"Oh, forget it, I look so scary." The red-haired monster disliked himself.

At this moment, even if Xing Zhen is a fool, he can guess who this person is.

The father who is thinking about day and night, Xing Junhao.

Xing Zhen grabbed the red-haired palm and pressed it to his face.

Tears were pouring out: "The child is not afraid, the child is not afraid, the child is not afraid."

Xing Zhen was incoherent, and he suddenly forgot his thoughts. His mind seemed blank, with only one sentence repeated.

Xing Junhao tentatively touched Xing Zhen’s face, and when he saw that the young man did not dodge or dodge, he became more and more bold.

The heavier the stroke, the more severe the palms covered with red hair trembled.

Xing Zhen's eyes were blurred with tears. The man who used to be broken and his tendons didn't say a word, today he was choking.

"Father, Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, why don't you go to find me and my mother?"

"Father, do you want your mother? Do you want your children?"

"We have been waiting for you in Qingyang Town. We have been waiting for you for a long time, and my mother has passed away."

"Father, where have you been? You..."

Xing Zhen was sobbing that he couldn't continue talking.

"Someone."

"They are here."

Xing Zhen and Xing Junhao spoke at the same time.

Then Xing Zhen only felt his shoulders being grabbed by his broad palms, and the scene in front of him was backwards like a glimpse of glimpses.

When the scene in front of him was still, Xing Zhen found himself in a wet and dark cave.

It is dark and dark, but it does not hinder the powerful soul perception of the divine cultivator.

This perception made Xing Zhen more and more moved. The cave was covered with runes, exactly the same as what he learned from his second brother.

Xing Zhen suddenly felt the man vomiting blood and exclaimed: "Father, why are you injured?"

Xing Junhao asked back: "Why are you here? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

Xing Zhen ignored Xing Junhao and threw himself around him, let go of his soul power to investigate in depth.

Xing's face was getting ugly, and he was so gloomy that he was almost bleeding.

He felt Xing Junhao's condition was so bad that his internal organs were almost broken into pieces.

Even the soul inside the head is left with only a negligible phantom.

The soul of the Divine Infant Realm becomes an infant, and Xing Junhao is at least a divine cultivation of the Divine Infant Realm. Moreover, Xing Zhen sensed the tremendous internal power and practiced both divine and martial arts!

These are not what Xing Zhen cares about now, but what he cares more about is his father's injuries.

The powerful people in the Divine Infant Realm are much stronger than the Old Elephant. They have all achieved the strength of flesh and blood regeneration, but their internal organs are broken and cannot be regenerated.

What does it mean?

It means that the enemy is powerful and cruel. While hurting Xing Junhao, the Tao remains in his body, making it impossible for him to recover.

Xing Zhen was flawed and thought of his mother again.

With Xing Zhen’s mother’s cultivation, she should be able to regenerate blood and flesh. However, she was still seriously injured and delayed for too long, resulting in death.

The principle is the same, Tao remains in the body, and the injuries cannot be recovered and will only become worse and worse.

Xing Zhen is almost crazy: "Father, tell me who did it, and the child will bear it with you."

Xing Junhao didn't take his injuries seriously at all and laughed: "Haha, it doesn't matter to dying people. I can see my true family before I will die without regrets."

"No, Father, what kind of herbs can cure you." Xing is really crazy.
Chapter completed!