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After eating, the mausoleum keeper Gu Changtian gave Zhao Wujiang some pointers on how to practice the indestructible power of the Vajra, which benefited Zhao Wujiang a lot.

Then Gu Changtian urged Zhao Wujiang and the two to leave.

Under Gu Nanyuan's reluctant gaze, Zhao Wujiang took Gu Nanyuan's hand and walked back along the original path.

Gu Changtian watched Zhao Wujiang and Gu Nanyuan go away. He blew out the candle in his hand. The light disappeared and darkness came. He stood motionless in the darkness.

After a long time, a figure appeared in the darkness, wearing a long robe and a silk hat.

"Are you satisfied with this child?" The voice was hoarse in the darkness.

Gu Changtian's eyes flashed:

"My talent in martial arts is amazing, my medical skills are superb, and I'm neither humble nor overbearing in my dealings. I'm pretty good at it."

"Nanyuan is a sword furnace, and the sword energy has been stored in the body for many years, while Wujiang is a sword. When the two of them come together, Wujiang sharpens the sword body, and the sword energy soars into the sky and becomes a great dragon."

"Who is Zhao Wujiang?" Gu Changtian's voice was cold. He had known the man in black robe for many years and never knew his identity. But when Nan Yuan went to Kyoto, it was the man in black robe who was in charge.

thing.

Now Zhao Wujiang's arrival is suspected to be promoted by the men in black robes behind the scenes, and Gu Changtian got the news from the black robes that made him furious. Nan Yuan has kept the sword for many years in order to make a wedding dress for Zhao Wujiang.

So who is Zhao Wujiang?

"The child of Jianzhong..." The man in black robe said calmly, as if he did not feel Gu Changtian's anger, and continued:

"That's what I promised you, to provide Nan Yuan with support."

Sword Tomb? Gu Changtian's eyes trembled. The Sword Tomb is also known as the place where swords are buried. Countless swords are buried and forged in the entire Sword Tomb. There are countless swordsmanship masters hidden in it. It is a holy place in the hearts of those who use swords in the world.

Gu Nanyuan went to the Sword Tomb to practice in the past few years. One of the seniors taught Gu Nanyuan the unique skill of the Sword Tomb - the sword-raising style, which uses the body to cultivate the sword's intention, like dripping water penetrating the stone.

Gu Changtian did not expect that he would actually learn from Heipao that Zhao Wujiang was Jianzhong's child, but judging from Zhao Wujiang's various behaviors, he did not know it.

"Who are you, Zhao Wujiang?" Gu Changtian asked. He found that there were shadows of men in black robes behind many things.

"He is also my child..." The man in black robe had a hoarse voice. He looked in the darkness in the direction where Zhao Wujiang and Gu Nanyuan were leaving, and murmured:

"My father is waiting for you to grow up, Wujiang..."

"Is he your child?" Golden stars kept emerging in Gu Changtian's eyes, and he suddenly felt murderous intent for some reason.

The man in black robe put his hands in his sleeves and said with a faint smile:

"Speaking of which, you still have to thank me. If it weren't for Wujiang, how could your stubborn illness be cured?"

.....

Zhao Wujiang and Gu Nanyuan walked out of the passage and walked through the white mist.

The moment he walked out of the dark passage, he felt an inexplicable palpitation coming over him. His mind was racing, and pictures flashed by.

He covered his heart, feeling as if he was separated from the world. He saw Gu Nanyuan's anxious face, as if he was asking him what was wrong, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Then Gu Nanyuan hugged him tightly, as if to comfort him.

After a few breaths, the palpitations and the feeling of separation faded away. Zhao Wujiang hugged Gu Nanyuan hard, breathing heavily.

"Are you okay? Why didn't you answer me just now?" Gu Nanyuan bit her red lips with worry on her face.

A forced arc appeared at the corner of Zhao Wujiang's mouth, and he smiled faintly:

"fine..."

He gently touched Gu Nanyuan's cheek. Gu Nanyuan did not dodge, but his cheeks were stained with a hint of shyness.

Zhao Wujiang gently lifted up Gu Nanyuan's black hair, and an exquisite face that was still speechless appeared in his eyes. In the corner of Gu Nanyuan's right eye, there was a tear mole, which added to Gu Nanyuan's appearance.

Pure charming temperament.

"Have you always lived here?" Zhao Wujiang asked gently.

"Well..." Gu Nanyuan held Zhao Wujiang's hand and led him through the vast fog. Recalling the past, she looked a little gloomy:

“I have been living here since I was a child, and occasionally I would come out to listen to Grandpa Kuzhu’s sermons.

Three years ago, I went to the Sword Tomb to learn swordsmanship from a senior there and learned a sword-raising technique.

I heard that it is very powerful. It can nourish the sword energy and store it in the body, so that it can defend against enemies in times of crisis.

This spring, I went to Kyoto with Brother Qi Lin..."

As he spoke, Gu Nanyuan's eyes lit up slightly:

"Later, I met you...

You're different from everyone else I've met...

You...I seem to have seen...

Hmm...that's not right, anyway, it makes people feel very familiar and at ease..."
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