C92 pure old man

Legend has it that when the realm of "softness like water" reaches its peak, when the Applicant and the Applicant use magic, their bodies would release a faint golden light. The reason why it was called "Legend" was because it had been a long time since someone was able to achieve this in a place like the The Fiendgod continent that was filled with wonders and miracles. And the reason why Chang Jing was able to do it, was not only because he had a deeper understanding of "gentleness", it was also because she was saved by his own guilt-filled father's mother. Although he did not have much feelings for his grandmother due to being unfamiliar with her, he knew how important this Old Mistress before him was to his father. If she had anything, his father would blame himself for his entire life — This was something that a son would never want to happen!

From then on, Chang Jing's "gentleness" had reached the realm of "Righteous", there were no other people in the world.

"How is it?" The white light gradually dimmed, and before it completely dispersed, the broken sword impatiently asked.

Chang Jing took a deep breath, the mana consumption from the treatment just now was not lower than any other battle. He replied weakly, "'Gentle as water' can cure all the injuries caused by external forces in the world, but my grandmother's injuries have dragged on for too long, so I am not confident. "I hope she wakes up at night, otherwise …"

Chang Jing sighed and walked out, leaving the Broken Sword staring at the lady who had fainted on the bed in a daze. After Chang Jing's treatment, although she still had not woken up, her face had become much redder.

"How is Grandma?" Cheng Jian also didn't ask Chang Jing how he knew about healing techniques, and asked about her injuries the moment he came out. It could be seen that in his heart, his parents were really important.

"It still depends on how the situation is tonight." Looking at her father's passionate gaze, Chang Jing could not bear to make him feel sad, so she changed her words, "It should be … "It's fine now."

And he knew that his chance of success was only 60%.

"Is everything alright? "Thank God, it's finally all right!" Cheng Jian put down the huge boulder in his heart, patted his chest and said, "I was really frightened just now!"

Just as he was about to walk towards his room, he was stopped by Chang Jing.

"Grandfather is inside accompanying me. If too many people enter, it will affect their recovery." We are very tired from running all the way here and there, so I think we should find another room to rest in first. "

"I'll wait here. You and your mother can go first." The broken sword stared at the door and said, "It's been so long since I came back. I must accompany her properly, or else she'll really be too disrespectful."

Without waiting for Chang Jing to speak, Rou Xin indicated that she would stay behind as well. Unable to resist them, Chang Jing had no choice but to drag her heavy body to follow the servant to rest.

Inside the room was the sweet words of an old man who loved the person he loved deeply.

"Old woman, I have truly wronged you all these years." The Broken Sword sat on the edge of the bed and muttered to Old Mistress who was lying on the bed, "Ever since you followed me, you have been suffering. I have never given you a day's worth of happiness!"

"Do you still remember when I was young, in order to inherit the title of 'Jian Hun', I spent my days and nights in the forging room researching forging techniques, and instead let you stay in the empty room? At that time, we were just married!"

"Later on, I finally inherited the title of 'Jian Hun', and started to have time to accompany you, but due to your old injuries, you would often feel heartache after giving birth to Cheng Jian, and then giving birth to Cheng Hun, your illness began to worsen …"

"Old woman, do you know why I announced that I would wash my hands after Cheng Jian left home? Although I said it's because I lost face because of Cheng Jian, this is only an excuse. How can I blame our child for his elopement when I love him so much? The real reason I've never told anyone, including you, whom I love the most. "

The broken sword touched Old Mistress's shriveled hands, tears started to appear in her eyes, "After being together for so long, there are many things that I can only keep in my heart and not say, I can only use my heart to slowly experience it — — The reason why I washed my hands is because I want to spend more time with you. But you misunderstood me and thought I really didn't want our child anymore. No matter how hard I tried to explain it, you wouldn't listen. It's all my fault! "

The summer's midnight was late, but it was still eerily quiet. The sound of the insects only served to emphasize the tranquility of the night – the Summer Bug had never been afraid that his cry would startle anyone's beautiful dreams! But tonight, under the starry sky, there was a room of the Jian Hun Family that was brightly lit, waiting for a person to regain consciousness.

Chang Jing, who had not rested for long, was worried. Hence, she ran back to microsporium in the middle of the night.

"Dad, is Grandma awake?" Chang Jing asked her anxious father. She knew the answer without even needing to answer, because everyone had such a sorrowful look on their face.

"I'll go in and take a look." Chang Jing held onto Cheng Jian's shoulder tightly, "Don't worry, Daddy will be fine."

The room was silent, with only an old man sighing silently.

"How is Grandma?" Chang Jing walked over to the broken sword and asked.

"Hey, take a look for yourself."

On the bed, Old Mistress's face became even redder, and her breathing became even.

"That's not right," Chang Jing thought. "That should be the result of her treatment, why is it that she hasn't woken up yet?"

"Grandfather, let's wait a little longer. It should be fine." Chang Jing consoled.

"I know, I helped her check it out. Her meridians have all been opened up, so she should be fine now." But she still hasn't woken up! "

"Perhaps it will take some time to recover." Chang Jing consoled.

"Sigh …" The broken sword was in so much pain that it shut its eyes.

They who were beside the bed did not notice that Old Mistress's mouth was twitching. It was as if she was laughing!

"Mother!" Before long, a flustered voice came from outside the door. This person was Cheng Jian's Second Brother — — Cheng Hun. He barged in recklessly, ignoring the dissuasion of others.

"Father, what happened to Mother?" Cheng Hun asked loudly.

Broken Sword shook his head helplessly. He was truly helpless against his youngest son. Although he was proficient in forging techniques and martial arts, he had no knowledge of the human world.

"You rushed in just like that?" The broken sword pulled down his face.

"That's right, when I heard that something happened to Lady Mother, I quickly ran back from outside." Cheng Hun thought that his filial piety moved his father and replied happily.

"Don't you know that it will disturb your mother's rest?!" The broken sword roared. If not for the fact that this roar would affect his wife's health, who knew how many people would have been frightened by this roar? But even so, his face was ugly enough.

"I thought …" Cheng Hun scratched his head and said innocently, "I thought it's okay."

Chang Jing stood at the side and looked at her uncle, who she did not know yet.

"Grandfather, didn't my dad care about grandma!" A young man walked out from behind Cheng Hun. He looked to be Cheng Hun's son.

"Why did you come back? Didn't I tell you to close your eyes and reflect on your mistake?!" Broken Sword Qi.

"I only came out because I cared about Grandma, didn't you, Dad?"

"Father, Li Gute is also full of filial piety." Cheng Hun still couldn't care about his own matters, and now he was speaking up for his son again.

"Exactly, Grandfather! You see, once I get out, my grandmother might even be able to live! " Li Gute said, completely unaware of the huge mistake he had committed with what he had said just now.

"You!" The face of the Sword Breaking Sword Qi turned green, "Scram! All of you, get out!"

"I was doing this for her own good," Li Gute muttered as he retreated, "Since people are like this, it seems like I need to prepare some wreaths. "Sigh, what a waste …"

"Come back!" The broken sword was enraged to the extreme as it angrily said, "Today, if I don't teach you a lesson, my life will be wasted!"

The atmosphere immediately became oppressive. No matter how bold Li Gute was, he was afraid of his now.

He obediently returned to the bed and stood still, his legs trembling. "Grandfather, I was wrong. Please spare me. "

Cheng Hun also pleaded on the side, "Father, look at this child, he is our only son, you …."

"What sins did I commit in my previous life? How could there be descendants like you?!" The broken sword pounded its chest as it said, "Unfilial son, nothing is better than having an unfilial son! If I were to spare him today, who knows what he would do in the future! "

With the circulation of Qi in his dantian, 60% of the broken sword's power will be gathered in the right palm, and just as it was about to strike Li Gute's right leg, Chang Jing suddenly said, "Grandpa, look! Grandma woke up! "