"If I were not your father and you were my son, then the person standing here talking to you right now would not be me, but someone from the Presbyterian Church."
"Oh? Then my son should really thank you for your mercy..." The other party pretended to be surprised, and his tone was sweet, but it made people feel like they were being entangled by a poisonous snake.
"…and you also know that I am your son."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhenjun Yunmao couldn't hold it back. A strong spiritual light grazed Wu Zi's cheek, leaving a deep and long blood mark, which hit the ground behind him hard.
Even if he has guessed the buried truth, even if he has seen the evidence of the crime with his own eyes, even if he has stood in front of the other person and heard him admit his crime with his own ears... the other person is still his son, a child with the same blood as him.
The other party's contemptuous attitude and joking angered him.
"Don't deny it first. This is what you said yourself back then. I heard it all. How could you forget it so many years ago? You are such a noble person who forgets things. That's right... even the real purple flower If Liandu is forgotten so quickly, how can we expect you to really remember anything?" Fifth Purple seemed a little embarrassed, and the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was full of naked malice.
Not only did his words irritate the other party, but another spiritual light scratched the Fifth Purple's fragile neck. It was only a millimeter away from the aorta. If it had been closer, it might have caused the aorta to be cut and bleed.
This time, True Lord Yunmao was so furious that he didn't hold back at all, and he was also warning the other party that he could take his life at any time.
Fifth Purple seemed to have gotten used to the other party's attitude. He pressed the wound on his neck as if he didn't care. However, he still took half a step back, which was regarded as weak in the eyes of the other party.
True Lord Yunmao tried hard to control the anger that was about to burst out of him, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "You still dare to mention your brother?! You are worthy of it, evil son?"
"Oh? Brother? Why don't I remember that I have a brother above me? Am I not your eldest son? Didn't you claim that I am your eldest son?"
Asking knowingly. True Lord Yun Mao felt that coming to confront this scoundrel today was the stupidest thing he had ever done.
This is crazy.
"You know, fifth son! Don't think that by changing your name and everyone calling you Zhongzi Zhenren, you can really replace your eldest brother. Don't forget how you got your current status?"
"Of course I know. But didn't you ask me not to mention this matter again? Why do you have any objections again?"
"Obviously my son has been very obedient and done what you wanted. Why are you still dissatisfied? It's really annoying that you are always so capricious."
"You..." True Lord Yunmao wanted to scold him, but suddenly his eyes widened and he looked angrily in the direction of Fifth Purple, who was also smiling at him secretly.
"It seems... the time has come."
The next moment, the world was spinning, and Zhenjun Yunmao was shocked for a while, but he still couldn't stop the rapid changes in his body, which extended to his limbs.
My life is at an end——
At such a fatal moment, what Zhenjun Yunmao thought of was actually... It turned out that the man who just recognized him acted strangely to remind him to leave quickly.
It's a pity that he didn't understand it at the time, otherwise why would this happen? But no matter how many thoughts he had, there was no regret medicine to take. He probably really had to be carried here.
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The other side of the inner city
Ningxia is also in a tough fight. Those people probably caught on to a certain pattern, and they got closer and closer, catching Ningxia's heels every time.
Moreover, she also discovered that the chasing team had expanded, and a large group of people were approaching menacingly. Ningxia was intimidated by this posture while hiding in space to peek.
It seems that the commotion is really getting bigger and bigger. What about next time? What about next time? Isn't it going to end up being wanted in the whole city? I always feel that this process is inexplicably familiar...
How similar is this time to the desperate situation in the City of the Living Dead and Floating Cloud Island? It seemed that every time he came out, he would always encounter something and be hunted down. Ningxia felt a little numb.
But this time it was different, it seemed to be more difficult. She had not forgotten that there was a secret realm waiting for her on the other side of the sea. Calculating, it’s almost there, and Ningxia doesn’t want to miss it at all.
No, this matter must be resolved quickly, otherwise her trip to southern Xinjiang will be in vain.
But the group of people behind her were chasing after her as if they had a murderous grudge against her. God knows she was only slightly interested in the so-called secrets, but now she has no interest at all. Isn’t the secret realm delicious?
Ning Xia was cursing secretly while fighting with Zheng Bo and his group in a battle of wits and courage. It was extremely difficult, but miraculously managed to survive. But this is not the way to go, we have to think of a way.
…
"Uh huh..."
Ningxia never expected that his plan would fail before it was successfully implemented and was interrupted midway.
She admitted that at this moment her soul was almost scared out of her mind, and she even thought that she was going to die.
but……
Ning Xia struggled violently and felt the Zhonghuan sword on her waist being unsheathed, and she felt even more excited. It's so important. It's up to you to cut the neck of the attacking thief behind me.
Ningxia was really scared at this time. If it were Zheng Bo and his gang who were holding her hostage at this moment, after playing hide and seek for so long, the other party would most likely choose to kill her on the spot. There was no room for her to hesitate at all, so striking first was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Huh...you little girl is quite angry. Please be patient and patient. I am not the group of people chasing you..."
This voice... sounds slightly familiar. For some reason, Ningxia unnoticeably relaxed a little, but she was still very nervous, and every inch of her skin was on guard.
No, at this voice, Ningxia turned her head suddenly, but she only saw a perfect lower jaw. The color at the edge seemed a little...different?
"Qiang——"
"I really can't underestimate you. Fellow Daoist Lin, you are too nervous." The other party said helplessly, but his subordinates refused to relax.
After realizing that Zhonghuan Sword was forced back by the opponent, Ningxia reluctantly gave up many plans and became "honest" for the time being.
————Replace immediately Replace immediately——
No, this matter must be resolved quickly, otherwise her trip to southern Xinjiang will be in vain.
But the group of people behind her were chasing after her as if they had a murderous grudge against her. God knows she was only slightly interested in the so-called secrets, but now she has no interest at all. Isn’t the secret realm delicious?
Ning Xia was cursing secretly while fighting with Zheng Bo and his group in a battle of wits and courage. It was extremely difficult, but miraculously managed to survive. But this is not the way to go, we have to think of a way.
…
"Uh huh..."
Ningxia never expected that his plan would fail before it was successfully implemented and was interrupted midway.
