadness all fall short, but they didn't even utter a word from beginning to end. Not even the slightest intention to move.
No one else knows that this nightmare has haunted him for ten years. No matter how tragic the scene, he has watched it countless times with those deep and cold eyes.
Luo Ming looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, standing still, like a clay sculpture. After a long time, he just said a word in a low voice.
"Jian'er..."
As if in the past ten years, every time he woke up from a nightmare, he would whisper the name, as if he didn't even notice it.
Since returning from that battle, Luo Ming has acquired many habits that he never did in the past.
For example, he started killing people for no reason. From the first day of holding the sword, he never draws the sword for no reason. However, after returning home, there was a gloomy mania in his heart, which made him unable to control his temper.
Another example, he began to ignore the means of doing things. The former Luo Ming was a noble and self-respecting swordsman, not to mention the power of the White King's Seven Crowns, even if he was the only one with one sword, no one would want him to do anything he didn't want. However, he began to associate with people in the evil sect, and did not care whether the other party would have a negative impact on Luojian Villa.
For another example, he started having nightmares.
The scene that he never wanted to see again reappeared in his mind after nightfall.
How many times has he madly wanted to escape from the dream. Until I understand that I can't resist, I finally accept it.
After that, he couldn't live without this nightmare. Even after the nightmare disappeared, in order to be able to dream again, he went to find the legendary Southern Border Poison King. Ask him to make a drug that can dream.
It is indeed an unbearable torture to see such a heartbreaking scene again. However, that was the only chance for Luo Ming to see his beloved sons again.
The eyes that had been staring at the dream with hatred, from grief, endless regret, to gradual numbness, and finally with incomparable longing.
If possible, he hopes that the reality he sees now is a dream. Everything is still the same as before, with four sons and one daughter, and the second brother is still his arm, and the family is reunited.
However, he knew better than anyone that all this was just an unrealistic delusion.
Luo Ming is not a person who can be misled by fantasy. It should be said that this is luck or sadness. He was born a genius, even when he was dreaming, he clearly knew his situation.
He raised his hand and let the sun shine on the bronzed skin that he had forged since he was a child.
This big hand with jagged bones almost personally wrote the history of the sword world in Jiangnan for the past few decades. This hand has done countless earth-shattering events. Now, he has to use this hand to crush the things he once protected.
Luo Ming knew clearly that he was not completely without risk.
Qi Mei's corpse was not returned, but he was not very worried. The person who killed the alliance said it was killed, then it was killed. He paid a sky-high price to ask the bitter master who killed one of the five major leaders of the United Nations to do it himself. Can it not be sure.
However, there is one person whose whereabouts have been unknown.
A dark shadow fell on the roof and made a soft sound. A man's voice came down from the roof, and the beams formed a line, which showed that he was a master.
"Master, someone has forced their way into the lotus root field. It's at the first pass."
Luo Ming didn't change his face, just said lightly.
"Is it finally here?"
Luo Ming could only think of one person who dared to force his way into Luojian Villa at this time.
Aples, sure enough, came back.
In Luo Ming's entire plan, the biggest variable is still this man.
Aples is by no means weak, and if he hadn't exploited his competitive weakness to let him seize the Shaolin Golden Buddha and hurt it under the abbot's hands, he would still be a big worry today.
In terms of real ability, it is no easier than Ye Luobao's master. What's more, Luo Ming subverted the gang of ghosts with one hand, and put all the faults and stigma on them, Aples must hate him to the bone. At this point, it is incomparable to the Yeluo Fort Lord, who has nothing to do with him.
Luo Ming and Aples had played against each other in northern Xinjiang that day, and the battle was a dead end. But it was Aples who stopped in time at the end, lest the two of them would be killed or injured by their magical powers.
However, at that time, the old troubles of Luo's name had not been eliminated, and the new power had not been increased, but Aples did not use the sea to hunt deer. If it hits the end, the loser must be Luo Ming.
Now it's the other way around. The injury suffered by Aples in Shaolin has not recovered, and the state is greatly reduced. Luo Ming's skills improved greatly and his injuries were healed. Fighting again this time, you don't need to say that you will know the outcome.
What's more, the lotus root field is the barrier that Luojian Villa has relied on for a hundred years, and it is known as a strong formation that will not fall. It would be unwise for Aples to come alone to stop thousands of troops from Huzhou.
Luo Ming whispered: "This person has extraordinary martial arts. If he can capture him alive, he will kill him if he sees danger."