Since then, the Guigu Sect has ushered in a great purge, beheading and imprisoning all those with evil intentions.

But everything is too late. From then on, the Guigu Sect, like other sects, will be squeezed out by the national destiny."

Zhao Hao: "..."

From this point of view, Huang He's lineage must have been a wall-riding faction in the past.

He couldn't help but ask: "So, is there anyone in the Guigu sect who can help grandpa break through?"

Xiao Jianqiu shook his head uncertainly: "I don't know either, but the Zhao family bloodline should be able to induce the founder to come out of seclusion. If he is willing to take action, there may be hope!"

Zhao Hao was so confused that he stuttered with fear: "Master Zuzuzu?"

Patriarch?

Are you talking about Guiguzi?

This special person who existed before the founding of the Qin Dynasty is still alive now?

Zhao Hao was numb.

He looked at the old lady: "By the way, what is the state of the Patriarch?"

Xiao Jianqiu waved his hand and smiled: "You will know this later! I can only tell you that capturing a dragon and controlling a phoenix is ​​a piece of cake."

Zhao Hao: "..."

Should I say it or not, it’s really a bit scary.

Hongling was sent by the old lady, but she recently awakened to the true dragon bloodline. Although it is very thin, a dragon is a dragon.

And Huang He...

There were some doubts before, but after Huang He took out the phoenix marrow, his body became obviously weaker.

Zhao Hao is not stupid, how can he not guess something?

This Guigu sect really has something.

This thigh must be held firmly from now on.

After all, my grandma’s status seems to be relatively high. Children of employees are not allowed to have a special channel for holding thighs, right?

The two of them chatted for a while, and then Zhao Hao was kicked out by the old lady.

The old lady herself stayed in the pharmacy, saying she wanted to treat the old man's injuries.

Zhao Hao curled his lips.

Fortunately, the old man was in a coma, otherwise he would have had to work hard to invite grandma back.

Maybe, for the old lady.

A half-dead husband is a good husband.

After leaving the door, Zhao Hao sent a message to Huang He. After receiving the response, he quietly ran to the wall of the small courtyard.

Luo Shui is practicing his sword.

Huang He was secretly watching Luo Shui practice his sword.

Ever since she told Luo Shui that she could meet her family as long as she mastered the family sword manual, Xiao Nizi practiced swordplay every day when she got the chance.

But Zhao Hao knew that this sword technique was almost impossible to practice.

Just now he asked the old lady where the sword manual came from and what its name was.

As a result, the old lady said that the name of this sword technique is called "Sword Manual", and the origin is that the first sword came out in ancient times, which was called Sword Ancestor.

It has been intelligent since the moment it was born. For it, practicing the body means practicing the sword. In the end, it directly proves the Tao with the sword and disappears from the world.

All that remains are the sword marks of the place where it became enlightened.

Guiguzi accidentally broke into the place where he attained enlightenment, and used his great supernatural power to record what he saw and heard there on jade slips for Guigu's disciples to observe.

result……

Thousands of years have passed, and Mao, a disciple of the Guigu sect, has not even attained enlightenment.

Then it somehow fell into Huang He's hands, and then was given to Luo Shui.

Zhao Hao was a little dissatisfied: "Aren't you trying to trick people? You forced the ancestral sword skills to trick Luo Shui."

Huang He smiled and said: "How did I lie to her? The sword technique passed down by the master, why is it not the sword technique passed down from the ancestors?"

"Wu Cao? The master is considered an ancestor!"

"The word "Master" means "Ancestor", so why shouldn't it be counted?"

"Is the shemale considered a monster?"

"hiss……"

Huang He was confused. He didn't expect that Zhao Hao would ask such a tricky question.

Zhao Hao sighed softly: "You don't want to meet Luo Shui so much!"

Huang He forced a smile: "It's good to just take a peek at her. There's no need to meet her."

Zhao Hao: "..."

OK!

The two sisters obviously miss each other, but they can't meet each other no matter what.

Huang He didn't want to tell the secret behind this, and it was not convenient for Zhao Hao to press him.

But this proves more and more that the Guigu sect has something.

Zhao Hao has been thinking that this special girl's biological sister, Huang He, is suspected to be a phoenix, and what kind of creature is Luo Shui?

After being together for so long, I still haven’t found any feathers on her body...

Zhao Hao rubbed his head and felt that the bird pen was really messy.

Huang He looked at Luo Shui and frowned slightly: "Why do you feel like the little girl looks unhappy?"

Zhao Hao grinned: "I pretended to be missing a while ago and didn't tell her, and I didn't take her with me when something big happened in the palace today. I'm probably angry."

"Ah this..."

Huang He was a little angry now: "Why didn't you take her with you? Is she afraid of danger?"

Zhao Hao felt a little unreasonable when he was asked, and quickly said: "The main reason is that we can't bring him in. The palace is on full alert. All the non-military experts have been stopped. Even Lao Yang can't get in."

Huang He nodded slightly, but still said: "I don't care anyway, you have to coax her well! Give you one night, or I will tell the little fox about the black socks you gave Ning Wanli."

Zhao Hao: "Hiss..."

It's really hard to hit a snake seven inches!

Even Xu Lingyun is fine.

Talking about Ning Wanli...

He wanted to say something else, but Huang He had disappeared.

The mother's legs were broken.

They say love makes people blind, but family affection also makes people blind, right?

Sister Huang He, who is usually considerate, has started to threaten people?

However, Luo Shui was indeed in a bad mood, and the white light on the star became somewhat dim.

"Xiu!"

"Xiu!"

"Xiu!"

The sound of the sword being drawn out could be heard endlessly.

But now Luo Shui's sword was not as artistic as before, but rather unorganized, as if he was slashing randomly.

One pass to the Eight Swords.

It doesn't look like practicing swordsmanship, but rather like letting off steam.

Zhao Hao felt a little flustered, but still walked over cautiously.

"Luo Shui, practice your sword!"

"..."

"Are you cold this late at night?"

"..."

"How about I buy you some sword manuals? You've already transformed yourself."

"..."

Zhao Hao opened his mouth, but after all, he did not continue the awkward conversation.
To be continued...