Supreme Emperor of Swords
ed his fists an
cedented magic skills and peerless kung fu; he would b
st a humble sweeping
notic
ng Hao soon reached the hill behi
like a fairyland, the hill behind the
erbrush and covered in jagged rocks lik
nd covered in rocks on the other side or off the cliff. Waste accumulated over numero
ead fish. It was l
tood rows of wooden huts in various sizes like those he had
ody, Ding Hao, lived here
ip-seeking Sect. Hell, I just can't run away from b
idents of the garbage-packed were the underclass workin
wilderness. Instead, they offered physical labor to Swordsmanship-seeking Sect in exchange for protectio
re lined with thatch hut
black in sunshine and rain, implyin
some huts, he could smell pleasant odors and saw swirling smoke. Tho
many people gre
at the former owner o
eted everyone bac
ge field in the back of the slum. About 3,000 to 4,00
ge field, to his surprise, there
ting sun like a group of dancing fairies; two well-built that
arbage field in the entire slum, Ding Hao found it an
Ding Ha
oor open and en
ildflowers on the roads of the ritual square in the front of the sect. Normally, they were n
the yard for a while and pushed t
ues through the windows, l
furniture were f
tove made out of rocks, a black pan, a few simple cookers, and several chipped jars with pi
girl's cotton-padded jacket hu
as homespun and the needlework was average. However, it was kept
ned the door, he saw th
Ding Ke'er, used to wear
e finished his duty and returned to his sister who awaited
ugh the entire s
person in white took her away. The person appeared out of nowhere a
und a note he had ignored engr
ead my path and learn my way. Muhu
rmal people usually felt dazed after looking at it for a while. Therefore, many
ho was Muh
e kne
away. It was so far away that even a normal guy spent all his
ing Hao had kept the red cotton-padded jacket
like waves of the sea. Montages of their lives together played in his head like cli
and dad no longer want us
gry, can you make me a
etty! Brother, is this
up, I'll make good meals
rother.
. He stood by the door and let his tears streaming down his face. At th
ot inten
not control
illed with uncontroll
es, he was under the influence of the previ