Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Hey? Who are you? Actually dare to peek at us “Matchless Profound Martial College” discipline martial arts?” Wandering old fogey discovered Ding Hao.

Ding Hao is a little unexpected, although the owner is not deliberately hidden, but the “Smoke Wave Confuse Steps Art” Light Body has become a small success, it will affect the feeling of the ordinary person, common people can hardly find the existence of the own, this liar The wretched old fogey, actually found the own?

“Hey? A little familiar, your kid…wa ha ha, you are Ding Hao?” The wold old fogey actually broke Ding Hao’s identity.

The accident turned into shock.

This wretched old fogey, not an acquaintance known before the owner, should have recently come to the slum area, so it is so easy to recognize the mansion after the disguise? Who is he in the end?

Ding Hao took off the cyan bamboo raft and carefully identified it for a moment, astonished: “Hey, is that you? The evil businessman of the peddler of scraps in the Black Market?”

He finally recognized it, this wretched old fogey, it was the super evil businessman who sold various scrapbooks in the slum area Black Market, the original “One Blade Starts The Journey Art” This guy bought it and spent a lot of money.

“Evil businessman?” Wretched old fogey is furious: “What is your kid’s eyes, have you seen such a kind and honest evil businessman?” When he said this, his eyes turned and he laughed and said: “little fellows I saw it, I said I know Ding Hao. The silly boy in front of him is the Talent who walked out of the slum area, your idol, Ding Hao!”

The children, each and everyone, looked at Ding Hao with eager eyes.

Under the reflection of the morning light, a pair of crystals common pure and innocent eyes, sparkling with sparkling rays of light.

In the past, Ding Hao’s name has been thoroughly spread throughout the slum area. Before that, few poor teenagers could join the Inquiring Sword Sect, let alone win in the Five Institutes Great Competition. A series of glorious achievements made Ding Hao the undisputed idol of all the teenagers in the slum area.

Every teenager has a Martial Hero dream in mind.

For the slum area youngsters, the road Ding Hao has gone through is the dream they are eager to achieve.

Even if they are born low, even if they can’t reach the deep Martial Study, they also have the right to pursue their dreams.

Ding Hao looked at the youngsters and smiled and greeted them.

This kind of smile, like the spring breeze common, dispelled the last trace of restraint and hesitation in the youngsters, which made them suddenly uncontrollably excited. Straightforward each and everyone jumped from the stake and rushed around excitedly around Ding Hao. .

“Elder Brother Ding Hao ……”

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, how good are you in the end now?”

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, I heard that the Talent Young Masters from whom you are from other places are now calling you Senior Brother, right?”

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, do you remember me? We have scoured the baby in the garbage heap! I am Little Er’hei!”

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, I am just like you, enter Inquiring Sword Sect.”

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, who are you and “Teacher Tianshu”?”

“Stupid, of course Elder Brother Ding Hao is amazing, “Teacher Tianshu” is not eligible to join Inquiring Sword Sect.”

The conversation between the last two children made the old fogey eyebrows jump right next to him. He was the “Teacher Tianshu” in the child’s mouth. This group of rabbits saw the daughter-in-law forgetting the mother and saw Ding Hao. He immediately belittled himself. .

Youngsters didn’t notice the wretched old fogey’s expression, like a group of sly sparrows, surrounded by Ding Hao, rushing to say that they were proud of being able to say a word with their idols.

Ding Hao smiled, one after another patiently answered.

These problems seem naive, but they carry the dreams of the children of this group of slum areas.

“Elder Brother Ding Hao, you are so powerful, can you teach us Ah?”

A little girl, only about eight years old, wearing a coarse clothed shirt with a stain, one foot, a very pretty long, wheat-black skin, looking up, big eyes filled with expectations, expecting ground Looking at Ding Hao.

This sentence, let other children also hold their breath for an instant.

Yes, if Elder Brother Ding Hao can teach us Martial Study, it is definitely better than “Teacher Tianshu”, and we can really join Inquiring Sword Sect like Elder Brother Ding Hao.

The hearts of the children are full of expectations.

“A group of little bastards, you know a fart, Inquiring Sword Sect’s martial skill profound art Heart Method, can’t be rumored, if Ding Hao teaches you martial skill, it will definitely be expelled from Master Sect, do you want Ding Hao? Ding Hao The cultivate is so nervous, how can I have time to teach you these little kids!”

Next to the wretched Boss Lord “Teacher Tianshu” did not know what the mind, jumping on his feet.

The light in the eyes of the children suddenly became dim.

The little girl’s disappointed eyes were filled with crystal clear and near-transparent tears. She shook her head sensibly, and said: “I know, Huanhuan is not good, Huanhuan should not ask such a stupid question, nothing. We are following “Teacher Tianshu” and it is very good…”

Ding Hao has no trouble in the heart, how sensible the child.

He thought of the old in memory, the tragic years that had been bleeding, painful, confused, persistent, and horrified in order to join the Inquiring Sword Sect.

Without any hesitation, Ding Hao reached out and touched the head of the little girl named Huanhuan and smiled. “Don’t listen to this bad foggy evil businessman. Who said that I can’t teach you, little girl, don’t cry, I promised that every day, Elder Brother Ding Hao must take an hour to come and teach you to learn martial skills.”

The children suddenly stopped.

The little girl Huanhuan also stayed where it was.

Happiness comes too suddenly, and everyone can’t believe what he heard.

After a long time, the children who came to the reaction suddenly jumped up in excitement, bursting out with a cheering scream of screaming common, a few little fellows, and even crying on the spot.

They were born low, no conditions to accept the orthodox Martial Dao training from a young age, even if it was some Talent, but lost to the big Big Clan peers from the start, once they missed the basic prime time, they have never been with Martial Dao for the rest of their lives. For example, Ding Hao has a heaven defying adventure to change the fate, after all, there are very few.

Although they are still small and ignorant, they are in the cruel world of the weak are prey to the strong, the pressure of life and tempering, but they have already understood a lot of things.

At this moment, fate has finally turned.

The light of hope shines on their hearts.

“Rely, you this is the father’s job,” the old fogey said indignantly: “Ding Hao, you are too kind!”

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