Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

"Da Wu and Xiao Wu, how are you? Are you both okay? Are you injured anywhere!?"

When Wu San Tong heard the call, he immediately looked in the direction of the voice anxiously, his eyes quickly locked on his two sons, brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, who were standing not far away. Then he took big steps impatiently, ran hurriedly to them, and asked them with concern on his face.

"Dad, I'm fine! Don't worry!"

After hearing the voice, Wu Dunru quickly turned to look at his father Wu Santong, a relieved yet extremely strong smile blossomed on his face, and he spoke in an extremely firm tone, each word was full of power, making people involuntarily believe that what he said was true.

"Dad, I'm fine too!"

At this moment, Wu Xiuwen also hurried over, fearing that his father had ignored his existence. As he spoke, he patted his chest hard. The loud sound echoed in the air, as if proving to everyone that he was indeed safe and sound.

"Dad! Today, the three of us, father and son, have worked together to kill the notorious and vicious Li Mochou, to avenge my unjustly deceased mother and let her soul rest in peace!"

Wu Dunru's eyes seemed to be completely ignited by burning anger, filled with shocking blood color that seemed to be able to burn people's hearts. It was a mixture of hatred and determination.

He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his voice trembled slightly due to his inner excitement and desire for revenge, but he still spoke with great determination to his father Wu Santong, who was old but still stood tall and had a firm look in his eyes.

Every word seemed to burst out from the deepest part of his heart, full of unquestionable power.

Wu Dunru's eyes contain deep love and endless longing for his gentle, virtuous and loving mother Wu Sanniang, an emotion that cannot be erased by any time.

He also has an undying hatred for his archenemy, Li Mochou. It is a deep-rooted hatred that is like oil boiling over a raging fire, which becomes more and more intense. He is determined to burn the other party to ashes before he will give up.

"That's right! Dad, the three of us will work together and swear to kill the evil Li Mochou to avenge the humiliation my mother's spirit in heaven has suffered!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xiuwen beside him followed without hesitation. Every word he spoke was as sonorous and powerful as the sound of metal and stone, and his face was full of determination without any concealment.

The clenched fists trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of the excitement and fighting spirit of facing his old enemy Li Mochou. There was a firm light flashing in his eyes, as if he had crossed the boundaries of time and space.

He witnessed with his own eyes the moment when he fought a decisive battle with his archenemy Li Mochou, ultimately won a great victory, and justice was served. His certainty and belief in the future made him exude a strength and determination that should not be underestimated.

"Uncle Wu! Why are you here?"

Guo Fu's gentle voice contained a bit of surprise and unexpectedness that was difficult to conceal. She almost couldn't wait to walk forward. At this time, the warm sunlight was shining through the sparse clouds.

Dancing lightly among her hair, it added a bit of agility and vitality to her. The rays of sunlight seemed to be infected as well, reflecting the pure and bright smile on her pretty face, making the whole picture vivid.

Her gaze anxiously searched behind Wu San Tong. Her bright eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing with a firm light, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and fog.

Just to find the figure who was extremely familiar and important in her heart. However, things in the world are often not as expected. Although she was full of expectations, unfortunately, Guo Fu did not see her parents Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

The joy in her heart was inevitably diluted by this sudden reality, and was replaced by a hint of doubt. Guo Fu frowned slightly, her eyes revealing a mixture of confusion and expectation.

So, Guo Fu couldn't suppress her inner curiosity and anticipation, and asked softly and hopefully.

"Where are my mother and father? Did they come with you, Uncle Wu?"

As she spoke, a gleam of eagerness and anticipation involuntarily flashed across Guo Fu's beautiful eyes, which were as clear and bright as the tranquil waters of a lake in autumn. She stared closely at Wu San Tong in front of her.

She was afraid of missing any subtle expression on his face. Every flash of his eyes or subtle change of the corners of his mouth pulled at her heartstrings and she observed them intently.

He hoped to catch even a little information about the current situation of his parents, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, from the expression and behavior of Uncle Wu in front of him, and he would not miss even the slightest clue.

Wu San Tong looked up and saw a graceful girl standing in front of him. It was Guo Fu. Her fair and delicate face was full of concern, and her bright eyes were shining with anxiety and expectation.

He couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown into this appearance, and he himself has gray hair. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but soften his voice and slowly spoke to her.

"Fuer, you don't have to worry too much. Hero Guo and Madam Guo are unable to come because of an urgent and important matter happening in Xiangyang!"

Having said this, Wu San Tong paused slightly, his eyes full of traces of time flashing with an unquestionable firmness, and he continued, with a barely perceptible tenderness and comfort in his voice.

"But Fu'er, you don't have to worry too much. Just stay here peacefully and don't run around. Wait until the three of us work together to deal with the notorious Li Mochou, and then we can make other plans!"

At this moment, in a slightly messy and quiet place, Wu Santong and his sons were stunned to witness this incredible scene before them. Hong Lingbo's slender hands seemed to be the most exquisitely carved by nature, as delicate and smooth as warm jade.

She was gently supporting the injured Li Mochou with a gentle but firm attitude, but she still maintained her graceful and cool temperament, although her hair was a little messy at this moment.

But the light in those cold and beautiful eyes was still bright, which formed a sharp contrast with the caring behavior of her apprentice Hong Lingbo. Obviously, Hong Lingbo intended to help her escape from this place full of disputes and stay away from the dangers and entanglements in front of her.

This sudden scene made Wu San Tong, who was already anxious, instantly furious. His eyes suddenly widened as if they were about to spit fire, and the beard around his mouth stood up due to the violent fluctuations of his emotions.

Like steel needles, the muscles on his face twitched unconsciously in anger, and every wrinkle seemed to tell of his inner indignation and unwillingness. Wu San Tong's clenched fists trembled slightly.

His teeth were chattering, and the indescribable rage in his heart was like a raging flame blown by a strong wind, burning fiercely and almost swallowing him whole.

"Li Mochou! Don't even think about escaping from here!!"

Wu San Tong took a deep breath, gathered all the internal strength in his Dantian, and roared. The sound echoed in the empty space like thunder, carrying an unquestionable power and majesty.

The dense leaves around were rustling, as if even nature was trembling at this roar.

The two brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen quickly exchanged glances. In that brief look, an unshakable firmness flashed in their eyes. They understood each other without saying much.

The two brothers adjusted themselves immediately and moved nimbly toward the position where Li Mochou and her cold-blooded disciple Hong Lingbo were, forming a pressing formation.

Their hands were clenched into fists, their knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, and a strong fighting spirit emanated from their bodies, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, with its edge exposed, and they vowed to take down the great enemy Li Mochou before them.

The air around them was filled with a tense and heated atmosphere, and a fierce contest was about to take place.

"Li Mochou, today the three of us, father and son, must kill you to avenge our mother!"

Wu Xiuwen's eyes flashed with anger, he stared at the injured Li Mochou in front of him and roared loudly.