C15

"Flower Butterfly, I am calling you." Luo Ling shouted into the room.

"Got it." "Yes." Hua Yu replied.

"Your relationship is really good." Li Yuyan put the ingredients away properly.

"Doctor Li, you should daub the hair on the patient's forehead. This is for food."

"Hey, hey, hey! Flower Butterfly, can't you hear me? Still not coming out? " Luo Ling, who was standing outside the door, stomped his feet in anger. She didn't even raise her eyes as she said, "Are you still stomping your feet? Are you a little girl?"

"You're the little girl, your whole family is a little girl!" Luo Ling shouted out in anger while Hua Yu raised his head. His gaze made Luo Ling's head go numb. However, he still braced himself and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have no family." As Hua Yu spoke, she continued to lower her head to deal with the matters on her hands as if nothing had happened, "Either you die, or you don't want me anymore. Before you curse next time, use your brain first."

Luo Ling opened his mouth and muttered softly, "It's not like I know."

"I think you're really spoiled by your senior brother." Hua Yu stretched her body and did not look at Luo Ling's expression: "Let's go, didn't you say Brother Tang would call me?"

In the courtyard, Tang Ming saw the red shadow and immediately stood up. "Young Master Hua."

"Why are you looking for me? I'm very busy." Hua Yu was still rubbing her hair, as if she hadn't slept soundly.

"It's like this." Tang Ming pulled out his sword and jumped back a few steps in fright, "Hey, hey, hey. I still need to take care of the patient. I can't compare notes with you!"

Tang Ming's face was full of black lines, "Young Master Hua is overthinking it."

"Isn't it?" Hua Yu tilted her head and said, "I remember Master said that your Cloud Sky Sect is the most battle-loving, so you always find people to spar with. Basically, every time you draw your sword, you want to spar with others for all eternity."

"Your father has misunderstood!" Tang Ming replied with a righteous tone, without a hint of guilt in his expression.

Luo Ling, who was standing at the side, did not have the face to look at his senior brother. The person who loved to fight the most in this generation was you, senior brother.

"That's good." Hua Yu patted her chest. "Then why did you draw your sword?"

"I want to let Young Master Hua see what's so special about this sword." Tang Ming handed the sword to Hua Cha.

Last night when he was fighting with the red-clothed person, the other party had been staring at his sword from behind. With the other party's ability, killing him would be as easy as flipping his palm, but not only did the other party let him go, he even returned the jade pendant back to him …

If the other party let Junior Brother go because of the jade pendant, then if she let him go, it might be because of the sword in her hand that confirmed something, saying that the jade pendant was originally his.

Although Tang Ming had always believed that his sword was only slightly sharper than others' swords, he had never doubted that this sword had some sort of special meaning.

Hua Yu received the sword with a puzzled expression and faintly felt that it was familiar. When she saw the 'Tang' character on the hilt, her expression changed as she looked at Tang Ming with a complicated expression, "Brother Tang, you don't even recognize your own father's sword?"

"Father?" Tang Ming did not understand. "Young Master Hua must have made a mistake. This sword was given to me by Master. Moreover, I was an orphan brought back by Master, so I have no idea who her father is."

Tang Ming clearly remembered what the kitchen's Uncle Da Zhuang had said before. When his master carried him back, even though he was dressed extravagantly, his body was covered in blood. The master who held him also had wounds all over his body, as if his young self had been rescued from a fierce battle.

He had a fever that lasted for three whole days.

Tang Ming had never doubted his words. After all, at that time, the martial arts world was in an uproar. Even though Tang Ming was still young, he still remembered that every day in the sect, you would be injured, crippled, or even … It was not an accident that his family was killed.

After Tang Ming came to the Cloud Sky Sect, the area he stayed in was surrounded by people. Moreover, the range of his movement was very small, as if he was afraid that something would happen to Tang Ming. It wasn't until Tang Ming was five that he started to feel better, and then Tang Ming had a noisy junior brother.

"…" Hua Yu said hesitantly, "Don't tell me you don't even know your own relationship with Sect Leader Chu?"

"Isn't it true that master and I have a master-disciple relationship?" Tang Ming found this funny. "Is there some other relationship?"

Flowers Away: "..."

"Then... Even if that's the case, you should at least know about the weapon rankings in the martial arts world, right? " Hua Yu opened her mouth gloomily, feeling that she should save him once more.

Tang Ming, who had always been obsessed with sword practice and unable to extricate himself, was at a loss. As for Hua Yu, he looked at each other speechlessly.

Hua Yu facepalmed, "You must have heard of the Tang Family's castle, right?"

"Naturally." Tang Ming looked at Hua Yu with a puzzled expression. "Who doesn't know of the world's number one castle?"

"You should also know about the massacre at the Tang Family Castle." Hua Yu returned the sword back to Tang Ming: "Among the 569 people who died in that tragic case, including the one who made all four of our heroes lose their luster — — Tang Qing."

Tang Ming nodded. "And then?"

"Although Tang Qing died tragically in his early twenties, countless people were interested in his life. For example, the top fifteen in the rankings were all made by Tang Qing, and even the current young master Wu Shuang was named Little Tang Qing. At that time, Tang Qing was worthy of being called the number one person in the world." "However, Tang Qing only forged two swords. One was a nebula, and the other was the Brilliant Heart. The nebula was given to the Fleeting Blade Master Tang San Ye as a gift, and the Brilliant Heart was a sword Tang Qing had prepared for himself. The sword in your hand is Brilliant Heart."

"After the Tang Family Stronghold was destroyed, it shouldn't be an accident that the Heavenly Cloud Sect took back the remains of the Tang Third Master, right?" Tang Ming looked at the sword. "It's a ownerless object after all."

"That would be a mistake. You must know that your master's twin sister is actually the third master's wife." Hua Yu looked at Tang Ming and said, "Moreover, my master said that when the Tang Family Castle was destroyed, Sect Leader Chu took in the Tang Family's only son as his disciple and took good care of him."

"You said that I am Tang Qing's son?" Tang Ming looked at Lonesome Flower in shock.

"Master told me this too." "Five hundred and seventy people in the Tang Family Castle. Only Tang Qing's only son, Tang Ming, was saved."

Although many people in the martial arts world suspected that Chu Junran had taken on a disciple with the surname Tang, and just missed his nephew, after all, Chu Junran had never revealed his relationship with Tang Ming. However, Hua Yu still chose to believe in his master, especially after seeing the Enlightenment Sword in Tang Ming's hands.

"Master has never told me these things." Tang Ming put the sword back.

"Who knows?" Hua Yu narrowed her eyes and smiled like a cunning fox. "Perhaps, I just don't want you to bear too much of a burden?"

Although Hua Yu had found an excuse for Chu Jungran, he didn't believe in it himself. However, when he saw Tang Ming nod his head seriously, he couldn't help but be suspicious … It couldn't be true, could it?

With this thought, Hua Yu felt that he really should stay away from these two brothers.

One or two was not something a normal person could understand!

"In that case, thank you very much, Young Master Hua." Tang Ming nodded to Hua Yu.

"Then …" "What are you going to do next?"

"Since Master doesn't want me to know, I won't ask." Tang Ming's eyes were clear and bright. "When Master wants to speak, he will naturally speak. Now, even if I want to ask, Master won't say it, right?"

Hua Yu stared at Tang Ming: "Sometimes, I really can't see through you."

Sometimes he was sensible and sometimes he was ignorant. Sometimes he felt like he had met his own kind, and sometimes he felt like Luo Ling was the second one.