Not to mention entering the Heavenly List, even the half-step Heavenly List is difficult to reach.

Not to mention revenge, just maintaining the operation of the Sword Gate makes me exhausted and I can only place hope on you and Lin Lang, but it doesn’t check people’s hearts and makes Lin Lang feel resentful.

Disciple..."

Lin Wandong stretched out her hand and stroked Lin Huiyin's hair, she said:

“Master is a useless person.

I can't avenge and I can't let the Jianmen revive. So many years have passed, and I'm still thinking about it. Back then, Zhang Moye killed my Jianmen elders, but it was not considered as killing the wrong person.

At that time, my Jianmen was prosperous, and I felt a sense of arrogance and frivolity. In Changsha City, I was forced to death by some commercial affairs. Zhang Moye heard about it and came to ask for justice.

This is a world of martial arts, and it is not as good as a human being, and there is nothing to say.

I don’t want you to bear these things, I don’t want you to bear these things, and the grudges of the previous generation at that time were settled by your teacher.

After the disciple, I will be able to manage the Jianmen well and revive the sect.

Did you remember it?"

Lin Huiyin nodded. It was the first time she heard about the secrets of the masters, and her heart was also mixed.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet.

But soon, a knock on the door sounded. Lin Wandong wiped her eyes and said loudly:

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, wearing a black Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand, and walked slowly into the room.

His eyes and Lin Wandong intersected, but then turned away. Lin Huiyin saw that there was a hint of blush on his master's cheeks, which had always been cold.

Just like a girl.

She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was elegant, with white hair mixed in black hair and a sword box carrying it.

She suddenly realized.

In the past few days, when she was having sex with Shen Qiu, Chen Qiu would also tell her something she didn't know, including the past of her master and Huang Wusan. When Lin Huiyin saw the master's expression, she knew it.

This Ziwei Taoist is the person who hides the deepest in his master's heart, and it is also the so-called "childhood friend" who rescued his master from Zhang Moye's hands back.

"Master, I'll go out first."

Lin Huiyin brought up the echo sword, said something to the master, nodded to the smiling Taoist priest, and then strode out of the room.

Huang Wusan held the whisk in his hand and watched Lin Huiyin leave. Then he turned around and looked at Lin Wandong on the chair. He said softly:

"Xiaodong, you disciple, are not bad."

"Is the leader who asked you to meet Huiyin?"

Lin Wandong lowered her head, her tone was calm, but her clenched hands meant that she was not calm in her heart.

Perhaps because she had a long conversation with her disciple just now, she immersed in the past, and then suddenly saw her childhood sweetheart from the past, and her mood could not be maintained, so she could only turn the topic to the other side.

She looked at Huang Wusan and said:

"You can tell that my disciple is good just by just a casual look?"

"My Jade Emperor Palace's face art originates from the inheritance of the Immortal Dao. Xiaodong, I will not read it wrong."

In front of Lin Wandong, Huang Wusan was no longer considered a mediocre person.

He sat next to Lin Wandong with a smile, still in the quiet posture of the past, placing the whisk to the other side, and he whispered:

"Your disciple is the auspicious appearance of the southern Vermillion Bird Wings, and is born with the winged Fire Snake.

If you act stoically, have outstanding talents, are kind by nature, have a smooth fate, and will definitely make great achievements in the future. However, you are soft on the outside and strong on the inside, don’t like to compromise, and have a stubborn attitude. It is probably difficult for you to persuade her to break the love between Chen Qiu."

Huang Wusan shook his head and said to Lin Wandong:

"She, like Xiaodong, in this emotional matter, she will only hide what she thinks in her heart. If she is stubborn in her heart, she will not be free.

This is also normal. Xiaodong, you are the first Western host, and the appearance of Kui Mulang. To be honest, your disciple is better than you. At least she doesn’t have to worry about being afraid and putting herself in prison.”

"Who do you think is timid!"

Lin Wandong's tone became colder.

She looked at Huang Wusan and said:

"Master, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Taoist Ziwei chuckled and said:

"You are honest, stubborn, arbitrary, and unkind, and unkind to the hearts of others. Which one is not the Kuisu astrology? If you learn this technique of face-to-face, you will have few mistakes.

As for me, you are timid in your heart..."

Speaking of this, Taoist Ziwei changed his tone, and the quietness on his body became less reckless, and his eyes became confused.

He stood up, stretched out his hand, and pointed it frivolously on Lin Wandong's chin.

This action was too sudden, and Master Lin didn't react for a while.

Then I heard the person in front of me sternly say:

"Xiaodong, you are afraid that once you leave, the sword gate will no longer have support. You are afraid that you will lose all your courage from what you think in your heart. I said you are struggling for half a lifetime. Are you wrong?"

"You are not Wusan!"

Lin Wandong opened the fingers of the person in front of her. She stood up, with her fingers and a sword in a cold voice:

"Who are you..."

"I am a reckless man in Taishan, Huang Wudi!"

Taoist Ziwei grabbed her beard and said with a smile:

"I lost to Zhang Moye last time, but it was a blessing in disguise. He was suppressed by him, Huang Wusan.

When he saw you just now, his heart was in agitation and he couldn't suppress it. The guy was hesitant and didn't look like a man, so I said those things he didn't dare to say for him.

Xiaodong!

I have always kept my hiding what happened back then.

But do you know how miserable you have caused Huang Wu over the years? He was lucky enough to break through the sky list, but his martial arts skills were no longer close. He was a little short of being able to match Tai A Jian!"

"It's just because the deepest part of his heart is not the sword, but you!"

Huang Wudi said loudly:

"The three of us are crazy men and women, and their relationship is complicated. You hate me for not being aware of it back then. I have accepted it. I have been plotting a prison for these years and willing to be suppressed by Huang Wushou.

But you two are a dull gourd, hiding love in your heart.

Another dead person abandons love for the sake of the sect.

The two of them will never be liberated for the rest of their lives.”

"Xiaodong, I will make it clear to you this time that you want your Jianmen to revive, it is very simple. When you go back this time, you will give the position of head of the sect to our daughter, and you will marry to the Jade Emperor Palace yourself!

Anyway, you and him are actually husband and wife, but Huang Wusang doesn't know.

This will not only bring Wu Baan's pain in his heart, but also help you, Jianmen, and are good to both of you and to both sects!

The old man in charge was so confused that he wanted to be united with Tai A's body and mind, but he was blocked!

Do you understand?"

"You! Get out of here!"

"Isn't it all your fault in that year? It makes me feel nightmares and my martial arts are not enough to improve! I wish I could kill you! You dare to show up and tell me this!"

Lin Wandong was so angry that she was about to go forward to stop the rudeness, but she saw Huang Wusan's eyes rolling, trembling a few times, and then fell to the ground.

"Xiaodong...what did he say to you?"

Huang Wushao hugged his body in pain and said in a weak tone:

"Don't listen! Don't believe it! That's the demon of my heart... Don't believe it! I..."

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Ziwei's eyes turned dark and he fainted.

But the next moment, Huang Wudi's rough voice rang again and shouted to Lin Wandong:

"I'm still standing still, send him back, or you will have a good thing again tonight, okay?"

"Shut up!"

Lin Wandong scolded her whole body, came forward and picked up Huang Wusan from the ground.

Both personalities were silent, and Lin Wandong reached out and touched Ziwei Taoist's cheek. Seeing his black hair grow white, he could only sigh.

Huang Wudi thought it simple.

But the past has changed.

No matter who is right or wrong back then, if you miss it, you will miss it.
Chapter completed!