Ming Haotian's words stunned Situ Hao: "Does he know that I have practiced the secret manual of beast cultivation, or that he knows that I possess the sacred object of the devil's path, the spiritual guide to nirvana, and wants to have these two things for himself?
But how is this possible?"
These two thoughts flashed through Situ Haodian, and he was extremely horrified, but there was no expression on his face: "Oh, then what are you going to do to let us go?" Situ Hao asked tentatively.
"No matter what, I will not let you go." Ming Haotian said with a determined expression.
"Oh, it seems you want to put our father and son together in that dark secret prison?"
"No, I will only lock Situ Minghui into that dark secret prison, and you, I will let you live the best life."
When Ming Haotian said this, Situ Hao was immediately stunned. He never expected that there would be such a result.
Situ Hao's eyes were always staring at Ming Haotian's face, but he didn't see anything wrong with him. Judging from his mental state and his expression, it was normal, but why did he do this?
What about saying something so abnormal?
"Why did you do this?" Situ Hao couldn't figure out the reason and could only ask Ming Haotian.
Although Ming Haotian had an extremely complicated expression on his face at this time, when he looked at Situ Hao, his eyes were full of kindness: "Because you are my grandson."
grandson?
Situ Hao was shocked again.
Although Shangguan Jun and Chu Yu had said that his mother was a demonic witch, he never thought that his mother would be the daughter of the leader of the largest sect in the demonic realm.
And according to Ming Haotian, his father is obviously his son-in-law, but his hatred for this son-in-law has reached a bone-deep level.
If what Ming Haotian said is true, what kind of secrets are hidden under the surface of these things?
"Grandson? How could I be your grandson? If I am really your grandson, then why do you treat my father like this?"
"Because he deserves to die."
"I don't believe it." Situ Hao shouted and asked gently to his father who was carrying him on his back: "Dad, I...am I really his grandson?"
"Well, you are indeed his grandson, and the word "Hao" in your name is one of the names your mother took from your grandfather, so she can use this word to miss your grandfather."
When Situ Minghui said these words softly, Situ Hao could feel his body trembling.
This trembling is not due to fear, but an expression of endless longing.
Situ Haotian's eyes have never left Ming Haotian. In his father's words just now, he also saw Ming Haotian's body trembling slightly. In the silver light of the night, although he could not see his appearance clearly, he could
I can feel his endless sadness and longing.
"What about mother?" Situ Hao asked in a daze.
The question fell silent and no one answered him.
The silver moon was high in the sky and the night was cold. During this process, although hundreds of disciples of the Burning Immortal Sect gathered around, no one spoke or even took a big breath. It was extremely quiet and could be heard even if a needle dropped.
smell.
Situ Hao looked steadily at Ming Haotian among the treetops, hoping that he could answer his question, but he did not answer.
His father was on his back at this time. He hoped that he would answer his question, but he did not answer. He could still feel his breathing slightly, but now he was actually holding his breath.
In the Immortal Demon Continent, these two people are undoubtedly Situ Hao's closest relatives, but neither of them answered this question.