"So... Mr. Dongfang doesn't know much about the inside story?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"This is the top secret inside the seven veins, and I really don't understand it." Dongfang Mu replied in a deep voice.

"So, I'm disturbing sir." Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"But I don't understand, but my father knows a little..." Dongfang Mu said.

"Well, sir, father?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

"Well, the immortal has been gone for many years." Dongfang Mu replied.

"..." Zhang Rongfang.

"Don't worry, I actually heard my father mention it one thing. But I can't say much to you." Dongfang Mu then said again.

"I hope to hear the details." Zhang Rongfang sat down solemnly. After all, he was his own nephew and could not let him become crooked.

Dongfang Mu sorted out his thoughts and spoke.

"I heard from my father that inherited the Seven-Chronic Sword, among which it seems to be forging from the seven most vicious, vicious and violent evil sects. The so-called Seven-Chronic Sword is actually the seven hidden dangers that the first seven-line masters are responsible for suppressing and sealing them. Therefore, the restrictions and conditions required to inherit the Seven-Chronic Sword are actually very high."

"Very high? Does it depend on qualifications?" Zhang Rongfang said in surprise.

Could it be that my sister is a martial arts genius who has hidden a lot? She has passed it on to her nephew?

"No...no, it depends on the bloodline. The inheritance of the gentleman sword, 8\./2\./small\./say\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~ It must be half of the spiritual noble bloodline. I don't know the specific reasons. I don't know the rest in more detail." Dongfang Mu explained.

"It is necessary to have a great noble ancestry of the Spiritual Man~~?" Zhang Rongfang's heart moved. Obviously, there were some secrets hidden in the Spiritual Man's blood that he did not know.

"I can't help with anything else, but if you are sure that the teacher is fine, it is very likely that it is related to the inheritance of the gentleman sword. The master must carefully consider this matter." Dongfang Mu said solemnly.

"I understand..." Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt a little tired.

He originally thought he could live a peaceful and stable life, with gentle, peaceful and quiet life.

Unfortunately... whether it was his sister's side or the outside world, he had to run around and come forward.

Immediately, he stood up to thank and said goodbye.

After getting the clues, it was natural that it was not appropriate to go and check on Zhang Huanqing as soon as possible.

After leaving Dongfang Fort, Zhang Rongfang returned to the city and came to Muchi Mansion.

It was getting late, and after dinner, Xiao Huanqing was playing with the maid playing with the ball.

But for some reason, the maid's dress was neat and had no scars on her face, but in fact she had a slight sweat on her forehead. When she looked at Xiao Huanqing, she would also feel a little scared.

I don't know what happened before.

In the back garden, the two seemed to be playing with balls, but Xiao Huanqing had no smile on her face, just a calmness, her eyes were like a pool, unfathomable.

Under the guidance of a guard, Zhang Rongfang came to the back garden and saw the scene in front of him.

"Huanqing." He called out.

"Uncle, are you here?" Zhang Huanqing dropped the ball and ran towards Zhang Rongfang quickly.

He was less than one year old and was almost the same age as a two or three-year-old child at this time.

Moreover, what surprised Zhang Rongfang was that Xiao Huanqing seemed to have grown up a little more after only a few days of sight.

It's really a little bit, very little.

But because his bloodline has changed now and is very sensitive to the blood changes of living creatures, he immediately noticed this difference.

This little bit of growth is mainly reflected in the blood.

"Uncle, you play with me on the ball." Xiao Huanqing said with his head up.

"Isn't someone playing with you?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the maid before.

"I just want to play with you." Xiao Huanqing said, "Uncle, you must listen to me, otherwise I will let my parents drive you out!"

"Is that true?" Zhang Rongfang responded casually, but his eyes swept around Xiao Huanqing.

"But your mother is my real sister, so she won't be willing to chase me."

"Then I will say you abused me." Xiao Huanqing said.

"Do you still know about abuse?" Zhang Rongfang responded.

Suddenly, he paused and saw something hanging around Xiao Huanqing's neck.

It was a purple sword-shaped accessory that looked metal, with various complex patterns on the surface, which was a bit age-like.

He recalled what Dongfang Mu said, if the inheritance of the Seven-line gentleman's sword would really affect the nature of his nephew, then this influence must be a key point.

He discovered these changes, what about his sister? With her delicate heart, would she discover it later than him?

No...she must have discovered that something was wrong long ago.

Then why didn't she take measures?

Don't want to, or can't?

Swish!

Suddenly, while Xiao Huanqing was not paying attention, Zhang Rongfang reached out and grabbed the purple sword-shaped accessory hanging around the other party's neck, his fingertips were like a knife, and he cut the lanyard sharply.

Then put the accessories into your sleeve.

This time he was very fast, and he was confident that even a super expert would not be able to see or discover it in a daze.

"Uncle, what are you doing? Do you dare to steal my stuff!!"

Unexpectedly, the moment the sword-shaped accessories left his body, Xiao Huanqing suddenly turned his head and stared at him, his face changed drastically, and he screamed.

"What does it mean to rob? My uncle loves you, afraid that the thing will poke you, so he can help you put it away." Zhang Rongfang pressed him with one hand, preventing him from rushing towards him.

Since he was discovered, he no longer concealed it, took out the sword-shaped accessories and checked it carefully.

"Give me back!! Return my things back!!" Xiao Huanqing struggled, and his little body burst out with strong strength no less than that of ordinary people.

He thumped Zhang Rongfang crazy, as if the sword-shaped accessories were very important to him.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang also obviously felt something was wrong. A child who was less than one year old actually had such great strength?

This is obviously abnormal.

Looking at Xiao Huanqing who was still shouting and scolding, he thought for a while and took out a small wooden man from his arms.

"Come on, my uncle will compensate you for this, this is fun."

"Who wants your broken wood man! You give me something back! My stuff!!" Xiao Huanqing screamed, and continued to pounce on him as if he was crazy.

This made Zhang Rongfang feel more and more that the thing he took was very critical.

As the sound became louder and louder, the sound of someone coming from a distance came faintly.

Zhang Rongfang is not good at coaxing children at all, let alone abnormal children like Xiao Huanqing.

He suddenly felt a little anxious. If his sister saw this, it would be a little bad after all.

In desperation, he looked around and saw that there was no one around. The maid had already run away without knowing when it was.

Peng.

He made a quick move and knocked Xiao Huanqing out~ and then held him in his arms.

He was burly and sat cross-legged on the ground, holding Xiao Huanqing, completely covering him.

But when I hugged my arms, the sound did not stop at all.

"Uncle returns you, don't call me, okay?"

"This is almost the same~ Uncle, you are bad!" Xiao Huanqing's voice sounded again.

"Okay, don't cry. People think I'm bullying you when they see it." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly.

"Next time you take my stuff, I'll tell my mother!" Xiao Huanqing said in his voice again

Zhang Rong faced the wall, hugged Zhang Huanqing who had fallen into a coma, and turned his back to the guard maid who was coming, and was talking intimately with Xiao Huanqing.

But no one thought that both voices came from his own throat.

From the back, everyone could only see Xiao Huanqing lying in Zhang Rongfang's arms, revealing a little legs and feet.

Seeing this warm scene, the guards and maids relaxed, smiled and left each.

He is worthy of being his uncle. Xiao Huanqing, who is like a little devil, immediately became so well-behaved when he saw his uncle coming.

This thought arose in everyone's mind.

No one would be relieved about Zhang Rongfang. After all, he is the only relative of his wife and one of Xiao Huanqing's closest relatives.

Moreover, when Xiao Huanqing spoke harshly to Zhang Rongfang before, Zhang Rongfang never got angry, and his temper was not ordinary.

So no one would believe that he would have bad behavior towards Xiao Huanqing.

Soon, the people slowly dispersed again.

Zhang Rongfang was still holding Xiao Huanqing. He was not making the sword-shaped accessories, but kept checking Xiao Huanqing with one hand.

I opened my eyelids, opened my hair, nostrils, mouths, ears, and even the body, all of them were examined.
To be continued...