"Senior Sandao, how about this kid? Isn't it okay?"

Wei Yun came to Ciwulang and the child in Sangdao for a few steps, and then asked a word that even he thought was nonsense.

I was struck by lightning, how could it be fine? Look at this poor tree, the whole tree was charred and the leaves were gone! Look at this poor child, his hair was chopped yellow!

Wait, what the hell is that my hair is chopped yellow???

Weiyun looked at my wife Simony lying in Ciwulang's arms, and she seemed to be smoking on her body. If there was no error in his memory, the hair color of this naughty child before he was struck by lightning was definitely black, but why has it turned yellow now?

And after a normal person is struck by lightning, will his hair be intact and still be soft?

Why do I feel like this child is not like a person struck by lightning except for some scratches on his body and his hair turns yellow?

"Shen Yi! Shan Yi! You're okay! Wake up!"

From the outside, Ciwuro Sandao did not see that my wife Simono seemed to be in trouble, but she was struck by lightning! And the child was smoking just now!

If this child’s brain is broken, it will be troublesome!

However, under the shaking of Ciwuro of Sang Island, my wife, Sanyi, actually woke up slowly.

Wei Yun was shocked at that time. You are the kind of Jiaozi, who only appears in the video of the shocking department. He was struck by lightning and did not die. He could run away when he stood up? By the way, you are not Jiaozi!

"Grandpa, am I still alive?"

My wife, Zenyo, struggled to sit up from Ciwuro Sangdao's arms, and asked in a daze.

Sangma Ciwuro kept holding him and didn't react. He and Wei Yun were a little shocked. In the face of such great power of heaven and earth, this child seemed to have nothing to do.

Of course, except for the yellowing of hair, under such conditions that it is good to save your life, there is no need to care about such small things.

"This guy is so lucky!"

Wei Yun said with some emotion that this can be said to be lucky. After all, there are only a few people who are struck by lightning, not to mention that the person who is not only stained by lightning, is still unscathed.

"Ye Ye, you are still alive!"

Ciwuro Sandao hugged my wife Simoni excitedly, and she was really going to scare him to death just now.

"grandfather......"

My wife, Simono, looked at her and hugged her Sangmao Ciwuro excitedly. Her eyes were a little wet. She grew so big now that she had never met anyone who treated him like Sangmao Ciwuro, so he didn't want the old man to be disappointed, so he practiced desperately, desperately trying to master the six types of thunder breathing, but for some reason, he could only practice that one well.

"Grandpa... Why did I do this to me? I obviously can't do anything well, and I clearly train so hard, but I can only learn the first type..."

My wife, Zen Yi, looked at the old man with tears in her eyes.

Looking at my wife Simoni kneeling on the ground, Sangdao Ciwuro touched the child's head, squatted down and looked at him in a very serious tone:

"It's long live to learn a type. If you can only do one thing, you can reach the pinnacle and temper it to the limit."

Wei Yun watched this warm scene from the side and did not come forward to disturb him.

Ciwuro Sandao looked at my wife, Zenyi, who was filled with tears in his eyes. He stood up and beat my wife Zenyi's head with his hands.

"Xianyi, do you know how to forge a knife?"

My wife Shanyi was silent and did not answer, but Wei Yun seemed to be thinking.

"A knife means you have to constantly knock and remove all the impurities and excess things to improve the purity of the steel and create a strong knife."

Ciwuro Sandao said to him while knocking on my wife Simoni's head.

"Senyi, go to the top, whether you cry or escape, just don't give up, believe that this day of enduring exercise like hell will definitely reward you, hit it to the limit, and become a blade that is stronger than anyone else!

Focus on it and reach the pinnacle!”

The old man named Ciwulang of Sangdao squatted in front of my wife, Siniya, looked straight into the young man's eyes, and said such handsome and inspiring words. Weiyun felt that the young man in front of him would definitely not let down the old man's expectations in the future. Even he heard these words.

“Wow~~~”

My wife, Seon-Yi, hugged the old man and started to cry loudly. While crying, she admitted her mistakes, and said that she would work harder to train in the future and would never disappoint her grandfather.

Sangdao Ciwulang patted the boy's back with relief and said, "Grandpa believed in you or something."

Wei Yun looked at the scene in front of him with some envy, but it was only a little bit a little bit. He had never done such a thing in his life, and he didn't want to be such a person himself, but he couldn't stop himself from envying such feelings.

In this regard, Lundao Zuoji and Kurashima Cigoro are completely different extremes. Lundao Zuoji is a taciturn person who never says a word. He wears a cold mask and rarely reveals his feelings. Although you can feel his care and love, he is introverted and will never show off so much.

"Okay, okay, this is the scene of such a deep love between grandparents and master-apprentices. Can't you feel it well when you go home? What do you have to show in front of me, an outsider?"

Seeing that these two people had been hugging them here for a long time, the naughty child was still crying. Wei Yun couldn't bear to watch it anymore and interrupted the master and apprentice in anger.

"Hahaha, stop crying Seon-ye, see if you still know this person?"

Sangdao Ciwulang laughed and patted my wife Simoni on the back, asking him to turn his head to look at Weiyun.

My wife, Simono sobbed, turned her head and looked at Weiyun with tears in her eyes. Although a year has passed, Weiyun has not changed significantly. By his age, he has grown to the top and his face has not reached the point of getting old. It has only been a year since he naturally has not changed much.

"You are that person! The one who learned the first-class type after just reading it!"

My wife Shanyi naturally remembers Weiyun. After all, Weiyun and him all the way up the mountain, and showed him the first type that really made his dream begin, and he was also a person who made his senior brother, Yu Yue very jealous.

In fact, he has always been the person he admires the most besides his grandfather. His pursuit has always been to be able to achieve the level of the first type that this person used that day.

Although he is trying his best to improve the first type and to hone himself, his single first type is far less than the person in front of him without using the Sixth Company. And if this person knows the Sixth Company, then this person will definitely use it better than himself.
Chapter completed!