Chapter 59 Killing Father and Enemy

Qiao Qilang sat in front of his uncle a little distracted. He took off the black veil and looked blank. Compared with Chu Chenyang, the handsome and restrained king of the Ming Dynasty and the beautiful coldness of the king of An, this Qiao Qilang gave people a feeling of dust.

Qiao Qilang's eyes are like snowy mountain springs, but now they are a little overwhelmed. In the future, if you arrange the Tianhuo Gate, you will be free, but what can you do in the future? After such a long time, the responsibility is gone. It is not easy to imagine, but you feel at a loss.

If it were that woman, she could accompany her to travel around the world... Qilang shook his head violently.

If it's someone else, as long as he is moved, he will rob it even if he grabs it. But she... that different woman, how can he casually underestimate her?

"Qilang, what's wrong with you? You have been in such a daze since you came back. Are you worried about Jingwei's repentance? Qiao Wu's face can no longer see the young and arrogant appearance. The anger in his eyes has long been flattened by the pain.

What's wrong with such an excellent nephew?

King An is indeed outstanding and has retreated from his childhood impulse. Now King An is calm and terrible. If it hadn't been for protecting the glorious concubine that day, I wouldn't have hurt her so easily.

Qilang snorted coldly, "We can even believe the Empress Wu now, how can we be afraid of Jingwei? It's just that I'd rather cooperate with Jingwei than them. I just hope they can let us go."

"Chu Chenyang took so long to give us cloud beads. I'm really afraid that I can't wait." A trace of sadness flashed in Qiao Wu's eyes.

Although he injured King An twice, he was also seriously injured, but he also knew that Jingwei's advantage was not so easy to occupy. Coupled with the counterattack of fire over the years, Qiao Wu is afraid that there will be no time.

Oh... As long as Qilang is still there, the bloodline of the Qiao family can finally continue.

"Duncle, don't think so. I have already got the Yunshuizhu. When you take the configured antidote, your health will get better." Qilang remembered that he was still in a good spirit a few years ago, and now such an old uncle can't help but feel sad. The counterattack of the fire-killing palm is really amazing...

I just hope that Yunshuizhu is really useful. Qilang can't help sighing. No matter what my uncle has done before, he is already his only relative.

"Master, young master. It's done." Doctor Xue, who was beside him, brought the medicine over.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Xue. Thanks to you for taking care of my body over the years. Qiao Wu's eyes showed a trace of sadness. Well, you don't have to take these bitter medicines anymore.

"It's useless for me to make the master's body so weak." Dr. Xue put the medicine aside and retreated.

"There are many talented people like Dr. Xue in our door. If it hadn't been for me, they wouldn't have buried their talents so much."

"As long as my uncle gets better, everything doesn't matter. I think Jingwei will also place them well. Qilang picked up the medicine and blew it twice.

"It's too hot. Let's drink later." Qiao Wu nodded the table next to him and motioned Qilang to put it down first. "I have studied it for so many years, and I have changed a lot of internal skills in it. Take a good look at the rest. With your intelligence, you will definitely let the counterattack be used in the future."

Qilang took over his uncle's handbook and couldn't help smiling bitterly. Firekilling is indeed too powerful, and I have paid a lot of attention to it over the years. Now it is indeed possible to avoid the damage to yourself. But I knew that the internal injury was already there, and the midday counterattack had become more and more serious.

But it doesn't matter. As long as your only relatives get better, as long as you don't add new injuries, those injuries can be tolerated. It's not easy to eat back for yourself.

Qilang picked up the medicine bowl and just wanted to persuade Qiao Wu to take the medicine, but he was suddenly ordered by Qiao Wu.

"Auncle, you..." Qilang lost his mind for a moment, and he already understood what his uncle wanted to do.

Qiao Wu took the bowl in Qilang's hand, but directly raised Qilang's head, patted Qilang's chest a few times, and poured the medicine directly.

"Auncle... This is the only medicine that can cure you. How can you..." Qilang almost shouted out.

There are only half of the clouds and water beads, not to mention the medicinal herbs that Dr. Xue has finally collected.

"King An wants that half of the cloud water drop is not to accept your kindness, but he knows it. Half a bead can only make the two of us, and only one can live.

Qilang's face was full of tears: "My uncle... King An was originally injured by my uncle, that is, I was injured. I have no regrets about what he will do to me. Although the half cloud drop could not cure him, it saved him from suffering from fire every time. I am willing to bear it alone in exchange for the peace of my uncle and everyone in Tianhuo Gate.

"Do you think he will let me go? Even if you suffer alone, he can't let go of the sinner who took away his mother and concubine and separated their mother and son. In order to hurt King An, I robbed the noble concubine Rong and bullied the young women and children. I have no face to live for a long time. From the beginning, I didn't rob the cloud water beads for myself, but for you.

"Auncle, I have always regarded you as my father and am willing to do anything for you. Why are you doing it for me... for..." Qilang was full of tears, and the bitterness in his mouth made him feel even more heartbreaking.

Qiao Wu patted Qilang's head, and his chaotic eyes were full of love: "You have been dragged by me for so long, and you can also be liberated. No matter what I do, our Qiao family still has you. Your father and I had six children before, but they didn't survive. You are our only hope. How can I bear to make you suffer from counterattack?

Qiao Wu's eyes couldn't help blurring when he remembered those children and his wife who mended his clothes under the candlelight. I'll see you soon...

"In those years, your father and I were young and energetic. We only wanted to make continuous progress in self-cultivation. Later, we found that only each other was our opponents." Qiao Wu choked, "It's me... I killed your father. In the competition, I made a cruel move. I saw him fall down, but I was reluctant to use my skills to save your father.

Qilang couldn't help but be stunned. His uncle actually...

When my father left, he was still young. Qilang's memory of his father has long been blurred... But after all, that man is his father!

Qiao Wu untied Qilang's acupuncture point and said calmly, "This is all retribution. I only pay attention to my martial arts cultivation, but I ignore my wife, lovely children, and my brothers and sisters who have been taking care of me. Until now that I have lost it, I know that those are the most precious.

Qilang raised his head quietly and looked at the most respected uncle in his heart. He... was my father-killing enemy!

"Qilang, kill me and avenge your father. I'm already tired. If I can see that you are so excellent now, I can also go to see your father.

Qilang looked at this already old uncle, how did he do it, and finally sighed.

"Auncle, how can you have the heart to let me do it to you? Why do you want to tell me again?" Qilang turned his back and said, "I don't think my father will blame you. If my father is still there, he will have to endure the same suffering as you and do what he doesn't like. Let him watch his brothers and mother leave, and he will also be sad.

Qiao Wu looked at the thin back in front of him and smiled bitterly. Our Qiao family is also blessed to have such descendants.

Qiao Wu took out a red pill from his sleeve and swallowed it. I'm relieved... I don't have to be afraid of noon anymore, and I don't have to feel guilty about my brother anymore. Although my brother died, it is comforting to have such a good child.

When Qilang heard the sound, he looked back and saw his twisted uncle, and only felt that his heart beat twice.

"uncle...uncle..." Qilang only felt that his whole body was weak and wanted to rush over, but it seemed that his whole body was drained and he couldn't move.

"I don't want to endure any longer. After I die, you can live the life you want freely. In the future... I... I can't take care of you. Be careful when practicing fire..."

Qiao Wu's outstretched hand slowly fell down, and his whole body suddenly fell forward. He is really tired. It's time to rest.

These years of persistence have not been in vain, and the Qiao family has a successor. Qiao Wu was relieved before his death, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Qilang suddenly hugged Qiao Wu forward and quietly looked at Qiao Wu, who had closed his eyes. Qilang, who has never shed tears since he became sensible, now cries like a child.

Qilang's father left suddenly, and the mother couldn't stand the strong husband's leaving. A son fell ill again and fell ill all of a sudden. When Qilang's young hands pulled his mother with dead oil well lights, a warm embrace surrounded the young body.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, Qilang is the last hope of our Qiao family. I will protect it even if I fight for this life."

The mother looked at Qiao Wu with a resolute face in front of her, and her thin face showed a reassuring smile. She closed her eyes and never opened them again.

Since then, Qiao Wu has taken Qilang with him. Qiao Wu was very strict with Qilang, but when Qilang cried and looked for his mother, he would pick him up and coax him softly. Qiao Wu's clumsy and slightly stiff embrace made Qilang slowly calm down.

That night, Qiao Wu was injured and curled up together. He was almost exhausted and didn't want to hold on any longer. Qilang's small body hugged this uncle tightly, which made Qiao Wu fight.

Although Qilang is young, he has realized that the only relative in the world may leave him. Qilang hugged Qiao Wu in fear. Qiao Wu also hugged the young child and gritted his teeth. There was another child... There was another child who needed himself to survive.

Looking at his haggard uncle day by day, Qilang seemed to have grown up overnight and understood that only by making himself strong can he protect the people he wants to protect.