At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

When Zhao Feiyu heard Mr. Huang say this, he naturally couldn't say anything. Moreover, he really had an inexplicable affection for the little girl Huang Linger, so if he taught her the Huangquan Sword Art in the future, Zhao Feiyu would be quite happy.

"Mr. Huang is serious. You have such a strong body. It is okay to pass on this set of Huangquan swordsmanship to Ling'er in the future. And I heard that this Huangquan swordsmanship has never been passed on to others. Now it is passed on to me, isn't it? Is something inappropriate?"

Even though Zhao Feiyu was willing to help, he would still be a little confused. After all, although Mr. Huang is tens of thousands of years old, his body is still strong. If he wants to live another tens of thousands of years, it shouldn't be a big deal.

"Well, to be honest, there may be a catastrophe in my Huang family. I can't avoid this catastrophe, but I hope Ling'er can hide it. So I want to find a good character for Linger as soon as possible. My husband. But such a person is so easy to find! I am really helpless now, and seeing your performance today, your cultivation base should not be so difficult to learn in terms of Huangquan swordsmanship. That's why I rashly want to teach you this set of swordsmanship, and I hope you will pass it on."

When Mr. Huang said this, he was obviously a little sad, but some disasters can only be overcome by himself, and if it involves Mr. Huang's family affairs, it is even more inconvenient to say it.

So Zhao Feiyu chose not to ask.

If at that time, when Mr. Huang wanted to talk, he would naturally tell Zhao Feiyu.

"Okay, the younger generation will not be polite." After saying that, Zhao Feiyu accepted the brocade box given by Mr. Huang, which contained the Underworld Sword Art.

When Zhao Feiyu took over Huangquan Sword Jue from Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang suddenly knelt down for Zhao Feiyu.

"Old Huang, what are you doing? Get up quickly, this junior can't bear such a big gift from you."

Zhao Feiyu was a little panicked. Mr. Huang suddenly knelt down. He must be asking for something, and it was the most important thing in his heart.Zhao Feiyu guessed that Mr. Huang's courtship must have something to do with Huang Ling'er.

"I want to ask you to take care of Linger in the future. Linger is the person I miss most in this world. I have lived to such an old age. I have nothing to worry about. Only Linger, when her mother passed away, I will tell her Give it to me, I am a man, and I have always been very strict with her since she was a child, and she has never cared for her parents." When talking about this, Mr. Huang burst into tears, and it can be said that he was extremely sad, "If I leave again Linger is now alone, I don't know what she will do in the future? I want to ask you to help me take care of her in the future, do your best to take care of her, and teach her the sword art of hell."

Zhao Feiyu squatted beside Mr. Huang and sighed. It seems that Mr. Huang knew that he might die in the disaster, but what is this disaster?Mr. Huang didn't mention a word.

"Okay, I promise you, if anything happens to you, I will take good care of Ling'er, and I will teach her the Huangquan Sword Art, and I will teach her all I have learned all my life, so that she Not to mention revitalizing the Huang family can save her life in the Jianghu, besides that, I will do my best to protect her well."

Zhao Feiyu solemnly said these words to Mr. Huang, although it was from the bottom of his heart, but Zhao Feiyu felt extremely heavy at this moment.

It's not because after agreeing to these things, the burden on him is heavy, but because he is worried about the future of the Huang family.

He didn't know what the Huang family was facing, and Zhao Feiyu couldn't ask.

"Thank you, thank you for taking care of Linger."

Old Man Huang burst into tears, this was the first time Zhao Feiyu saw Old Man Huang in tears.

"Okay, the old man won't delay you to save your friend. Go quickly, I'm afraid it will be difficult and dangerous to go to the Tang family. The Tang family has a weird personality and a high ability to use poison. You must be careful on this trip. Nah!"

After a few instructions from Mr. Huang and Zhao Feiyu, he brought Zhao Feiyu to the front hall.

But Zhao Feiyu could feel that Huang Linger might have heard all the content of Mr. Huang just now. Zhao Feiyu always felt that there was a person standing outside the door, and judging from the smell on his body, it should be Huang Linger.

It's just that Zhao Feiyu didn't tell the truth, and Mr. Huang didn't notice it because he was too sad.

After Zhao Feiyu arrived at the front hall, he took the three-legged Golden Crow into the main god space, said goodbye to Mr. Huang, and took the three-legged Golden Crow to the Tang family in the middle of Sichuan.

Central Sichuan is relatively hot and humid, and it can be said to be two different climates from Yanbei.

As soon as Zhao Feiyu came to Tangmen, he was stopped by the gatekeeper: "Who are you? What's the matter? If you try to break in again, we won't be polite."

"I have something to ask the head of your family, please pass it on to me." Zhao Feiyu thought that since he came to seek medical treatment, it would be better to keep a low profile, so he discussed it with the servant in a friendly manner.

"Who are you? Do you think that everyone who is the head of my family can meet anyone?" The servant's attitude was unusually arrogant. It seemed that the Tang Sect had a very high status in Sichuan, and even a few servants could be so defiant.

"It's not your turn to ask me what my name is. I'm only here to let the master detoxify my friend. I also hope that you can either pass it on quickly or get out of the way immediately."

Zhao Feiyu was a little angry, now that the three-legged Golden Crow was poisoned, time was running out, and this servant was still stopping him, Zhao Feiyu was naturally unhappy.

"Hehe, where did you come from, I am an ignorant junior, but you can enter the Tang Sect as soon as you say so, you really treat yourself like a green onion." The servant's attitude was extremely disdainful.

Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly.

After randomly bursting out a little breath, the two of them were separated by this powerful breath for more than a million miles.

After seeing this scene, no one dared to stop Zhao Feiyu, a group of people surrounded him and let him walk to the main hall.

"My friend has been poisoned, I beg the master to detoxify my friend."

After Zhao Feiyu finished speaking, he placed the three-legged Golden Crow on the table in the middle of the main hall.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my Tang Sect to cause trouble?" The head of the sect should be the grandson of the ancestor of the Tang Sect, named Tang Aotian.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just need the master to find out what kind of poison my friend has, and help my friend detoxify." Zhao Feiyu has a deep obsession with this matter. If he made a mistake, Zhao Feiyu would probably blame himself for the rest of his life.

"Hehe, you really think that I am the Tang Sect. Is this what you say? You dare to arrange me now. Don't forget, I am the head of this place." Tang Aotian smiled .