"No one in Xuanmen today knows how to use the . You are now the only one who understands the skills and mental skills. I hope you can inherit the Xuanmen Iron Fan skill and carry it forward.

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"Kid, cheer up quickly, you will definitely have a bright future."

Qiao Runzhi saw that Wan Mo Luo was just staring at the iron fan in a daze, and did not pay attention to what the old man said. He said thank you to the old man's back as he left, then pulled Mo Luo's sleeve and said:

"My wife, it's getting late, we might as well go to bed early."

Wan Mo Luo nodded, the quilt on the kang was not folded, and the man beside him was still unconscious.

Wan Moluo was lying under the quilt holding the black iron fan. The kang was warm, but there was no way to warm the fan in the slightest.

"Master Wife, are you asleep?"

"No."

Wanmoluo responded calmly.

Hearing that his wife was not sleeping, Qiao Runzhi turned his body sideways and could barely see Wanmoluo's blurry figure through the dim moonlight outside the window.

"My wife, what happened to Xicai and Dan'er is not your fault."

"It's my fault. If I didn't choose to leave Kyoto City, these things wouldn't happen now."

"Maybe I should stay there."

When Qiao Runzhi heard what Wan Mo Luo said, he knew that she felt uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and touched her cheek according to Wan Mo Luo's position.

"We are all willing, and it is the Ten Thousand Poison Sect that really killed them."

Mo Luo closed his eyes silently, feeling Qiao Runzhi's warm palm against his cheek, and a sour feeling rose in his heart.

"I'm too useless and can't protect anyone... If I could be stronger, so strong that no one could defeat me, strong enough to protect everyone, they wouldn't die. I overestimate myself."

I am too conceited about my ability..."

Wan Moluo put a hand on Qiao Runzhi's hand, and his hands became a little cold because he was holding the tightly.

But Qiao Runzhi held him back and said:

"So, don't be discouraged. I once had this thought of my wife. When you were unconscious and we entered the Lost Valley..."

"Looking at the exhausted people, anger rose in my heart. I had the same idea as you - why am I so weak and can't protect the people I want to protect? Why can't I become a strong man and conquer all the people?

Get rid of all those people and things that want to hurt the people I care about."

"But I'm just a helpless man... Even if I can't be a partner who can walk side by side with you, I'm not discouraged, am I..."

Wan Moluo listened to what Qiao Runzhi said in the dark night. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could hear his voice clearly.

Even after going through a lot, he is still so firm, gentle and powerful.

No wonder all the husbands of Wan Mo Luo were headed by Qiao Runzhi, he indeed had a stable core.

Even when Mara was on duty in the court, he kept the house in order.

Now even after experiencing so many accidents and failures, Qiao Runzhi is still comforting himself.

Obviously he is the one who is powerless, and he is obviously the one who should be feared the most because of his weakness.

As Mo Luo thought about it, he suddenly felt guilty towards Qiao Runzhi.

But I, who was capable, began to feel depressed because of these setbacks.

She shouldn't be like this, at least she still has Qiao Runzhi by her side.

"Thank you, Runzhi."

In the darkness, Mo Luo's voice gradually became warmer, and the hand she held in Qiao Runzhi's hand gradually began to feel warm.

"Don't leave me...I, we will definitely keep it together until the clouds clear and the moon shines."

"Okay, I will always stay with you..."

Qiao Runzhi's voice began to become muffled, and he gradually fell into sleep.

When Qiao Runzhi woke up in the morning, Wanmoluo was no longer in bed.

As soon as he sat up, he heard the sound of weapons being waved outside the house. He put on his shoes and went out and saw Wan Mo Luo playing with the iron fan in the yard.

The old man standing at the door nodded with satisfaction from time to time.

When Wan Moluo finished all the exercises, he turned around and saw Qiao Runzhi standing with the old man Na at some point.

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo was over, the old man nodded with satisfaction and said:

"You're very good. It's worth your while to wake me up early in the morning and let me see your skills."

"Thank you, senior."

As soon as Wan Moluo handed over his hand, his attitude was obviously different from before, and the feeling of depression from yesterday completely disappeared.
Chapter completed!