C59 The First Blade in the World

Xiao Nanfeng's face was already covered in tears. Yun Yun was a good girl, but he suddenly realized that the person he loved the most in his heart was always this woman who took care of his child. He couldn't leave this woman anymore. "You have nothing to be sorry about. I am the one who is sorry about her!"

After saying this, Xiao Nanfeng reached his hand into Dugu Ming's chest. His mouth was already on her lips.

Dugu Ming slapped Xiao Nanfeng's face and his body slid out. "You can leave. I, I will not agree. "

Xiao Nanfeng lay on the ground in a daze. He looked at the cuckoo on the roof and felt sad. He did not want to leave this place, but Dugu Ming's attitude was very obvious. He suddenly realized that perhaps this was the only time he had the courage.

Next time, he might choose to give up.

"Don't you regret it?" Xiao Nanfeng said emotionally.

"Absolutely, absolutely not!" Although the voice was loud enough, everyone could hear the helplessness and reluctance in it.

Xiao Nanfeng did not hear anything. The only thing he knew now was that he was going to walk out. After walking out, perhaps he would never walk in again.

A door, two people. Outside the door was a dejected man. Inside the door was a woman with tears all over her face. They loved each other, but they couldn't love each other. There were many things in the world that were like this.

The easier it was to obtain, the harder it was to cherish it. Life was like this, and so was love.

Dugu Ming was hugging the melon seeds in her arms, but her hands were trembling because she did not know when, but there were already a bunch of people in her room. Of course, the person standing in the middle was a person she could not be more familiar with.

The arrival of the solitary situation made people speechless. He slowly walked in front of Dugu Ming and there was no joy or anger on his face. He took a few steps and did not wait for Dugu Ming to shout before he reached out his hands. His eyes sparkled and he said with some excitement, "Can I hug him?"

Dugu Ming stared with her eyes wide open at her father. Did her father really accept this child? She did not dare to bet but a tiger does not eat its child. She was also willing to believe in her father.

The child was finally handed over. Dugu Kuang's originally stiff face was suddenly filled with love and pity. A smile that he had not seen for a long time finally appeared on Dugu Kuang's face again. He gently shook the child in his arms and said with a smile: "Aiya, little darling, it's grandpa's fault. It took grandpa so long to come and see you!"

Dugu Ming was moved and heaved a sigh of relief. She smiled and looked at her father, who had always been cold, but now he became like a loving grandpa. However, her smile did not last long because Dugu Kuang's hand was slowly reaching for the child's neck.

No child could escape from such a hand, and neither could Dugu Ming's child. She rushed over as if she had gone crazy, but she realized that Dugu Kuang only touched the child's neck lightly, making the child laugh.

Dugu Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped, and tears began to flow down her face. Dugu Kuang touched his daughter's head and smiled. "Child, don't worry. This is my grandson. How can I bear to treat my grandson badly? Right, Did you give the child's name?"

Dugu Ming broke her tears into a smile and said, "We all call him Little melon seed. "

"Little melon seeds? How is this a name? It feels like a wild child. How about I give him a name and call him Dugu Chengzong? I hope that this child will inherit the tradition of our Dugu family in the future and bring glory to our Dugu family. " Dugu Kuang said with a smile.

Dugu Ming's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Does this mean that the child has tacitly agreed to have the surname Dugu? From the beginning until the end, Dugu Kuang did not mention a single word about the child's father, which was already an obvious explanation.

Dugu Ming could only nod her head. Dugu Kuang took two steps back and sighed, "Daughter, you are not married yet. It is really difficult to take care of a child. Go back with father and we will talk about how to raise an adult together, okay?"

The wind outside the window was very strong, as if it was tearing the skin and flesh of the people in a hurry. Dugu Ming looked out the window. Outside the window was Old Ma's house, and there lived a man that she had been worrying about all the time. She hesitated and said, "I, I still want to stay here for a while. "

Dugu Kuang's face changed. He held the child tightly in his arms and said with a serious expression. "My good daughter. It was my fault back then. I shouldn't have hit you, but it has been so long since the incident happened. Could it be that you still can't forgive me? Even if you don't forgive me, don't you think about the child? "

Dugu Ming shook her head and smiled bitterly," Dad, I have never complained about you. I just feel that this place is more suitable for me to live with little melon seeds. When he is older, I will bring him back to acknowledge his ancestors. "

"No way! This is my grandson! Our Dugu family's children must not be raised in other places. I have made up my mind. If you don't agree, I will let your big brother and sister-in-law take care of the child. " Dugu Kuang flicked his sleeves and said with a cold expression.

Dugu Ming was so scared that she took two steps back. She looked out the window again at the small house and then looked back at the little melon seeds in her father's arms. Finally, she gritted her teeth. "Okay, I will go with you. "

Everything happened too suddenly. Dugu Ming's arrival was really a little sudden. Dugu Ming's departure was even more baffling. These two people, one big and one small, seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. No one had seen how they left the village and no one had even heard the crying of the child.

Xiao Nanfeng did not see Dugu Ming leave the house for three days. He knew that something must have happened. He pushed open the door and entered. The furnishings in the courtyard did not change at all. Even the clothes of Dugu Ming and the little melon seeds were still drying outside. But with a touch, they were all dry. Clearly, they had been placed outside for many days.

Xiao Nanfeng helplessly sat on the threshold and stared blankly at the stone road in front of the door. Suddenly, he saw something lying on the ground. It was a small wooden horse. Xiao Nanfeng was surprised to find that it was the birthday gift he gave Little melon seeds for one year old. It was also the love token between him and Dugu Ming.

Many people made love tokens very romantic, but some girls just did not like it. There was no other reason. They did not like it, but they did not like it. Therefore, a token of love must be compatible with it. If Dugu Ming loved her child, then you also loved her child like her, then you have already succeeded by half.

The wooden horse fell to the ground. Dugu Ming said that she would never lose it for the rest of her life, but at this time, the wooden horse had already been abandoned by her. Xiao Nanfeng suddenly felt like he was like a fallen leaf in the cold wind, once again returning to the boundless sky. It was freedom, but it was also loneliness.

There was another reason. They had left in such a hurry. So, there was almost no time to pick up the token that fell to the ground. If they had left too quickly, then they were most likely taken away by someone.

Xiao Nanfeng's recent days had not been easy. There was once a time when he had two beauties accompanying him, but now he had become a loner. If only he had been a loner when he first came here. Once he had a taste of warmth, no one would like the cold anymore.

There was a strange person who had come to Gusu City recently. His appearance was ordinary, but the plaque he was carrying on his back was not ordinary at all.

He was the number one saber in the world, and there were not many people in the martial arts world who could obtain such an honor. However, this person was carrying a plaque on his back. Other than this plaque, he also carried a box on his back. The box was sealed and no one knew what was inside.

After his plaque appeared in Gusu City, it attracted the attention of many spectators. Most of them thought that the plaque was fake, and they even thought that the saber at his waist carried a bit of immaturity, and did not seem to be used by a real saber user.

Mocking sounds could be heard from time to time, but this person did not get angry. He just sat on the spot and took out the wine pot that he carried with him to drink. His way of drinking was different from others. Other people drank while sitting, but he did drink while lying down. This kind of posture was really strange, and everyone laughed even more happily.

"May I ask who has the fastest knife here?" After drinking a mouthful of wine, that person suddenly asked.

At this time, everyone looked at each other in dismay. It was really difficult to determine who was the fastest blade in Gusu. Because until today, the blade artists in Gusu City had never participated in a formal ranking competition.

Since they had never competed with each other before, there was no way to make a conclusion. Some people said that Dugu Xin was the fastest. Some said that Murong Cheng was the fastest. Some even said that Xiao Nanfeng's blade was the fastest.

That person was really irritated when he heard this. He got up and went straight to the end of the street. The next day, there was a tall arena on the street. The arena was more than four feet tall and hundreds of steps wide. Two carved cylinders supported a pair of couplets. On the left side, it said, One saber moves north and south. No opponent had ever been able to defeat him. On the right side, it was written: Both feet travel in all directions, only hoping to be defeated. In the middle was actually the plaque that the person was wearing: The World's First Saber!

This stage lay across the Gusu City. There was only one person sitting on the stage, and that was the man from yesterday. He had declared that he would only wait for three days, and no matter how many people came, he would not fear his saber.

The Gusu City was rich in blade artists. Such provocation made people feel indignant.

"I say, can anyone enter this stage?" A fat man asked.

"Of course, as long as you have the courage, I can serve you no matter how many times you come" That person sneered and said disdainfully.

"Alright, it seems like you don't know how many blade artists there are in Gusu City. I only want to ask you, is this competition a life or death battle, or. . . " Before he could finish his words, the man was already laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Fatty unconsciously became somewhat angry.

The servant beside the man said lightly: "You asked this, which means that you are not a real saber user. My master always laughs when he asks questions about not being a swordsman "