Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 34 The main character template in martial arts novels

"Your father was killed by the Dali Duan family, they are so brave!" Su Xinghe already knew that the young man in front of him was his master's grandson, and the young man's mother was his junior sister who was a little girl back then.

What was the Duan family in Dali when the master ran amok in the past, but now they are also being bullied by the Xiaoyao faction.

But then he looked at Zhao Wen again, and asked back with doubts in his eyes: "How do you prove that you are Li Qingluo's son?"

He did remember, the person he was hiding also knew the information about his junior sister, and the young man in front of him might have been found by that person too!

"I have memorized all the cheats in my home's Langhuan Jade Cave. If I prove it, will Mr. Su tell me the whereabouts of my grandma!"

This is the most important point of Zhao Wen's plan, but he still answered Su Xinghe's question very politely. Just looking at his manner of speaking, even Su Xinghe had to admit that the young man in front of him was a humble young man who had just walked out of the house. .

"Why did the Dali Duan clan kill your father?" An old voice came from the wooden house. After the voice appeared, the expression on Su Xinghe's face instantly became extremely respectful.

"My mother came out of the rivers and lakes at the beginning of the year, was deceived by the King of Zhennan in Dali, and was abandoned after she became pregnant, so she married my father!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen showed deep hatred on his face. Now he has completely brought into the template of the life experience of the protagonist in the martial arts novel, and said with a sad face: "For more than ten years, our family of three has lived a life together. I am extremely happy, but a few months ago, the Duan family suddenly came to my door and seriously injured my father in front of my mother!"

"Mother said that only grandma in the world can help us avenge this bloody feud, and asked Mr. Su to tell me the whereabouts of grandma!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen already had tears of grief on his face, and knelt down in front of Su Xinghe, begging.

"Why doesn't your mother let you find your grandfather?" The voice in the cabin asked with guilt and hesitation.

"My mother said that her tragic fate in this life is because grandpa moved on and abandoned her and grandma back then. If grandpa doesn't know where he is now, how can he remember that he has a daughter!"

"what……"

As soon as Zhao Wen's words fell, a heart-piercing wailing sounded from the wooden house. The voice was full of guilt and echoed throughout Leigu Mountain.

"Master!"

Su Xinghe broke through the wooden door and rushed into the wooden house at the fastest speed, and saw that the master who had fixed himself in mid-air with a few silk threads had fallen off the silk thread and crawled on the ground.

The eyes that used to be extremely confident, now they don't even dare to look directly at themselves when they see themselves coming in.

His face was full of despair, and there was a hint of death in his eyes.

"what……"

Wu Yazi's voice was full of despair, the head of the Xiaoyao sect who was rampant in the Jianghu back then, a happy family of three.

Because now the Xiaoyao faction has been torn apart, and my daughter was played and abandoned by a mere Dali Duan family.

Even after her daughter found her husband again, she still came to find her husband who killed her daughter.

Even the disciples taught by himself betrayed him, so that he could only hide in this cave and linger on his last breath.

Whether it is sect or family, I am a complete loser.

Constantly twisting and turning in the cave, the desperate wailing sounded louder and louder, making the entire Leigu Mountain seem to be covered with a layer of sadness.

"At this old gentleman's age, and having suffered such a serious injury, it can be said that life would be worse than death. No wonder the voice is so painful!"

Zhao Wen's voice sounded in the cave, apparently following Su Xinghe in.But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wen immediately knelt down in front of Su Xinghe and begged again as quickly as possible: "Mr. Su Xinghe, you are my mother's brother and the only person in the world who knows the whereabouts of my grandmother, please tell me Where is she!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wen began to frantically kowtow to Su Xinghe, his forehead was already red and swollen after just a few kowtows, and his eyes were full of pleading when he looked at Su Xinghe.

After Zhao Wen came in, he was no longer struggling, but his face was clearly deathly silent, and then he looked at Zhao Wen who was kowtowing desperately on the ground. Su Xinghe felt a pang of sadness. Born from the heart.

In his tone, he asked Zhao Wen with a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Since you can memorize all the martial arts secrets in Langhuan blessed land, why don't you learn martial arts?"

"I used to think that reading was the happiest thing in the world. Even if I memorized all the martial arts secrets, it was just as a way to pass the time. But I never thought that if I didn't have martial arts, my life would be in the hands of others at any time." Under control!"

Zhao Wen put himself into Duan Yu's perspective, but there was endless guilt in his tone, and he said to Su Xinghe with deep regret in his voice.

"Pfft!" A bloody arrow spit out from Su Xinghe's mouth, the young man in front of him had exactly the same thoughts as himself and his eight disciples, it was simply the biggest irony of his life.

"Old Mr. Su!" Zhao Wen screamed, stepped forward to support Su Xinghe, and said anxiously: "If you are willing to tell the whereabouts of my grandmother Li Qiushui, after I take revenge, even if it means taking my life, I will give you my life." I can give it to you too!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen knelt heavily on the ground again, and begged: "Please tell me, please, your brother, my mother, should take pity on her miserable fate in her life!"

"Hahaha!" Su Xinghe's voice was filled with misery and remorse, while Wu Yazi's expression on the other side calmed down.

"Son, come here and let me see you!" Wu Yazi whispered to Zhao Wen with a vibrato.

"Meet the old gentleman!"

Zhao Wen walked up to Wu Yazi lightly, and bowed respectfully. No matter in temperament or demeanor, he was a handsome young man. With only this etiquette, Wu Yazi could be sure that his grandson must have had good upbringing.

"Su Xinghe doesn't know where your grandmother Li Qiushui is, but I, an old man, can teach you a martial art that is enough for you to run rampant in the world!"

"Father said in the past that it takes decades of hard work to practice any martial arts well. Now my heart is full of hatred. How can I still have the intention to take revenge after decades of practice!" Zhao Wen said with a smile. He looked at Wu Yazi with a look of disbelief.

"I assure you, this exercise is very easy to learn, and it won't take long for you to have the best internal strength in the world!"

When Wu Yazi mentioned his martial arts, Wu Yazi's voice was full of arrogance. Even in his current fate, he still believed that the Beiming Divine Art he practiced was the most powerful martial art in the world.

"No, why do you have pure Taoist internal energy!"

(End of this chapter)