Chapter 1580 Xu Ping'an

There is an old house on the edge of Tianhe City. The house is small and a bit dilapidated.

People around know that there is a couple and their daughter living in this old house. The couple is very old and has injuries on their bodies that have not recovered for many years.

The couple have a daughter named Xu Ping'an, which looks like a man's name, and judging from the name, the couple must have nothing to ask for but their daughter to be safe and sound.

However, at this moment, there was a battle outside the old house.

A group of people stood proudly above the void, looking indifferently at a woman who was injured in front of her. This woman looked to be in her twenties, and her cultivation was in the realm of a prince. Although she was dressed plainly, she still couldn't hide her outstanding appearance. .

It's hard to imagine that the two old people in this old house could give birth to such a beautiful daughter.

But at this moment Xu Ping'an didn't seem to be feeling well. Her lips were stained red with blood, and her pretty face was pale, but she still held a sword firmly in her hand, a rusty iron sword, dim and dull. Without a trace of power, it was hard to imagine that such a sword could be used in battle.

"Xu Ping'an, can you return the things you borrowed from us?" The voice of a burly princely figure was cold. He looked middle-aged and had practiced for many years, but he was still a princely prince. This kind of state might be good in the mortal world. But in Tianhe City, the main city of Tianhe Realm, he can only be regarded as a marginal figure, and he can't make it to the stage at all.

After practicing for many years, he is still a prince, unable to break through the hurdle of the sage realm, his state of mind is not good, and his talent is not good. Now, he has forgotten all about it, and only wants to be able to live well in a corner of the Tianhe Realm.

He fixed his eyes on Xu Ping'an. He was young, beautiful, and talented. He knew the details of the other party, better than many people. Many years ago, he would not even have the qualifications to look up to someone like Xu Ping'an.

But now, it is in his hands.

"Are you plotting against me?" Xu Ping'an said coldly.

"What is calculation? After taking something, don't you need to return it?" The middle-aged man said coldly. Xu Ping'an's eyes were cold, but there was a bit of determination in his eyes.

"If you really can't pay it back, how about using your people to pay it back?" The middle-aged man said coldly, stepping forward, oppressing Xu Ping'an.

"Get out." Xu Ping'an's eyes were cold, and the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard her words, and then waved his hand. Immediately, a group of people stepped forward, approaching Xu Ping'an, and the breath on his body enveloped him.

"Ping'an, give them the sword." At this time, an old voice came out, Xu Ping'an turned his head, and saw two old people coming out. The person who spoke was his father, Xu Haoran, with white hair and a face full of bruises. Wrinkles, as if he was almost seventy years old, and even his eyes were slightly cloudy and not so bright.

However, looking at the outline of the old man's face, one can vaguely see the handsomeness of his youth, and even though he is so old, he still has an extraordinary temperament.

"Father." Xu Ping'an turned to look at his father.

"Give it to them." Xu Haoran said, Xu Ping'an looked a little unwilling.

"That broken sword in her hand?" The middle-aged man glanced at the rusty iron sword in Xu Pingan's hand, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Old guy, who are you bluffing?" Another person said coldly.

"The sword that my father left back then, do you want it or not?" The old man said, the pupils of the middle-aged man shrank slightly when he heard his words, and nodded, "Yes."

Moreover, his eyes were fixed on the sword, and there was a strong sense of greed in his eyes.

Compared to this sword, beauty is nothing.

"Ping An, give it to him." The old man said. Xu Ping'an's arms trembled slightly, but seeing her father's eyes, she finally threw the iron sword out. The middle-aged man held it instantly and glanced at the sword. Can't see through, but still turned around decisively, said: "Let's go."

A group of people flickered away quickly, even deliberately avoiding people's sight, but they were reluctant to put away the sword in their hands, still holding it in their hands, as if they wanted to unlock the mystery of the sword.

"Who?" When they walked into an alley, a dangerous aura suddenly descended. He raised his head and asked, and just as he finished speaking, a sword aura passed through his throat, leaving a bloodstain, not only him, but also the others. Similarly, the surrounding sword intent directly cuts the throat, like a silk sword.

The eyes of the group were wide open, with fear and despair written in their eyes, as if they felt the sorrow of the little people again, and even died without knowing how they died.

A commoner figure wearing a bamboo hat came here, picked up the rusty iron sword, and held it firmly with both hands, with a solemn expression, his eyes were a little red, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

In another direction, Xu Ping'an and her parents returned to the old house in Li. Xu Ping'an looked at her parents and said in a low voice, "My daughter is incompetent."

Xu Haoran turned around, stretched out his old hands, stroking Xu Ping'an's cheeks tremblingly, and said: "Father is sorry for you. Back then, he wanted to shed blood for your grandfather, so before your mother's injury deteriorated completely With you, it was a mistake to let you come to the world to suffer, it was my father who harmed you."

There was a strong sense of guilt in the old man's eyes, and there was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Father and mother, why haven't you left after all these years, will they keep an eye on us forever?" Xu Pingan looked at his parents and asked.

"Ping An, many things seem to be accidental, but in fact they are inevitable, and we cannot escape. Our family has just wanted to survive, and the troubles are still constant. It can be seen that we cannot escape."

Xu Ping'an bowed his head sadly. Indeed, his family has never been out of trouble these years.

"Why don't you ask the old man." Xu Ping'an whispered.

"It's useless, they are all people in the urn. If you go to see the old man, it will only be worse." The old man shook his head and said, his heart hurt a little, and he felt powerless when he saw his daughter.

Xu Ping'an's appearance and talent are all outstanding. At this age, they should be enjoying the best years, but they are constantly thinking about how to live.

He is sorry for his daughter.

Xu Ping'an also lowered her head, her beautiful eyes did not have the innocence of other peers, only sadness and strength, sad that she could not change anything and could not protect her parents.

"Father, it's okay. No matter what we face, our family is together." Xu Pingan raised his head and smiled, extraordinarily bright.

"En." Xu Haoran nodded heavily, he hugged his daughter, looked up at the sky, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Although such a bleak life, if you ask him if he will complain about those things in the past, he will not, that is his father's choice.

"Who?"

At this moment, Xu Ping'an's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, she turned around, and saw a figure had stepped into the house, Xu Ping'an's face was a little pale, and she walked in Just discovered.

She turned around, and the aura of the princely realm bloomed on her body, and a flash of determination flashed in her eyes. After all this, are you still unwilling to let them go?

I saw Lai wearing commoner clothes and a bamboo hat, looking very ordinary, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, which was the sword that Xu Ping'an had given out before.

"Who are you?" Xu Ping'an asked.

Taking off the bamboo hat in the middle, he looked at Xu Ping'an with kindness and gentleness in his eyes, which made Xu Ping'an look strange. This person seemed to have no malice.

The old man Xu Haoran looked at the middle-aged figure, his body trembling slightly, and he wiped his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

The person who came was Qi Xuangang.

He moved his eyes away from Xu Pingan's body, took a step forward and came directly to the old man. He looked at the extremely old face in front of him, which was full of wrinkles from the vicissitudes of time, and his body was already dead.

Qi Xuangang's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hands to hold the old man's shoulders tightly, and shouted in a trembling and low voice: "Hao Ran."

The old man also trembled slightly, and tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and the old woman beside him was the same, lowering her head slightly and weeping.

Xu Pingan watched this scene dumbly.

who is he?

"Uncle Master..." The old man shouted in a trembling voice.

"Uncle Master." The old woman next to her raised her tearful eyes and called out.

Tears dripped from the corners of Qi Xuanzang's eyes, and he thought he would stop crying.

Thinking back in the past, the two youths were high-spirited and peerless couples, but now they have aged to such a state, and their cultivation has been abolished, how can they resist the erosion of time.

"I thought you were all gone, uncle, I'm sorry." Qi Xuanzang stepped forward and hugged the old man gently, only feeling a heart-piercing pain.

He was sorry for too many people, and too many people fell because of his affairs.

Although not his wish, but because of him.

"Since uncle is alive, why did he come back?" The old man said, Qi Xuangang looked at him, and then at Xu Pingan behind him.

"Some things don't make you feel bad." He thought he would stay in Dali for the rest of his life, but because of Ye Futian, the trajectory of his life changed, and he went to the Supreme Realm.

Now it's time to let go of everything.

Some things must be done.

"Ping'an, hurry up and meet Master Uncle." The old man said to Xu Ping'an, and Xu Ping'an walked up to Qi Xuanzang, Qi Xuanzang looked at her with loving eyes, but also extremely heartbroken.

He thought of Fei Xue, Fei Xue's previous life was extremely bleak, but he didn't expect that Xu Ping'an was also living a miserable and bleak life here, and she was still so young that she was bearing an unbearable burden.

"Uncle Master." Xu Pingan called out.

Qi Xuanzhang nodded heavily. He stretched out his hand to hold Xu Ping'an's hand, put the iron sword in her palm back, and said in a low voice: "This is your grandfather's sword. Your grandfather often said that only after washing away all the lead can one be qualified. With a sword, your grandfather is full of righteousness, he is a gentleman in the sword, the number one swordsman in the Tianhe Realm."

Putting the sword in Xu Ping'an's palm, Qi Xuangang turned to face the sky, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times, as if a peerless swordsman appeared there above the sky.

"Eldest brother, junior brother is back to see you."

Qi Xuangang's voice was full of sadness, and Xu Ping'an beside him also shed tears when he saw this scene.

She, Xu Ping'an, was humble all her life, but her grandfather was a gentleman in the sword, recognized as the emperor of the sword in the Tianhe world, and the number one swordsman.

Although, she had never looked at her grandfather!