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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters anger

"Dad, you're back!"

The little girl's voice was clear and pure, just like Qiongyu washed away by clear water, transparent and trembling, as if a spring breeze blew away the black fog in Chen Weiming's heart.

He felt like he had a lot to say to this little girl, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't speak.

This is the daughter of Lu Ya Daojun. She has no idea what she experienced in that era, nor why she was sealed in the ice coffin.

She knew her father and also remembered her father, even though she had been frozen for so many years, she still missed her.

It is difficult for Chen Weiming to guess what kind of mood Lu Yadao left here and walked towards the road that could not be turned back.

In an instant, he had mixed feelings and thoughts. He looked at Chen Pan and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, how should I talk to her!"

Chen Pan also looked sad and shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Not everything in this world can be solved by force, just like in front of him, his half-way understanding is useless.

This is the truth, but it is not what Chen Weiming wants to hear. At that moment, he suddenly became furious: "You said you don't know!"

"The so-called great cause of conquesting heaven begins with the cessation of the Zhou Dynasty and prospers with you Chen Pan. The subsequent plans are all formulated by you. The so-called space you use to tame warriors in the prehistoric world, and the so-called body and way of heaven are also the means you use to deceive the world."

"The Taoist ancestor Hongjun is in the body of the Heavenly Dao, and the Donghuang Taiyi fights against the Nine Heavens with blood. It is the war god of war. The human ethics is abnormal. Everything you leave behind is guided and evolved, it is your thoughts and your calculations."

"Look at the person in the coffin, he died, his soul was scattered, and nothing was left behind. His three wives were all dead, one of them didn't even have a grave. His daughter was seriously injured and drowsy, dreaming for thousands of years. Now why do you tell her that her parents are dead and she is already an orphan?"

"How come you are so vicious? That's your dear brother!"

In a rage, he reached out to grab Chen Pan. Unfortunately, the other party was just a memory, but this grabbed it was empty.

"Do you think this is what I did?" Chen Pan was also angry and shouted loudly: "You think I don't feel heartbroken. I am a shameless person, and I am not a person who cares too much. Even if others step on me and insult me ​​or even want to kill me, I can laugh it off as long as I give you a suitable reason."

"But who except my relatives dares to touch my relatives, I can destroy his whole family. Do you think I don't feel pain? From the memory, he is a person worthy of admiration to you, but to me, he is my brother, a brother connected by flesh and blood!"

"You really can't blame him!" Gu Zhou also said: "Everything in the prehistoric world is indeed guided, but what is left behind is Pangu who has taken the time to remember the ruthless and desireless Panpan, not Chen Pan. In that case, anyone can only choose pros and cons in his eyes. Even he can kill himself, and who can't be exploited."

"Yes, this is reality!" Chen Pan suddenly raised his tone again: "How can there be a complete egg under the collapse of the nest? In the face of war, who dares to say that he can be spared? If you want to vent your anger, then let go of your hands."

"Remember it clearly. Even if you don't want this memory of me, even if you don't recognize you as Chen Pan's identity, the facts cannot be changed. Don't you want your relatives the most? You have it right in front of you. In this world, now in this world, she is your true relative who is related to blood, and you are the only relative who is connected to blood."

The word "relatives" was like thunder thunder in Chen Weiming's heart, almost taking a few steps back. After so many years, he longed for his living relatives, but now he finally got what he wanted.

"Dad!" the little girl shouted again, as if she had put all her strength into it, and grabbed the corner of Chen Weiming's clothes tightly: "You come back to see Yu'er and your mother misses you very much, and Yu'er misses your mother very much?"

"Yu'er" Chen Weiming sighed in his heart, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

What a bad news for a little girl is that your father dies, your biological mother dies, and your other mothers die.

What was even more heartbreaking was that he could see that the little girl was in serious injuries, not ordinary injuries. The damage was the root of the injury, and the meridians were broken, and even the purple palace soul was in a mess.

Even though she had already achieved the cultivation level of the immortal realm at a young age and had terrible talent, all this was useless. Someone took action to shatter her soul, burned the five energy in her body, and cut the Taoist foundation, causing her vitality to continue to dissipate.

The ice has been frozen for so many years, but it has only alleviated the deterioration of the injury and cannot be removed. Now that the ice has dissipated, everything has begun again. If this continues, I am afraid that the little girl will die in three years.

Even if his cultivation is like his or her elixir is like him, there is no way to deal with such injuries. He can only think of the future that will appear helplessly.

Sad, severe pain.

"Xiao Zu, don't admit your mistake!"

At this time, Su Haoqing shouted loudly: "This is a bad guy. He used evil magic to turn into the appearance of Lu Ya Daojun."

But the little girl was only seven or eight years old when she was frozen. She didn't know what Xiaozu meant, and she didn't even know who Su Haoqing was. She felt nervous and hurriedly pressed her head tightly on Chen Weiming's chest.

Such a look makes people feel even more pity.

Seeing that it was useless, Su Haoqing pointed the long sword in his hand at Chen Weiming again: "Let go of Xiaozu, I will spare your life!"

"Give me your life? Give me your life?"

Chen Weiming laughed wildly and shouted: "You spare my life, I don't want to spare your life!"

If the other party had not rebelled, the situation would not have been like this. If the other party had not hit the coffin with lightning, the ice would not have melted.

As long as you give yourself time, you will definitely find a solution. Then everything is if, and it is no longer remedied.

Su Haoqing in front of him is his enemy who kills his relatives and enemies, and he is irreconcilable.

Su Haoqing was used to being a family in Kunlun Mountain and experienced the glorious period of the Su family. He saw other monks like family slaves. Since they were family slaves, how could they say such words?

He was furious for a moment, and a cold murderous aura flashed in his eyes: "Since that's the case, don't worry about my subordinates' ruthlessness."

What he wanted was the little girl. As long as she grabbed it in her hand, she could use two magic weapons. As for the others, he didn't care and didn't want to. He raised his hand immediately and wanted to attack.

As soon as he made an action, two rays of light shot out, which were the Kunlun Mirror and the Zhitian Sword. At this time, he sensed Su Haoqing's indiscretion.

Forced Su Haoqing to respond, but Chen Weiming was unhappy and cursed at the two magic weapons: "Two wastes, even personal protection cannot be protected."

The sword and the mirror trembled slightly, and they felt extremely aggrieved. They were ordered not to attack the Su family. It was also a magic weapon. How could they think of the Su family and others be detrimental to the little girl, which made a big mistake in a moment.

Chen Weiming was almost unreasonable at this time and found it difficult to calm down.
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