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Chapter 293 The Heavenly King Soars Thousands of Mountains and Destroys Thousands of Paths(2/2)

Shui Qinghui knew about the Nine Heavens Sect and the Thirty-three Earth Sect, but they were too far away. She had always thought that the Lanrang Sect was the sky and the earth. But today, she witnessed the most terrifying and unforgettable scene in her life. Even if she is in the future,

No matter how good your cultivation is, you will never forget this day for the rest of your life.

Because in her mind, the most powerful Blue Mountain Sect was defeated by three people as easily as porcelain.

She witnessed that the young man in black was like a god of death, his fists were almost invincible, killing many people. She saw the once-arrogant Wu Yu Wuzong struggling to death in anger and regret. In fact, that Xuan was so fragile.

.

Shui Qingban's previous world view suddenly collapsed one day. She was at a loss. She went from being the proud daughter of the Blue Mountain Sect and the hope for the future of the Blue Mountain Sect, to a person without any sect or sect in the blink of an eye.

Without the Blue Mountain Sect, where would she go?

"Come back to life." There was an old voice in her ears; her lost soul, her eyes that had never been focused, looked at Zhang Danshen's mouth, and suddenly screamed: "Don't, don't kill me! I don't want anything."

Know."

"Am I ugly?" Zuo Wuzhou is a person in the game. He is a standard party who does not know the truth.

"You, why don't you understand? I'm afraid she has never been anywhere except the Shui Family and the Blue Mountain Sect." Jun Wang was slightly annoyed, but there was also a hint of awe.

It’s really not the fault of Shui Qingban’s bravery. It’s actually Zuo Wuzhou’s concentration on the battle that was too tragic and violent. Talking about Shui Qinghui, even Jun Wang was secretly frightened. On the one hand, he is fierce and fierce, and on the other hand, he is focused and even enjoys the battle. It adds up to one

.It’s really chilling.

Shui Qingxuan cried loudly and was extremely frightened. She really had never been anywhere except the Shui family and the Blue Mountain Sect. When she was twelve years old in the Shui family, she was sent to the Blue Mountain Sect to practice. She seemed to be in her thirties.

He has cultivated as a Martial Lord at the age of 10. In fact, his experience is almost blank. In fact, no sect will let its talented disciples wander around before they have reached the level of cultivation. People like Zuo Wuzhou, who is less than forty years old, have already reached extremely high levels.

People with rich experiences are unique.

It was the Lanshan Sect that pampered her, the proud daughter of the day, and it was the Shui family's ugliness that was exaggerated and made her so arrogant and vicious.

Jun Wang said a few words of comfort. Shui Qingban suppressed his crying and looked timidly: "I, I want to go home."

Zuo Wuzhou's voice was light: "There is no Shui family anymore. You have no family for a long time."

Shui Qingxuan was stunned, and understood what he meant. His face was twisted in horror, and he screamed and fell to his knees: "You murderer, you killed grandma, great-grandfather and the others."

Zuo Wuzhou raised his hand slightly, and Qingban screamed and flew out. He stopped crying and was extremely frightened. Zuo Wuzhou condensed his evil energy and said word by word: "I want you to remember that you only have one relative, and that is

Your dad."

Jun Wang and the other three were all shocked, and Qiu Qidao was furious: "How dare you attack such a little girl? How could you be so vicious!"

Zuo Wuzhou ignored him and looked at the trembling Shui Qingwei indifferently: "Remember, the Shui family killed your grandfather. Killed your mother and your father. The Shui family is your enemy.

It doesn't matter if you can't remember. I will use my method to correct you."

"Your father is an upright man. He is my good friend and my brother. I promise your father to treat you as his own daughter and accept you as his disciple. From today on, call me uncle or master. It's up to you.

.”

The cold gaze made Qiuban’s whole body feel ripe.

Qiu Qidao was furious: "You are really a bad person."

Jun Wang flicked his sleeves to stop what he was saying, and said: "Beidou Martial Saint, Miss Bu needs to change. Wuzhou teaches like this, she has her own sense of proportion."

Qiu Qidao thought of Shui Qinghui's arrogance and cruelty, and extinguished his anger.

Shui Qingbai was spinning, thinking about it over and over again. Suddenly he felt that the world was so big, but he had become a wandering man, and he burst into tears for a while.

Zuo Wuzhou ignored her and looked back: "Beidou, you and I are not the same person. I don't need you to agree with my actions. I'll take care of what you think and do on weekdays. When I need you, you must obey.

.Obey or die.”

Qiu Qidao's heart trembled, and he was forced to take half a step back by this formidable gaze, and snorted coldly: "I'll talk to you again after I get my revenge."

You forget that there is a strange color in your beautiful eyes.

Zuo Wuzhou turned around and looked coldly: "Shui Qinghui, this is not your real name. Your father's surname is Feng, and his name is Feng Qi. He also changed his name to Dao Qi. Your real surname is Feng, and your name is Xiaocao. From today on, you will be pregnant.

Duplicate name, Feng Xiaocao"

Shui Qingbai knew it was hard to escape, sobbed and hummed: "This name doesn't sound good at all."

After finishing his words, he was still in severe pain. Zuo Wuzhou retracted his hand and said coldly: "Remember, your father gave you the name, not just to sound good. No matter how unpleasant the name is, it was given by your father."

Many days later. On top of ice and snow.

Zuo Wuzhou and Jun Wang stood there and felt extremely sad. Zuo Wuzhou had ordered Qiu Qidao to send Fa Changqing back, and he and Jun Wang returned to this place.

The hastily built tomb is here, and the tombstone is made of jade. Feng Xiaocao looked at the tombstone in a daze, and was kicked by Zuo Wuzhou until he knelt down: "He is your father, kneel down and worship him!"

Returning here is precisely to fulfill Dao Qi's wish. Zuo Wuzhou held up three incense sticks, bowed several times, inserted the incense, and felt sad in his heart: "Brother Qi, today I will bring your daughter Feng Xiaocao here

I’ve met you. I’ve fulfilled half of your wish, brother.”

Feng Xiaocao knelt in front of the tomb in confusion. He didn't know what was going on.

Zuo Wuzhou calmly recounted Dao Qi's past. After talking about it, he felt sad and blamed himself. If he had cared more about Dao Qi back then, perhaps he wouldn't be what he is today.

Feng Xiaocao's mind was buzzing. She was brought to the True Soul Heaven. She was four years old and could remember almost nothing. But this description vaguely evoked her memory, and she remembered the pair of people who hugged her and made her laugh.

His big hands are rough and strong, but gentle.

Just like Dao Qi, he is cold but has a hot heart.

The Shui family has always told her that her father died when she was a child. But at this time, the Shui family's lies were crumbling under the truth. It was the Shui family who killed her grandfather and her parents, and took her away from her parents for several years.

ten years.

He glanced at Feng Xiaocao, who was kneeling in front of the tomb and crying loudly, showing that his true nature has not been lost. Zuo Wuzhou's eyes turned red: "Brother Qi, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Xiaocao for you."

Leaning on the tombstone, Zuo Wuzhou said sadly: "Seventh brother, I am stupid, I don't know what your intentions are. Do you want Xiaocao to become an earth-shattering strong man, or do you want Xiaocao to go smoothly and live a long life? No matter what your intentions are, I regard Xiaocao as

"The grass that grows for oneself will ensure that the grass will be safe throughout its life."

Zuo Wuzhou said in a deep voice: Xiaocao has many problems, and I want to correct them. Brother Qi, please don’t blame me for being cruel."

Feng Xiaocao cried bitterly, not sure who he was crying for. Or maybe he was crying for the misery in the future.
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