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Chapter 119 "Son, Dad is suffering!" (Please subscribe)
"It's raining heavily today, it's a good time to kill people!"

In an instant, the entire world was filled with murderous intent!
The moment Zhou Yi raised his hand, a chill spread in the air in the blink of an eye, and the raindrops falling from the void were forcibly fixed in the air in a trance.

It turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, icy and bone-chilling, full of murderous intent!
"you dare!"

Murong Fu's eyes widened, and he immediately pinched Zhou Li's throat hard, causing it to creak.

"Go on, kill him!"

With a roar, soldiers from all directions surrounded him, and along with the Western Region divine soldiers surrounding Murong Fu, they rushed forward in an instant.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be terrified and extremely frightened in such a situation.

But, the one facing this scene at this moment is Zhou Yi!

Zhou Yi suddenly looked up and his eyes met Murong Fu's for an instant.

He whispered, "Soul-stealing!"

Although his father didn't look seriously injured, his injuries were actually quite serious.

In this battle, one man defeated ten thousand troops. His god-like operation shocked all the soldiers.

"Alas, I don't know if it's fate, but I'm unlucky to have someone like you who would betray his son."

"It's basically impossible to recover from an injury like this."

Zhou Yi walked towards Zhou Li step by step, squatted down, and looked at this man who was familiar yet strange and brought a touch of warmth to him.

To be honest, this father was pretty good to me, the only thing he did was to cheat his son.

……

He slowly exhaled a breath and felt that Zhou Li's breath had not yet dissipated. He touched his throat and found that his larynx was just cracked but not broken.

Murong Fu nodded mechanically and shouted hoarsely, "Everyone return to the tent!"

Putting aside the wound Murong Fu had just inflicted, his internal injuries were also quite serious.

"Yes."

The silver needle was suspended, and the body of the Western Region Divine Weapon began to be like wind and sand, blown away by the strong wind and completely disappeared on the spot.

Suddenly, Murong Fu felt a buzzing in his head. The next moment, a mysterious force continued to erode his will. Finally, he seemed to fall into the abyss and died.

They had seen the killing of enemies on the battlefield, no matter how brutal the battles were, but they were armies fighting in a melee, not armies surrounding one person.

It is estimated that after the news from Western Xia spread, Murong Fu imprisoned Zhou Li.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Yi and said hoarsely: "Son..."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least I wasn't dead!
Holding Zhou Li, he stood up and looked around. There were at least hundreds of corpses on the ground, and the entire ground was soaked with blood and rain water.

With a light sigh, his magic power continued to repair the damage to his internal organs, meridians, and five internal organs.

Inside the tent, Zhou Yi looked at the unconscious Zhou Li with a complicated expression on his face.

Whizzing……

"let go."

Blood, rain, and sand mixed together, and terrified roars and endless fear began to permeate the entire military camp!
He raised his hand and the power of heaven and earth around him was shaken. The Western Region divine soldiers that were running around stopped in an instant, and the silver needles behind their heads were forced out.

As Zhou Yi's voice sounded, Murong Fu indeed let go, and Zhou Li fell to the ground.

At this moment, anger suddenly rose in Zhou Yi's chest, and he was burning with rage!

The injuries in Zhou Li's body were somewhat beyond Zhou Yi's expectations. His liver was severely damaged, and his tendons and bones were worn and cracked. The flesh injuries were minor.

At this moment, Murong Fu's order was no less than the sound of immortals to ordinary soldiers. They evacuated the venue and returned to their tents, fearing that Murong Fu would go back on his word.

My head sank and I fainted!

At the same time, a few drops of blood suddenly dripped from Zhou Yi's fingertips and were instantly swallowed by Zhou Li.

Finally it fell on Murong Fu who was under control.

But now, the existence of Zhou Yi is really scary.

In the process, injuries are inevitable.

"Cough cough..."

"Fortunately it's a chronic poison..."

A dark blue line suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then under the operation of magic power, the poison was extracted bit by bit.

In a trance, the raindrops within a hundred feet of the void turned into swords, and in the blink of an eye turned into countless deadly whistling sounds.

He covered his neck and kept coughing, and traces of blood were coughed out.

With a light sigh, Zhou Yi was a little conflicted about whether to use the method of bringing back the dead tree to life or not.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi frowned: "Poisoning?"

"Send them all back to their tents."

He reached out to touch it, but then pulled his hand back.

He put his hand on Zhou Li's shoulder, and the magic power in his body surged out and instantly penetrated into Zhou Li's body.

The injuries were mainly to the internal organs and meridians, which made Zhou Yi hesitate to act rashly.

His vitality was originally weak, and even if he survived by relying on his own cultivation, he would be paralyzed and his life span would be greatly reduced.

Although his own blood can detoxify, the injuries caused by chronic poisons in the body cannot be cured at all.

The best outcome might be living in bed for two years and finally dying on the sickbed.

However, by using the method of bringing dead wood back to life, recovery from such injuries will not be a problem.

The key is whether Zhou Li can live long enough to recover from his injuries.

Even if we return to the capital from here and ask Huang Shang for help, I'm afraid it won't be of much use.

The road is so bumpy, I’m afraid I’ll die on the way.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yi whispered, "Old man."

"You are seriously injured. Your son has no choice but to give it a try."

"But the consequences may be quite serious."

"I hope you can hold on. My son has someone he loves and knows by his side, but they are not married yet."

"As an elder, if you are absent..."

"Well, it's best if you wake up and live well, otherwise I won't be responsible for the continuation of the Zhou family in the future."

After talking to himself for a few sentences, Zhou Yi even laughed as he spoke.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly have so much to say."

Taking a deep breath, looking at Zhou Li who was breathing weakly at the moment, Zhou Yi said seriously: "Remember, hold on!"

After withdrawing his magic power, Zhou Yi closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment, then opened his eyes again.

With a gleam in his eyes, his magic power instantly turned into a huge protective shield, wrapping Zhou Li inside. At the same time, the spiritual power of the world within a hundred meters was instantly mobilized.

A strong wind inevitably blew up throughout the camp, causing the flags to flutter.

"Spring comes out of dead wood!"

With a low murmur, the spiritual power of heaven and earth and magic power instantly poured into Zhou Li's body.

At the same time, when the dead tree came back to life technique was performed, a force suddenly emerged in Zhou Li's body and began to spread throughout his body.

Repairing Zhou Li's body bit by bit.

Time passed slowly and cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yi's forehead. At this moment, he was using all his strength to perform the method of reviving dead wood to reduce the consumption of his lifespan as much as possible.

As long as the internal organs are repaired and the fracture in the neck is repaired.

He would instantly stop using this method, which would not only preserve his energy and recover, but also reduce the consumption of Zhou Li's lifespan.

Therefore, the consumption of Zhou Yi's spiritual power was extremely huge.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Yi felt the critical point and instantly withdrew his magic power. At the same time, the effect of Taoism began to disappear.

As Zhou Li slowly fell down, his aura indeed became stronger.

But his head full of black hair had completely turned into silver threads.

"call……"

After exhaling a breath of exhaust air, Zhou Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling somewhat nervous.

This hair is turning white so fast!

Moreover, it is completely white!
Zhou Li seemed to be fine at the moment, but Zhou Yi was not sure how much of his lifespan had been consumed.

Don't die just after you save him...

He watched nervously as Zhou Li's breathing gradually calmed down and his pulse beat stronger.

After feeding Zhou Li some water, he waited in the tent for Zhou Li to wake up.

Time passed, and it was night in a blink of an eye. It was cold in the northwest, and Zhou Yi asked people to light a charcoal fire.

At this moment, Murong Fu was standing in front of Zhou Yi in the room like a puppet.

"Tell me, should I kill you or keep you for the time being?" Zhou Yi's face was a little cold. Killing Murong Fu at this moment would indeed be a great relief to everyone!

But all the previous plans were in vain, his father's injury was in vain, and Zhao Xu's preparations were also in vain.

The acting leader of this team is still Murong Fu. As long as he is not dead, the flag will not fall.

After all, although Xixia seems to be in chaos now, in fact not much has changed. Xixia will not be in chaos until the war breaks out.

What's more, although Li Qiu Shui agreed to kill members of the Western Xia royal family.

But Zhou Yi was not completely reassured. The death of the royal family would only cause chaos for a while. Those large tribes were fully capable of stabilizing Western Xia in a short period of time.

Therefore, Murong Fu's role during this period was very important. He was the beginning and also a thorn.

"Half a year, at most half a year."

With a cold snort, Zhou Yi looked at Murong Fu and said, "Go, integrate the army, rush to the royal city, and take the initiative to attack!"

"promise!"

Now, Murong Fu can only take the first step to open the curtain of this national war.

Murong Fu was very powerful, and soon the whole military camp became noisy.

"Cough cough..."

"Yi'er."

Zhou Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yi beside him. He wanted to reach out and grab him, but his body was unable to support itself.

"Old man, wake up."

"I am not dreaming, Yi'er..."

Zhou Yi heaved a sigh of relief, but a sullen expression appeared on his face: “I’m not dreaming!”

"well."

Zhou Yi grabbed Zhou Li's hand and sighed, "Are you being obedient now?"

"I'm afraid it will take at least two months for these injuries to fully heal."

Zhou Li smiled guiltily and looked at Zhou Yi, his eyes full of regret.

"Alas, Dad should have listened to you at the beginning. He had to get involved with Murong Fu. I regret it now."

"Son, Daddy is suffering!"

"You don't know what kind of life Dad has been living in this bitter cold place for the past six months."

"Every day when I look up, I either see the yellow sand all over the sky or face the idiot Murong Fu. It's not as comfortable as the life I had in Suzhou."

"As long as you know."

Zhou Yi glanced at Zhou Li, stood up and said, "Take good care of yourself. When you feel better in a few days, I will arrange for someone to send you back to Song Dynasty."

"son……"

Zhou Li hesitated to speak, looking at Zhou Yi with a flickering look in his eyes.

"Say!"

"Son, if I'm not mistaken, before I fell into a coma, your ability to control the wind and rain in the sky..."

Zhou Yi frowned: "Why, what do you want to ask?"

"You, have really become an immortal as the rumors say?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi said unhappily: "Becoming an immortal?"

"If your son had become an immortal, I guarantee you would be alive and kicking now!"

"Stop thinking about nonsense and take good care of your injuries!"

"What about Murong Fu?"

"I have controlled it. The civil unrest in Xixia needs to be stirred up so that the Song Dynasty will have a chance to send troops in."

"Son, since Murong Fu is under your control, then you also control the tens of thousands of troops he controls, as well as the thousands of Western Regions divine soldiers who are not afraid of pain or death?"

When he said this, Zhou Li's eyes flickered and his face became more uplifted.

After hearing this, how could Zhou Yi not understand what this cheap father was thinking? He crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Zhou Li calmly.

"So, what do you want to say?"

"Son, we now have tens of thousands of troops at our disposal, and we also have the Western Regions' divine soldiers who can defeat ten of our enemies with one."

"Taking advantage of the chaos in Western Xia, the Song Dynasty planned to march into Western Xia and conquer it."

"But the Liao Dynasty will definitely not sit idly by and watch the Song Dynasty act, so Dad thought that if we take this opportunity, we can make some plans."

"I can't say how big a foundation we can build, but it won't be a problem to take over a few prefectures in Xixia."

"Besides, we have your powerful son. If you assassinate us, no one can stop you. Therefore, we have someone in our hands now, and you are the best deterrent in the world. I believe that Zhao Xu and Yelu Hongji will not dare to move."

"It's not like the Zhou family doesn't have a chance to establish a regime..."

At this moment, Zhou Li had a dreamy look on his face, but he didn't care that Zhou Yi's complexion was getting worse.

With a gloomy face, Zhou Yi looked at his father calmly.

Only now did he see clearly that this old man seemed to only care about so-called power?
The situation has gotten so bad that they are still thinking about getting a piece of the pie from several countries.

"Old man, let me ask you one question, how did you come up with such a thought?"

"Back in Suzhou, I tried to persuade you in every way possible, but you just wouldn't listen, which led to your son being hunted down and assassinated time and again."

"If I hadn't learned some Kung Fu, I would have almost died in Murong's house."

"Moreover, you actually predicted that I would inform on you and that I would be highly valued by the government."

"Is it true that from the very beginning, you have been using your son as a pawn?"

As he said that, Zhou Yi sat down and looked into Zhou Li's eyes.

"Before, I just thought you simply wanted to help the Zhou family move to a higher level, but now it seems that is not the case."

"Today's Zhou family, I, Zhou Yi, the loyal and brave Earl of the Song Dynasty, will seek the credit of Xixia this time, and even the Liao Dynasty, Tubo, and so on in the future."

"Let alone becoming a king, it shouldn't be a problem to become a duke, right?"

"Leaving aside the Zhao family, I can lead the Zhou family to become the first family under the Zhao family. Does this count as a step up?"

"Your son has achieved what you asked for, and the Zhou family has taken a step further."

"But you're still not satisfied. When did you become so ambitious?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I don't want to argue with you, but I'll tell you one thing."

"I won't do what you want to do. If you want to go back to Song Dynasty with me, then go back with me and live honestly in Chengyuan from now on."

"If you have other thoughts, I have nothing to say. Just stay in the North for the rest of your life."

"I, Zhou Yi, am now the head of the Zhou family. The moment you left Suzhou, you were just the traitor Zhou Li!"

At this moment, the guilt and respect he had for Zhou Li completely disappeared.

This Zhou Li is acting completely for his own ambition. Originally, he could be praised for being smart.

Know things like a god!

But now, Zhou Yi just felt that this old man was blinded by greed!
Perhaps, from the beginning, he did not care about his own life or death. Otherwise, when the Murong family was chasing him, why did he still give advice and follow the Murong family to leave?
I still want to live by borrowing skin...

Everything is just an excuse.

Zhou Li stared at Zhou Yi with a frown on his face, a hint of anger rising on his face.

"I am your father!"

"If the Zhou family can establish imperial power, you will be the future emperor!"

"Sitting on the mountains and rivers, overlooking all living things, enjoying endless wealth and splendor!"

"You fought for the Song Dynasty and risked your life, so what if you were crowned a king?"

"That's still below his Zhao family, inferior to them!"

Zhou Yi stared at Zhou Li's face and suddenly sneered: "Go and dream about your Spring and Autumn period!"

"It's ridiculous to talk about your ambitions in such a high-sounding way!"

"Secondly, do you overestimate yourself?"

"In the past six months, you have been following Murong Fu's advice. Do you think you have handled the affairs of Xiliang Prefecture well?"

"One more thing, I told you, I am now the head of the Zhou family!"

"If you continue to dream of a great future, then you will have to spend the rest of your life in the North. Your name will no longer be on the Zhou family tree!"

"You are not my Zhou Yi's father either!"

"Rebel!"

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