Chapter 117 (2/2)

It was already dark at that time. It was the time when Mo Chen lost his cultivation in the burial sword valley. Although there was no heavy rain in the Huihui mountain, the mountain wind was very strong this night. Xiaodong didn't understand why at that time, but now he does. Spiritual pulse is inseparable from every practitioner, and it is the most difficult to control and understand. Of course, Huihui mountain and buried sword valley are not on the same spiritual vein, but the spirit vein of buried sword Valley is reversed, and the area near Huihui mountain is also affected, and the earth atmosphere is abnormal.

Before that, there was no such strong wind in Huihui mountain for a long time. However, the wind on that night was so strong that people doubted whether the roof tiles would be lifted and the trees would be uprooted.

Xiaodong was blinded by the strong wind as soon as he went out. He walked forward with the wall, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Because of his instability, Xiaodong instinctively wants to grasp something to stabilize himself.

He grabbed a tree not far in front of him.

At that moment, Xiaodong clearly felt the change.

It was like a huge whirlpool in front of him. He fell forward uncontrollably and felt like a curtain. The barrier was not hard, and he passed through it with little effort.

Then Xiaodong found that he had seen everything in the valley of buried sword again.

He couldn't describe it in words.

It's like taking off a very tight and thick garment, and I feel that my body is light and unrestrained. There is no time that I can be more free than that moment.

At such a time, Xiaodong even felt that he could capture the dragon from the sky and the moon. There was no one and nothing could stop him.

But he also understood that he could not do anything. Although no one else could see him, Xiaodong could not even pick up a small stone. He could not make a sound and could not warn the people around him.To put it bluntly, I can only watch and worry.

But even so, Xiaodong also wants to accompany the elder martial brother.

It's better to see than not to see.

But now looking at the big brother's dark face, Xiaodong began to realize that he had made a lot of trouble, and the elder martial brother would not let him off easily. Now he is still lying still can not get up, when he can get up, he may not be able to get well.

Xiao Dong tries his best to distract Mo Chen's attention.

”Yes, elder martial brother Wu Is he really your biological father

This is not hard to talk about. Xiaodong is really curious.

Elder martial brother, they are all orphans adopted by master since childhood. Suddenly, relatives come to visit. It is like a legend staged on the stage.

”That's right.” Mo Chen nods.

But

When father and son meet, is the reaction of elder martial brother peaceful?

I don't want to cry bitterly, but the elder martial brother seems to have no concern for the Wu Valley master. He is not more intimate to him than to a stranger.

This makes Xiaodong wonder.

He is also an orphan, and his life experience is wandering. He has only uncle as a relative since he can remember. He has never met his parents. Xiaodong covers himself with this matter. Imagine what his reaction would be if someone suddenly came to the door and said that they were his own parents who had been separated for many years?

Well, maybe he can't do it. After all, he is a stranger he has never met. He is not a child of three or five years old now. He will run away with someone if he gives him a sugar. However, it will not be the same as the elder martial brother?