The Mortal Immortal

Mu Wan'er's eyes were filled with tears, and she choked up and said, "It seems that you have not neglected martial arts in the past ten years, and your Chaotian swordsmanship has already reached perfection."

Shu Han approached Mu Wan'er. At this time, he was half a head taller than Mu Wan'er, and was no longer the boy who followed her back then. Shu Han sighed, "Whenever I have a thought in my mind, I will practice sword moves, and I do this every day, and I dare not waste it."

Mu Wan'er laughed out loud, but tears flowed down, saying, "You stinky boy, you were still a dull little kid ten years ago, but now you are so talkative! You are not honest!" Shu Han smiled and said, "Ten years ago, Shu Han was still a child, and ten years later, Sister Wan'er is still a girl."

Mu Wan'er touched her face, looking disappointed.

"It's all thanks to the three bottles of elixir you left behind. I'm over 29 this year, but I still look like I was 19 back then."

Aying came over and saw that Mu Wan'er's face was covered with tears. She pulled Mu Wan'er's sleeve and said weakly, "Aunt, why are you crying? Did the immortal brother bully you? Ah Ying, beat him up! Don't bully me like other bad guys!"

Mu Wan'er squatted down to comfort Aying, "Aying, be good. It's not that brother bullies aunt. Aunt is just very happy."

Shu Han asked, "Someone often bullies your aunt? Ah Ying, tell brother, who are they?"

Mu Wan'er hurriedly said, "No, kid, it's just nonsense. It's just that the disciples in the sect often come to me to compete. They want to learn the essence of Chaotian Sword Skill by fighting with me. They can't bully your sister Wan'er."

But as soon as the voice fell, the gate of the courtyard was rudely knocked open.

Ah Ying trembled, hid behind Mu Wan'er, and shouted: "Here they come! The bad guys are here again!"

Shu Han looked over and saw three disciples holding swords rushing into the courtyard. The leader was a big and strong man, nine feet tall, and the sword he was equipped with was also a heavy sword. The man saw Shu Han in the courtyard and couldn't help laughing: "Miss Wan'er, you can't stand it in your boudoir! You actually found such a pretty boy to meet secretly. Judging from the appearance of this guy, it must be no good! When I, Jiang Feiyu, win the position of the head, Chaotian Sword Technique and you and I will take good care of it! Now, let your pretty boy go and practice sword with me!"

Shu Han's eyelids twitched.

Mu Wan'er said angrily: "Jiang Feiyu! I don't want to fight with you today, get out of here with your people!"

"Haha! Miss Wan'er, when are you willing to fight with me? But swords have no eyes, you'd better be careful!"

Suddenly, Shu Han raised his hand and shouted: "Wait! Are you Jiang Feiyu, known as the mad lion?"

"Yes, it's me, what's wrong with you, pretty boy?"

"Get out!"

Jiang Feiyu laughed: "It's not your turn to speak!"

Swoosh!

A ball of fire popped out from Shu Han's index finger and exploded in front of Jiang Feiyu.

"Get out!"

Jiang Feiyu took a breath and bowed his hands: "It turned out to be an immortal, please forgive me for offending you just now. However, this matter is our Chaotianmen's internal affairs. As a disciple of Chaotianmen, I also have the right to ask Miss Wan'er for sword moves. I hope the immortal will not hinder it."

Longxuanmen was disbanded, and the name of the immortal could no longer deter these mortals.

Shu Han raised his sword: "Okay! Isn't it just the Chaotian Sword Technique? I'll practice with you, no magic."

"Really?"

A trace of haze flashed in Jiang Feiyu's eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, come!"

Shu Han turned sideways and held the sword, closing his eyes.

Arrogant!

Jiang Feiyu was ruthless, thinking that these so-called immortals only rely on magic. If I get close to them, I will kill you like a dog!

Jiang Feiyu's body was huge, but he was as light as a swallow, and his Chaotian Sword Technique was also superb.

The heavy sword broke through the air and chopped, and Shu Han turned his wrist and instantly bounced the heavy sword away, which made Jiang Feiyu's strong arms numb. Then he raised his sword and the heavy sword was picked up by him, and then he moved his body and swung a few swords, and the sword light was so fast that it didn't even get blood.

Shu Han opened his eyes, and Jiang Feiyu's strong body fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

He wailed and found that in an instant, the tendons of his hands and feet were all cut.

In the blink of an eye, I became a useless person! I can't even stand up!

"This..."

Mu Wan'er stared at Shu Han, who looked frosty, with complicated eyes, and felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Jiang Feiyu's men were all scared and hurriedly carried the wailing Jiang Feiyu out of the courtyard.

"Shu Han... you have changed..."

"What has changed?"

Mu Wan'er couldn't help but say: "The Shu Han back then was gentle and kind, but now you, as soon as you met Jiang Feiyu, you directly abolished his martial arts, which is more cruel than death for him." Shu Han sighed: "I have indeed changed a lot over the years, Sister Wan'er, there is no room for the weak and kind in this world. You must overcome the strong with the strong, and violence with violence!"

"It seems that you have suffered a lot over the years. Come, come to my house, let's have a good talk."

Coming to the courtyard hut, Shu Han and Mu Wan'er sat opposite each other.

Shu Han smiled, grabbed Mu Wan'er's feet and began to take off his shoes and socks.

Mu Wan'er's pretty face flushed, and she said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Shu Han was stunned: "Didn't my sister always ask me to massage your feet when she talked to me?"

"I...my sister thought you were easy to bully, so she was bullying you...you are such a little fool..."

Shu Han scratched his head: "I didn't think so much, but I was willing at that time, and I am still willing now."

Shu Han began to pinch Mu Wan'er's feet seriously, and the warm and comfortable feeling made Mu Wan'er's whole body numb. Seeing Mu Wan'er's enjoyment, A Ying bit her fingers, jumped on Shu Han's thigh, stretched out her little feet and shouted: "Brother Immortal, you also give A Ying a pinch!"

"A Ying!"

Shu Han smiled and said: "Okay, I'll give you a pinch."

In this way, Shu Han told Mu Wan'er about his experience in the past ten years bit by bit.

Mu Wan'er's feet were gentle, but her heart was cold when she heard it.

When she left Longxuanmen, she thought that little Shu Han must be living a life of excellence in the immortal gate, but she never thought that she would leave him in such a horrible hell. The more she thought about it, the more she felt sad. She couldn't help sobbing and said with pity: "You have suffered so much these years. I should have taken you out of Longxuanmen back then, so you wouldn't be alone..."

"Sister, don't cry. I have finally seen the moon after waiting for the clouds to clear. I killed that old ghost with my own hands. It's not that hard. But I heard that you have lived a hard life these years."

At this time, Aying had fallen asleep comfortably on Shu Han's legs.

Mu Wan'er picked up Aying, hugged her in her arms, and said: "When I left Longxuanmen and returned to Chaotianmen, Chaotianmen was already in disarray. Fortunately, my eldest brother still supported me in the army at that time, so I could still sit firmly on the position of the head of Chaotianmen. But since my eldest brother died on the battlefield and entrusted Aying to me, Chaotianmen no longer listened to my orders. Burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil, they have become mountain bandits. You can see that I am no longer able to lead Chaotianmen. I am just an item they fight over."