Tan Heqing, the patriarch of yushuizong, who is nearly 60 years old, now seems to have changed his personality. He went to tan Puze in small steps.

A waist, Tan Heqing with the most respectful tone asked in a low voice.

"Father, is the boy named Jiang xuanming dead? Can we have the inheritance of Chu Lu

Not far away, Bi Yuan, the three elders of yushuizong, stood on the road with his feet together and his face tense.

Ignoring Tan Heqing, Tan Puze looked at Biyuan and said.

"Little round!"

This playful title is one of the four famous experts in the whole western region, Bi Yuan, the three elders of yushuizong.

Bi Yuan, who was nearly 70 years old, once worked as a servant and traveled with the old patriarch. He also witnessed the battles that made him want to come now. He was full of cold sweat.

So far, even though he has the strength of wuzongjing, he is still very nervous in the face of tanpuze.

Hearing Tan Puze's call, Biyuan quickly replied.

"In!"

With a smile, Tan Puze was in a good mood.

"Come on, help me. Let's go home!"

Bi Yuan, standing on the side of the road, shivered all over. Looking up at Tan Puze's smile, his turbid eyes began to moisten.

Many years ago, the young man who was full of vigor and ambition also followed the young man around him.

"Help me home!"

Fifty years! When he wanted to break through the world, the ambitious young master didn't forget him. He didn't forget that he was always like a follower, and he was always nervous and could not speak.

Trembling, Biyuan replied loudly.

"Alas!"

Bi Yuan, the old man with white hair, reached out his hands and helped Tan Puze, who was hunched, to walk forward steadily.

That step, truly spanning 50 years!

Behind him, Tan Heqing is dazed. He doesn't know whether Jiang Huan is dead or not, and whether the inheritance of the emperor of Chu has been obtained.

But my father didn't mention a word just as he ignored him.

Step up, Tan Heqing some anxiously asked.

"Father, has Jiang xuanming died in your..."

Before the voice fell, Tan Heqing looked back.

Because of their old age, some turbid eyes shot a cold light at this moment, which made Tan Heqing, who was already in the high-level martial realm, fall like an ice cave, cold all over and shocked in the heart.

Just then, Tan Puze asked.

"Do you know why I chose you as the patriarch of Yushui clan?"

Hearing this, Tan Heqing replied tremblingly.

"Naturally, it's because the father recognized the strength of the child."

Voice down, Tan Heqing sneer.

"Shit! That's the only son I have. I have no choice! "

"But you haven't done anything serious in all these years!"

"Now, for the sake of a so-called inheritance of the emperor of Chu, people all over the world laugh at me for being narrow-minded and short of breath!"

Tan Heqing, who had been scolded all over his face, was stunned and immediately explained.

"Father, the emperor of Chu had a great influence on his inheritance, and Jiang xuanming dared to speak rudely to me in public! How can a child, as the patriarch, swallow his voice? Isn't that really sneered at by the people in the Western Jianghu? "