Chapter 655

Jian Er stepped forward, arched his hand toward Ning fan, and said, "it's so offensive just now. Please Haihan."

Ning fan nodded. Although these swords were unreasonable at first, since the other side apologized, he would not pursue them too much, so he said: "it was a misunderstanding before."

Jian Er looks at him gratefully, and then looks at Ling Yue, the sword master who they have been searching for for for many years. He looks a little excited, but he doesn't know what to say.

At this time, the sword God coughed. With the help of his apprentice, he stood up and said excitedly, "daughter, welcome back."

Jianchi looked up at him with a complicated look. She was very strange to Jianshen, but she was moved by the warmth in his eyes and words.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to call it. The word "father" had appeared in her mind many times, and she had imagined it many times. But when it came to an end, she could not say it, as if there were thousands of words in her chest.

"Just come back, just come back. Sword two, go to prepare room for Ling Yue and Ning fan. " Then the sword God nodded to Ning fan.

How can he not see the intimate relationship between Ning fan and Jian Chi? But he doesn't know Ning fan's identity yet.

Before that, he had heard Jianyi's report about Ning fan, saying that he knew Ling Yue's whereabouts and that he was the elder brother of the underworld in southern Sichuan.

But today he saw with his own eyes that although the identity of the big brother of the underworld was not known to be true or false. But this Kung Fu is really no longer true, especially the red nameless sword makes his heart become a little elusive.

However, the sword God also saw that his daughter did not fully accept him, but Ling Yue would listen to Ning fan, so it is helpful to ease the relationship between father and daughter to leave Ning fan.

Jian ER was ordered to leave. The God of sword and Jian Chi looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say.

Cough!

Suddenly, Jianshen coughed violently and his face turned red.

"How are you, master?"

Sword crazy look also become nervous, hesitated for a moment, asked: "are you ok?"

Although, she still did not call out that "father", however, the sword God heard this greeting, but he laughed from the bottom of his heart, this greeting is more effective than any magic pill, he quickly nodded and said: "it's OK, it's OK."

At this moment, he is an ordinary father, and has nothing to do with the identity of the sword God.

Sword crazy smell speech, relaxed tone, the corner of the mouth slightly tilted up a radian, obviously was relieved.

"Master, please go back to your room and have a rest. We will treat miss and Ning fan well." Looking at the fragile sword God, sword three people anxiously said.

Sword God nodded and said, "well, I can't accompany you. I'll go to heal first. Sword three, you must treat well, must not neglect

"Yes, according to master's order."

The sword God left with the help of Jian 5 and Jian 6. Looking at his back, it's hard for outsiders to imagine that the sword God would have such a tragic defeat.

However, the sword God didn't care about the defeat, because he found his daughter who had been lost for many years, which is more than any success to be happy and to be congratulated.

"Miss, Ning fan, this way, please." Jiansan leads them to an elegant courtyard. The courtyard is antique and most of them are made of superior wood. The mountain wind blows and the air is fresh and natural.

"This is your yard, miss." Jian Er came over, and he had cleaned it up again. It was obvious that although there was no one living here, it was cleaned all the time, so it was very clean.

Sword crazy Ling Yue nodded noncommittally. She knew that she would never have to be called sword crazy again. She would be a child with a family from now on. Her name was Ling Yue.

Ling Yue looks at the strange environment, but the bottom of her heart is warm.

"Ning fan, this way, please." Jianer leads Ning fan to the other side.

Ling Yue called: "where is he going?"

"Guest room."

Ling Yue bit her lips, took a deep breath and said, "can you let him live in this yard, too?"

There are three or four rooms in this courtyard. There is no problem for Ning fan to live in.

Jian two and Jian three look at each other. They are not familiar with the newly returned young lady and can't understand her temper, so they can only do things according to her temper for the time being.

Originally, Ning fan was a guest and shouldn't live in the boudoir of the host's family. But this time, the situation is special. Jian 2 and Jian 3 can only accommodate each other.

Ning fan looks at Ling Yue. From her words and deeds, he sees another her. She is totally different from the one who was infatuated with swordsmanship before. Now she gradually shows more of her daughter's true colors.

Ning fan nodded happily, which was the best for Ling Yue, so that she would become a complete individual, a flesh and blood person, rather than a cold sword.

Ning fan and Ling Yue live in two adjacent rooms. Jian ER and Jian San leave. Two people stand in the courtyard of the courtyard, four eyes opposite, Ling Yue took a deep breath, closed his eyes, is very enjoy the appearance.

"Jianchi, no, I should call you Lingyue in the future." Ning fan showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "Congratulations, I finally found my father."

"Lingyue..." she whispered the name, which was full of feminine beauty. It made her heart ripple, but she liked it very much.

She looked up at Ning fan, for his congratulations, she did not know how to answer, because she has not completely come out.

"Ning fan, how did you come to Jianzong?" Ling Yue asked.

"I'm worried about your safety. Huang Fengtu, an old fox, is too cunning. I guessed that he would surely bring you to Jianzong. If you fight with the sword God, I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good, so I'm here to save you." Ning Fan said truthfully.

"Help me?" Ling Yue's heart is filled with strange things, "thank you."

"Last time I fought with Qianlong, you also saved me, so you're welcome."

Ling Yue's mouth a Yang, said: "not the same."

"Ling Yue, now that you are completely free, what are your plans?"

Ling Yue's eyes flashed a blank color. Before, her only goal of living and struggling was to find the sword God for revenge.

But now she found that the hatred was a lie, and it was exposed. Therefore, she suddenly lost her goal, lost her faith, and she was at a loss. What else would she do when she lived in this world?

She shook her head blankly and said, "I don't know."

Ning fan understood her feeling very well and said, "but I believe that the master of sword God should make arrangements for you. If your father and daughter are reunited, he will certainly leave you in the sword clan. You two will face each other day and night, which can make up for many regrets."

"Sorry?" Ling Yue is disappointed. She has been practicing sword for the past 20 years. The so-called regret is that her skill is too slow. Occasionally, she will miss her parents, but it will soon become a powerful driving force to practice sword.

"Ning fan, are you going back to southern Sichuan?" Suddenly, Ling Yue asked.

"Yes, since you have nothing to do and Huang Fengtu is dead again, I will go back to southern Sichuan naturally."

Ling Yue opens her mouth and wants to say nothing. She can't help but think of the little things she got along with Ning fan in her mind. Now she's going to leave. Her heart feels empty.