Liu Feng, hiding in the dark, quietly observed the movements outside.
Jiehun suddenly asked in disbelief: "Why is he here too?"
"Who is that he?"
"The Poison Sect's hidden weapon master who was just beaten away by your flying knife? I can be 100% sure that it was him!" Jie Hun said, pointing at Shi Wu Ren who was standing next to Liang Yuanhong.
"That rapist?" Liu Feng couldn't help but feel sad for Liang Qianxun, but then he thought about whether Liang Qianxun would be in danger if she went back with Liang Yuanhong. Thinking of this, Liu Feng's heart couldn't help but tremble.
***
"Daughter, daughter, why are you here?" Liang Yuanhong shouted from afar.
Liang Qianxun took two steps at a time and ran to Liang Yuanhong, lowered her head and said, "Father, I'm sorry, your daughter made you worry!"
"Hurry up and tell father what's going on?" Liang Yuanhong said viciously.
Liang Qianxun paused and said, "I was bewitched by that bastard in Chucheng Square and brought here. That bastard wanted to molest me, but a hero came forward to save me. I'm fine!" After saying this, Liang Qianxun smiled.
"What bastard dared to knock you out? If I catch him, I will tear him into pieces!" Liang Yuanhong roared, but Shi Wu Ren, who had done something wrong, had a blank expression on his face. "Where is the hero?" Liang Yuanhong looked around and did not see anyone else.
Liang Qianxun said: "He's gone!"
"Dad, I want to go home!" Liang Qianxun suddenly acted coquettishly.
Liang Yuanhong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Let's go, let's go back now!"
"Father, when we get home, can you make me a small flying knife out of black iron?"
"Why do you want to make a throwing knife?"
"Just give me a call..."
“Okay, okay!”
Looking at them in the distance, Liu Feng did not shoot out the flying knife in his hand.
"Aren't you going to shoot Liang Yuanhong?" Jie Hun suddenly said.
"Me?" Liu Feng wanted to say that he couldn't do it, but how could he say it? He envied Liang Qianxun, envied Liang Qianxun for having the kind of fatherly love he had always dreamed of, and he didn't want to ruin it all.
Jiehun said, "They all left, and the Poison Sect's hidden weapon master followed them!"
Liu Feng did not speak, but stared quietly ahead. He seemed a little worried about Liang Qianxun, but that worry seemed inexplicable.
***
"Master Master, that is our Liang family's heirloom. You can't take it, you can't take it!" Liang Yuanhong's shouting came from the storage room of the Liang Mansion.
Shi Wu Ren was holding a sword with a proud look on his face. The sword was called the Youhan Sword, a rare divine weapon. Although it was not decorated in any way, when the Youhan Sword was unsheathed, the temperature of the surrounding area would drop below ten degrees.
"Didn't you say that if I told you the whereabouts of your daughter, I could choose any treasure in the storage room?" Shi Wu Ren walked out regardless of Liang Yuanhong's objection.
Liang Yuanhong hurriedly ran to Master Wu Ren and said, "Master, didn't you say to choose the materials for casting divine weapons? I have excellent materials for casting divine weapons, which are better than this sword."
"Oh? What material?" Shi Wu Ren's eyes sparkled.
Liang Yuanhong said: "The Infinite Cold Iron from Jingyou Valley."
"Infinite Cold Iron? Is it really better than this divine sword?"
"Really!" Liang Yuanhong nodded affirmatively.
"Then take it from me?" Shi Wu Ren thought to himself as he spoke, "After I get the Wujihan Iron, I will also want this Youhan Sword."
(End of this chapter)