Stunning weapon

In Wu Zhanhou's room, the old man lay quietly on the bed, his complexion was not very good-looking, and his body was also very weak. Lying here, he tried hard to recall what he had experienced in his life, but felt that some I can't get up.Unexpectedly, in just a few days, memory began to decline.He sighed softly, shook his head with a wry smile, coughed a few times, and thought of Mo Zheng again. Fortunately, he passed on his mantle in his later years.

"Grandpa Wu..."

Wu Zhanhou suddenly heard Mo Zheng's voice, he thought he was hallucinating, and the wry smile on his face grew stronger.At this time, there was another soft call: "Grandpa Wu..." Moreover, the voice was a little closer.

Wu Zhanhou hurriedly turned his head, only to realize that little Mo Zheng was standing beside his bed looking at him worriedly, Wu Zhanhou was taken aback for a moment, how could he be approached by someone without noticing him?However, he immediately understood that all his skills had been ruined. As an old man in his [-]s, he was already very good before he could hear other people's words clearly. What more could he ask for?

Although, he laughed at himself, but when he saw Mo Zheng, he was really happy in his heart, he hurriedly got up, and said, "Zheng'er, are you here?"

"Grandpa Wu, my father said that Zheng'er can worship you as a teacher. Zheng'er is here to learn from you. Do you still accept Zheng'er?" The little guy looked at Wu Zhanhou with an expectant look on his face.

Wu Zhanhou was stunned, his nose felt a little sore from Xiao Mozheng's immature voice, there was a conflict where he wanted to cry, he couldn't help but smiled again, what happened to him, his body was weak, could it be that his mind followed Get weak?

In the past, he had great abilities and wanted to take Mo Zheng as his apprentice, but 1 little guys refused, but now he is just a bad old man in his dying years, and the little guy actually came to apprentice. Speaking of it, it is really a bit funny.

"Zheng'er, I leave everything that Grandpa Wu can teach you to you. As for moves, the martial arts of Jianzong and your father's sword art are better than what Grandpa Wu knows. If anything can help you, it is to comprehend the way of the earth, but Grandpa Wu can’t do it now, if you can understand it, I’m afraid Grandpa Wu won’t be able to wait..." Wu Zhanhou showed a kind smile However, no matter how you look at it, the bitterness in it is stronger.

Mo Ying stood in front of the door, looking at Wu Zhanhou's heroic appearance, she felt a little sour in her heart, she shook her head slightly, and turned her face away.

Mo Zheng looked puzzled, and said: "What is the way of the earth? Zheng'er doesn't understand this. Zheng'er only knows that Grandpa Wu is a good man, and he really loves Zheng'er. Dad also said that Grandpa Wu is a man worthy of respect." People. He agrees that Zheng'er will be a teacher, so Grandpa Wu doesn't want to accept Zheng'er anymore?"

Hearing the little guy's words, Wu Zhanhou was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed: "I'm so confused, the relationship between master and apprentice is not as simple as teaching a few kung fu, Zheng'er made Grandpa Wu understand a lot... "

Little Mo Zheng couldn't understand Wu Zhanhou's words, and he was full of doubts, and said, "Grandpa Wu, can Zheng'er be a teacher?"

"Of course it is possible, the old man will accept you as a closed disciple!" Wu Zhanhou tried his best to sit up straight, and Lao Huai raised his voice in relief.

Hearing Wu Zhanhou's words, Mo Ying brought tea to the little guy, and said softly: "Mr. Wu, the conditions are a bit rough at this time, this gift of apprenticeship..."

"Keep it simple!" Wu Zhanhou waved his hand, as if he had regained some of his former demeanor.

Mo Ying nodded, handed the teacup to the little guy, and said, "Zheng'er, offer tea to master."

The little guy knows about this ceremony of apprenticeship. When he was living in Jianzong, people in Jianzong often told him about the affairs of the Jianghu. He knew more about the Jianghu than Chaotang. He didn't need to be taught, so he knelt down, saw the tea with both hands raised above his head, and said, "Master, please use tea."

"Okay, okay, okay!!" Wu Zhanhou said a few good words in a row, then picked up the teacup offered by little Mo Zhengjing, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Little Mozheng kowtowed three more times, Wu Zhanhou took his arm and said, "Good apprentice, get up quickly. As a teacher, this life... has no regrets!"

"master!"

"Hey!" Wu Zhanhou agreed loudly, and then burst out laughing.

Seeing that Wu Zhanhou was happy, Xiao Mozheng also laughed out loud. The old and the young, the laughter of the two made Mo Ying's eyes turn red. For some reason, seeing Wu Zhanhou's current appearance, her My heart is extremely uncomfortable.

"Master, Zheng'er will serve you in the future, and when Zheng'er's martial arts becomes better, Zheng'er will protect you." Little Mo Zheng patted his chest and promised.

"Okay, master is waiting!" Wu Zhanhou nodded.

Mo Ying slowly exited the room, no longer listening to the conversation between the master and the apprentice, and slowly came to the gate of the courtyard. At this moment, Mo Xiaochuan was standing quietly admiring the scenery in the palace. A lot of joy, but also gave him a lot of trouble.

What will happen to him next, he doesn't know, but looking at the scenery in front of him now, he is much calmer.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Ying came to Mo Xiaochuan's side and asked softly.

"It's nothing, how is Commander Wu?" Mo Xiaochuan was born in the Forbidden Army, and he is still used to calling Wu Zhanhou by this name.

Mo Ying shook her head slightly and didn't say anything, but Mo Xiaochuan could tell from her expression that Wu Zhanhou was not very good.After being silent for a while, Mo Ying finally said, "However, Zheng'er and him are very happy."

Mo Xiaochuan hummed, and said slowly: "In this way, Zheng'er will have no regrets."

Mo Ying knew that the reason why Mo Xiaochuan did this was because he was more concerned about Xiao Mozheng. At Wu Zhanhou's age, his skills were ruined and it was impossible to recover. That is to say, his life would not last long. If, If Wu Zhanhou really died, but Mo Zheng failed to learn from his teacher, this may be a regret in Mo Zheng's life. After all, Wu Zhanhou has become a very important person in his growth.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't want his son to have any regrets, but also wanted him to grow up happily. Parents all over the world are the same, even Mo Xiaochuan is no exception.

Standing not far from the two of them, the old man of the divine guard felt a little helpless when he heard what they said. Wu Zhanhou and the others also respected them very much. If it weren't for Wu Zhanhou, they might not have joined the divine guard. Mo Zhiyuan was already completely loyal, even if Mo Zhiyuan wanted to attack Wu Zhanhou, they could only obey.However, I still feel a little regretful in my heart.

Wu Zhanhou, who is all-powerful, never imagined that his old age would be like this, which they never imagined.Time passed quietly, and half an hour later, little Mo Zheng came out of the house, with a happy expression on his face, seeing Mo Xiaochuan running over quickly, he said happily: "Father, Grandpa Wu... No, the master promised to accept me."

Mo Xiaochuan picked him up: "Well, Dad knows. Zheng'er is so well-behaved, your master will naturally accept you!"

"Yeah!" Little Mozheng said with a smile, "Master even praised you."

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head with a smile, and said, "Let's go, we'll meet grandma."

"Father? Aren't we going home?" Xiao Mozheng showed doubts on his face.

"In a few days, my grandma has been ill recently, and my father is very busy, so I don't have time to take care of her old man. Would Zheng'er be willing to show filial piety for my father?" Mo Xiaochuan spoke to Mo Zheng in a discussing tone. .

Little Mo Zheng thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Zheng'er is father's son, and what is about father is also about Zheng'er. Of course it should be, and Zheng'er is willing!"

"Good son." Mo Xiaochuan reached out and rubbed the little guy's head.

The little guy smiled cheerfully, staying this time was different from the last time, and he didn't have much resistance, but he said with some expectation: "Father, can you bring your mother to see Zheng'er next time? I miss her..."

"Well! Bring your mother with you next time!" Mo Xiaochuan said.

The little guy smiled again.