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The first thing the silver-pen painter did when he woke up was to ask to see Ye Hong.
And for some reason, Wu Qinglan, who was taking care of him, was kicked out of the room, leaving only Ye Hong.
In the fifth Qinglan¡¯s broken thoughts, the door was slammed shut.
Ye Hong came to the bedside and reached out to check the silver pen painter's injury.
It was found that the wound on the heart was basically healed, and his life was probably saved.
But one¡¯s cultivation may be greatly affected.
Even without the Forbidden Qi Pill, it would take a long time to recover.
The silver-ink painter was leaning against the bed, with a hint of weakness on his face as he was just recovering from a serious illness.
He sighed silently: "Your medical skills are really better than those of ghosts and gods. You can even cure this kind of injury. I thought I was hopeless."
Ye Hong didn't speak, just waiting silently for the silver-pen painter's follow-up.
Through a period of contact, Ye Hong discovered that the silver-pen painter is an extremely troubled person.
There seemed to be two completely opposite beliefs colliding with each other in his head.
????????????????????????????? Underneath the elegant and easy-going appearance, Ye Hong could sense that the silver-pen painter was a wise man with deep concealment.
Most of the time, they are just pretending to be crazy and hiding their stupidity.
Ye Hong didn¡¯t believe that such a person called him here solemnly, just to praise his medical skills and express his gratitude.
As expected, after saying a few words of useless nonsense, the silver-pen artist tremblingly took out an object from the pocket hanging on the side.
Ye Hong looked closely and found that they were two pieces of silver writing brush separated from the middle.
If connected together, it will be exactly the same as the brush weapon that the silver pen painter usually uses.
The silver-ink painter looked at the two sections of brush intently, with deep sadness and nostalgia in his eyes.
After a long time, he spoke sadly.
"This Huizhou silver coin was produced in Huizhou, my wife's hometown. It was a token of love given to me by her.
Back then, I was young and my family was poor. I was just a boy from the countryside who helped cut and deliver firewood to others.
But she was born into the Fang family, a literary family, and her family was noble.
An accident made me and her meet, know each other, and fall in love
What happened next was almost the same as those in those ridiculous TV series.
Her family didn¡¯t agree with us being together, so we eloped hand in hand as everyone expected. "
The silver-pen painter looked at Ye Hong and laughed at himself: "You still don't know my real name, right?
My real name is [Ge Dan], and my wife¡¯s name is [Fang Qin].
¡°In the years after we eloped, we didn¡¯t dare to use these two names. In order to avoid being pursued by the Fang family, we could only remain anonymous.
So over the years, few people know my real name. "
"Silver pen painter, no," Ge Dan looked at the Huizhou silver pen in his hand and sighed: "The life of elopement was quite difficult.
In order to support the family, Fang Qin taught me some painting knowledge and planned to let me be an ordinary painter in the countryside.
"But I'm stupid and I can't teach him anything. I'm often so angry that Fang Qin can't eat."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Literature, but no knowledge of martial arts.
By chance, I came into contact with the Ancient Martial Arts, and continued to make breakthroughs until I understood the Cangmo Brushstroke
However, as a warrior of the ancient way, I cannot protect Fang Qin
Because, [Great Tribulation] is coming. "
Ye Hong¡¯s eyes trembled, and he held his breath and concentrated.
He knew that the most critical part was finally coming.
"It was a catastrophe that swept the entire ancient martial arts world. Ancient warriors suffered countless casualties and blood flowed like rivers"
The silver-ink painter looked out the window, his eyes full of heaviness. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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