1875: C1875 The Dream to Cut off Tears

C1875 The Dream to Cut off Tears

The children Jiu Xing saw were of course the descendants of the Weeping Family guards.

Ever since the fifth Qingtong invaded Haiye Island, Weeping Slash and the others hated themselves for being weak and unable to help the island.

Since then, they had been training harder than before.

It had to be said that the descendants of the clan guards might have the genes of their parents in their bodies.

They were very talented in martial arts.

The people of the Night Blade only needed a little guidance and they would be able to comprehend it very quickly.

Now, the ten children had already grasped the ancient martial arts moves in the Genuine Book of Ye's Martial Arts.

Among them, the one with the highest talent, Crying Slash, even touched the edge of ancient martial arts.

If there was a Ancient Qi Fighter among these people in the future, coupled with their excellent physical fitness, there would really be four big words -

The future was promising.

A man's tears were not light, but they had yet to reach the point of sadness.

Seeing Jiu Xing's expression that did not seem to be fake, Ye Hong became more and more curious about this man's story.

However, Ye Hong did not ask in a hurry because he knew that Jiu Xing would tell him the truth sooner or later.

"Hey! Uncle, why are you crying here as a man?"

When Jiu Xing lowered his head to wipe his tears, a young but confident voice sounded in front of him.

Jiu Xing was startled. He raised his head and saw a little boy with a face full of disdain.

It turned out that the children had just finished a round of training. While they were resting, the sharp-eyed Zhan Weeping saw Ye Hong and the others by the sea. He immediately ran over excitedly.

Jiu Xing looked at the way Weeping Slash looked like an adult and smiled.

He reached out his hand, as if he was going to touch Weeping Slash's head.

Diwu Qinglan subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Ye Hong shook his head and stopped her.

He could not feel any malice from Jiu Xing.

Jiu Xing's big hand landed firmly on Weeping Tear's head. He asked in an extremely friendly tone, "Little brother, "What's your name?"

Zhan Weeping usually disliked people seeing him as a child. His head was only allowed to be touched by Ye Hong, Xiao Ye, Kuang Yu, and a few others.

But when faced with the touch of a stranger like Jiu Xing, Weeping Slash did not dodge for some reason.

But he still rolled his eyes. His small face was full of displeasure as he said, "Uncle, don't call me little brother.

My name is Zhan Weeping, the next ancient martial arts Chief Instructor of the Night Blade!

Remember? "

Ye Hong laughed and scolded in his heart. This brat was really a small ghost.

Because Ye Hong couldn't stay in the Night Blade for long, the ancient martial arts of the Night Blade, Chief Instructor, had undergone a few changes.

The first one was Leng Feng, but after Leng Feng went out to gather information, he gave this position to Ji Er.

However, Ji Er's martial arts talent was good, but this big honest bear had made things difficult for him.1

Later on, Ye Hong asked Xue Jianing to help Ji Er.

But Xue Jianing was after all a woman, so there were many inconveniences in this aspect.

Luckily, Martial Arts Fanatic joined in and allowed Ji Er to catch his breath.

Martial Arts Fanatic had learned from the leaders of the various sects and clans in Ancient Martial Realm, and he was proficient in all kinds of methods.

His thoughts and the ever-changing Genuine Book of Ye's Martial Arts were highly compatible.

Therefore, Ye Hong handed over Chief Instructor's position to Martial Arts Fanatic.

If a Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts became Chief Instructor, then the strength of the Night Blade's members would soar.

Especially the Weeping Children, they admired the powerful Martial Arts Fanatic even more.

The ultimate dream of Weeping was to reach Martial Arts Fanatic's realm and become the next ancient martial Chief Instructor of the Night Blade.

"Sobbing Tears! Sobbing Tears " Sever the tears... ... ""

Jiu Xing repeated the name several times. He raised his thumb and praised, "Good name! As expected of..."

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