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MTL - The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader-Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Ji Han looked at him calmly: "You are talking nonsense again."
Zhao Jiangui does not care: "I know, in your heart, I..."
The cold season is still very calm: "This seat will never give up to save a sword."
Zhao Jian blamed for a moment, before he returned to God, Ji Han seems to be very anxious to remove the topic, suddenly said: "Sometimes I also thought, if my parents are still, they will not want to let I am martial arts."
Zhao Jian could not help but ask him: "Who is your parents?"
Ji Handao: "I don't know, I only know that they are also teaching people, and the righteous father is the best friend, the rest... The righteous father did not mention too much with me."
Zhao Jian got it.
He thinks that the parents of Ji Han have passed away, and their friends have adopted their children. This is a very common story in the rivers and lakes.
Ji Han said: "I have never heard of your parents in the rivers and lakes."
If a person becomes the first swordsman, his parents must be famous with him.
Zhao Jian returned: "I don't know who they are. Someone left me in front of the mountain gate, and my master took me back."
In this way, the two of them are still the same disease.
Ji Han asked him: "Your Master must be very good to you."
Zhao Jian nodded slightly: "He treats me like a father."
The season is not talking.
Zhao Jiangui did not know where he was wrong. He could only stare at the cold season. He was slightly squinting and asked him: "Do you have a brother?"
Zhao Jian returned: "I have three younger brothers and sisters."
Ji Han: "You are a master?"
Zhao Jian nodded and nodded: "I traveled all the year round. The second division was arrested in six doors. The three divisions were married to Yaoxian. Now only the younger brothers are accompanied by Master."
Ji Han seems to be very interested in this: "It sounds good to you."
"Several people are getting started at the same time, and they are similar at the same age. They have always played very well when they were young." Zhao Jian returned. "Only the younger brother is coming late. He is a little younger than you. Now he has to be a master." ... take medicine."
After the words have not been finished, Zhao Jiangui can not help but slightly bend his lips.
This arc is not a smile, but it is quite pleasing to the eye than the "smile" that was squeezed out before.
Ji Han did not know whether he was very happy because of the retrospectives, or he was laughing at his own little brother who was afraid of taking medicine.
He has some emotions that cannot be explained.
Zhao Jiangui: "You seem to be very interested in my teacher."
Ji Handao: "I don't have a brother, but I am curious."
Zhao Jian is a glimpse: "The child... is not about the same age as you?"
Children of almost the same age are always easy to become friends, not to mention the relationship between the two should be more like a brother.
The look of Ji Han has become very unsightly: "I will stay in the practice room all the time from the age of the sword. He does not practice martial arts. I really have no time to meet him."
Zhao Jiangui has frowned: "When you don't practice swords, you always have time to play."
Ji Han said in an understatement: "The righteous father does not like me to see him."
Zhao Jiangui has no idea what else can be said.
He even felt that his heart was suddenly smashed into something, and the subconscious thought that perhaps the former teacher was not as good as he expected.
Ji Handao: "I only remember that when I was young, I refused to practice. If my father wants to marry me, as long as I grow up in swordsmanship, he will send people to the mountains to buy sugar back."
Zhao Jian asked the subconscious: "Pine nuts?"
Ji Han answered: "At that time, I was only six or seven years old. I liked the sugar gourd most. It was delicious and good-looking. But when I was older, I knew that I had learned the sword. I didn't eat much sugar. This trick was used less."
Zhao Jian is silently remembered in his heart.
Well, Ji Han likes sugar gourd.