Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

But he can't help it!

Not all mud can grow lotus!

At least he, Zhao Pan, had never discovered the existence of light in his short life!

For the young Zhao Pan, self-deprecation and collusion are choices he can do nothing about.

"My... my son... don't..."

The trembling voice of the maidservant, mixed with fear, reached Zhao Ni's ears.

Zhao Ni, who was distracted, heard intermittent begging for mercy coming from the back house, her heart sank, and she rushed in hastily.

The muscular Zhao Pan used both hands and mouth to tease the most plump maid in her house. Although there were three other maids standing aside, no one dared to step forward to stop her.

Seeing this, Zhao Ni was furious and shouted:

"Beast! Don't stop me!"

Zhao Pan was startled when he heard the voice, let go of the maid, turned around and saw that it was his mother who came, and said bitterly:

"Didn't mother go to find that Zhao Ya? Why did you come back so early?"

The maidservant fled crying in disheveled clothes, Zhao Ni was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Zhao Pan turned his head and looked aside, as if it was a trivial matter.

Zhao Ni's face was silent, she took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Pan fixedly, and was silent for a long time, before slowly exhaling a foul breath.

There was silence in the back house.

"My mother is incompetent and unable to teach me how to become a talent. I found a master for you. You will come to visit with me tomorrow morning!"

Zhao Ni looked at Zhao Pan, her eyes were full of silence.

"cut!"

When Zhao Pan heard Zhao Ni's words, he couldn't help being stunned, and then curled his lips indifferently.

His mother has found countless husbands for him, and this one is not bad.

Zhao Ni saw Zhao Pan's disdain, she quietly closed her eyes, a tear fell quietly, without causing any disturbance.

"This time is different from the past. If you don't learn anything this time, don't come back to see me!"

Zhao Ni opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Pan, her tears couldn't stop pouring out, she knew that she and her son didn't have much time to spend together.

Zhao Pan also noticed Zhao Ni's emotional abnormality, and the five senses in his heart were surging unconsciously, grievance, confusion, and bewilderment. Under the impact of various emotions, his eyes also turned red.

Seeing her son's timid expression, Zhao Ni forced a smile.

"Pan'er, as a mother, I can't take care of you for the rest of my life. When I see Master tomorrow, I must be obedient, and I will be an upright man in the future!"

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Pan to reply, he took his hand and returned to the back hall.

Tomorrow, when we see each other again, it will be more than ten years later. During this last time, she must firmly remember her child's face, thinking that when she meets in the future, she will be able to see the change of her child at a glance.

It was the only thing her mother could do.

......

"Sir, are we leaving again?"

In the manor, Wang Xuebin was instructing his entourage to pack their bags, and Shan Rou, who was dressed in a strong suit, walked in with a sharp sword in his hand, sweating.

Ever since she practiced the Great Nine Heavens Excalibur taught by Wang Xuebin, she has fallen in love with the feeling of practicing swords.

The Great Nine Heavens Excalibur was not created for the purpose of killing. It strives to be unrestrained in every move, in order to have a graceful posture and a generous swing.

In order to study this sword technique, Wang Xuebin spent a full ten days.

Because the Ten Heavens Sword Art is not as powerful as the Nine Heavens Sword Art, so he took the name of the Great Nine Heavens Sword.

After listening to others, they may think that this sword technique is a unique skill, but in fact, this sword technique is no different from sword dance, it is just for the sake of beauty, and to find something for Shan Rou and Zhao Zhi to do.

Since Shan Rou and Zhao Zhi saw this sword technique, they have been studying it every day.

Up to now, the second daughter's Great Nine Heavens Excalibur has reached its peak, and she has also evolved several sets of sword dances of different styles, adding a lot of secrets to the boudoir.

Wang Xuebin couldn't help smiling when he saw the sweaty Shanrou rushing in.

"That's right, I'm leaving, this time I will travel for the last time, and I will settle down in the future!"

Shanrou raised her crescent eyebrows when she heard the words, and looked at Wang Xuebin with infinite longing in her expression.

"Are you going to settle down..."

Wang Xuebin looked at her and nodded.

"At least one year, at most three years, we will be able to retire. When the time comes, whichever country Madam likes, we will settle in that country!"

Shanrou had a bright smile on her face when she heard this.

"Where does the lord talk, and where the lord goes, the concubine will naturally follow her. It is up to the lord to make up his mind about the matter of living in peace!"

"Hahahaha, don't you know me yet? I have food and shelter, and I can stay anywhere. It's up to the wives to discuss this matter. Let's go wherever you like!"

Shanrou looked at Wang Xuebin's eyes as if there was light, glittering and translucent, full of wet feelings.

A few years ago, she didn't even dare to dream of living such a happy and happy life.

Now her only regret is that she has not been able to give birth to Lin'er for Lang Jun.

Fortunately, the days are still long, and Mr. Lang is not in a hurry. He just needs to work harder in the future. The three sisters work together, and sooner or later they will be able to carry forward the Wang family!

Chapter 199 Resurrection

"Mr. Guanlan, the master entrusts Pan'er to you today. No matter what the master wants to do, I hope that the master will not forget his promise and cultivate Pan'er into a talent. If the master breaks the promise..."

It's still Zhao Ya's mansion, it's still Wang Xuebin and Zhao Ni.

At this moment, the momentum of the two of them was completely reversed.

Wang Xuebin sat beside the table with a calm expression, while Zhao Ni stood in front of Wang Xuebin, looking like a madman.

"Even if the Lord falls under the Nine Netherworld, I will never let you have a good time!"

Zhao Ni hadn't slept all night, her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was as if two pieces of dry wood were rubbing against each other vigorously.