"Father, what's going on with your injury?" Zhou Heng pressed the anger in his heart and asked in a calm tone, but the slightly trembling voice still revealed his extremely angry mood.

Zhou Dinghai thought for a moment and thought that his son was born smart, and he could guess one or two without saying it. It would be better to tell him directly, and then said, "I heard that a few days ago that a magical medicine was born. I tried my luck for my father. I fought with others a few moves, but my skills were not as good as others!"

Zhou Heng understood as soon as he heard this, his father took the risk of fighting with others to find a magic medicine that could "treat diseases" for him, but he was severely injured!

Originally, this world is king with its strength. If the fist is not as good as others, it can only blame itself for being inferior to others! Zhou Heng is acceptable to this, but his father was seriously injured for him, which he could not tolerate!

His father was his only relative, but he was hurt for himself. He was extremely angry. It was precisely because of his previous "incompetence" that his father was running around and taking risks for him!

Zhou Heng was blaming himself. If it weren't for his uselessness, how could his father be hurt?

There was a sense of evil fire in his heart, and he almost wanted to burn the whole world!

No matter who that person is, no matter how terrifying the background that person has, he is dead!

Zhou Heng swore in his heart, but a smile forced out on his face and said, "Dad, let me tell you a good news, I can practice!"

"What, really?" A glimmer suddenly flashed in Zhou Dinghai's slightly unsightly eyes. He looked at Zhou Heng carefully and immediately felt the powerful aura on Zhou Heng's body. Although it was not as good as his heyday, he had definitely entered the bone refining realm!

He has only been away from home for more than four months, and his son has reached the bone refining realm from being unable to practice?

"Haha, hahaha!" Zhou Dinghai burst into laughter, full of joy, but the laughter shocked the wound, and he immediately started to cough again. His face, which had just become a little red because of excitement, immediately became extremely pale again.

But a smile still floated on his face, he stretched out a big hand and patted Zhou Heng on the shoulder, saying, "Good kid, good kid, dad knows you can do it! You can do it!"

Zhou Heng also nodded vigorously, grabbed his father's hand, and was speechless for a moment.

"Dad, who injured you?" Zhou Heng finally couldn't help asking.

Zhou Dinghai remained silent, and after a while, he said: "Heng'er, the outside world is a hundred times bigger than you think, one thousand times bigger. What you have to do now is to concentrate on your practice and not be distracted by other things!"

"Dad, you were seriously injured for me. I don't even know the name of my enemy. How can you practice with peace of mind if you ask me?" Zhou Heng said excitedly.

Zhou Dinghai shook his head and said, "It's not considered an enemy. There is no master in heaven and earth treasures. Anyone can compete for it. My father has already said that skills are inferior to others, and skills are inferior to others!"

"Dad!" Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Dinghai firmly, his eyes full of stubbornness.

This child is like him, more like his mother!

Zhou Dinghai sighed and said, "Okay, but your strength is too weak now. Unless you can walk through the road to heaven, your father will not let you die!"

Zhou Heng's body trembled. Was the one who injured his father a strong man at the level of the Spirit Gathering Realm?

So what!

Zhou Heng clenched his fists hard, and he would not avenge his father's revenge and be a son!

He is indeed no match for the powerful people in the spirit gathering realm now, but one day he will reach the spirit gathering realm. With the openness of his dantian space, he is at least twice as powerful than the ordinary spirit gathering realm!

With the Lingtian Nine Styles, he is confident of killing any powerful person in the Spirit Gathering Realm!

"Heng'er, how could your illness suddenly heal?" Zhou Dinghai didn't want his only son to get entangled with his injuries and quickly changed the topic.

Zhou Heng was stunned and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I picked up a wild fruit in Pingtian Mountain. After eating it, I felt hot all over. After two days of unconsciousness, I suddenly became able to practice, and at a very fast speed!"

The Black Broken Sword is too incredible and important. It’s not that Zhou Heng doesn’t believe in his father, but that the secret itself is a huge burden, and he can bear it alone!

Zhou Dinghai believed in this, because the motivation to support him to run around was to find a magic medicine to eliminate Zhou Heng's "stubborn disease". As a father, all he has now is extremely happy and proud!

——Who said his son was a waste, and who had seen a waste that had been promoted from the early stage of the first level of Body Refining to the seventh level of Body Refining within four months?

How many can the Zhou family come up with in the bone refining realm that is less than eighteen years old?

Although he was not as powerful as his demonic talent as he entered the bone refining realm at the age of twelve, judging from Zhou Heng's cultivation time, he left him far behind!

If he has this son, what else does he want?

"Dad, I occasionally entered a valley and obtained a practice technique, which was more than twice as fast as the Lieyang Art!" Zhou Heng took out the "Moon Shadow Heart Art" like a treasure. In front of his father, he could express his emotions without any scruples.

"What!" Zhou Dinghai's face changed, and after being shocked, he was overjoyed again. He took the book and silk trembled, but he couldn't even hold the book and immediately slid onto the quilt again.

Zhou Heng's face changed, and his father's injuries were far above his estimate.

He quickly opened the pages of the book, allowing Zhou Dinghai to just glance over it. After Zhou Dinghai nodded slightly, he turned over a page. Although the exercise of more than 4,000 words was obscure and difficult to explain, Zhou Dinghai was also a genius of a generation. He could suddenly realize it after just a moment of pause and quickly browsed the entire exercise.

"Heng'er, this technique is amazing!" Zhou Dinghai closed his eyes for a while, and his face showed an extremely cautious look. "Also, the relationship is too big. If the news is leaked, it will cause a disaster! You burn it immediately and practice it yourself in the future. Don't tell anyone, and don't teach it to anyone!"

Sure enough, ginger is so spicy that Zhou Dinghai made the most accurate judgment in just a moment.

Zhou Heng nodded. He did think about burning "The Heart of Moon Shadow", but that would have to wait until Zhou Dinghai learned it.

"Dad, you remember it all?" Zhou Heng asked.

"Jiqie88, just remember it, I can ask you!" Zhou Dinghai smiled a little, and he was naturally happy to get such a martial art.

Zhou Heng nodded, not daring to waste time, and immediately walked to the kitchen to catch a fire, burning the "Moon Shadow Heart Jue". Although this book and silk have not rotted for a hundred years, it is not resistant to high humidity and quickly turned into a pile of ashes.

With a creaking sound, the door of the other courtyard was pushed open at this time. A servant walked in with a plate and shouted as he walked: "Hey, hey, are you dead? If you are not dead, just say a word and eat!"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng jumped up suddenly!

"Huh?" The servant walked in. When he saw Zhou Heng, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He obviously didn't expect him to come back suddenly, but he didn't take it seriously. He just put the tray heavily on the table and said, "You are back just right, don't I have to feed that dirty man! Hey, there was only one dirty son, but now I have become a waste. I am really a father and son!"

This servant is a man in his thirties. Zhou Heng knew him and was the person around Zhou Jianming. He was named Zhao Si. He was Zhou Jianming's servant at the beginning, but now he has become the chief manager and has a good status among servants.

But no matter how strong he has, he is still a servant, and he dares to openly offend him. Is this a savage of the bear heart and the leopard? Or...

Zhou Heng opened the lid of the tray on the table, and as his eyes swept over, his face became even more angry.

This so-called food is actually rotten rice, moldy vegetables, is it for people to eat?

Why did Zhao Si dare to treat his father like this? Zhou Heng was angry, but he was more worried - how serious his father's injury was, even a servant dared to bully him?

"Haha, didn't you tell you?" Since Zhao Si was the person around Zhou Jianming, he naturally regarded Zhou Dinghai and his son as thorns in his eyes, "You have been destroyed by someone. You are no longer a master in the Blood Refining Realm, just a fucking waste!"

"You are a waste, you are a waste, it's not that everyone doesn't enter the whole family!"

Zhao Si laughed wildly without any scruples - Zhou Jianming hated Zhou Dinghai for so many years, and now he will naturally kill the father and son when he seizes this opportunity. He doesn't need to be afraid at all.

Zhou Heng's face was already filled with murderous aura. Not only did his father's cultivation be disabled, but he was also seriously injured. He was emotionally excited before and didn't pay attention, but now he thought about it, he didn't smell the medicine in the room!

What Zhao Si sent was the only rotten rice for the pigs to eat, and there was no medicine for boiling. What did this mean?

The family has given up Zhou Dinghai and let him die!

If you lose your cultivation, you lose your value?

No, although the family is realistic, it is not as cold as this level! This must be Zhou Xianming’s fault behind the scenes. Only when this elder insists on it can the family make such a cruel decision!

How much grievance did my father endure in these few days? If he came back a few days later, his father lost his cultivation and had no medicine to treat him. With this kind of meal, how many days could he last?

Insulting my father! He also wants to kill my father!

Zhou Heng's heart was filled with rage, and his murderous intent soared into the sky!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Si's head and neck.

"Dare to be right - uh!" Zhao Si didn't take Zhou Heng seriously at all. He was about to punch Zhou Heng down with a casual punch, but Zhou Heng had already pinched his neck as soon as he swung his fist. He suddenly lost all his strength and the fist he swung was powerless.

Kakaka, Zhou Heng's hands tightened and tighter. Zhao Si's throat kept squeezing sounds, his face instantly turned purple and red, and began to turn black. He struggled weakly, with fear flashing in his eyes, and deep confusion.

——How could Zhou Heng have such a strong strength that he has no strength to fight back at the peak of the third level of body refining!

Isn’t this kid a waste that cannot be cultivated?

"Those who insult my father will die!" Zhou Heng made a cold verdict, folded his right hand and made a crisp sound from the ground. Zhao Si kicked his feet and his head drooped, and died!
Chapter completed!