Minglang looked at Yin Xiyuan and others and sighed heavily, with a little sadness etched on his old face.
Mingying couldn't bear it, so she immediately poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Minglang, "Master Ming, have a cup of tea!"
Minglang took the tea handed to him by Mingying and took a sip with some trembling. His eyes fell on Yin Xiyuan who was sitting beside him, and he finally showed a trace of relief.
"Our family has been in the family for three generations, and after searching for three hundred years, we finally found the owner of this divine item in me. It's not in vain that I swore to protect this divine item to the death!" Ming Lang said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Three hundred years? Another three hundred years. Why has she always heard about things that happened three hundred years ago since she came to this dynasty? And what is the connection between this necklace and three hundred years ago?
"Master Ming, why did you end up in that situation before? According to rumors, you should be one of the richest people. And what does the necklace on our lady's neck have to do with it?" Mingying said in her heart.
The doubts came out.
"Perhaps we should start talking about this matter when I was young." Minglang thought for a while and then began to speak slowly, "I was only twenty years old at that time. I had just taken over my father's mantle and started to carry out our family's generations.
In the creation of weapons industry, my father told me at that time that he was going to travel around the world to find someone, but he still refused to tell me who that person was."
Minglang paused and continued, "Until I got married and had children, my father never came to participate. It was rumored that my father was no longer alive. But at that time, I was too keen on creating weapons, so I never paid attention to those remarks, and often
I left home and went to the mountains to forge weapons, thus neglecting my wife and newborn daughter."
"When I finally made the Fengxia Sword and returned home, I found that my home was already in a mess. It was full of dust at first glance, and it looked like no one had lived in it for a long time." Minglang sighed, and his hands became cold.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"At that time, I inquired among the people nearby and found out that the village was robbed by robbers during the period when I left home, and my wife and daughter also disappeared at that time! But I thought, my
My wife knows some magic, maybe she escaped with her daughter!" Minglang said, with tears faintly appearing in the corners of his eyes.
"What happens after that?" Mingying listened extremely seriously, seeming to be very interested in Minglang's story.