Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 192 70 years

The ordinary life is so fast. Since the death of Zhao servant, Zhao Bi's side has never appeared in the court, and Zhao Bi's voice is rarely heard outside.

For the new generation of young people, very few people have heard of Zhao Bi, and even most of them have never heard of this matter.

Zhao Bi is still the idle person staying in Mu Wang's mansion, even asking about Tianzong's affairs, now he is no longer bothering him.

But even without Zhao Bi, Da Song is still the same as Da Song. With Zhao Ti's efforts, Da Song has changed a little, and there are not too many surprises.

In the blink of an eye, 70 years have passed, and during these 70 years, the number of times Zhao Bi went out can be counted on the fingers of the fingers.

Sometimes the long life span makes Zhao Bi very uncomfortable. In the past 70 years, he has seen too many people around him pass away.

During this time, the maids who were with him also left one after another, Wu Mingyuan left, Zhao Ji left, and even too many people, Zhao Bi, who has experienced these things, feels that all this is a relatively painful life .

Now Zhao Bi finally felt the life experience of his dozen or so masters, and finally chose to hide after experiencing too much, not caring about worldly affairs.

Looking at the decline of the crops of lotus in front of him, Hua Wen has now begun to achieve a perfect improvement in his mood.

Although the entire Prince Mu's Mansion is still the same as before, it has already rested several times during this period of time. If there is still a son here, Zhao Yu probably has already stayed away from the hustle and bustle.

After looking at the lotus for a while, Zhao Yu smiled and turned back to his recliner. The guy under him has changed by more than a dozen, and it's just that things are right and people are wrong.

"Father, are you feeling emotional again?"

Looking at Zhao Luo who was sitting opposite him, Zhao Bi knew that he couldn't escape the damage of time. Zhao Luo, who is now in his 90s, has all gray hair, but his body is still relatively healthy.

Since 20 years ago, Zhao Luo has not held any position in the court, and then went directly back home to accompany Zhao Bi and Wang Yuyan.

It is worthy of Zhao Bi's happiness to go to the room, Zhao Luo, this guy finally learned how to look like Zhao Ji, and married fifteen wives one after another, and now Zhao Bi can be regarded as the kind of life full of children and grandchildren.

Seeing Zhao Luo calling himself again, Zhao Yu sighed speechlessly and said, "They say you don't come here in the future, and you, an old man, call me father king, which makes me feel very awkward!"

Zhao Bi, who is more than 100 years old, has not changed at all now, even his voice is still 20 years old.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Luo felt lost in an instant, looked at Zhao Bi and smiled, and then said, "You are my father and king, this cannot be changed, so you should accept your fate."

The main reason is that it is not the first time that Zhao Bi said this to Zhao Luo, it should be many times, so many that Zhao Bi can't remember it himself.

"Tell me, why are you here again today?" Zhao Bi lay there and looked at Zhao Luo and said.

"Father, it's quieter here with you. It's too noisy to stay at home. You don't know Qing'er. I can't stand a little girl. She annoys me every day, so I come to your place." It is." Zhao Luohan said with a smile.

After Zhao Luo got married, Zhao Bi directly kicked him out and let him open his own house. The two families were considered to be separated, so as not to disturb his life.

"Can you stop using this as an argument every time, you are worried about the noise, why? You are not worried about the noise on the father's side?"

"Father, the main reason is that your side is too quiet, that's why I came here. By the way, Qing'er is also here, and now the concubine mother is staying at the side." Zhao Luo looked at Zhao Bi with a smile and said.

Even if I am old now, my father is still my father, and this cannot be changed.

Although Zhao Bi prefers to be quiet, Zhao Bi still prefers the group of children coming over.

Qing'er is Zhao Yu's great-great-great-granddaughter, and she's going to be out of five clothes soon, but Qing'er is indeed a very nice little girl, cute and intelligent, but she just likes to go to Mu Wang's mansion to find Wang Yuyan and the others play.

Looking at Zhao Luo, who was already aging, Zhao Bi said directly, "Father is planning to go out here, and he has been staying in this palace for almost a hundred years, and he doesn't know what's going on in the outside world."

"Yeah, it's time to go out for a walk. Erchen also wants to go out for a walk, but his health is no longer good. I don't know when the father plans to go out?" Zhao Luo asked.

"Let's take a look, maybe after two sets, we will start, who knows?" Zhao Luo looked at the sky, thought for a while, and then said.

As for Zhao Bi's going out for a walk, Zhao Luo actually knew about it a few days ago, and it was Wang Yuyan who told him that he no longer wanted to see his relatives leaving.

There is no need for Wang Yuyan to explain this kind of thing in detail, but looking at those red eyes, Zhao Luo already knew who he was talking about. He didn't like to practice since he was a child, so he was content to live to this age.

Looking at Zhao Bi's appearance, Zhao Luo also felt a lot of sadness in his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Yu was not talking, Zhao Luo stood up, took two steps back and then knelt on the ground, shouting loudly, "Father, Luo Er is going to accompany you, and I hope that the road ahead will take care of you, it is a child!" Not filial, but also let the father worry."

After Zhao Luo finished speaking, tears began to fall on the ground, not because he was about to die, but because he felt ashamed of Zhao Yu.

"Okay, get up, you're already so old, don't just be like this." Zhao Yu sat up and smiled, looking at his kneeling son in front of him and said softly.

Time flies, and no one can avoid this kind of thing.

Zhao Luo got up and stood there, and after a while, his smiling face resumed, and the father and son began to chat without saying a word.

Anyway, time passed quickly, and it was almost dark when Zhao Luo left.

After walking out of the gate of Prince Mu's Mansion, Zhao Luo didn't choose to take the car, but looked at the gate of Prince Mu's Mansion affectionately.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at? If you are reluctant, why don't we come over tomorrow?" Qing'er's lovely voice reached Zhao Luo's ears directly.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Zhao Luo smiled and said, "It will be fine for Qing'er to come over in the future, as for Grandpa, maybe he won't come."

"Why, grandpa, aren't you here with Qing'er?" Qing'er said.

Zhao Luo didn't answer her question, but turned around and headed into the carriage.

(End of this chapter)