"Oh? Really, that's really gratifying!" Mu Liufeng simply put away the folding fan and gave Mu Jingtian a bow.
The smile is open, the red dress is dazzling.
Extremely dull.
"You... you rebellious son!"
Mu Jing was trembling all over the weather, his hands were clenched into fists, his blue veins bulged, and his knuckles turned white.
In the forbearance of anger, the sound of the vase shattered from all sides.
However, Mu Liufeng just stood in place, even if his father was so angry, he would not blink his eyes and change his attitude.
"I'm telling you, I'm not allowed to go to such a place again! Otherwise, you are not my Mu Jingtian's son!"
Mu Jingtian finally suppressed his anger and warned.
Not to mention that theology family and the Holy Spirit Academy have always been intolerant. As his son, Liu Feng, how can he not learn his own kungfu and practice other kungfu!
It's ridiculous.
"If you didn't look for me five years ago, I am still not your son." The smile on Mu Liufeng's face became more and more ironic, even with some hatred. In Mu Jingtian's stiff expression, he raised his gaze sharply, staring sharply at the person above him who had just reprimanded him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why are you looking for me? Who allows you to look for me!! "
He roared the last sentence. The sound was hoarse, like a wounded beast.
A thick hatred appeared on his face, and it was obvious that everything nowadays made him extremely disgusted.
"you you you… "
Mu Jingtian's face was blue, and there was a piercing pain in his chest. He stared at him tightly, his eyes full of disbelief. It's been five years, is he still unable to let it go
"Patriarch."
Just as the father and son were at a stalemate, a soft voice suddenly came, and a pretty girl in yellow walked in the door, gave Mu Jingtian a nervous look, and walked to Mu Liufeng's side, and said with some unpleasant lessons: "Liu Feng, Patriarch himself is hurt, how can you be so angry with him?"
Feng Lianyi, the most proud female disciple under Mu Jingtian.
"Shut up! Is it your turn to speak here!"
Mu Liufeng flicked his sleeves heavily, and the huge power instantly lifted the yellow-clothed girl a few meters away and fell to the ground.
He also didn't expect that he would put such a heavy hand, turned his head in astonishment to look at Feng Lianyi, the light in his eyes suddenly became very complicated, shocked, regretful, distressed, and more helpless.
"Nizi! How can you treat your sister like this!"
Mu Jingtian was really furious. With a flick of his fingertips, Mu Liufeng couldn't stop him. He was knocked into the air by an overbearing force, and his whole body hit the wall heavily, immediately puffing out a big mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Mu Jingtian didn't feel distressed, but he made a deep face.
It seems that in order to enter the Holy Spirit Academy, he has already neglected to practice his own skills, so he is so vulnerable.
"Daddy, don't hurt brother."
The yellow-clothed girl just got up, Mu Liufeng has already spouted a mouthful of blood.
She ran over in a panic and lifted him up, and some mist was in her clear and watery eyes, "Brother, brother, are you okay?"
"You go away, my life and death, don't care about you!"
Mu Liufeng pushed her away, raised his head and gave Mu Jingtian a fierce look, and then went straight away, clutching his chest.
Mu Jingtian didn't stop him, looked at Feng Lianyi helplessly, and sighed heavily.
"Daddy... Why do you sigh?" Feng Lianyi asked a little hesitantly, expecting something.