No wonder Sang Ying always felt that the scene of saving someone just now was very familiar. It turned out that this was the scene when they met Gu Huaiwei.

Thinking of this, Sang Ying looked at the thin child carefully again. He was dirty all over, looking short and small, like a little beggar on the street.

If this face was not almost exactly the same as Gu Huaiwei when she grew up, and only had a little difference between tenderness and maturity, Sang Ying would really not be able to put the child in front of her with the Immortal Yan Chen who was lofty and cold and alienated.

Not to mention Sang Ying, even Gu Wangchuan and Jian Ling were slightly surprised when they saw his clean face.

But the sword spirit quickly reacted and wiped the mud around his feet and applied it to the child's face.

The young Gu Huaiwei did not resist at all, and let the sword spirit move on his face, staring at the sword spirit with his eyes incorrectly, as if he was full of curiosity about her.

"Boy, do you know why you want to apply mud on your face? Are you still so well-behaved?" Gu Wangchuan looked at the child's reaction and found it a little funny.

But the child quickly answered him: "I know, grandpa told me that no one can touch my face."

The grandfather he mentioned was the old beggar who had been holding him by his side later but had just died not long ago.

Gu Wangchuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since we know, why didn't you resist when we touched your face?"

"Others can't do it, you can touch it." He quickly answered seriously.

Gu Wangchuan tsk again and sighed inwardly that this guy was not vigilant enough.

The rain outside stopped soon, but the night gradually became richer. The children had no place to live, and Gu Wangchuan and the others did not. The three of them could only spend the night outside.

However, although Gu Wangchuan was very harsh to himself, he was still gentle to his children. They were each of them and the sword spirit was blowing cold wind outside, while the child was given a magic trick and fell asleep in a comfortable temperature.

Sang Ying looked at this scene and didn't know what she was thinking about writing. But when she looked at the child, she felt a little heavy.

He had nothing to say all night, and on the next day, Gu Wangchuan was about to leave the place with Jian Ling.

They plan to hand over the child to a suitable family before leaving, which can be regarded as finding a place for the child to settle down.

However, the village's belief in fortune-telling has exceeded Gu Wangchuan's imagination. Whenever he knocks on the door and waits for someone to come out to see the child, he refuses to say a word of extra words and immediately slams the door.

If you encounter someone with a bad temper, you will not only close the door but also scold them well before you can be satisfied.

More than a dozen times later, Gu Wangchuan wiped his face and completely gave up his plan to leave the child in this village.

Judging from the attitudes of the people here to treat children, if they keep them alone, I am afraid that the child will die soon.

"Oh." Gu Wangchuan sighed helplessly, "There is no choice but to take the child away."

The child who learned that he would be taken away was not only not afraid, but was very happy.

This was such obvious emotional fluctuations that Sang Ying had difficulty seeing on his face later, which made the cold existence in her memory feel a little warm.

But the child was not happy for long, because when he met the next village soon, Gu Wangchuan finally found a suitable family.

The other party is an elderly couple. Because they have never had children and are in love and refuse to separate, they have lived like this for many years.

But now they are getting older and are eager to have a child by their side.

After Gu Wangchuan found out that the two of them were kind and down-to-earth and willing to work hard. They were famous honest people in the village, he decided to leave the children to them.

But Xiao Gu Huaiwei did not want to be separated from them, and even took the initiative to inform the couple about their past experiences in front of everyone, and focused on the death of his parents and the death of the old beggar later.

The couple's face turned pale in an instant. They held each other's hands tightly, but after a moment they refused to raise the child.

Although they really hope to have a child, they care more about each other and do not want to take such a big risk for someone who has just met.

Gu Wangchuan sighed helplessly. Even though he guessed that this result would be when he heard the child reveal his life experience, he still felt disappointed after it happened.

There was no choice but to take Xiao Gu Huaiwei away from the village.

On the way, he asked him: "Why don't you want to stay in that family? The couple actually likes you very much. They even set up a room for you."

"But after they learned about my past experience, they quickly gave up on me." The child's face was calm, "and I want to be with you more."

"Stop talking stupidly, we will encounter many dangers later. It is difficult for you, a child, to stay with us." Gu Wangchuan waved his hand and refused. He was already thinking about how to find a more reliable person for the child to adopt.

"I know you are monks." The child suddenly said in a shocking voice.

Gu Wangchuan's expression stagnated: "Boy, I know a lot. Yes, we are monks, so you should understand more how powerful our enemies are. If you bring you with you, you will probably die."

But the child was very stubborn: "I'm not afraid! I can do it. As long as I can follow you, I'm not afraid of anything. Please keep me."

As he said that, he was about to kneel down and kowtow to the two of them.

Finally, the sword spirit stopped him from kneeling, and then persuaded Gu Wangchuan to give the child a chance: "Help him test the spiritual roots. If he has this luck, we will keep him and find a suitable sect in the future."

However, Sang Ying had already known the results of the test. Shan Bing's spiritual root had the same talent as her, so the elders and sect leaders of Liuguang Sword Sect tried so hard to want Sang Ying to worship the Immortal Lord Yanchen as her master.

Because the two of them have the same spiritual roots, the skills they practice will be very consistent.

What happened later was the same as what Gu Huaiwei said to her before her death.

The sword spirit helped Gu Huaiwei learn sword skills from Gu Wangchuan, and also helped Gu Huaiwei join Liuguang Sword Sect, and finally gave him a name.

As Gu Wangchuan and others left, the young man Gu Huaiwei tried his best to grab the corner of Jian Ling's clothes and begged her not to leave him.

But in Jian Ling's mind, he was not the most important thing. She couldn't stop for Gu Huaiwei.

Before the figures of the two completely disappeared from sight, Gu Huaiwei cried and said, "I will find you. No matter how difficult it is, no matter where you are, I will find you!"

But in the end, Gu Huaiwei was still disappointed. Gu Wangchuan ascended and the Broken Sky River was broken. Gu Wangchuan was destined not to see the sword spirit again.

Seeing this, Sang Ying sighed heavily. Until now, she didn't know what attitude to face Gu Huaiwei.

The memory dissipated little by little, and it seemed that it had come to an end.

She saw Gu Wangchuan and Jian Ling walk to a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and talked about their plans after ascension.

Sang Ying smiled and listened, and accidentally glanced down, but saw the reflection of the sword spirit in the lake.

The sword spirit in the water clearly has the same eyebrows and eyes as Sang Ying!

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Well, it's almost done, and the third update will be resumed tomorrow. Thank you everyone~

Chapter completed!