Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 940 Dad
This palm, although because of her doubts, did not use [-]% of its power.

However, even with only seven successes, it would definitely cause serious damage to Feng Dingchu who was already injured.

But he couldn't let go.

His true energy can help Chu Qianli stabilize his pulse and calm his breath. Once he lets go of his hand and use his skills to resist Chu Qianli's palm, the comfort he gave to Xiao Li'er will be in vain.

In the end, Feng Dingchu chose to close his eyes.

Ignoring her fatal blow to him.

His thin, pale lips parted slightly, and he read quietly: "All living beings are troubled, and troubles are all suffering..."

With a whoosh, the palm wind came oncoming.

But when it was about to hit him in the chest, it stopped suddenly.

Feng Dingchu still didn't open his eyes, he believed in Xiao Li'er, at this moment, he could only choose to believe.

"Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease..."

Chu Qianli frowned.

The hand was pressed on Feng Dingchu's chest, but the internal force in the palm had dissipated.

"Old books..."

"Little Li'er, follow me and say: what has form is born from formlessness, incapacity gives birth to being, and what is returns to nothing."

"All beings... are troubled..."

Chu Qianli's hands were trembling, her body was trembling slightly, and there was pain between her brows.

With the hand that was pressing Feng Dingchu's chest, the five fingers were gathered together, and slowly squeezed tightly, tightly.

She is still trying to follow him and recite the meditation mantra: "Afflictions...are suffering. Afflictions...neither arise nor die..."

Finally, she fell into his arms.

... When she woke up again, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and everything seemed to have passed.

Chu Qianli turned her head and looked at the man who was sitting cross-legged not far from her, practicing kung fu to heal his injuries.

dad……

I don't know why, but these two words are stuck in the depths of my throat.

My heart is sour.

She got up, sat in front of him, raised her head, just like that, looked at him quietly.

I watched it for a long time.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Dingchu's eyes still did not open, and the thin lips that were somewhat broken due to the injury lost a bit of the rosy luster of the past, but a bit more of the vicissitudes of nostalgia.

"Uncle Jiu, I hurt you again." Chu Qianli's words were not hypocritical, but genuinely guilty.

Every time he loses control of his qi, he either spends his energy to save himself, or he is accidentally injured.

"Just get used to it." Feng Dingchu was quite open-minded.

His practice is not over yet, he is just talking, although it is still as clear as water and a little hoarse, but Chu Qianli can tell that he is full of energy.

never mind.

She breathed a sigh of relief, still staring at his eyebrows and facial features.

Dad... Although he is very young, even though he looks like he is only in his mid-twenties.

But there was a soothing aura about him, like a very gentle elder.

Yes, let her feel at ease, give her warmth, and give her a sense of security like a big tree and a mountain.

How wonderful would it be if Uncle Jiu was her father?

"What does dad mean?" He asked suddenly.

Chu Qianli was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him stupidly.

How did he know what was on his mind?
Feng Dingchu finally put away his true energy, slowly opened his eyes, and stared back at her dirty little face: "When you were in a daze just now, you looked at me and called me several times, Dad."

Chu Qianli bit her lower lip and blinked: "Dad...that means daddy."

If she had a father, if her father was still alive, would he be as good-looking as Uncle Jiu?

No, Uncle Jiu knew her mother, Long Xiyue, and was also her mother's teacher's younger brother, so he must have met her back then.

her dad...

Chu Qianli hugged his arm, anxiously: "You and my mother... Long Xiyue! Have you..."

Could he really be her father?
(End of this chapter)