Diao Sikun looked at his father in disbelief. He didn't expect that his father who was full of benevolence and morality all day was such a thing. This tiger poison is still not eating! This old guy is so good that he is not as good as a beast. When the disaster is approaching, he actually pushes his son out of the tank.
There is a saying that you are not benevolent, so stop blaming me for unrighteousness. Diao Sikun is no longer so surprised when he sees his father's eyes, and smiles indifferently: "Father, the child is still young. The task of inheriting the Diao family needs to be completed by the child! The child is gone, even if the Diao family is temporarily saved, it will have to endure!"
Although Diao Wumao felt a little guilty in his heart, he still said: "You don't need to worry about this for your father. You have already made arrangements for your father. It's just that you have thought about it, even if your father doesn't let you carry this scapegoat. I can't live! Who set off the fire on the Wanhuatai? Who can help you with such a catastrophic disaster?"
"That kid is dead?"
Diao Wumao closed his eyes unbearably and nodded, but at this moment, his brows clenched. Diao Wumao never dreamed that this rebellious son would attack him when he felt guilty for him.
He looked up and saw that a dagger was close to his throat, and the other end of the dagger was held in his son's hand.
Diao Sikun no longer had the usual gentleness, and replaced him with a hideous look, but soon his hideous appearance froze on his face.
Diao Wumao, who was still ashamed just now, immediately lost his anger. He first suppressed his neck. This cold dagger gave him a lingering heart. Then he slapped the table and stood up and pointed at Diao Sikun. Nizi dare to kill his father?"
Diao Sikun was unmoved, but looked down at his body, because someone had stuck a sword behind him, and the tip of the sword had penetrated out of his chest, sprinkling the blood in his heart. On the table.
Diao Sikun slowly raised his head to look at his father, but he smiled and his mouth was full of blood, as if he was saying, "I didn't expect you to be the better one!"
Diao Wumao was also shocked. Before, he only saw the dagger in his son's hand and knew that he was going to kill his father, but he didn't see the long sword stuck in his son's back.
"Kun'er!" Diao Wumao rushed to support Diao Si Kun subconsciously.
In anger, he saw his son die in front of his own eyes. How could this father not feel heartache
At this time, Diao Sikun hadn't died yet. He moved his lips and seemed to want to take advantage of this last time to leave a few last words to himself, but the uncontrolled bloody night continued to breathe out of his mouth, taking his last The last words are all turned into blood blisters.
Diao Wumao couldn't care about the sadness, and quickly raised his head to look outside the door, only to see a man in black standing in the doorway with his hands standing in the doorway. He was about 30 years old and looked grim.
But for people with advanced martial arts, appearance represents underage.
Diao Wumao recognized the person only after a glance, and said in surprise, "Tian Chong!"
Tian Chong raised his hand and said, "Cry! You can cry for a while."
Diao Wumao asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
Tian Chong said with a cold face: "What do you mean? My father has ended up in a life and death in order to hug your family. My second brother has taken his life for this. My whole blood pool gate is more likely to be So it disappeared, what do you mean by me?"
Diao Wumao laughed when he heard this, and said, "You can't let your bloodtang family say these good things and bad things! Headmaster Tian promised to assassinate Wu Zheng for my Diao family, but he was charged a hundred thousand taels of silver. Collecting money to help people eliminate disasters, why I blamed the employer for my inadequacy without a knife?"
Diao Wumao put his son on the ground, then slowly stood up, not at all like an old man who had just lost his son. He looked at Tian Chong and said, "Let's talk! What did you think about running to my house in the middle of the night to kill my son? Kill me to avenge your father and second brother? Then you can kill me with that sword just now."
"Your lord is so sure that I won't kill you?"
Diao Wumao snorted and said: "When you bloody pond gate killed people, when were you used to talking nonsense with people? Then when you killed Wu Zheng, you didn't even meet him before he collapsed, so how could there be a chance? Was captured by Luan Nine Palaces? What do you think Luan Nine Palaces will do next to your father?"
Diao Wumao said this at this time, as if his son died, he also... (End of this chapter)