Two hundred years later, when he was mentioned by her, he was already mentioned by his first and last name.
Bailiyu laughed angrily: "At least I would rather accept the pain caused by the cruel facts than to muddle through and deceive myself and sink into the absurd dream that I have spun."
Ying Ji raised her head and looked at him with dark eyes.
Bailiyu pinched her neck, his face as he approached was sinister and cold, with a hint of cruelty.
"Our son, he is dead, please wake up."
A ray of blood appeared in Ying Ji's dark eyes, like a crack suddenly opening in the frosty ice.
The cold and deadly face finally revealed a bit of lively popularity.
It was just that fresh life, mostly on the verge of despair and collapse. She stared closely at Sword Master Yu's cold and heartless eyes.
The pursed thin lips finally trembled out two words: "Shut up..."
Bailiyu loosened his palms a little, but his words became more cruel and cold: "Zangjian, our only son, died two hundred years ago, somewhere you can't see!
It’s me! I couldn’t even look at him for the last time. Have you forgotten? You personally prepared his coffin for burial.”
When Ying Xiu, who was under the mountain monument, heard these words, his mind was shocked.
Those words were like a storm breaking off the shore. He put his hands on the heavy stone tablet and forced himself to calm down.
What is the ‘only son’ who died two hundred years ago?
Isn't their son him?
Or did he die two hundred years ago? Mother, she is the empress of Zhongyou who is in charge of the undead.
Could it be that he suffered a catastrophe two hundred years ago and his life span was over? It was his mother who reshaped his life with an unnatural act, thus arousing his father's resentment?
As the sword master of the world and the master of the Tianxi Sect who supports the way of heaven, he will naturally not sit back and watch this kind of thing that goes against the order of heaven and reverses the life and death of yin and yang.
That must be the case!
No wonder his memories before the age of sixteen were always fragmented and intermittent.
Ying Xiu quickly weaved a cruel but acceptable 'truth' in his mind, and tried his best to convince himself.
But next, Sword Master Yu's words undoubtedly knocked him into the abyss.
"You deceive yourself and others! You are ignorant! As an empress of a dynasty, you are ridiculous!
He actually used talismans as bones, hair as body, and curses as blood to create such a ridiculous and pitiable ghost!
What kind of prince of Zhongyou!
What three sons of heaven!
Your son was born mediocre, has ordinary spiritual power, and has never been a son of heaven!"
Speaking of this, Sword Master Yu's eyes gradually turned red, and his cold voice had an imperceptible hoarseness:
"But no matter how ordinary he is, no matter how unsatisfactory he is, he is still our child, and nothing can be simply wiped out and replaced.
Ying Xiu, hehe... this name sounds nice. Ying Xiu Zhongzang, are you placing your desire to protect the hidden sword on that thing?
Or are you saying that you regretted it early on and regretted leaving the hidden sword in the Tianxi Sword Sect for me to raise?"
In the darkness, Ying Xiu's face was paler than that of a dying man, and his eyes were filled with confusion and deep fear.
The palms that were supporting the monument slipped down, and the whole person was about to slump into the ground at Bailiyu's words.
It shouldn't be like this...
It shouldn't be like this...
"I told you to shut up!"
Ying Ji suddenly grabbed his wrist, her body trembled a few times, and her dark eyes filled with death were full of boundless madness.
Her whole body was wrapped in the green Nine Netherworld Fire, as if it was going to burn the entire world.
Sword Master Yu's palm was soon scorched black, but he did not let go.
He looked at Ying Ji coldly and said in a cold voice: "It's time for you to wake up."
The patter...
A cold, continuous drizzle fell from the sky at some point. The rain was pouring down, the cold wind was blowing, and the sky was dark.
Under the hazy rain, the flames around Ying Ji were extinguished and calmed down.
Sword Master Yu's heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.
How can there be rain under the Golden Crow's frightening array?
The rain fell strangely, suddenly, and the drizzle fell like needles on my body, sending a cold and cold feeling into my bones.
Sword Master Yu's clothes are not yet soaked through, but the spiritual power and energy in his body are so cold that they are difficult to operate.
At this time, a majestic voice came down and struck the heart and soul:
"Now that she's awake, can you close your eyes in silence?!"
A tall adult man stepped out of the wet bamboo forest and waved his arms casually.
The Golden Crow in the sky above the sky let out a shrill scream, as if it was hit by the legendary sun-shooting arrow, and scattered countless bright and broken golden lights.
Fire rain fell from the sky, lighting up the distant mountains for just a moment. The drizzle turned into violent rain, extinguishing all the golden afterglow.
It's dawn in the early morning, and there is lightning dancing behind the thick clouds, and the skylight is fading.
That man seemed not to like the early morning hours when dawn broke.
He frowned and raised his sleeves to wave, the sun rising from the east sank and setting, and the moon came from the west and hung in the sky again.
This morning becomes last night.
This is not just the evolution of Yin Yang and White Night, but also the reversal of the cycle of life and death!
Sword Master Yu's face turned pale, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
The ancient divine formation passed down by Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan was easily broken by someone with a wave of his hand.
What is the origin of this person?
In the darkness, the man's face was as handsome as a knife. He had a straight nose, eyebrows like mountains, and dark eyes. His voice was like a ghost, cold and unfathomable.
It makes one's bones feel cold, and the whole body can't help but exude an extremely strange but noble temperament.
The broad robe was billowing on the ground, and even the black robe on his body did not look like an ordinary thing. It was like flowing black clouds in the wind and rain.
The man raised his eyes and glanced at Bailiyu. The moment his eyes were as deep as the night sky, he seemed to be able to look directly into people's deepest fears.
Sword Master Yu's body felt like he was falling into the ice prison of Yama, unable to move.
With just one look, not even a hint of aura was captured. Sword Master Yu looked as fragile as a three-year-old child in front of this man.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The whole body flew backwards heavily, and crashed into the muddy and rainy field in an extremely embarrassed manner. There was no trace of the domineering appearance just now.
Ying Ji's body slipped, and the moment she fell down, the man took a step forward and appeared beside her, holding her in his arms.
His movements were so gentle that they were almost inconsistent with his domineering and noble status.
The man raised his strong white hands and covered her eyes.
Ying Ji's body stiffened, and then she began to tremble, and bright red blood tears rushed down from the man's fingers.
The man's face was ashen, and his slightly desolate eyes were filled with rage.
She pursed her lips tightly and called him in a low voice: "Daddy."
It's daddy, not father, father, emperor, and other honorifics. Who can know the ordinary intimacy and grievances in it.
The person who came was none other than one of the four great immortals of the Six Realms, the ruler of the Nether Realm, Taiyin Emperor!
Sword Master Yu felt the pain all over his body as if his bones were falling apart. He struggled to get up and looked at the man in black clothes in disbelief.
Respecting immortals does not involve them in worldly matters.
What he did today greatly violated the laws and order of heaven.
Taiyin Emperor's lapels were deeply stained by the blood on her body.
He touched her back with his other hand, and the green bamboo fragments that had penetrated deeply into her flesh disappeared instantly, and the wound healed quickly.
He said with a reproachful tone and tender eyes: "Unfilial daughter, I am annoyed that you were abducted by a random man. You are not allowed to go home. You have been wronged outside. Do you really not know how to go home?"
Ying Ji smiled sadly, and the blood and tears rolled down from his fingers, mixing with the raindrops on the back of his hands and splashing on the ground.
Her pain seemed to be unable to be relieved. Ying Ji reached out and grabbed Taiyin Emperor's sleeve, gently pulling it like she did when she was a child. Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs: "Daddy, it hurts too much..."
Emperor Taiyin gave a faint hum, patted her head, then raised his eyes and glanced at Sword Master Yu calmly:
"The small building at Dongli is the place where my beloved grandson lives. No one is allowed to disturb the purity. Tonight, something unclean seems to have gotten in."
Sword Master Yu was stunned for a long time before he realized angrily that the 'dirty thing' he was referring to was him!
His eyes were cold, but the other party was an immortal after all, and his seniority did not allow him to be rude and presumptuous.
In terms of identity, he is the father-in-law whom he has never met before.
Although he had just struck out in anger, after all, his daughter had been injured like this. Even if Sword Master Yu didn't feel that he was in the wrong, he was still in a weak position.
He said solemnly: "Senior, when it comes to unclean things, the corpse demon that was causing trouble to the people at that time, I have searched all over the White Camel Mountain, but I have not been able to find any trace of that evil.
The only thing I haven't found is here. I'm here today. I don't want to disturb you. I'm just here to get rid of the demons. I hope seniors can do it for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Master Yu's vision suddenly went dark, and the Taiyin Emperor in a mysterious robe appeared in front of him without any warning.
I saw the other party gently raising his arm, flexing his fingers, and said quietly: "I am here today, and I have no intention of disturbing you. I just see you as an eyesore, and I hope that this junior like you can make it easier."
After finishing speaking, he flicked his finger in the middle of Bailiyu's eyebrows.
There was a dull and loud noise, and Bailiyu's whole body exploded with energy. His body became stiff and motionless, and the air waves behind him shook thousands of miles.
After three full breaths, he was bleeding from all his orifices, bloody and miserable, and then his whole body crashed from one hilltop into another.
The eyebrow soul platform collapsed, and the purple python sword energy of the fifth level of Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue, which had been practiced for nearly a thousand years, poured out like an avalanche.
The mountains are surrounded by this purple energy, which collapses and collapses the mountains.
Emperor Taiyin looked at the sword master Yu who was flying out with a blank expression, and commented without a trace of emotion: "This is quite obedient."
"But... just like this, how can it relieve the hatred in my heart!"
After saying that, Taiyin Emperor disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, in the huge dark outline of the distant mountains, Sword Master Yu's body suddenly jumped up, as if it was swept by the tail of a giant python monster in the earth's veins.
When the sky was full and bright, the Taiyin Emperor appeared in black robes and stepped down.
Using the sword master Yu's body as a stepping stone, in an absolutely powerful and domineering way, he brutally beat him without any dignity and without saying much! If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net)
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