Xiuwu Niang on Douluo Continent

Yecheng, Qinglan College

When Shen Min opened the office door and saw a silhouette like a crane standing behind the desk and in front of the window, his pupils tightened and he closed the door without making a sound: "What? The daughter-in-law finally gave up today. Appeared? Have you made up your mind to release the young eagle?"

Su Qing turned around and looked back. Even the blue coarse linen clothes could not conceal her grace. There was no trace of time or carving on her face under the ink silk. Different from Shen Min's mountainous handsomeness, Su Qing was like an immortal in the thick fog, misty and misty. Untraceable.

"He is really an old monster. He already has a daughter who is almost twelve years old, and she still looks like a young man. I wonder why we are from two different generations." Shen Min raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. He teased with a smile.

"Xiu Xiu is my only concern."

"I worry about your father who followed you like a peeping tom for nearly a year before letting him go. I don't know whether to praise you or to hurt you."

Thinking that Su Xiu should have arrived home at this moment, but the person the girl had been waiting for and missing so much was in front of him. Looking at Su Qing who was silent in front of him, Shen Min was speechless and couldn't say anything.

In all aspects of their relationship over the past year, he was particularly fond of this female disciple he had taken in on a temporary basis. If his initial interest was due to her martial arts skills and parents, then now he is interested in Su Xiu herself.

As Su Xiu said, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. He now regarded her as a daughter and hoped that she would be happy and stay away from troubles.

It's a pity that I don't want to do it myself, so I have to fly in the sky for a while.

What can a father do? Of course it is a different way to express my love for her.

The two were silent for a long time. Shen Min was the first to break the silence and said: "If you want to leave, walk faster. Momoji is like that, Xiuxiu is braver than you."

Su Qing's lips raised slightly: "Like her mother."

"..." After eating that familiar dog food again after twenty years, Shen Min's facial expressions were quite rich. He folded his arms like a young man, turned his head, and said unconvinced: "I am now But someone who has a girlfriend! A woman no worse than Sister Rong!"

"You have to be more proactive when chasing women. Min Min is in her twenties now. At this time, Ah Rong agreed to marry me."

No matter in the past or in the future, there were only three people who would call him "Min Min", two of whom he would never see again. They were the most important women in his childhood.

My mother's death was irreversible, but my mentor and idol was not.

A nickname brought back so many precious memories. During those three years of adventure, he followed the two of them and ate as much dog food as he had suffered since then.

"Su Qing!" Shen Min exploded.

"If you were willing to believe Sister Rong back then, instead of leaving her and begging those old stubborns, Su Xiu would have lost her mother right after she was born, and would she have been a child without a mother!"

Shen Min rushed to Su Qing, grabbed his collar, and slammed him between the window and the wall. The huge force caused a wave of air as if he was hitting a transparent wall.

A punch filled with sadness and anger stopped just short of Su Qing's face.

Shen Min had been waiting for this moment for ten years. He thought about countless scenes of meeting Su Qing again in his mind. He told himself that the first thing to do was to beat this man severely. Just because this man had the same stereotypes and understanding of women as the world did, she, who should have stood like a giant tree on the mainland, was cut off and disappeared from the world.

He was too weak back then, and when he received the news and arrived, there was only the ashes of an empty battlefield.

Since then, he has never seen the two figures who once led him forward, and he still learned about the aftermath of that battle from other people's mouths.

He wanted to avenge her, but he failed. He was completely defeated and had nothing. What saved him was still the skills left by the person he once admired and admired the most.

The man in front of him was his mentor's favorite person. In the words of his disciples: 'My father is the best and most amazing man in the world'.

Shen Min is also a child with only his father, and Shen Min cannot say this no matter what.

The girl's tranquil eyes, which were incompatible with her age, only had the childlike light at these words, which were really clear and dazzling.

Light and shadow separated the man in front of him. His familiar face had never aged. Why did it fall in Shen Min's eyes at this moment? He looked so peaceful and peaceful, as if he could tolerate everything and at the same time be able to shoulder everything again.

Under such gaze, Shen Min's eyes began to become bloodshot. He was no longer the ignorant and impulsive age. He could understand many things.

He already deeply understands the helplessness, bitterness and powerlessness of adults.

Just when Shen Min was about to let go of Su Qing's clothes, he suddenly clenched his fist and punched the side of Su Qing's face with only his physical strength.

The man's body knocked the bookcase down, and countless books fell like tears.

"You are her husband. As a man, you should stand in front of her, fight side by side with her, and die together!"

"Yes, it should be like this." Su Qing stood up holding on to the wall, shaking a little unsteadily. The books on her shoulders and head fell to the ground like drops of blood: "Xiuxiu is my only concern."

"Go away, I don't want to forgive you."

.......

Poseidon Village, mountains and fields

Su Xiu took Yixuan to the top of the mountain where he used to practice. Because the two of them were running at full strength, they were panting.

Yixuan's eyes fell on the softness in his palm, and the complicated emotions lingering in his heart seemed to dissipate. He told himself that he would stop thinking about things that he couldn't figure out. He would talk about the future things later. As long as she was happy, that was all.

Until many years later, when Yixuan recalled this moment, he really had the urge to slap himself to death. Just because Su Xiu talked about siblings, he would only choose between siblings.

A man should be ambitious, brave, and straight-forward. He forgets and succeeds just because Su Xiu calls him brother. He is really an idiot who has never seen the world.

"This is where I often practice."

Su Xiu sat on the edge of the cliff, with the morning mist floating in the endless mountain rings. He took out a box from the Moon Spirit Ring and said, "This is the gift my father gave me for my twelfth birthday. My birthday is sixteen days later. "

"Then I am really Su Xiu's brother. I am five months older than you."

Yixuan opened the box. Inside was a bag and a book. On the title page of the book was the word "embroidered". This handwriting was somewhat similar to the handwriting in the letter, but the former was more elegant and lively.

"This is?"

Su Xiu turned to look at Yixuan: "This book records the skills and martial arts left by my mother. This mental method is called Xuantian. Once practiced, Wuhun Palace may be hostile, but not everyone can Cultivation, Master has said that when Xuantian Gong is practiced to a certain level, the power that can be mobilized is not only soul power, but also a power called 'qi power'."