Royal Road Qingtian

Blind Hong's old face was flushed red, and then the eyes formed by the smoke disappeared suddenly, leaving no traces.

With a puff, Hong Xiazi spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his whole decayed body fell from the sky!

The whole person was in a coma and couldn't stop, his whole body was twitching endlessly, his throat was rattling, and he couldn't catch his breath, and he was about to lose his mind!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zuo Changlu supported his body, and threw a elixir into Hong Xiazi's mouth. He brought over the 3,000-year-old ginseng tea, and directly pointed the teapot at Hong Xiazi's mouth. I poured it down.

After that, he began to push for Hong Xiazi again.

"You come to help too."

Zuo Changlu was obviously afraid that he would not be able to open his blood with his own strength, so he hurriedly called Zuo Xiaoduo.

"Oh well."

Zuo Xiaoduo is also in a hurry for this meeting, this old blind man just took a picture for me, why is he still about to die?

Does that mean... I killed him?

This is so...

It's like a black pot that fell from the sky!

The father and son worked in a hurry for a full quarter of an hour, and Hong Xiazi finally woke up slowly, but he was already dying, with only an appearance of returning to the light.

He smacked his lips and smiled wryly: "Old Zuo, you ruined good things for me again...It's useless, my last life is today."

Zuo Changlu sighed, "Old Hong, hold on."

"I can't hold on anymore."

Blind Hong smiled weakly, and said: "Under the True Soul Hope Technique, I myself don't know anything, as long as you remember everything I said just now, you will remember everything. Is it?"

"Write it down, write it down!"

Zuo Changlu nodded deeply.

Blind Hong nodded and smiled reassuringly, and then said weakly: "Old Zuo, it seems that I still want to trouble you about my affairs...but don't bother too much, I have no children and no ancestors. Grave, you just wrap my stinky skin and find a coffin to put it in. I have already taken care of the cemetery, right here..."

Zuo Changlu held Hong Blind's hand, and said, "Brother Hong, you have no sons and no daughters, and it is your business that you don't have a mountain grave for your ancestors. Let's be brothers, and I Zuo Changlu, how can I not let your last one go?" Cheng walked in a miserable way!"

Blind Hong smiled bitterly: "This is God's will..."

Zuo Changlu thought for a while, and said: "Blind man, if you risk your last life to see the fate of the child, then this kid owes you a life!"

He thought about it carefully, took a few steps, looked up at the sky, his eyes flashed with extremely complicated emotions, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and said decisively: "...I will let Xiaoduo die for you, and call out the yin and yang reincarnation for you door!"

Blind Hong's body shook suddenly, with extreme surprise and surprise on his face, and then he shook his head slowly: "Old Zuo, why bother, why let the child create an extra cause and effect out of thin air..."

Zuo Changlu resolutely said: "This is what it should be."

Immediately said: "Xiao Duo, kneel down! Kowtow to your godfather!"

Zuo Xiaoduo froze immediately when he heard this order.

I... I just have an extra godfather? And still...a godfather who is dying?

But he didn't dare to disobey his father's words in the slightest, he knelt down obediently, kowtowed a few times, and shouted: "Godfather!"

Hong Xiazi's expression was agitated, tears welled up in his dry eyes: "Good boy...good boy, it's just that I wronged you, wronged you..."

He said tremblingly: "Old Zuo... You said that I don't have any presents for the children, so I feel ashamed..."

Zuo Changlu said: "You can rest at ease, why are you talking about meeting ceremony?"

Blind Hong smiled contentedly, and said weakly: "I, Blind Hong... have been lonely all my life, have no one to rely on, and have no children. I didn't expect that before I died, I would have an extra godson with a bright future... old man Zuo, my gratitude to you..."

He coughed a few times, and said, "The few books I kept here with you before, as well as my own life... just give them to Xiaoduo..."

"Xiao Duo... Godfather doesn't have much skill,

There are no inheritances and relics that can be left to you... You also know the theory of hopeful energy, but you must never learn Godfather's real spirit hopeful technique..."

"My natal ring... Ever since my cultivation foundation was destroyed and my spiritual consciousness was crippled, I can't even open it myself. There are some small things in it... There are also many exercises, sword skills and saber techniques... Hammering Cheats... It's a pity that the godfather is too useless, since his cultivation base was abolished, he can't practice anything..."

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly protruded, and a mouthful of blood finally spewed out.

While struggling, Blind Hong suddenly straightened up, pointed at the sky and said sharply: "Wait for me in my next life, against you!"

After saying that, Yang Tian fell down, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out non-stop.

But the whole person was no longer breathing.

Blind Hong died just like that.

Looking at Hong Xiazi's corpse, Zuo Changlu sighed softly with deep eyes.

After a long, long time, he stretched out his hand, gently closed the eyelids for Blind Hong, and murmured: "Brother Hong, you and I meet each other in heaven and earth, in this life and in the next life...Let go today, Zuo...I'm so lonely."

He turned his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo, and said, "I'll contact the mourning hall for all matters. Tomorrow, I'll see your godfather off!"

Zuo Xiaoduo wondered, "Dad, he..."

"This is your godfather!" Zuo Changlu narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Son, you must remember your godfather!"

Zuo Xiaoduo nodded ignorantly, seeming to understand but half understanding, not understanding the deep meaning of Zuo Changlu's words!

...

Zuo Changlu covered Hong Xiazi's body with a white cloth.

At this moment, on Hong Xiazi's finger, a dark ring suddenly glowed, followed by a somewhat illusory posture, as if this ring would also disappear with the disappearance of Hong Xiazi's life.

But this illusory state only lasted for a moment, and then stopped again.

Then it slowly floated down from Hong Xiazi's finger, and stopped in mid-air.

There was another burst of flickering, and it seemed that there was still the possibility of disappearing at any time.

Zuo Changlu stretched out his hand to grab it, but found nothing. It seemed that the ring did not exist in substance.

Zuo Changlu showed a look of extreme surprise, and paused before saying, "Xiao Duo, I can't touch this ring. It's probably the ring your godfather left you. You try to collect it and put it on your hand."

"oh."

Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out his hand as he said, and grabbed the ring.

Somehow, the smoke-like ring that Zuo Changlu couldn't reach out of his hand, after Zuo Xiaoduo stretched out his hand, was solidified as a whole, and fell into Zuo Xiaoduo's palm, the tentacles were cold.

"Which finger do you wear?"

Zuo Xiaoduo held the ring in one hand and looked at his fingers.

"Can't you wear the index finger? The ring finger is not used for this purpose, so... the little finger?"

Zuo Xiaoduo murmured.

Zuo Changlu rolled his eyes: "You decide."

Zuo Xiaoduo put the ring on his little finger very casually.

At the moment when the ring was put on Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, the ring suddenly began to tighten slowly, tightly encircling Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, and right after that, Zuo Xiaoduo only felt a pain in his finger.

It seemed that a few thorns protruded from the ring and penetrated into the flesh of Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger, causing him to shiver with pain.

Blood oozed out instantly, pouring into the ring, dyeing the whole ring red.

After a while, the ring that looked completely red gradually faded again, turning into an ordinary off-white ring, and then, even the off-white ring disappeared.

The two father and son looked at each other, there was nothing on Zuo Xiaoduo's little finger.

"No...no more..." Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes widened.

"Rare is more strange, try to think about that ring." Zuo Changlu's face returned to indifference, but there was a hint of surprise and shock in his tone!

Zuo Xiaoduo thought for a while, and kept mumbling: "Ring, ring..."

The off-white ring appeared in response, quietly floating on his finger.

"Wow, so amazing!"

Zuo Xiaoduo was completely shocked now.

"In the future, if you want to use the things inside, you don't need to let the ring appear, just communicate directly with your mind."

Zuo Changlu felt very relieved, and couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought... this ring is actually a natal ring... natal..."

"What does the natal ring mean?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked.

"Well, when you have more experience in the future, you will naturally know." Zuo Changlu obviously didn't want to explain more.

Instead, he slapped Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder with an excited expression: "You just need to know that you have made a lot of money this time!"

"Have you made a lot of money?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was suspicious: "Just such a ring?"

"What do you know, what you don't understand, what you don't understand!"

Zuo Changlu couldn't help sighing.

I don't know if it should be said that stupid people have stupid blessings.

Anyway, he never thought that Hong Xiazi would leave this ring to Zuo Xiaoduo!

No wonder, Hong Xiazi emphasized two sentences when he was dying: natal, natal...

Zuo Xiaoduo was thinking about opening the ring to see what's inside, how could he make a lot of money, but found that he couldn't open this unremarkable ring at all: "Dad, I can't open this ring either."

"You haven't even condensed your spiritual thoughts yet, but you want to open this ring? What are you dreaming about?"

Zuo Changlu said: "This is a spiritual ring, you won't be able to open it for a while!"

"oh oh."

Zuo Xiaoduo seems to understand but not understand.

At this time, the door curtain was lifted.

When Wu Tiejiang walked in, he saw Hong's blind body covered with a white cloth at a glance. His burly body shook like chaff: "Brother Zuo... this... this is not Hong..."

"It's him."

Zuo Changlu sighed sadly: "He has gone."

Hearing the bad news at first, Wu Tiejiang only felt dizzy for a while, with gold stars in his eyes, panting heavily, and finally couldn't help but cursed: "Why did this old boy die so early!"

Zuo Changlu's eyes were unprecedentedly severe, staring at Blacksmith Wu.

Wu Tiejiang sat down, his face full of puzzlement: "I saw that he was doing well before, let alone...we still..."

"How do you say that if you die, you will die? Still die with you?"

Wu Tiejiang couldn't figure it out. He pulled his hair and said, "What the hell...was it too sudden? As soon as I came in, I saw a dead person, or him... This is really... spicy..."