Chapter 457

Dusk is dark, occasionally a few gray brown flying birds across the sky.

"Sand and sand --"

the sharp grass stubble gradually disappeared from the snow white clothes.

As the night turned thicker, this area was even more silent, and there was no trace of living things. Instead, the soil was washed away by the recent rain, exposing some tattered bones, which was set off by the moonlight, revealing a cold and terrifying atmosphere.

The man was unconscious and focused on searching.

He was a slender man with a straight back, like a bamboo growing in the air. He was upright and mighty, and ordinary monsters did not dare to approach him.

All of a sudden, he couldn't go any further.

It's phalanx.

"Finally I found you... "

The young man saw through the heaven and earth and broke the xuanhuang array with a wave.

The cave was dark and narrow, and only one person could pass through it.

He went in sideways, his clothes rubbing against the stone wall, and the cold touch invaded his skin.

Soon, he arrived at his destination, a slightly spacious site, with a square, smooth and bright basalt in the center.

After a close look, we can see that the color of the basaltic stone is actually very dark. The reason why it shows light is that it is covered with a layer of silk like fine ink hair, and a line of light is opened at the top of the cave, and the color is even more clear and bright.

The owner of the black hair was wearing a black skirt with a waist tied and gold thread on the skirt. His identity was obviously extraordinary. But now she was dying, half of her pale face buried in her hair, her eyes closed, her lips stained with blood, and the decadent breath of a dying man could not be concealed by her extravagant costumes.

The young man stepped forward and gently picked up the woman's face in his palm. The red tassel of the earlobe was gently coiled in his palm, and a beautiful flower was opened.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. "

He bent down, his forehead against her, very warm.

"I will save you."

Even if he was to sacrifice his supernatural power, he would become a common living creature within a hundred feet of the world.

The mysterious power is injected into her forehead, and the woman in her arms is in danger of getting out of the dying state. She finally has a reaction, moves her fingers gently, and makes great efforts to open her sleepy eyelids.

I want to see who it looks like.

She made so many enemies that she had few friends.

Who would it be that such love would hold her in his arms?

In the first half of her life, she had a wonderful life. As a favored son of heaven, she should be put on the altar and be worshipped by people. Naturally, she would not care too much about her ministers under her skirt.

As for the rest of my life

The woman pulled out a wry smile, and her life became a joke.

On the wedding night, the fiance eloped with a humble maid and regretted his marriage in public. Numerous criticisms followed, and the man walked smartly and left the woman dejected.

The people worshipped the young Lord so well that she didn't know what rumors to fear, so that she suppressed day by day and became possessed by demons.

In order to get rid of the demons, she was determined to kill the repentant fiance and the little maid who betrayed the Lord. But who knows, this little maid looks ordinary, but her luck is good. Every time she is in danger, countless men give her a helping hand, which makes her fall back and adds new wounds to her old wounds.

She did not understand what kind of infatuation the little maid had given them. She had no talent, no appearance, and no virtue. She could let these proud men fight for her? It may be that she gave birth to a delicate and soft body. She can't stand to be frightened. Her eyes turn red when she is scared. She looks like a soft and harmless fluffy rabbit, which arouses the affection of men. From time to time, she wants to rub the soft white belly of a little pet.

Of course, she doesn't care about them, and she just wants to get justice back.

It is the act of betraying the Lord that the servant girl dallies with his master. Is it wrong for her to kill her?

Why do they point to her nose and say that she is a heresy and will only kill innocent people?

She's not willing, really not.

But what's the use?

Her spirit and spirit were broken. Even if the mysterious man saved her, she could not get rid of the fate of the disabled.

It's better to be dead, clean, and have nothing to do with the world.

She gave in.

Women's desire for survival is becoming more and more weak, and their consciousness is chaotic, and they don't want to open their eyes.

It's a good death to die in a warm and generous chest.

The thin hands fell down slowly.

"Pa --"

a green bracelet rolls down.

The man in bed awoke with a start.

At first, he was stunned and stroked his forehead, and his hair was moistened with sweat.

"Dad Nightmare again? "

The tender voice was soft to the ear.

A little girl rubbed her eyes, turned over and lay on the man's chest. Her little pink face was inlaid with a pair of glazed eyes. Her lips were soft and ruddy. She was about eight or nine years old."Did you wake up?"

Her father stroked her soft cheek, soft as water.

"Well Dad's wake-up is not a wake-up. " The little girl shook her head and nervously asked him, "Dad hasn't said, what's the nightmare?"

He dreamt of the scene before her death.

Color Shuli's mother kisses the child goodbye, then turns her head and looks at him from afar.

She seemed to open her mouth and say something.

The voice was so low, so low, it couldn't be heard clearly.

He was crazy to catch her, to protect her, but in vain, the whole process witnessed the beloved in the sky under the ashes.

That's a good-bye.

"Dad --"

before the little girl finished her words, she was surrounded by her father's hands on her weak shoulders. There was no room for resistance, and her small face sank into the man's chest.

She frowned bitterly.

It's all bones. It's scaring.

Although he was tall and tall, he was not in good health. It was said that he was brought out of his mother's womb. He was like a floating paper man. A little cold could blow him down. Sometimes her father coughed badly, and she was lying on the bed every three days with her eyebrows frowning and blood in her eyes.

When the doctor came to see his father, he was hard to be tough and didn't let her step into the door, so she didn't know what disease he had.

Cui Xiaodi, who lives next door, always finds fault with her. He says that her father has tuberculosis and will die soon. By then, she will be alone. No one hurts or loves her.

How can the little girl swallow this tone and fight with Cui Xiaodi on the spot.

Children in winter are wrapped up by adults. They are dressed in heavy and cold resistant winter clothes. They only show two eyes and look like chubby little dumplings. Then the little tangyuans grabbed each other's hair and ears, and rolled from the head of the yard to the end of the yard, from the end of the yard to the head of the yard. The water and fire were not equal, but they were even. So they fought for a long time and destroyed the four seasons flowers and plants planted by the master himself.

That day, the little girl was punished by her beloved father.

The imp still kept on climbing up the wall of her house, looking at her stand lazily, with a black face and a puffy face.

I really hate that little girl.

Now she wants her father to get better soon, and then move to another place, even the buffalo town next to Liuli town. She doesn't dislike the name. She will never see this hateful little bastard again.

"Daddy?"

The strength of the hand slowly relaxed, the little girl took a breath, raised her head, and ran into a pair of quiet black eyes.

She froze for a moment.

Her father's eyes are the best she has ever seen. Her eyes are long, her eyes are clear and clear, and they are closing in the clouds of Qinglan. Only in front of her, Dad would ease the chill in his eyes.

She thought, as if she understood something.

For example, why is she favored by young ladies as soon as she goes out, and they always like to bring her something delicious and fun.

Cui Xiaodi's sister next door took care of her in all kinds of ways, just like the Pearl in her eye, which made her younger brother like to pick it up.

But dad didn't like her contact with others.

I remember once my father fell ill again. She was bored for a while, so she was fed by Cui's sister. She teased the little yellow dog under her feet. Unconsciously, she was late. It was nothing, but my father came to pick her up with his sick body. His shirt was loose and half of his finger was open. His face was pale under the light. The little girl didn't dare to disobey him any more.

"Linlang..."

Dad's cold fingertips fell on the corner of her lips.

This is not supposed to be a normal father's behavior.

The little girl was a little frightened.

In fact, she didn't care about it before. She got close to Cui's sister and was occasionally taught not to be too close to men. After all, she is a ten-year-old girl, and she can marry a few years later. What should be avoided is to avoid suspicion. She wants to refute that her father and "man" are different, but Cui's sister is a smart, quiet and well-known big girl. She has never done anything wrong. If she doesn't listen to her, it will be like a wolf in a dog's heart.

"Dad..."

She turned her head and looked at him timidly.

The little girl's green eyebrows and eyes are not long open, and the outline is more like.

My father watched.

After the first World War of Jianmen, ya'er replaced him and became the new master of heaven.

And he, at the last moment, understood the supreme law, burned the incarnation outside the sky, and stepped into the current of the past.

He deduced for a hundred years, and he had been scheming for a long time, and finally got this hard won cause and effect.

But the cause and effect is also random. When he arrived, Lin Lang had been broken by another one. He did not have any survival instinct and even resisted his strength. To die with one heart and one mind. He had no choice but to dispel her love and hate for half of her life and return to her most innocent and innocent age. He was close to saving her life.Yu Wuxue doesn't want to be trapped in the past. He wants to come back again, so he hides the past resentment and only keeps her name. She lives in seclusion in a small town with beautiful scenery.

She woke up, but she couldn't recognize him.

She called him Dad.

According to the age of the world, she was six years old, and he was 26 years old. As soon as the little girl opened her eyes, she saw him standing in front of the bed. Her eyes were sparse and gentle. She had no memory in her mind. She could only calculate his identity by instinct.

The way of heaven was originally the father of all living beings, and her feeling was not wrong.

He said no.

His girl was just bluffing her and began to sob.

He attributed her amnesia to children's playfulness and broken their heads. The little girl thought he didn't think she was sensible and didn't want her.

When she cried, he could do nothing.

Can only become her "father", for her household chores, clothing and feeding.

But he never thought she was his daughter.

He and Lin Lang have been intertwined, that fiery love always torments him, she is too young, he does not want to frighten people, in the night always suppress that creeping desire. But the little girl didn't know anything. Her eyes were adorable, only her respect and longing for her father were gone.

"Not Dad." He said in a low voice, "it's a husband."

He never claimed to be his father in front of her.

The little girl did not speak for a long time.

"A few days ago I didn't teach you how to write these two words. Haven't you learned yet? " The young father lay on the bed, untied the jade crown, with crow hair scattered. From her point of view, he had a high nose, and his slender and luxuriant eyelashes drooped down, faintly tinged with shadow. As a result of years of illness, his lip color is always thin and weak, only the corners of his lips, as if often wiped, break a shallow attractive red mark.

"Yes, but..."

The little girl's heart beat fast.

"That's not Can the closest people call it? "

The young father reached out and combed her hair in her ear. The knuckles were distinct and twined with black silk.

"Aren't we the closest? How does Lin Lang want to get close to each other

Perhaps he was seriously ill, or he might have seen her again tonight, and he could not suppress the emotion in his heart and wanted to confide it to his girl without reservation.

"You are a father The little girl was crying.

Father is father. How can you be a husband?

"I'm not your father."

She shivered.

Father was always the most solemn and restrained, and never looked at her with such terrible eyes.

That calm ice like black eyes into a fire, hot and crazy, seems to be in her body every inch of the skin brand their own traces.

"Lin Lang Call my husband... "

"Bang --"

a figure rolled out of bed.

"Lin Lang!"

The young father tried to take her hand and was thrown away.

The child's eyes reflect panic, confusion, anger, and a trace of disgust.

He was in a daze.

And the little girl ran out with her face covered.

"Lin Lang, you come back, cough..."

Yu Wuxue subconsciously wants to chase out, just walk a few steps, the body shakes for a while, dizziness aggravates, he has to hold the chair, cover his mouth with handkerchief.

A blood lotus blossom on the snow.

The little girl ran away with her head down and bumped into someone around the corner.

She turned her head and left.

One hand pinched her wrist.

It turned out to be a small enemy next door.

"Well, it's too much for you to squeak when you hit someone." Cui Xiaodi sneered, "just in time, you were unreasonable last time, but also kicked me in the face, hurt me enough to heal half a month, this account is not too late today."

The little girl looked down at him, her voice was weak, but she still refused to forgive. "You are a man, and you don't eat by your face. Is it interesting to hold on so much?"

"It's very interesting, young master." The little enemy's voice was measured in a negative way, "I'm going to travel in the world. If I'm ruined by you, how can I get on the list of young swordsmen?"? I tell you, don't think you're a girl, just want me to show mercy and cherish jade. If there's no door, the window is also closed. I'll give you two chicken wings today, and you can't fly out. "

“…… Rivers and lakes? Can I go? "

The little girl looked up.

She had just cried, eyes wet red, nose also took a little pink, soft waxy.

So Cui xiaojianke is stupid.

Little tiger How How

It's so cute.

No, as an ambitious young swordsman, how can he be defeated by a little beauty? He wants to be serious, he wants to be calm, like a child's heart beating, what kind of system!Cui Xiaodi completely forgot that he was only ten years old, and looked at her with deep eyes. "Do you think the river and lake is the place where you play? That's where the knife licks the blood, like you This kind of... "

The little girl looked at him with a pair of misty eyes, and Cui Xiaodi suddenly became poor.

He hummed, stiffly shifted the topic, "if you want to wander around the world, don't you fear that your father will break your leg?"

Cui Xiaodi is just saying it casually. The immortal father would like to hold her in his hand every day. How could he do such a thing? Who would have thought that she shivered and could not stand still.

Then he stumbled and fell on him.

"Hello --"

Cui Xiaodi's blue veins were jumping on his forehead.

Would you please identify her rival camp? They are enemies who have fought, pulled their ears and pulled their hair. They will be irreconcilable all their lives.

"You are so good..." She grabbed his skirt and looked up. "Can you protect me a little bit?"

Cui Xiaodi's ear tip is reddish. Fortunately, his hair is covered by thick stubbles. He turns his head uneasily and snorts again, "I take the world as my own responsibility, and I don't talk about children's private affairs."

The little girl was raised too well by Yu Wuxue, and she was too ignorant. She did not understand the meaning of children's private love. In the face of her little enemy, her sharp teeth and cunning ability were even more powerful. "Then you take the world as your own responsibility, but I am one of the people in the world. You can't even protect one of them. Do you want to protect the second, third, fourth and fifth?"

Cui Xiaodi:

It seems reasonable.

"You agreed, didn't you?"

The little girl tugged at his sleeve.

“…… I'm afraid of you. "

The little swordsman said that she couldn't, so he just gave up.

The two little guys said they were wandering in the world, but they were actually secretly "running away from home". Unfortunately, they were caught by their families on the way back. The little girl's mouth was covered with sugar dregs, and the sugar gourd on her hand had just eaten half a bunch. That was Cui Xiaodi's unbearable entreaties. He bought it for her with money from his private house. His face was full of pain and heartache.

But with the experience of leaving home this time, the feelings of the little friends are warming up rapidly.

The little girl grudgingly forgave little Zhuma's venomous tongue.

Cui Xiaodi grudgingly forgave little green plum's insolence.

So he was worried that xiaoqingmei would be punished by her father. He hesitated and bravely took all the responsibilities, "I encouraged her to go, and it has nothing to do with her. If you want to punish me, you can punish me. "

The little boy was just growing up. He was as tall as a man's waist. It was hard for him to raise his head and hurt his self-esteem. He had to stare at the other party's belt jade pendant in a daze.

"Do you really want to be punished?"

A man's voice cannot tell joy and anger.

"Well, Mr. Yu, my brother-in-law, he is by no means the kind -"

the sister of Cui's family is in a hurry to explain for him. The other party glanced at him and looked indifferent and alienated, and she kept silent unconsciously.

The little girl bit her lip, moved away, grabbed the man's sleeve and whispered, "it's me. I asked him to take me. Dad wants to punish, punish me. It's all my fault. "

The man raised his hand.

She was afraid to close her eyes.

The heavy force did not fall, but rubbed her hair.

"Sorry It's dad that's not good. It's frightening for us

It's strange.

What's so strange?

The little girl was completely stunned, staring at the banished fairy father squatting down and straightening her disordered braided hair with his jade white fingers, "don't be afraid, Dad won't be confused in the future." He smiles. His brows are warm like spring, like a scene of flowers. Cui's sister is dazzled.

He didn't like to laugh.

The little girl wanted to break her head, but she didn't know what was wrong. She simply gave up and threw it into her father's arms.

He hugged the little girl who had been lost and recovered.

Although the heart of desolation in wanton spread.

He has lost her.

Lost ya'er.

Lost his master and elder brother.

There's nothing left.

He has no future, the future is already fragmented.

Only this little bit of the past residual temperature, he does not want to lose, can not lose.

It's better to live than to die.

"Well Let's go home. " He disguised his hoarse voice and returned to his unsmiling, calm and quiet father.

"Well!" The little girl nodded heavily.

The next moment, she was lifted up by her father.

"Gee, Dad, what are you doing? Come on, let me down. " She's very embarrassed. She's still on the noisy street.

"You've never been far away. You must be numb if you go so far." Father patiently explained, "if you are shy, bury your face, others don't know."But who doesn't know you are my father here.

The little girl had some bitterness and didn't resist.

My father was very thin, but he walked steadily without any discomfort.

Father is always at ease.

Leaning against her father's bony chest and listening to the noise of the street, she slowly fell asleep.

Still holding the half string of sugar gourd tightly in his hand.

Her father held her in one hand and saw that she was asleep, so he gently waved her into the thick marten cloak to block all the wind and frost.

In a flash, I was seventeen.

The little girl grew up to be a pretty little girl like Liu.

The little enemy has also grown into a sword eye star eyes Cui Xiaolang Jun.

Separated by a wall, she plays the piano here, and he practices his sword there.

Although they were childhood sweethearts, they grew older and couldn't cross the secular distinction between men and women. They seldom met each other except during festivals and holidays. One day, on a whim, she suddenly wanted to see with her own eyes how the little enemy practiced martial arts. She stopped playing the piano, moved a low ladder and climbed up the wall with her light skirt.

under the tall and tall tree of the phoenix tree, the young man is as light as a swallow, and the sword is a dragon snake.

It's much more interesting than playing the piano.

She was full of enthusiasm. The second day Rizhao moved the ladder and planned to carry out the whole observation.

But as soon as he looked up, he was next to something.

Soft.

It's a nose.

A strange and blazing breath blew across her face, with the slight sweat of the young man after practicing martial arts.

Two people big eyes stare small eyes for a while, the other side takes the lead to defeat, tiger face asked, "you peek at what I do? I'm not ashamed. "

She blinked. "You are good at practicing sword. Can't I peek at it?"

The boy suddenly blushed and his neck was thick, and finally he dropped a sentence, "no Yes

I don't know if it's impossible or OK.

It's strange.

She felt her chin and thought about it, but soon she didn't think about it.

Recently, many people have come home to propose marriage. Little lady Yu has little expectation of marriage, but she can't help but feel annoyed by her choices.

Dad said that she was in charge of everything.

If he wants to marry, he will support his little girl for life.

But do you want to marry?

She sat in the little yard with a sad face.

A peach blossom was handed to her.

Jade little lady Yisheng.

The peach blossom is not lying in the palm of the hand, but is pinned on a shining silver sword.

There are flowers on the sword, so there is a pool of red lotus in the youth's lake.

"For me?"

She raised her eyebrows with joy. Danfeng's eyes were full of hope.

“…… Well. "

Cui Xiaodi is uneasy and turns his head. He looks cold and impersonal as he was when he was a child. Especially after the youth sword power has been completed, the whole person becomes more and more aloof and fierce.

She played with the peach branch, looked at the petals swaying, and thought of something. She poked her head and asked him curiously, "you are all seventeen years old. When will you go out?"

Liuli town also has immortals from heaven to earth, although far away from her, also know that it is a beautiful world.

However, she had no ambition. She just wanted to guard the square yard and the sick beauty father who could be blown away by a gust of wind.

“…… It's coming. Why are you in a hurry? " The young man showed a little impatience, "do you want to drive me away so that you can get married quickly?"

She stares round Danfeng's eyes and is extremely aggrieved.

She kindly asked him about his future plans, who knows where to step on his painful feet.

"Don't say it." She quipped her lips. "I don't want it anyway. When the time comes, you will walk on your log bridge and I will cross my Yangguan road... "

Lin Lang learned this sentence from the storybook. It was a swordsman's wanton life. The beauty was like a rainbow, but the swordsman's heart was still like water. She never moved by it. The beauty became possessed in despair and became the enemy with the swordsman.

"How dare you --"

he squeezed her wrist tightly, and his two eyebrows pressed his eyes fiercely.

"Well, I'm kidding. Don't get angry." She pleaded to him, "my hand hurts. Will you let it go? You do not love me, also love your flowers, not easy to pick is not? In case it falls on the ground, it has to... "

The shadow suddenly covered.

The young swordsman leaned over and kissed her.

Green kiss, reckless kiss.

"I'll ask my mother to propose tomorrow."

He tried to keep his heart pounding and pretending to be mature and steady.

Listen in the ear of Lin Lang is actually, "I, I tomorrow, let mother, come to propose, you don't let others, marry you, OK?"

It's like a little stuttering. It's pathetic and cute.

"Don't you go to the end of the world?" "I don't want to be widowed at a young age. If you die, I will remarry."Cui Xiaodi:

Bah.

He has a long life.

"No more." He grabbed his head and suddenly found that it was not so difficult to make the decision.

"Why?" The little lady came over, a lotus dimple was so beautiful.

Cui gave her a sad look.

Does she think he doesn't want to go? His sword was entangled in the ears, and his horse was washed clean. The silver and dry food were all piled into the package. He even drank strong wine to strengthen his courage. He was one point short of making a decision. Every time he went out bravely, he could always see the little enemy buying rouge and water powder in the street. It was as beautiful as the sun in March. So the hero was short-lived and ran home with his tail in his arms.

Lin Lang thought for a moment and said, "it doesn't matter. After we get married, sister Cui said that there will be a baby doll. Then let him go to the lake for you. When he finishes your last wish, I will ask him to burn more incense for you..."

Cui Xiaodi:

Bah.

He doesn't want to burn incense.

He finally understood what geomantic omen means by turns. When he was a child, he had poison in his mouth, and when he grew up, he had to be destroyed by his daughter-in-law.

Although he ate a lot of venom, Cui Xiaodi still seriously told his parents about his marriage to his elder sister after he came home.

The parents of the Cui family thought that they could not keep the son who was determined to go out. They were overjoyed. They discussed the whole night, and the next day they cleaned up the shop and called on them.

The father of the jade family was a little distracted, but he was polite and agreed to the marriage of his little son and daughter.

The wedding date was set in August, a little hasty.

The father cut down the camphor tree in front of the door, and made two wonderful wedding boxes for his daughter himself, and paved them with the best dense silk. He hoped that his daughter and husband could be both "willing" and "together".

On the day when she left the cabinet, she was dressed in gorgeous clothes and her wedding dress was like fire.

The bronze mirror reflected his father's slender figure.

He held a wooden comb and combed her hair carefully.

"One comb to the tail."

"Two combs till the white hair reaches the brow."

"Three combs to..."

The bride is naive to make fun of him, the eyebrows and the corners of her eyes are the tender feelings of her daughter. "What are the three combs? My father clearly recited it last night. I heard it through the door. Don't play tricks."

The father swallowed the fishy sweet throat and said with a smile, "how can you forget? Three combs till my girls and grandchildren are full. "

She was satisfied, and let him do his hair and make-up.

"My son is beautiful today."

Her father ordered some flower ornaments between her eyebrows.

"Well, my husband is looking for it. My father thinks it's beautiful, isn't it?" She tilted her head.

My father's fingers stopped and he pulled back his sleeve.

"He has a mind."

"Yes, I always thought he was a cold and smelly rock, but he bullied people."

The father patiently listened to his little daughter's nagging, and did not give him a face to attack his husband.

She suddenly laughed and waved to her father. It was a little secret.

He bowed down.

"Well, dad knows how I like him? That day I climbed the wall, saw a white boy dancing under the Wutong tree, the dragon snake wandering away, and the thunder was turned over. It was really amazing. If he is my husband, he will protect me all my life. "

My father was stunned and forced to smile for a long time I see. It's really a young hero. "

His mind is wandering, like a puppet, being indifferent and numb by the surrounding things, pulling his flesh and bones.

Be a good father.

For example, at this time, he sat on the high hall and watched the new man enter the door.

All around were filled with happy smiling faces, shouting the match made in heaven.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two obeisances to the high hall."

The bride is led by the bridegroom and kneels down to her parents.

She bent down.

The crimson fringes of the cap were shaking.

When the bride is helped into the wedding room by the bride's wife, a swarm of people rush to the bridegroom and persuade him to drink.

As an elder, he should have come forward and said appropriately, "my uncle is not good at drinking. I will drink for him."

Next to the crowd quiet for a moment, like quail, it is not easy to persuade.

"This Mr. Yu is weak Forget it... "

"Nothing." He rarely smiles, "today married daughter, as a father, always want to make an exception for her."

He has long knuckles and clear jade bone.

The master said that this is the most suitable hand to hold the sword.

But he couldn't hold the sword, he couldn't hold a man.

Her only use was to block wine for her husband with these useless hands at the wedding banquet.

Three years after marriage, Lin Lang gave birth to a pair of twins.

Young husband and wife are in a hurry to welcome the arrival of new life, tired all day.It was the grandfather who could not bear to see his daughter haggard and took over the affairs of his grandson. Strange to say, two lawless little demons came to my grandfather's hand, and they were very clever and relieved.

A few years later, the little grandson, like his father, became fascinated with swords and pestered his grandfather to teach him one or two moves.

In the eyes of children, my grandfather can do anything except a little sick.

"Your grandfather doesn't know the sword. Ask your father."

He touched the little guy's head.

"I don't believe it. You must have practiced sword all the year round."

My grandfather laughed, but he stopped talking.

When he was young, he had a sword alone, a white hunting, defeated the three heroes.

What's the use?

Now I can't keep my sword.

He can't keep his girl.

Born proud, defeated.