Xiao Xue looked at Changle's eyes and couldn't help but start to cry. He didn't know why he was so sad.

"Okay, stop crying." Changle said with his hand on top of his head.

"I'm sorry, I'm using you today." Xiao Xue said to Changle sobbing. He deliberately angered Qingpi and attacked them today, and then bet on Changle to help them.

"I've known this for a long time. I can't do this next time. I have to treat others with sincerity." Changle said with a smile, "Can you tell me that I'm very happy to give you a gift."

Changle untied the long sword around his waist, "This is what my apprentice gave me, I'm giving it to you now."

Xiao Xue struggled to hold the long sword, "Okay, you lied to me once, I lied to you once and evened. Hero, do I really not have the talent to practice martial arts?"

"It's really not. You're so good at thinking, so go and study." Changle helped him hold the sword on his shoulder.

"Then are you practicing martial arts because you are not good at brains?" Xiao Xue smiled and resisted the sword.

"Get out." Changle cursed with a smile. "Go back."

"I remember that your name is Zhao Changle. You must travel hard in the world in the future. I am waiting to listen to your story." Xiao Xue shouted with red eyes.

"Then you will hear it for a long time." Changle turned over the horse, waved his back to him, and then drove away.

When Wan Niang saw her son coming back, she struggled to resist a long sword.

"Brother Zhao gave me it. He said I should study hard, but I should also strengthen my body." The boy said nothing.

"If someone gives you such a valuable thing, you will accept it." Wanniang stretched out her fair fingers and lit up her son's forehead.

"I have already owed someone so much favor. I will pay him back when I grow up." Xiao Xue said heartlessly, but he remembered this kindness firmly in his heart.

"Mom tell me the story of my father. I don't want to listen to his story of wandering around the world. I want to hear the story of him when he was at home." Xiao Xue put the sword solemnly.

Wanniang was a little surprised. The child rarely mentioned his father. Only she saw her son being laughed at outside and bullied, she would tell fake stories to deceive him.

He always listened with a smile on his face. The smile made her feel uncomfortable anyway. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask his father today.

"Your father, he is very stupid. He can learn things that others can learn for a long time, but he can't learn if he can't learn it..."

Wanniang was red as she spoke. Xiao Xue grabbed Wanniang and said, "Dad is a big hero! I won't embarrass him. I will study hard and protect my mother for him."

Wanniang turned her body, her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her crying, and Xiao Xue stood on tiptoe and wiped away the tears from her mother's face.

Later, Wanniang's tofu stall business became better and better. Many people from the world would come to eat tofu for a night. When they saw Xiao Xue, they would always praise her. After eating, they would politely give money and never dare to pay for it.

When they listen to their praises, Xiao Xue always plays with her. But he wants to listen to the handsome guy who is Fengshen and laugh at him for not being a martial arts material.

After Changle arrived in Hangzhou, he went to West Lake first.

I never had the chance to come here to see it in my previous life, but this time he did not miss this opportunity.

After watching West Lake, he found a tea stall and sat down and asked for a pot of Longjing. Listening to the soft singing of Wu Nong, a virgin, not far away, was a pleasure.

"I have been waiting for you for several days." Xiang Wentian, dressed in white and tall, sat opposite Changle. "I thought you were not here."

"Oh, your eyes are gone." Changle looked up and said.

Xiang Wentian couldn't beat this guy, otherwise he would really have a good fight with him.

"Since I'm doing business, I've charged money, so I'll finish this business no matter what." Changle looked at him seriously and said, "Even if you, a guy, deliberately harm me."

Xiang Wentian looked at Changle and pretended to be puzzled, "What do you mean!"

"You have been attacking the Five Yue Sword Sect a lot during this period, and then came to see me with great fanfare. It's really a good plan." Changle looked at him with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people rushed past, including Shaolin, Songshan School, Taishan School, Emei School, and many others who didn't know Changle.

"To the dog thief! If you kill my fellow disciples, I will not let you die well today!" The Taoist Tianyi of the Taishan Sect shouted. "You don't have to talk about the morality of this dog thief, let's go together."

"Long time no see you guys," Changle said with his fists at them.

There were also many masters of the Demon Sect around, and they also wanted to capture Xiang Wentian.

"Nephew Changle, why are you with this guy?" Tian Yi said to Changle.

"I happened to meet it, but since I met it, let's help me." Changle looked at Xiang Wentian and said seriously.

"Zhao Changle! How dare you do this!" Xiang Wentian looked at him incredibly.

Before he deliberately met Changle, he killed many people from the Five Yue Sword Sect and asked them to arrest him. When he saw Changle and he was with him, they would definitely think that Changle made friends with people from the Demon Sect.

At that time, Zhao Changle will definitely not be tolerated by the righteous path, and he can just take him to join the leader of the leader. But he didn't expect that Changle would give him this a message when he came up.

I thought you were a loyal minister, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf.

"Dear fellow disciples, leave it to me. Don't be escaped by those people from the Demon Sect." Changle Lang said.

For some reason, everyone surrounded the masters of the Demon Sect as he said.

Alas? Why do we have to listen to this guy's command?

"I will continue to trade, but you can go to Shaolin to cultivate your body and cultivate your character." Changle said when he saw Master Fang Sheng among the crowd.

Xiang Wentian saw that Changle really wanted to capture him, so he naturally would not surrender.

The scimitar was unsheathed from the waist and the action was very ruthless.

Changle had no sword on his body, but he was not panicked at all. He jumped and punched Xiang Wentian.

Feeling the fist wind coming, Xiang Wentian quickly returned to the sword to defend.

Changle took advantage of his return to the defense and immediately rubbed his body and punched him in the forehead.

Xiang Wentian was punched, and he felt like he was singing an opera in his mind, gongs and drums were loud and the stars were shining in front of him.

Seeing his drowsy appearance, Changle was about to seal several large holes on his body.

But Xiang Wentian was not an ordinary person. He endured the dizziness and tried to strike Changle three times.

These three swords came with strong internal strength. At this time, he had no scruples and was ready to kill Changle.

"These three swords are of some significance." Changle said with a smile.

One punch

Fist is like thunder

This punch broke his three slashes.

The second move

Turning fist into palm, the most common wild horse division in Tai Chi.

This move grabbed Xiang Wentian's arm, pulled and loosened Xiang Wentian and vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!