But Dongfang Xingchen immediately saw that his father's face was extremely ugly, and the look in the eyes of Palace Master Ximen Fanfan when he looked at him was even more complicated, even mixed with a strange and inexplicable expression...
How is this going
"Father, Uncle Ximen." Dongfang Xingchen saluted respectfully, and his behavior had returned to normal. However, he clearly felt that his head was buzzing, several teeth seemed to have fallen out, and there was a strong taste in his mouth. The smell of blood…
Who knocked me unconscious
It must be Yun Yang!
Yun Yang, you damn thing, just wait for me. Now that my father and senior Ximen are all gathered here, you will definitely die!
Dongfang Haoran's face was as gloomy as water: "Tell me what you have been doing during this time, one by one!"
Dongfang Xingchen thought about it and said, "Yes."
Dongfang Xingchen prepared the plan in an instant. In fact, he had already planned to kill Yun Yang and then answer his father's and even the other two Tiangong palace masters' accusations. In other words, Yun Yang died at the hands of his enemies because of a grudge. It may be said that Yun Yang is young and frivolous, arousing jealousy, and those who are envied set up schemes and schemes, or that his beauty is charming and has a savvy plan to covet him, and the Shangguan, a beautiful and beautiful man, knows that Yun Yang actually embraces both beauties, and wants to kill him. Soon after, even Ning Fengxue had a reason to instigate him. Yun Yang was too murderous and arrogant. Senior Ning wanted to teach him a lesson with a small punishment but a big warning, but Yun Yang was unruly and Senior Ning couldn't stop...
Although every reason is just a mere statement, for a worthless dead man, it is absolutely justified, at least for Dongfang Xingchen, it is definitely enough!
At this moment, what Dongfang Xingchen wants to do is to amplify Yun Yang's arrogance, arrogance, blindness, ruthlessness, cruelty, and madness, at least to give his own position against Yun Yang something to say...
However, as two shocking storms came down from above, Dongfang Xingchen was completely shocked in an instant! Dongfang Haoran and Ximen Fanfan looked at him with four eyes, and their voices were solemn: "Don't hide anything!"
Dongfang Xingchen only felt his mind blurred for a while, as if he was lost in the boundless starry sky; for a moment, his heart was filled with a trance, and it seemed that he couldn't even move his brain. He said everything from his heart: "Since we came to Tonight City..."
His expression was dull, and he spoke like flowing water, but he described everything truthfully, without any mistakes or omissions, and there were no untruths.
How did he arrange it, how did he assassinate Yun Yang, how did others negotiate with him, how did he lay the trap, how did he cleverly set up a name, and how did he plan to eradicate the Jiuzun Mansion, the Ninth Mansion... and so on...
Once destroyed, how will the power be distributed, how will the wealth be divided, and who will own Ji Lingxi and other beauties...
What Yu Zhenxiao said, what Ximen Huanyu said, what Bei Gong Wushuang said... How did the saints discuss it... How did they go from fighting independently at the beginning to later when all the saints decided to unite and work together to target Yun Yang? …
To this day, Bei Gong Wushuang went to test Yun Yang for unknown reasons, but was chased and killed by Yun Yang... Then, Bei Gong Wushuang was killed by Yun Yang in front of himself and others, and even pointed the finger at himself and others. Naturally unwilling to sit still and wait for death, he took action to fight back...
What follows is how Yun Yang explodes and goes on a killing spree... Finally, how he and Yu Zhenxiao escape, how they are chased by Yun Yang, and what they do...
But what Dongfang Xingchen didn't understand the most was that he had clearly asked Ning Fengxue to personally deal with Yun Yang. How did Yun Yang escape? How could this be possible...
The more Dongfang Haoran listened, the uglier his face became and his breathing became heavier and heavier, until it was like blowing a bellows.
When Ximen Fanfu heard his son Ximen Huanyu say, "Even though Yun Zun is a mainland hero, as long as we deny his identity, we can naturally kill him without leaving any further trouble... We have so many people here to testify." , not everything is left to us, history books have always been written by the victors, who will stand up for a dead man, at most, create an illusion, point the finger at the demon clan, I believe the demon clan is very happy Take the blame..." After these words, his already gloomy face became even more difficult to see.
When they heard about how to divide wealth and beauty, how and how...the two palace masters felt their hearts ache. How did we educate such a group of people
These are all a bunch of bastards...
As Dongfang Xingchen spoke more and more deeply, Ximen Fanwan looked at Dongfang Haoran with eyes that were more and more full of sympathy and sympathy for the same people...
As for the eyes looking at the stars in the east, they are no longer as complicated as before, only filled with pity...
Silly boy!
Your father definitely doesn't want to kill you...
But every time you say another word, you take one more step forward on the road to the netherworld!
You are still talking endlessly, but you haven't finished yet...
Poor Old Dongfang... you are also going to face the pain of losing a son!
Fortunately, all my people are dead... Otherwise... Thinking of this, Ximen Fanfan's inexplicable feeling was met with a kind of happiness!
He was obsessed with this feeling of his own: Damn it, all my son and apprentices are dead and I am still glad... This reaction is not normal.
After finally hearing Dongfang Xingchen finish the whole story, Dongfang Haoran's originally gloomy face turned pale and despairing. He shook his body twice and asked in a deep voice: "As the Holy Son, you have your own trade-offs, but when you face the heroes of the mainland, besides After getting rid of it quickly, don’t you have other feelings?”
Dongfang Xingchen's face was dull and his voice was calm: "A hero is just a name, and the so-called achievements are just a popular legend. In the future, I will be the Lord of the Heavenly Palace. No matter how many heroes I want to create, it is just a matter of one sentence. Hero … It has always been a tool used by superiors to win over people’s hearts and stimulate the world, so why do we need more feelings?!”
“…”
At these words, not only Dongfang Haoran, but also Ximen Fanfan's eyes widened at the same time.
Those are the heroes who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives for the sake of humanity and the race! The backbone of the entire human race!
This guy has such an attitude towards human heroes...
No, it’s not just him. Most of the fallen Holy Sons have this attitude. Otherwise, how can they merge into one place and work together!
Ximen Fanwan suddenly interjected: "The hero you call is just Yun Yang, or are all heroes?!"
His voice was very eerie.
Dongfang Xingchen replied without thinking: "Heroes, only dead people deserve to be praised as heroes. Yun Yang was praised as a hero as a living person, so why shouldn't he die? Only dead people with no value can be praised as heroes..."
"Besides, a hero actually just leaves a lot of wealth, waiting for others to divide it up. Anyway, his descendants will never be able to keep the family fortune. They can only take advantage of us and other superiors. Even if he is a hero, as long as he Even if they are dead, what value is there, and who else is willing to stand up for them. This kind of thing is too safe."
Ximen Fanfan sneered and said, "What an emperor's mind... Dongfang, you taught me well."
Dongfang Haoran's face was dark.
Dongfang Xingchen said calmly: "Ximen Huanyu has the same idea as me."
Ximen Fanfan's face suddenly turned dark.
Now Dongfang Xingchen was completely shocked, and everything he thought was the truest reaction. When he said this, Ximen's heart turned cold.
Dongfang Haoran's expression changed again. An extremely ominous thought came to his mind. He closed his eyes and asked with a despairing heart: "Listen to what you said, what did you do to the previous human heroes?"
Dongfang Xingchen was still under extreme shock at this moment, and responded numbly: "Such benefits are not free of charge. Fifty years ago, Yang Shengjun, who died in Blood Soul Mountain, had a daughter in his blood family. She was good-looking, and I wanted to take her as my concubine, but the Yang family was unwilling to do so. She didn't know how to appreciate her, and she was slaughtered by everyone in the family. That girl, Yang Xin'er, I had played with for more than a year, but she still wanted me so much. He assassinated me and I crushed him to death... And seventy years ago, the old, weak, sick and disabled people of the Niu family guarded the treasure and refused to donate it... I also asked them to kill them all... "
"We, the superiors, are the backbone leaders of the human race. If the human race has good things, it should be allowed to us to enjoy them first. If there are any treasures, we should contribute them as soon as possible... This is the dedication and contribution of my generation for so many years, so The remuneration we deserve will make us live more comfortably so that we can better serve mankind... They are a heroic family and have the reputation of a dead man, but they actually refuse to pay and still have to say it plausibly. How can they not deserve to die?"
"The descendants of heroes have enjoyed too many heroic legacies and don't know how to advance or retreat. Isn't it just right to die? I will allow them to go to the underworld and become a heroic family... After all, all of them have passed away intact... "
"Two hundred years ago...three hundred years ago..."
The stars in the east are eloquent and eloquent. One after another, one after another... I haven't finished talking for more than half an hour, and the time has only gone back a few hundred years...
Dongfang Haoran's face was ashen, and his whole body was trembling.
After a long while, when Dongfang Xingchen finally finished speaking, Dongfang Haoran was already on the verge of collapse. He was breathing heavily, exhaling and inhaling, but those eyes seemed to protrude uncontrollably. Eye sockets.
"Ho ho ho..."
Dongfang Haoran made a meaningless sound from his throat.
He felt as if his heart had stopped beating at this moment, and seemed to be beating too hard, as if it would jump out of his throat the next moment...
The entire universe and galaxies are exploding and shattering in a variety of colors in my mind...
Ximen Fanwan suddenly felt a little heartbroken, feeling heartbroken for his brother who had known each other for tens of thousands of years.
Even if I heard these many things, I would feel horrified and my liver would burst with anger, but Dongfang Haoran... all of the above were actually done by his own son!
This makes the Eastern Star, who has worked hard for mankind all his life and is most proud of himself, how can he deal with the situation
After Dongfang Xingchen finished speaking, his mind was still confused.
Dongfang Haoran's face was twisted and ferocious for a long time, and suddenly tears burst into tears, flowing all over his face, and he was choked and couldn't make a sound!
"I see, this is the truth... I... I can't help those fallen brothers..." Dongfang Haoran looked up to the sky and choked, with a sad face: "Dead brothers... you dedicated your freedom, your lives, and your sacrifices for the sake of mankind. Everything...but the blood of your children has been trampled on by my son..."
"I can't help you... I can't help you!"
Dongfang Haoran was in extreme pain, and felt so guilty that his internal organs were about to be broken!
Another one I never expected!
Originally, he could have stopped asking after asking about this matter, but Dongfang Haoran asked just one question, wanting to find a reason for his son. He had never done anything bad before, but this time, he was driven by greed and confused. …
Even his words of support were intended to promote Dongfang Haoran's thoughts.
How could I have imagined that this question would actually come out in such a way that it hurts my heart and makes me want to live!
Dongfang Haoran's internal organs are burning at this moment. It's not that the trauma in Guan is deep, but that his mental imbalance has become more and more serious. Thinking back to those days, it's not like he hasn't heard that many old brothers' families have disappeared and are no longer in their hometown. He even received a message from his family. The letter handed over by his son said that they all rushed back to their hometowns because they were in love with the scene, and never heard of the worldly affairs again...
So many times, I always sighed, wondering why some brothers' families would move away after a while
Obviously staying nearby, no matter the resources or convenience for taking care of yourself, is extremely beneficial to the growth of future generations, why do you have to move away
I don’t understand…
Only now do I know and understand that when someone wants to move away, it is because his son has taken care of the family on his behalf, taking care of the whole family until they are driven to death...
If he really moved away, that would be true luck, at least he wouldn't have to die, everyone would die!
"Those are the blood of heroes, the family of brothers!"
Dongfang Haoran raised his voice to the sky and howled miserably: "I am the one who deserves to die... I deserve to die... I deserve to die... I deserve to die..."
The sound of "I deserve to die" resounded throughout the world.
In the voice, the heart-piercing pain is lingering, and the guilt of pain and despair is lingering... It's hard to describe!
Indescribable!
Many things, no, probably most things, I can discover the truth with just a little attention, but I don't know anything about it. When did I start to believe in my son so much? !
It is the fault of a father who has not raised me up, and I, Dongfang Xingxing, am unforgivable!
He roared crazily, then lowered his head and looked at his son with lifeless eyes.
"How can we make up for the debt of so many blood debts, and only your life?"
Dongfang Haoran looked at his son sadly, his pupils filled with blood. Trembling all over!
At this time, Dongfang Xingchen finally woke up, completely awake.
With his eyes that had regained his clarity, he saw his father's extremely ugly expression, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Dad, what happened to make my father worried so much, please tell me to come down and let my son share your worries? "
Yes, yes, this is the tone that makes me believe that my son will not let me down. I am a hero and a good man, but I don't think that the reality is... I am a stupid bear and a bastard!
Dongfang Haoran took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Not only was his body trembling, but his fists were also trembling.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Yun Yang, should you do it, or should I?"