"I see that you are hiding in the bamboo forest for some reason, Dad, and seeing your pained expression, I will help you to breathe."
Only then did he realize that he was nervous when he said 'father' and blurted out, and quickly changed his words: "I-I mean, father, you just..."
Luo Ming didn't say anything to blame, but smiled warmly.
"I... I left the customs too early, and something went wrong in my practice of Guizang Sword. I found a secluded place to practice my practice. You helped my father just now, what's wrong?"
Hearing Luo Ming's words, Luo Siming was very anxious: "You have made a mistake in practicing Guizangjian, how can this happen." After thinking for a while, he hesitated: "My child has an idea, which may cause your injury. Helpful. Just maybe a little… out of the norm."
Luo Ming was stunned for a moment, why does this always honest boy still have ideas that do not follow the normal law
Luo Ming smiled and said, "But it's okay to say it."
Luo Siming hesitated for a while before he said.
"My child has been in touch with Guizang Sword for a long time. I found that the swordsmanship is sharp and exquisite, but compared to the Huashan Canglong Sword and the Kunlun Great Wilderness Sword, there is no full chance of winning. Not to mention the duel with the Lushan Immortal Sword.
The boy had personally practiced the Guizang Sword Formation and thought that although the swordsmanship in the secret book was good, it was more than a step worse than the swordsmanship. The problem with your swordsmanship may be found in the swordsmanship. "
Luo Siming's words became smoother and smoother, and he was even more excited when he saw that his father was just contemplating without interrupting.
"Also, my ancestors of the Luo family, martial arts are inherently wonderful, but few people can break through the Guizang Sword Formation alone. The Guizang Sword Formation was originally transformed from the Guizang Sword, but the practitioners are no match for its branches. This is not too much. Is it strange? The boy thinks that there must be another mystery in the Guizang sword, it is not just like what the ancestors passed down."
Luo Ming thought about it carefully, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped Luo Si Ming to the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Luo Si Ming was still at a loss, Luo Ming cursed.
"The ignorant child is reckless! This sword is the divine sword sword technique created by the ancestors of the Luo family with all the hard work. How can you be slandered by this yellow-mouthed child. I have not been on the throne for ten years as my father, and I want you to take care of Luojian Villa. , you do it yourself, don't you even know your surname?"
Luo Ming has always been calm and restrained. In Luo Siming's memory, his father was always gentle and polite, and he had never seen him yell at anyone. Not to mention the swearing at the moment.
"What are you looking at, get up, get out of here! You will be punished without food or drink for three days, go back to your room to think about it, and don't come out without my order."
- Then don't you even have to miss out on the Divine Refinement Casting
Luo Siming gritted his teeth, got up, turned his head and left.
After driving away Luo Si Ming, Luo Ming stood alone in the bamboo forest for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"hahahahahahahaha."
In the laughter, there is indescribable pride and pride.
"If that's the case, what can Luo's husband ask for?"
-I have practiced swords all my life, and I didn't know the strangeness of Guizang Sword until I was about to die. Destiny can see through it by itself. It shows that his talents and blessings are all deep.
Guizang Jian Lun, the sword technique is handed down to the graphics, and the sword formula is the text. The part of the sword art that Luo Siming said was the text of the sword theory.
Luo Ming looked at the direction that Luo Siming left, and said slowly.
"Hey... as expected of my Luo Ming's son."
—Ming’er, Jian’er and their revenge, leave it to me to avenge. I will bear the crime of killing your second uncle.
—You, go the kingly way.
For a long time, Luo Ming did not speak.
Looking back on what happened in the virtual realm just now, I felt a throbbing. The strange feeling that has stayed in my heart so far, now that I think about it, it should be called - fear.
"… who?"
- That boy... who is he
He couldn't see the white-haired boy's face clearly.
It may be that even Ming Feizhen himself did not leave a clear image of him, so Luo Ming in his inner world could not see clearly.
However, the image of the white-haired boy, including the black sea that was set off by the knife, gave Luo Ming a feeling of deja vu.
Searching the Civic carefully, suddenly Luo Ming's mind flashed, and he remembered where he had seen the image of the young black knife.
These two... really are very similar.
But at the moment, he was too busy to deal with it.
The answer... I can only find it during the Refining God Casting Club.
His top priority now is not to kill Ming Feizhen, or even to find the shadow of the white-haired boy.
Instead, first perfect the Guizang Jian Lun to the best condition and meet the final battle.
At the end of the Void World War, he realized the flaws of the Guizang Sword Theory, and now is the time to turn those ideas into reality.
When Luo Ming reappears, he will be reborn again.
After a long time, I let out a long breath.
Supporting me, Huang Quan asked with a bitter smile, "He's gone?"
I nodded.
"Ok… "
Xiao Huangquan stood up directly, but my body didn't sway at all, and my footing was not stable. Obviously, it's all a play whether you pass out or need someone to help you.
Xiao Huangquan hummed.
"If you want to hide your identity, be alert. How can you be so publicized that Luo Ming is staring at you."
"You are reasonable, and I don't know who is hanging on my shoulders with me in public, and I want to catch up with me."
Shicai Luo Ming did not know what exercises to use to enter my consciousness. Consciousness is another self. What happens in the realm of consciousness, if I don't sneak into the virtual realm, I don't know either. But Luo Ming really didn't move, so I took the opportunity to explain my situation to Xiao Huangquan and asked him to play with me.
Xiao Huangquan said angrily: "Don't think I'm joking with you. I can understand if you want to retire, but if you go on like this... Sooner or later, you will kill everyone, look at your eyes!"
I slowly opened my eyes.
Those are a pair of blood-red devil eyes that should not appear in the world.
"Your eyes and that black knife should not appear in the world again. Since you want to retire, you should make a good break and then retire."
I said lightly: "I can take care of this by myself..."
Xiao Huangquan had to say more, when suddenly there was a voice, and it seemed that someone was walking here.
My eyes are now invisible, and with a flicker of my figure, I hid in the bamboo forest with Xiao Huangquan.