Chapter 596 The Sword Ancestor's Dear Son

The muscles in the corners of Huocong's eyes were trembling violently, and his voice tightened: "Tell me quickly...who is that weird old man?"

"That weird old man is so weird... He never tells me who he is... But everyone at the foot of the mountain worships him as a god, and everyone calls him the sword ancestor!" Luo Xiaofeng seemed to have said it accidentally. ξ pineapple ★ ★ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ ξ

"What... Sword Ancestor?" Huo Cong said in surprise: "You say it again, what is his... His name?"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Huo Cong with surprise, as if he was a little at a loss: "Master of Fire Palace...what are you?"

"Speak quickly!" Huo Cong grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's arm and hissed: "What's the name of the person who teaches you kung fu?"

Luo Xiaofeng said "Oh my God" and withdrew several steps. When he retreated, he actually used the invincible sword style in the magic sword score!

"Senior... you are thin, but your hands are too strong, look... my arms are blue..." Luo Xiaofeng stepped back while rubbing his arms.

Huo Cong felt that he was rude, and he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The Dark Elf King who came in outside the door just now looked at Huo Cong in surprise.

His master has always been stable and he is not indifferent to his emotions! His master's coldness and arrogance sometimes even the king of the dark elf can't stand it. But today, in front of this little beggar, his master was out of the ordinary. Not only did he talk too much, but he was also very polite to this little beggar. This was the first time he had seen such an unprecedented thing.

The Dark Elf King stood at the door in a daze.

"Little brother... tell me quickly, what is the origin of the weird guy who taught you kung fu?" Huo Cong faced Luo Xiaofeng with an excited expression.

Luo Xiaofeng sighed and said, "I don't know the origin of that strange old man... He never mentions his past... But the people at the foot of the mountain treat him as a god to worship... Many people risk their lives to come up to the mountain to burn incense and kowtow... But in the end, fewer people go up the mountain..." Luo Xiaofeng said very seriously: "Didn't I say it just now? I don't know his name, but the people at the foot of the mountain call him the Sword Ancestor!"

Huo Cong's stiff body suddenly floated over. This time, he did not grab Luo Xiaofeng's arm, but crawled under Luo Xiaofeng's feet with tears in his eyes.

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned!

The Dark Elf King was also stunned!

An old man, and Huo Cong, the famous Huoyun Palace, actually cried in front of a young junior.

The Dark Elf King hesitated and finally walked to Huo Cong. He hugged Huo Cong gently and said softly: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Huo Cong pushed the Dark Elf King aside and crawled on the ground. He covered his face with his hands and started crying loudly. Huo Cong cried louder and louder, and the whole house was shaking.

Luo Xiaofeng and the Dark Elf King looked at each other, and no one knew what to do.

The Dark Elf King whispered to Luo Xiaofeng: "What's going on? What did you say to my master just now?"

Luo Xiaofeng cried and said, "I didn't say anything. Maybe your master was moved suddenly after hearing my miserable childhood story!"

The Dark Elf King gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Xiaofeng hatefully.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned and covered his ears with both hands: "Hey... your master is too fragile... This guy cried... It's so shocking... My ears can't stand it..."

Luo Xiaofeng just covered his ears, but Huo Cong stopped crying!

"Hurry... Tell me! Sword Ancestor... Where is he?" Huo Cong's two dry big hands grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's arm tightly and shook desperately: "Hurry... Say it!"

"I...I...I... Say..." Luo Xiaofeng's body swayed up and down, unable to even speak clearly.

"Stop...stop!" Luo Xiaofeng shouted.

Huo Cong slowly calmed down and he finally let go of Luo Xiaofeng's arm.

Luo Xiaofeng's body was shaking, unable to even stand. I don't know if Huo Cong shook his head and was shaking his wine just now, the alcohol was coming!

Luo Xiaofeng was shaking, unable to even speak clearly.

The Dark Elf King wanted to help Luo Xiaofeng, but he was too short to help Luo Xiaofeng's arm, so he could only hold Luo Xiaofeng's thighs.

Luo Xiaofeng sat down on the ground: "Oh my God, this guy was shaking, my little heart almost popped up!"

Huo Cong sat cross-legged on the ground and kept apologizing to Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng finally calmed down: "Sword Ancestor... lives on...what mountain...it seems to be Zumiao Mountain...I'm so confused...I can't remember it..."

Huo Cong hurriedly shouted to the dark elf king beside him: "Hurry... use your spiritual sense to find out the whereabouts of the sword ancestor on the Ancestral Temple Mountain..."

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head, as if he was very drunk.

The Dark Elf King agreed and hurriedly retreated aside. He concentrated his mind and energy, and in just a moment, he opened his eyes.

"Master, I have discovered it!" The King of Dark Elf has reached the divine realm, and the range of spiritual consciousness has reached a thousand miles.

"How is it? Sword Ancestor...How is it now?" Huo Cong asked impatiently.

"The Sword Ancestor is dead... the entire Ancestral Temple Mountain has been blown up..." As soon as the Dark Elf King finished speaking, Huo Cong screamed and fainted on the ground.

The Dark Elf King was shocked. He didn't know who the sword ancestor was, and why his master had such a strong reaction after hearing the news of the sword ancestor's death.

"Master, Master... wake up..." The Dark Elf King seized Huo Cong's lifeline and slowly transferred his spiritual energy into Huo Cong's body.

Huo Cong slowly woke up, and Huo Cong woke up again, crying loudly!

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly became angry, and he jumped up suddenly: "Why are you crying? A big man, like an old lady, looks upset!" Luo Xiaofeng said, shakingly walked to Huo Cong, his tongue a little short: "Old... Senior... Are you a woman in your previous life... Why did you cry endlessly... Are you wronged... say it out... I'll make the decision for you..."

Luo Xiaofeng said and suddenly grabbed Huo Cong's wrist.

Huo Cong's wrists are as dry and hard as firewood.

Luo Xiaofeng stared at Huo Cong with his sleepy eyes.

Huo Cong suddenly stopped crying. When he faced Luo Xiaofeng, his voice was hoarse: "Little brother... do you know... Who is the Sword Ancestor?"

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head: "I don't know...you said!"

"Sword Ancestor...he...he...he...is my father..." Huo Cong said in a crying voice.

"What...?!" Luo Xiaofeng was really surprised. He never dreamed that the sword ancestor was Huo Cong's father!

"Really...fake..." Luo Xiaofeng stared at Huo Cong's thin face full of tears!

"The Sword Ancestor is my biological father!" Huo Cong sighed and slowly calmed down.
Chapter completed!