Fantasy: Quietly Draw A Sword 100,000 times, And You Will Be The Sword God When You Come Out In The

Chapter 239

Although Shen Mengjun is already thirty years old, he is very well maintained and beautiful.

Although Xu Tian was only a five-year-old body, he was already mature in his heart, and he was caught off guard by Shen Mengjun, still holding him in his arms, his expression suddenly became extremely unnatural.

“Fate, open your mouth, be obedient!”

The beautiful woman held the spoon in one hand, carefully placed it in Xu Tian’s mouth, and kept talking good things to coax.

What kind of trouble is this?

Xu Tian reluctantly opened his mouth reluctantly, and swallowed the food sent by Shen Mengjun slowly.

“Well, good.”

Chen Yuanfeng sat aside and saw this scene in his eyes, only to find it happy.

Even if the son is a little weird and can’t speak, this is nothing.

…

The white horse flies, spring passes and winter comes.

In the blink of an eye, another five years passed.

Xu Tian has grown into a pretty young boy.

Although his facial features are still immature, it is not difficult to see how handsome he is.

At the beginning, he was accustomed to thinking about the law of exploration by himself, but gradually realized that this was not the way to go.

So he began to read the classics and try to understand the world more.

Chen Yuanfeng is a literati. He usually likes to browse all kinds of classics. He has a good knowledge of ancient and modern. The Chen family library also has a large number of classics.

Xu Tian began to browse various classics in Chen Yuanfeng’s study at the age of six.

But he never looked at the official history, but specifically looked for some strange people and strange ambitions.

The servants of the Chen family felt that their Young Master was strange. He was so withdrawn at such a young age, and he was bored in the study all day.

But Xu Tian is the only son of Chen Yuanfeng after all, and no one dares to say more.

However, this is an extremely ordinary world.

No matter how Xu Tian read the books, he did not see the word rule.

finally. Xu Tian simply sighed, no longer thinking about the law, sealed the Cultivation Base, relaxed body and mind, and completely immersed in this world.

Over time.

Xu Tian gradually forgot his own identity.

It seems that the Fantasy world is just a dream, and now it is the root.

He is not Xu Tian, ​​but the son of Chen Yuanfeng, the minister of courtesy. Chen Xiuyuan!

The years are like running water, constantly flowing away at your fingertips.

When Xu Tian was thirteen years old.

Changes occurred in the court, and Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites committed a serious crime and was ordered to punish the nine tribes.

Chen Yuanfeng, who is already in his fifties, did not participate in this serious crime, but he was involved in the minister of rituals, and he was once considered to be a faction of Shangshu of the Ministry of rituals.

Therefore, Chen Yuanfeng was stripped of his official position and demoted as a commoner.

It’s really an emperor, and a commoner.

Disheartened, Chen Yuanfeng took the initiative to ask him to return to his hometown, dismissed the family servant and maid, and drove a carriage with Xu Tian and Shen Mengjun to a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Shen Mengjun, who was nearly forty years old, was no longer the same girl as before.

The figure has become out of shape and bloated, and there is a little more chattering on his mouth.

Stripped of her identity as the maidservant, she was no different from an ordinary woman.

Xu Tian remained silent as always.

Chen Yuanfeng and Shen Mengjun no longer hope that Xu Tian can talk, only when Xu Tian has Innate dumb disease.

However, as the saying goes, mothers are not too ugly.

Rather than dislike Xu Tian, ​​the two of them are afraid that Xu Tian is sensitive and take more care of Xu Tian.

Perhaps it was his advanced age, or perhaps it was a setback in his career. Chen Yuanfeng no longer had ambitions, but instead put all his energy on Xu Tian.

Although Chen Yuanfeng is a scribe, he is not without the power to bind chickens. On the contrary, he is very good at Yushang among the Six Arts of Gentlemen.

He started to teach Xu Tian the six art techniques, Xu Tian was naturally not interested.

Afterwards, Chen Yuanfeng couldn’t stand it up every day, so Xu Tian had to show his hand a little.

The so-called Six Arts of Gentlemen, even though Xu Tian hasn’t learned it, couldn’t be easier for them.

Just revealing it is the pinnacle of this world.

Suddenly Chen Yuanfeng was shocked as Deva.

It’s just a pity that no matter how Chen Yuanfeng wants Xu Tian to show up, Xu Tian will no longer show it.

Chen Yuanfeng had no choice but to give up.

……

The years are merciless.

This year, Xu Tian reached the age of eighteen, and he gave the honorary ceremony.

In this era, eighteen (cgee) years old is already the age to be a father.

Thus, Shen Mengjun and Chen Yuanfeng began to work hard on Xu Tian’s marriage.

I have to say that even though Chen Yuanfeng has no official position and returned to his hometown, he is also a big man in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The wealthy family, the scholarly family.

For a time, the threshold of the Chen family was broken by countless people.

It’s just a pity that Xu Tian didn’t fancy one, and the marriage had to be delayed.

After another two years, Xu Tian reached twenty years old.

Chen Yuanfeng caught the wind chill.

Wind-cold is a trivial matter, but Chen Yuanfeng has been cured for a long time.

It wasn’t until more than half a year of treatment that Chen Yuanfeng’s condition improved.

However, although Chen Yuanfeng’s condition improved, his body plummeted and collapsed.

As the saying goes, misfortune does not come singly.

This statement is really reasonable.

The coming year, the new year.

Chen Yuanfeng suffered a stroke, which caused complications, and his deadline was approaching.

“Yuanfeng! You have to hold on to it. You haven’t even married your wife yet, and you haven’t even embraced your grandson. How could you leave us so cruel!”

Shen Mengjun knelt beside the bed, tightly holding Chen Yuanfeng’s trembling left hand, crying heartbreakingly.

“Yuanfeng, if you leave, how can you let me live with Xiuyuan!”

Shen Mengjun’s eyes were whimpering with tears, and his shoulders trembled violently.

“Okay…Okay, Mengjun, no one has died since ancient times, it’s no big deal.”

Chen Yuanfeng was skinny, with sunken cheeks, where there is still a half-minute scribble love.

His mouth was shaking, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he said with difficulty:

“Meng…Mengjun, go out and call in Xiuyuan. I have something to tell him.”

“Fate…Yes, fate.”

Shen Mengjun quickly ran out with hands and feet.

Outside.

Xu Tian’s expression is complicated.

Although he knows all this, it is just a simulation of the scene, everything is illusory.

But time can’t deceive people.

For more than twenty years of getting along day and night, whether it is Shen Mengjun or Chen Yuanfeng, they are all people of flesh and blood.

People are not vegetation, and who can be ruthless?

Suddenly, he felt that the law scene simulation provided by the system was a bit cruel.

“Xiuyuan, hurry, go in, your dad wants to see you.”

Shen Mengjun grabbed Xu Tian’s hand, choked and said.

Xu Tian sighed softly, nodded, stepped in from outside the door, and walked to Chen Yuanfeng’s bed.

He looked at Chen Yuanfeng, who was thin on the bed with only a handful of bones, and felt a little stupefied and his nose blocked inexplicably.

For more than 20 years, he has witnessed Chen Yuanfeng’s scholarly romance with his own eyes, witnessed Chen Yuanfeng’s triumphant spring breeze, and he walked all over Chang’an flowers in one day.

I also witnessed Chen Yuanfeng’s depression and depression, and witnessed the end of Chen Yuanfeng until this moment is approaching.

“life and death……”

Suddenly Xu Tian had some comprehension.

“Fate…..”

Chen Yuanfeng whispered.

He looked at Xu Tian with a complicated expression.

From beginning to end, he felt that his son was strange and different from others. .