The bone mound was raised high and hollowed out, like a simple house, which became a temporary hiding place for Pei Qiuming and his son.
Pei Qiuming is the master of the Fenglei Sect and one of the masters of Liuli Island. He has been glorious and wild all his life. He is respected and supported by others. He never imagined that he would end up like this. First he was teased by the time and space of Long Live Mountain, and then he was abandoned by the elders of the sect. Now he has nothing but this unfulfilled son.
My already bad temper has become even worse recently.
"Dad, drink some water." Pei Feng was very old, with gray hair, chapped skin, and a hoarse and low voice. If it weren't for the support of his realm, he might just lie on the pile of bones and gasp for air.
"Don't drink! How many times have I told you, don't disturb my practice!" Pei Qiuming knocked over the skull holding water with his hand and shouted angrily.
"Yes, yes, I'll put it here first and drink it when I'm thirsty." Pei Feng hurriedly picked up the skull, protected the remaining water, and carefully placed it next to Pei Qiuming.
"Look at your worthless look. If you had some energy, how could we be in this situation?" Pei Qiuming shouted with red eyes. The more he looked at him, the more annoyed he became: "Get out! Get out!"
"Dad, you..."
"Who the hell is your father? You are my father! Get out and don't disturb my practice anymore." Pei Qiuming yelled and cursed angrily. Isn't it just starting from scratch? What's the big deal? I've been brilliant before. , I can still stand up in the future. I want those bastards to know the consequences of betraying me. I want to punch them to death, beat them to death, beat them to death!
Pei Feng grimaced and weakly propped himself up. Before leaving, he did not forget to turn around and remind him: "Dad, don't be anxious. The spirit fruit must not be eaten as food. You...slow down..."
"I am a holy warrior, do you understand? I am a holy warrior! Do you really need to remind me what I should do and what I shouldn't do?"
Pei Feng smiled bitterly: "Dad, you have to stutter to eat. It's hard for you to gather your spiritual power at the age of five. My point is that growing up is more important. You should take good care of your body first, and then you can slowly feel it. Spiritual power."
"Do you need to remind me? Get out!" Pei Qiuming felt even more uncomfortable. Five years old, five years old, I'm five years old! He looked at his delicate skin and touched his fair, hairless face, and he still couldn't accept it.
"What I mean is..."
"What is it, you talk so much nonsense today, get out!"
"Dad..."
"Get lost!!" Pei Qiuming picked up the bones around him and started to throw them over.
"Dad, my body is too old. It's hard for me to walk on LU. I have the realm of the Earth Martial Realm, but I don't have the strength of the Earth Martial Realm anymore. If I'm lucky, I can still hold on for three to five years. If there is an accident, maybe I just died. I have already thought about it. It doesn’t matter whether I die or not, but what about you? If I die, who will take care of you? You are only five years old, and Long Live Mountain is not outside. It is difficult to eat and drink. I... " As Pei Feng spoke, his eyes turned red, he shook his head, exhaled tremblingly, supported his bones and crutches, and walked out.
Pei Qiuming was silent, feeling as if his heart was blocked by something, and he was so depressed. He rarely shouted again and turned his back to prevent Pei Feng from seeing his hazy eyes.
"it's not a big deal."
"Isn't it just a regression?"
"I can start all over again, I will."
"I have a foundation! It will take me ten years to get back the fifty years I lost."
Pei Qiuming gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"Crack!" There was a clear cracking sound from behind, as if a bone was broken.
Pei Qiuming put away his good intentions and deliberately said with a straight face: "Why are you back again? Go out and stay, don't disturb my practice."
"Dad..." Pei Feng's voice trembled.
"Say! Don't be so dawdy, are you a man?"
"You...you look back..."
"What the hell happened again."
"Look back."
"You can't let me worry a little bit..." Pei Qiuming just turned his head, his expression froze on his face.
① A group of strange men and women walked in from outside. The man in front pinched the back of Pei Feng's neck and sneered with the corner of his mouth raised. "Master Pei, nice to meet you."
This is a tall and majestic man, with his shirt bare to the waist, revealing his bronzed skin, and his thick muscle lines showing amazing explosive power. His facial features are clear-cut and deep, which is unforgettable. His long, fluffy hair hangs freely, wild and unruly, wild and evil.
"Who are you?" Pei Qiuming stood up. Although he was young, his momentum was not weak. His deep eyes turned around the man and looked behind him. He unexpectedly saw a shu person, an old woman with gray hair and dyed clothes. Bloody, his arms were broken.
This is the female elder of Fenglei Sect, the realm of the fifth heaven, and it was she who replaced Pei Qiuming and became the new leader of their team. Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for half a month, she would find herself in this situation. Not only did she have her arms broken, but she was also chained and dragged in like an old dog.
Facing Pei Qiuming's sudden cold eyes, the old woman avoided looking at him, not daring to look at him.
"You don't need to worry about who I am, I'm here to get something." The man stepped on the broken bones and walked towards Pei Qiuming. He looked at him condescendingly and shook his head with a smile. It's really miserable. The dignified master of the Fenglei Sect is so condescending. Shengwu, who was so majestic before, turned into a child and lost all his realm. If it were anyone else, he would probably go crazy if he didn't commit suicide. In comparison, I am still very lucky, at least I am still in the sixth level of earth and martial arts.
"Let Pei Feng go first." Pei Qiuming raised his head and confronted.
The man pinched Pei Feng's neck and raised it into the air: "I heard that this is your son? Haha, it's really a trick of fate."
"Uh... um..." Pei Feng was pinched so hard that he rolled his eyes repeatedly and kicked his feet feebly.
Pei Feng shouted: "Let him go, I will give you whatever you want."
"I want your life, will you give it?"
Pei Qiuming expressed his struggle and gritted his teeth: "Give!!"
"Not bad, it's rare to see a bit of human presence in Long Live Mountain." The man threw Pei Feng to the ground.
Pei Feng coughed violently, struggled, threw himself in front of Pei Qiuming, stopped the man, and shouted in panic: "Don't hurt him, he is already pitiful enough, he doesn't even have the spirit quenching realm anymore, he used to be the sect leader, is he?" Shengwu. Please, if you have anything to do, come to me, I will take care of it for him."
Pei Qiuming's heart ached, and he shouted with a straight face: "Get out! Look at your worthless look, you are so embarrassed in front of me. Get out! Get out!"
"Dad..."
"I tell you to get lost! Get lost." Pei Qiuming glared at him and winked slightly.
The man sneered: "Stop arguing, none of you will survive. But whether you can die quickly depends on your performance."
The old woman was pushed forward, staggered a few steps and knelt on the ground, her face was pale, and she whispered weakly: "Master..."
"Shut up! Do you still know that I am the master of the sect?" Pei Qiuming shouted with red eyes.
The old woman smiled miserably: "Master, the others... are all dead..."
"You deserve to die! If you fall into my hands, you will die even worse." Pei Qiuming said bitterly, but his heart felt painful. died? Are they all dead? No matter how betrayal or bastard they were, after all they were the people he once trusted and relied on, guarding the Fenglei Sect together and fighting against powerful enemies such as the Jinyang Sect. Even if there is punishment, it should be done by him, not just anyone else.
"Well said, those who betray will deserve to die." The man snapped his fingers, and the man behind the old woman suddenly raised his sword and chopped it down in the air.
Poof!
The blood dyed the bones red, spurting out long traces, and a strong smell of blood filled the simple bone mound.
The old woman didn't resist and let the sword fall. After enduring the torture for so long, the siwang at this moment was more like relief to her. However, when the man behind him raised the knife and dropped it, the old woman was looking at Pei Qiuming and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say sorry or something else, but... she didn't say it after all.
Pei Qiuming looked fierce, but his eyes were obviously swaying, his teeth were gritted, and veins appeared on his cheeks.