After Tian Zongyu removed the two arms of Yin Sanxiao neatly, the anger in his heart quickly disappeared, and his blood-red eyes returned to normal. He followed Baobao's instructions and removed the super-grade magic weapon Mo Hong beside him.
Xuanbing Ji picked it up, held it in his hand, and then said to Xiao Ran through the power of his soul: "Grandpa, it's done, you can transform the Heavenly Crying Demonic Blade back into a ring!"
"Damn boy, why don't you let me live? I was having a sweet dream and you woke me up again." Xiao Ran shouted angrily at Tian Zongyu.
"Haha, grandpa, I'm sorry, you are the only one who can transform the Heavenly Weeping Devil Blade today. If you don't transform it back into a ring, I'll hold it in my hand. That would be so bad!" Tian Zongyu said with a playful smile.
"Why is my life so miserable!" Xiao Ran shouted, and the Tianwei Demon Blade in Tian Zongyu's hand disappeared in an instant, transformed into a ring, and was still put back on the index finger of Tian Zongyu's right hand.
The Heavenly Crying Demonic Blade was transformed into a ring and was not carried in his hand, but at this time there was another Mohongxuan Ice Halberd in his hand, and he didn’t know where to put it. Suddenly, Tian Zongyu caught a glimpse of someone on the ground who was screaming and screaming.
Howling Yin Sanxiao walked up to the halberd scabbard on his back, kicked him over, took off the halberd scabbard from his back, ignored the blood on it, and put it on his back directly.
Okay, put the Mo Hongxuan Frozen Halberd into the scabbard.
Tian Zongyu's heart has always been concerned about the safety of the person who warned him. Everything here has been settled. Tian Zongyu no longer delays and quickly walks towards the place where the screams just happened.
Tian Zongyu's face at this time, and his whole body had been sprinkled with blood. Although it still looked a bit scary, because his eyes that were originally as red as blood have returned to normal, the terrifying look on his face has also disappeared.
No longer. It seemed that he no longer looked as ferocious as the devil before. When he walked into the crowd watching the excitement, the people around him did not show any fear. Instead, they looked at this murderer who had just killed someone very friendly.
Crazy young man. Everyone knew in their hearts that this young man was going to see the person who had just been hurt by Yin Sanxiao. When Tian Zongyu approached them, they involuntarily made way for him.
At the end of the road where everyone gave way, a young man lay quietly on the ground, his head tilted to the left. Under his mouth, there was a large pool of congestion with substantial substance mixed in it. Moreover, under this young man's head
There were still stains of blood on his face and head, which had obviously been wiped by someone. Next to the young man, there was a middle-aged woman in her forties slumped on the ground, holding the young man's hand, and sobbing softly.
With.
The cry was very low and suppressed. It was obvious that she was afraid that her cry would anger the person who had attacked the young man and return again to kill herself.
Tian Zongyu looked at the tragic situation of the young man, his heart felt extremely heavy, and he felt an inexplicable pain, like thousands of ants biting his internal organs. He slowly walked to the crying middle-aged woman and helped her up.
"Auntie, let's go, I'll take you home." After saying that, Tian Zongyu leaned over and gently held the young man's body in his arms: "Auntie, you lead the way."
After hearing Tian Zongyu's words, the middle-aged woman said nothing. She sobbed softly, twisted her body, and walked slowly in front. Tian Zongyu hugged the young man's body and followed the middle-aged woman with light steps.
The young man is very thin, and his clothes are similar to those worn by the middle-aged woman in front of him. They are all made of coarse cloth of the worst quality. Therefore, the young man is very light. In the arms of Tian Zongyu, a master of cultivation, he is as light as nothing, but in Tian Zongyu
Holding this young man in his heart felt like he was holding a big mountain, making him feel breathless. Moreover, this feeling was heavier than when he was in critical moments of his life several times.
A few minutes later. Looking at the haggard and shabby figure of the middle-aged woman walking slowly in front, Tian Zongyu's eyes were dull and dazzled.
Tian Zongyu followed the middle-aged woman and walked for about half an hour, and finally came to a thatched house at the foot of a big mountain on the coast. On the coast to the left of the thatched house, there was a very dilapidated boat moored.
, one can tell at a glance that it is very old. On the beach next to the boat, there is a broken net propped up by two brackets and shining in the sun.
On the beach in front of the thatched house, a middle-aged man was squatting there, mending another worn-out fishing net. The middle-aged man's face had a fisherman's unique brown-black color blown by the sea breeze, and his lips were grinning.
, although he looked like a middle-aged man at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the wrinkles on his face suddenly increased the age of the middle-aged man by at least ten years, reaching about fifty years old.
The middle-aged man was very serious about his work. Tian Zongyu followed the middle-aged woman until he was only a few feet away from him. He was still unaware of it and kept his head down to mend the net.
When the middle-aged woman saw this man, she could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart. The cry she had been holding back finally broke out. She cried loudly and staggered towards the middle-aged man: "The child's father, Tianxi
He was killed." The middle-aged woman cried, staggered forward, and shouted with sobs.
When the middle-aged man heard the middle-aged woman's grief-stricken cry, he raised his head in horror and asked in a panic: "Old woman, what did you say?"
"Tianxi was killed." The middle-aged woman had already rushed to the middle-aged man's side and collapsed on him.
"Where are the others?" The middle-aged man supported the middle-aged woman and said tremblingly.
"It's in the hands of the hero at the back," the middle-aged woman choked.
After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, the middle-aged man looked at Tian Zongyu. He was shocked by the blood stains all over his body at first, but it only happened in the blink of an eye. His eyes soon turned to the person in Tian Zongyu's arms.
On the young man I was hugging.
The middle-aged man looked at the young man in Tian Zongyu's hand. His eyes became very dull. Two lines of tears instantly appeared on his wrinkled face. He murmured softly: "Tianxi...I
My son..." There were only two simple shouts, but they were full of endless sadness and a feeling of extreme despair.
Tian Zongyu held the young man's body and walked slowly. Seeing the heartbroken look of the middle-aged couple, Tian Zongyu's heart felt as if a very sharp knife was cutting his heart one by one.
, when he came to the middle-aged couple and looked at the sad and desperate couple, the heaviness in Tian Zongyu's heart made him unable to breathe. On this vast coastal beach, Tian Zongyu seemed to be in a sea of
In the darkness, his soul was swallowed by the endless darkness. At this time, Tian Zongyu was completely enveloped by the endless sadness spreading in front of him, which made his heart feel an unbearable pressure.
"Uncle, aunt, please forgive me and be patient..." Tian Zongyu didn't know what to say now, so he could only use this simple language sadly to persuade the middle-aged couple.
"Hero, thank you for your help. Please take a seat in the room!" The middle-aged man was a man after all. He woke up first and said to Tian Zongyu. "Old woman, go and boil some water and entertain the distinguished guests."
The middle-aged woman managed to stand upright and was about to walk towards the simple thatched house. Tian Zongyu immediately shouted: "Auntie, stop working!"
Fishermen are simple by nature, and the two couples were immersed in great grief. As soon as Tian Zongyu finished shouting, the middle-aged woman stopped in her tracks.
"Hero, put the child down quickly. Don't worry about it anymore." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stepped forward and walked to Tian Zongyu's side. He stretched out his trembling hands to help Tian Zongyu put down his son's hand.
Corpse.
"Just let it go?" Tian Zongyu asked doubtfully.
"It's okay. Our family is poor. When he dies, it would be nice if he could wrap up his body in a ragged mat and dig a hole to bury it." As the middle-aged man spoke, he had already assisted Tian Zongyu in placing his son's body.
On the beach.
"Uncle and aunt, this little brother was killed by the traitor because he warned me. Now I have chopped off his limbs. Even if he survives in the future, he will suffer extremely painful torture. This is worse than death.
If you feel uncomfortable, I think this can also comfort my little brother’s soul in heaven. He is so tired because of me. From now on, I will respect his filial piety. From today on, you are my parents." Tian Zongyu.
With a very heavy heart, he said to the two middle-aged couples. After saying that, Tian Zongyu knelt down to the middle-aged couples.
"Hero, please don't do this, we can't bear it." Seeing Tian Zongyu kneeling down, the middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to help Tian Zongyu up.
However, Tian Zongyu still knelt down and nodded three times to the two middle-aged men: "You will be my parents from now on, and I will never call you uncle or auntie anymore." Tian Zongyu couldn't bear it anymore.
, the tears in his eyes flowed down.
The middle-aged man did not speak, but squatted next to Tian Zongyu and sighed. The middle-aged woman also squatted next to Tian Zongyu at this time, wiping away Tian Zongyu's tears with a pair of rough hands: "Child, don't cry, aunt and your uncle
I am not blessed enough to have a son like you."
The middle-aged woman's hands were really rough. When she wiped Tian Zongyu's tears, her rough big hands stung his cheeks, but Tian Zongyu didn't feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he felt that these hands,
She is so friendly, so amiable and lovely, and the middle-aged woman in front of her is so kind and kind.
At this time, Tian Zongyu seemed to have really found the maternal love he had never experienced before in this middle-aged woman.
"No, you are my mother, and from now on I will be my father." Tian Zongyu said stubbornly.
"Well, good boy, we recognize you as our son." The middle-aged woman said with tears.
"Child, get up quickly! Let's go inside and say yes!" The middle-aged man said and helped Tian Zongyu up.
"Dad, let's buy a coffin first and bury our brother!" Tian Zongyu said, looking at the body of the boy who was at least several years younger than himself.
"Son, we can't afford a coffin at all. Just wait, find a shabby mat, wrap him up and bury him!" the middle-aged man said in a sad voice.
"Don't worry about this, I'll take care of it now." After Tian Zongyu finished speaking, he returned to the way he had just come, preparing to walk towards Lingyun City.
"Child, come back." The middle-aged woman shouted eagerly.
"Wash yourself clean and change your clothes before going." After saying that, the middle-aged woman walked up to Tian Zongyu and held his hand: "Let's go and boil water with mother."
"Oh..." Tian Zongyu agreed and followed the middle-aged woman obediently. His heart was filled with an extremely warm feeling at the same time.