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The "Fast Blade" Sun Ji was well-known for being fast and quick, and was fast to the point of hacking away at the weak spot. He had already decided that he would do things cleanly and decisively. He didn't hesitate to pick a son-in-law like how he was doing now. Who told his precious girl to like him? As a father, it would definitely be as she wished. In addition, there was also that Han Congan who killed thousands of enemies. With the Aurora Sword Zhao Jiannan as his son-in-law, it wouldn't be fun to take care of him.
He didn't have much to think about and truthfully replied, "That was another time. Right now, Zhao Jiannan had been defeated by the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword Yuwen, Yi Chun. His fame had spread far and wide, and everyone in the world had witnessed his defeat. The reputation of the Zenith Light Sword is well-deserved. Only this kind of young genius is worthy of my, Sun Ji's, young lady. If you don't have the ability, how can I protect you and protect you for the rest of your life? Your father's greatest wish in my life is for you to find a good family to be healthy and safe. In the future, when you have nothing to do, come back and visit me with your grandson.
To be honest, I really didn't think much of this kid before. He's too arrogant and doesn't put me, Sun Ji, in his eyes at all. But after a while, I finally understood. Some people just don't like the worldly wisdom, the mind really can't deal with those moths. He would not be like other people who sought shelter at night. En, he was a person who could entrust his life to live a peaceful life. Since you like this stinking brat, there's nothing bad about it. "Don't forget about your dad when the time comes."
"Hehe, father, you must be Young Noble Hong, right? Had he only now discovered that Zhao Jiannan was like the sky and the earth compared to him? I knew that my father was the best to me! Don't worry, I will pull him along to drink with you every day. "If you don't listen, then fight!" Sun Fanglin was in a good mood, and she did not say anything serious.
Sun Ji's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he whined, "It's not good to drink, can you not be so fierce? Zhao Jiannan was a pretty good kid, and he was also honest. "Oh yeah, I remember who said your dad hates it the most?"
"Father, you are serious! Aren't you the one who loves me the most? "Just a few words from you makes me uncomfortable. You're so petty, how can I dare to come back in the future?" Sun Fanglin insisted.
"Heh, you little mouth, sigh, I really can't outspeak you. However, I still have to remind you that this brat is in a rush to take action. He wants to make the first move to gain the upper hand, so don't pick the peaches for others! " Sun Ji was very worried.
Years of experience had taught him that everyone wanted good things. But there was only one treasure. If he didn't want to find a way to get it, he could just leave it outside for others to remember everyday. There was no helping it, all sorts of good things were stolen these days. The faster the better, the slower the better. Hmm, this is very consistent with his logic and his way of doing things.
"Hur hur, then you should be underestimating your girl!" Don't worry, I've already figured out his personality. In short, he was someone who would not take advantage of the situation. Even though he appeared cold and taciturn, he had a plan in mind. He would always remember anyone who treated him well. After a long time, he will see you as a friend. " Sun Fanglin analyzed the situation clearly.
"Hmm? How could he be a friend? An ordinary friend is still not a friend? Find a way to get his heart and turn him into your man. Your father is the one who is at ease in my heart. To be honest, you're still a little passive right now. The Yang Love Butterfly was one step ahead of him. This matter is a little difficult to handle! " When Sun Ji noticed this problem, he propped his chin with his hand and said with some distress.
Sun Fanglin wrinkled her brows, her unspeakably beautiful almond eyes flashing with an enchanting and profound light. Seeing her confident expression, Sun Ji felt assured in his heart. However, she laughed and said, "Father, you don't know about this. It was impossible for them, or else it wouldn't have dragged on for three years. Moreover, I once asked her that there seemed to be something that was hard for her to explain, so she kept her distance from Zhao Jiannan. I guess it's a bit of a suspense. It's just that until now, he still hasn't been able to understand it. "
Sun Ji nodded, grabbed his beard, and said, "I hope so. "Father still thinks very highly of you."
Lake Dixie in Yangzhou is a very famous scenic spot in the city. The long corridor, the misty rain alley, the small bridges, the flowing water, the playground, the music fence, the pond, the poetry and painting garden scattered in it. It was a beautiful scene to behold. The pedestrians were wandering in the scenery, as if they were in a dream.
Every day, groups of three or five children would come out of school early in the morning. They would play and chase each other along the road, laughing and talking. Sometimes, they would even mutter, "Raise your head and look at the moon, lower your head and think of your hometown." The moonlight in front of the bed is like frost on the ground. " At sunset, the smoke from the cooking smoke rose into the air, and everyone was listening to each other. It was a bustling scene of the mortal world, all at peace and harmony. Beneath the great banyan tree, the story of the Great Sage's three fights with the White Bone Spirit attracted bursts of applause.
Smoke river south water township, ten li west lake spring wind, long time, the lake bright mountain color, wave bright shadow, moving people.
Qin Yue'er was currently leaning sickly against the bedside, looking out the window at the bright sunlight. From time to time, she could hear the cries of birds, causing her thoughts to be thrown into disarray. He had been lying on this damned bed for more than half a month. He was in so much pain that he could not even muster up his strength to speak. He could only use his hand to press against that horrendous wound and speak a few words slowly. Sometimes, one could not help but feel terrified. After leaving the gates of hell, one could be considered to have died once. However, if they were to be lonely like this in the future, it would truly be a fate worse than death.
Sometimes, she would also slowly recall the scene of that day. Even until now, she still remembered Zhao Jiannan's terrified expression. She could not help but feel incredulous. How did his life come to this, being forced into a dead end by others? But what choice did she have? He was in a terrible mood, and his eyes were dim.
She shouted outside, "Bo, Bo, Bo!" When Meng Bo was right in front of him, he said, "I want to go for a walk. Help me up." Right, where is Xue Tao? "
Meng Bobo's scalp quivered and his hands trembled. He quickly went over to help her up, but he remained silent.
"What's the matter with you?" Qin Yue'er looked at her sister, who was usually smiling, and felt that her mood wasn't right. She hurriedly asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?" I'm asking you, Xue Tao? "
"He's gone — Sister Yue Er." Meng Bobo turned his head away, not daring to look at her.
Qin Yue'er felt as if a large rock was blocking her breathing. She felt an indescribable pain as she choked with sobs, "Are you saying he died?"
Meng Bobo didn't dare to hide the truth from her. He silently nodded as he wept.
Qin Yue'er looked like she was drowning and was about to suffocate. Her legs gave way and she almost fell to the ground. Meng Bo noticed that he was tightly grabbing onto her and didn't lose his composure.
Qin Yue'er's misty eyes were filled with endless grief and pain. She was not a plant, and she had always trusted the people who had pledged their allegiance to her, as if they were her brothers or her relatives. However, this person disappeared just like that. How could others understand the immense emptiness and disappointment in their hearts? In the future, the person who protected her like an elder brother would no longer be by her side. His loyalty and courage were deeply engraved in her heart. If it hadn't been for his godly prowess, her reputation would have been ruined long ago.
How could she accept such a heavy piece of news? She leaned back in her chair and stared blankly at the endless void, unable to contain her sorrow. After a long while, she shouted, "Tell me, how did he die?"
Meng Bobo couldn't bear it anymore, but he knew her temper well enough to tell her the result. "He was killed by Zhao Jiannan. That day, you passed out. Then, Xue Tao will rush up to avenge you. However, he was no match for Zhao Jiannan at all. He was prepared to perish together with him. I just didn't expect him to kill me in the end — Sister Yue'er. Zhao Jiannan's Zenith Light Sword was truly too powerful. Even Uncle Yuwen was no match for him; he lost to him. We can't do anything to him, so let's just forget about it. "
"What?" How was this possible? Even Uncle Yuwen lost to him. Tell me about the situation! " When Qin Yue'er heard this, her heart shook. A dazzling light burst out from her eyes as she hurriedly asked.
Meng Bobo then narrated the events of the day in the war at Zhenjiang. Aurora Sword, Zhao Jiannan, unleashed his divine might in the nick of time. He continuously used "Aurora", "Star Explosion", "Fen Ji", and other methods to turn the tides. However, the rebellion of Da Ming Tang finally provoked the wrath of the other three great families. They led their troops into a huge battle and killed all of Da Ming Tang's men. They lost their troops and lost their troops and returned home miserably. And that arrogant and domineering Young Master Hong ran away like a stray dog.
Qin Yue'er's mood improved a little as her eyes lit up. She looked forward as if she had seen the Zenith Light Sword being chopped into pieces. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Zhao Jiannan, I'll definitely get this debt back from you!" But then, when he thought about the scene of that peerless and ever-changing lightning bolt swaying in the wind in the sky, he felt a chill in his heart and was still unwilling to accept it.