Father-son relationship

Hearing these words, Wang Chongming's face revealed a satisfied expression.

The first sentence asked if this person had any backup plans!

This so-called backup plan was his descendants.

Now it seems, this old man only has one grandson, and he will soon be used by him.

Others won't notice this old man and Little Boy, which will save a lot of trouble.

"How pitiful!"

Wang Chongming said meaningfully.

Hearing this, the old man quickly waved his hand, looking at Wang Chongming with a grateful expression.

"Thanks to the Immortal, he pointed out a path to the heavens for my Little Boy, with the Immortal's guidance, I don't feel pitiful!"

Wang Chongming continued to sneer, picking up the cup of hot tea in his hand.

However, he had no desire to drink it.

"I mean, the pitiful one is you!"

The next moment, the scalding tea was splashed onto the old man's face.

A scream also echoed throughout the room.

the old man lay on the ground, unable to control his body, screaming and rolling.

And Wang Chongming watched this scene with a happy expression.

"Very good, excellent!"

Saying this, Wang Chongming looked at Wan Feiyu behind him.

"How is it? Disciple?"

"How was the play Master performed for you?"

Wan Feiyu's eyes were full of despair, he had lost his cultivation for this lifetime.

At this moment, he was a cripple!

Not to mention this so-called good show!

Even if that turned into a chessboard and ran wildly in front of Wan Feiyu, it wouldn't pique his slightest interest.

Seeing his Disciple's lifeless expression, Wang Chongming felt that the play he performed was also meaningless.

Seeing the old man still rolling on the ground, Wang Chongming took large strides forward.

He stepped heavily on the head.

Bang!

A loud bang, like a watermelon, the floor was stained red.

Seeing this scene, Wan Feiyu's eyes lifted slightly, but still had no expression.

"Master, kill me, I have no desire to live anymore!"

Hearing this, Wang Chongming directly shook his head, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Disciple, how could I kill you?"

"You followed me since you were born, you and I came to Lingjian Sect together!"

"How could I bear to kill you?"

As he said this, Wang Chongming's eyes were full of affection.

He gently rubbed Wan Feiyu's face.

This, was love from kinship!

Perhaps only this kind of thing could make Wang Chongming unable to let go of a person.

Wan Feiyu did not understand this meaning, instead, he still spoke in despair.

"I don't want to live anymore!"

"Now, death is the most meaningful!"

Seeing Wan Feiyu's appearance, Wang Chongming felt immense heartache.

"Don't say that, later that Little Boy's body will be yours!"

"This rotten body is better off discarded!"

Wan Feiyu's eyes brightened for a moment, but his cultivation was still gone.

"What's the use of that?"

"I still have to Cultivate from scratch! It's better to die..."

Seeing the despair on Wan Feiyu's face, a feeling of disappointment rose in Wang Chongming's heart.

"You are not allowed to be so self-abandoning!"

Saying this, Wang Chongming slapped Wan Feiyu hard across the face.

Feeling the pain on his face, Wan Feiyu finally felt that he was alive.

"Listen to me, you are my son, I will..."

Wan Feiyu didn't hear the rest of the words at all.

Just this matter of father and son was enough to shock him.

"Master, what did you say?"

Lingjian Sect Main Peak Great Hall.

Xiao Feng searched for a long time, but still couldn't find any trace of Wang Chongming.

He felt extremely guilty.

If it were Si Tianyi, he would definitely do better than himself.

Thinking this, Xiao Feng lowered his head dejectedly.

"Alas, why is it me?"

Hearing this, Li Luo couldn't help but speak up to comfort him.

"You kid don't need to be self-deprecating!"

"Here, if you replaced anyone else, they wouldn't be able to reach your level!"

These words were indeed correct!

Li Luo and the others simply couldn't resist the power of that smoke.

Only Xiao Feng's body was strong enough, and only he could barely survive.

Ouyang Lie's eyes were full of heartache, looking at the innocent Disciples' bloodshot eyes, he only felt pain.

"How did they become like this?"

Xiao Feng shook his head.

"I don't know!"

"Why did Wang Chongming do this to them?"

Xiao Feng shook his head again.

"I don't know!"

Li Luo couldn't help but curse loudly.

"They were never good people, carved from the same mold, what good things could they be?"

Wait!

In a flash, Xiao Feng seemed to realize he had heard something incredible.

Carved from the same mold?

Ouyang Lie also echoed in agreement.

"That's right, I thought they looked very similar in their brows and eyes back then, and it turns out I was right!"

What?

Xiao Feng was even more dumbfounded.

Even if he used his toes to think, he couldn't imagine that Wang Chongming and Wan Feiyu were actually father and son.

"Two Elders, shouldn't they have the same surname?"

No one answered this.

After a moment, Yue Yang and Sang Han also slowly recovered.

They clearly heard the words just now.

Guiyan only made them lose their abilities, not their hearing.

Looking at the numb Disciples around, Yue Yang only felt heartache.

"Damn it! Sooner or later I will definitely kill Wang Chongming!"

Sang Han also chimed in from the side.

"Yes, we must kill that beast, absolutely cannot let them go!"

Looking at the two of them hating evil as if it were a personal enemy, Sang Han sighed.

"Now, let's not talk about this for now, there's nothing to say, they have already run away after all!"

The two lowered their brows and eyes, feeling very disappointed.

Xiao Feng was also very helpless, after all, if he left, there would be no one to suppress these Qing Song Peak Disciples.

Wait, in a flash, Xiao Feng felt the control ability in his hand weakening.

Looking up, he saw that several Disciples were gradually turning into mud.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Feng only felt his head buzz.

Subconsciously, he picked up the Rotten Wood Staff.

"What is going on?"

The little girl's voice sounded wronged.

"I just, I just ate a little bit!"

A little bit?

This is absolutely impossible!

"Can they become like this from just a little bit?"

Seeing Xiao Feng's out-of-control appearance, Ouyang Lie suddenly realized something.

This Rotten Wood Staff, actually has a tool spirit?

To avoid misunderstanding, Ouyang Lie spoke directly.

"It has nothing to do with that thing, these Disciples ate the pills, their cultivation was already destroyed!"

"They might not survive!"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng gave up questioning.

Inside the Great Hall, bursts of curses instantly sounded.

Two beasts!

Xiao Feng looked at Li Luo and Ouyang Lie beside him.

"Two Elders, go and check on the Sect Head's condition, I'm not very good at diagnosing!"

Hearing this, the two also quickly walked to Si Tianyi's side.

A scene of despair occurred!

Si Tianyi's complexion was still deathly pale!