Xu Liang and others retreated, but Qing Wu and Yun Yan did not leave.

Looking at Xu Wuxing, whose expression had returned to calmness, he bowed lightly and said softly: "Uncle Xu, I want to take the two brothers Xu Liang away."

Xu Wuxing sighed slightly and looked at Qing Wu: "You have done enough to help the Xu family."

Qing Wu shook his head. Seeing this, Yun Yan hurriedly said: "The two young masters are extremely talented. If they can be trained by Sister Qing Wu's sect, they will definitely not let you down."

Xu Wuxing was silent. He looked at Qing Wu and the two of them for a long time before nodding heavily: "Then I'll leave it to you. However, take Fei'er with you. Liang'er is going to join the army."

Both Qingwu and Qingwu closed their eyes slightly, with a touch of sadness on their faces, but they could only nod in response.

"Let's leave tonight. If the people from the palace find out, we won't be able to leave." Xu Wuxing sighed.

"Yes." Qingwu and the others responded and left.

"Call Uncle Xu." Shortly after the two retreated, Xu Wuxing ordered.

…

Three days later.

Xu Ming woke up from a coma, his whole body was sore and numb, and he lay in bed unable to get up.

"You really can't use the three swords indiscriminately." Xu Ming smiled bitterly.

Three sword strikes can be said to be the ultimate explosive force, overdrafting physical energy. After three sword strikes, it is time to rest, but if you hold on for a long time, the damage will be even greater.

This time I was overdrafted and was in a coma for three days, and I couldn't get out of bed.

If he rested after three swords, he would only need to lie down for one day. However, the situation did not allow it at that time.

Facing three warriors, he had to do this.

Killing a warrior with three swords may seem like a great thing, but it is out of necessity.

"Third Young Master, are you awake?" Hearing voices in the room but not being able to hear them clearly, Xu Dafeng pushed the door open and came in.

"I'm awake. I feel a little sore all over my body now. Let Xiaohong come and massage me." Xu Ming ordered.

"Yes." Xu Da responded, and was about to call Xiao Hong when he suddenly remembered something: "Third Young Master, Miss Qingwu sent me a three-foot Qingfeng, which is still with me. When will I give it to you?"

Fetched?"

"Three feet of green front?" Xu Ming was stunned and said impatiently: "Look at me like this, why do you think I'm crazy? Hurry up and find someone to help me."

"Yes, Third Young Master, I'll go right away." Xu Da's face turned a little dark and he retreated. Before leaving, he did not forget to mutter: "The three-foot green edge is a sword, not crazy."

Xu Ming rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.

An hour later, the maid Xiao Hong came out of Xu Ming's room with a red face, and Xu Ming sat on the bed, feeling indescribably comfortable: "Xu Da, come in."

"Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Have you known Qingwu and the others for a long time?" Xu Ming asked with a cold face.

"Yes, yes." Xu Da lowered his head, not daring to look at Xu Ming.

"Then you won't tell me?" Xu Ming looked at Xu Da and wanted to eat him in one bite.

"By the way, Third Young Master, I'm back." Xu Da quickly changed the subject. He was afraid that if he continued talking, Xu Ming would really eat him.

"My grandpa is back? Take me there quickly." Xu Ming was startled and said hurriedly.

Master is the name given to Xu Wenzhong by his subordinates, while Xu Wuxing is called General.

"Yes, yes." Xu Da responded hurriedly, came to the bed, put Xu Ming on his back, and quickly walked to the study.

Xu Wenzhong has been in his own quiet hut, not the general's mansion.

Every time I came to the General's Mansion, I would only discuss things with Xu Wuxing in the study. Even if the discussion lasted until late at night, I would leave.

In the study room of the General's Mansion, Xu Wenzhong sat on a chair and Xu Wuxing stood aside. The two of them were strangely silent and did not speak.

"General, the third young master is here." Xu Da's voice came from outside the room.

"Let him come in." Xu Wuxing ordered.

Xu Da carried Xu Ming on his back, pushed open the door, put Xu Ming on the seat aside, and stepped back respectfully.

"What are you doing?" Xu Wuxing frowned and said with a cold face.

"Hey, I've been lying down for three days. My whole body is sore and it's difficult to walk." Xu Ming explained.

"Xu Da, let the kitchen cook some porridge for the mistress." Xu Wenzhong didn't pay attention and gave the order. Then he looked at Xu Ming: "What are you doing in the study?"

"Hey, grandpa, aren't you back? Your grandson comes to see you." Xu Ming rubbed his hands and said with a shy smile.

"Humph." Xu Wenzhong glanced at Xu Ming. Although he didn't believe it, he still felt a hint of joy. He suddenly returned to calmness: "I think you want what I brought you."

"Hey, grandpa, although there are reasons for this, but mainly I still miss you." Xu Ming admitted frankly. If he didn't admit it, Xu Wenzhong would definitely hide the treasure secretly.

"Hmph." Xu Wenzhong hummed softly and touched the space ring. Seven or eight pieces of ore of different colors appeared on the desk: "This is what you want."

"Thank you, grandpa." Xu Ming was overjoyed and wanted to rush forward, but the pain all over his body stopped him again. He had no choice but to say: "You'd better have someone help me build a weapon."

Xu Wenzhong was a member of the Wuzong and had more knowledge than him. He also knew a few casting masters. If it were him, he would have been able to hold these ores to mold, or be ruined by some rubbish casting masters.

"You want to use these ore weapons?" Xu Wenzhong was surprised. Xu Ming was only a junior warrior, and it would be good if he could reach the level of a warrior in his lifetime, but he actually wanted weapons made of these top-grade ores.

Isn’t this trashing things? Xu Wuxing thought painfully on the sidelines.

"Yes, I am the grandson of Emperor Wu and the son of a general. How can I not have a high-end weapon?" Xu Ming rolled his eyes and flattered both of them.

Xu Wenzhong and Xu Wuxing looked at each other and fell into silence at the same time. For a junior warrior to wear a weapon made of top-grade ore, this is not a question of whether it is worthy or not, but it can easily lead to death.

"Grandpa, father, don't worry. If something happens, won't you still have my little brother? He will protect me secretly." Xu Ming said hurriedly.

If the two of them are not convinced, this weapon will definitely be useless.

After a long silence, Xu Wenzhong showed a smile: "Okay, I promise you."

"Father……"

"Thank you, grandpa." Before Xu Wuxing could say anything, Xu Ming hurriedly thanked him first.

Xu Wenzhong raised his hand, stopped Xu Wuxing's words, and said mysteriously: "Xiaosan, I have something else to inform you, so be prepared."

"What's the matter?" Xu Ming became curious. Could it be that a strong man had taken a fancy to himself to make Xu Wenzhong so mysterious?

"The Dragon Clan plans to give you a cub to follow you." Xu Wenzhong sighed, with unspeakable envy in his tone.

The Dragon Clan is the supreme being. Even if he has reached the martial arts level, he never dares to expect to have a giant dragon as a partner.

"Hiss." Xu Wuxing was shocked. Is this dragon's head just showing off, or is it because the dragon has given birth to too many children and can't feed it anymore?

Obviously, for a dragon that is powerful and has low fertility, neither of these situations is possible.

"Oh." Xu Ming nodded, not caring, paused, and said: "Grandpa, I will have someone send you the weapon drawings later. As for the dragon cub, after it is sent, if I go out to play

, just find a cage and lock her up, waiting for me to come back."

"Uh." Xu Wenzhong and his son looked at Xu Ming speechlessly, and touched their foreheads with a headache: "You kid."

Xu Ming did not stay long. After the conversation, he directly asked Xu Da to carry him back to his room. At the same time, he gave Xu Da the blueprint of the Tang Dao and asked him to hand it over to Xu Wenzhong.

He has been making up his mind about the Tang Dao, and the drawings have been drawn for a long time, but he just doesn’t have the materials, and he doesn’t have a casting master.

"Why"

After finishing the porridge, Xu Ming asked Xu Da to fetch three feet of Qingfeng, placed it on the table, and then kicked Xu Da out.

The pain all over my body needs to be resolved as soon as possible. I don't know when the dragon cub will come, and I still need strength to cope with it when it comes.

He didn't believe that after beating up the Dragon Clan's cub, the Dragon Clan gave him top-quality ore and a cub. Apart from the fact that the Dragon Clan was being funny, it could only be the problem with the cub.

The little thing wanted to eat him alive at first, so how could he be so kind to him?

There is definitely something wrong with this dragon cub!

After thinking about it, Xu Ming endured the pain, sat down cross-legged, and slowly practiced the mental method.

Xu Ming gained a lot from this battle with the warrior, and he also understood the Three Swords better.

Xu Ming believes that the next time he fights against a warrior, he will never be so embarrassed.
Chapter completed!