Douluo: Ice and Fire Douluo

Chapter 159
The room was very quiet.

There was only the sound of crackling and heavy breathing.

Nie Pojun stood sideways in front of Nie Kuangdao, his legs were tightly clamped, his body was tense, his eyes were closed, and his entire face was tangled up.

He didn't dare to use his soul power to resist, because that would lead to more violent attacks.

After so many years, I finally felt this feeling again.

long time no see...

Nie Pojun's expression seemed to be enjoying himself, but then he quickly put it away. If Nie Kuangdao found out, he would probably be in a worse situation.

Nie Kuangdao smiled and took three hundred blows before he stopped.

Nie Pojun covered his butt with a look of grievance, and was beaten up by his father as soon as they met. Who should he talk to about his suffering?

"Sit down." Nie Kuangdao said.

At this moment, Nie Pojun's butt was in severe pain, how dare he sit down immediately, and quickly circulated his soul power to heal the pain on his body.

"Father, I can just stand." He squeezed out a smile, which was uglier than crying.

Nie Kuangdao looked at Shui Bing'er, waved his hand, and smiled kindly: "Come on, kid, let me see."

"Grandpa Zeng." Shui Bing'er came up and called obediently.

In her eyes, Nie Kuangdao has become very kind, and has completely lost the majesty of enforcing the family law just now.

Her big eyes were full of curiosity, what kind of person was this great grandfather?

Nie Kuangdao looked at Shui Bing'er, who was slim, dressed in white and looked like a fairy, and nodded very satisfied.

"Yes, what a good boy, come, sit down beside me."

"Okay great grandpa."

Shui Bing'er obediently walked to Nie Kuangdao's side and sat down.

Seeing this scene, Nie Pojun suddenly felt like crying, and his nose felt a little sore.

Why is the treatment of people and people so great!
For the first time in so many years, he had doubts about his own life experience.

Is he his own? Tears...

After a few minutes, Nie Pojun finally mustered up his courage again, "Father, why did you hit me?"

Nie Kuangdao glanced at Nie Pojun, and said: "Don't worry, I will let you understand later, and I promise to convince you."

What is the reason?
Nie Pojun was very distressed at this time, he really didn't know what he did wrong, why the old father gave him three hundred sticks as soon as he saw him.

At this moment, Nie Yun poked his head in from the yard, and suddenly saw Nie Pojun standing there with his hands on his buttocks, with a look of grievance on his face.

Sure enough, the fight was over, Nie Yun heaved a sigh of relief.

"You kid, what are you doing looking out there? Come in for me." Nie Kuangdao suddenly shouted.

Nie Yun scratched his head, giggled, and walked in from the courtyard gate.

"It's you!"

"How could it be you?"

Shui Bing'er and Nie Pojun shouted at the same time, with expressions of disbelief.

They just said goodbye to Nie Yun, why did they see each other again now?

Nie Yun walked into the room and was about to speak when Nie Pojun pulled him over.

With a look of excitement on Nie Pojun's face, he pulled Nie Yun and said excitedly: "Father, happy event, great happy event, I recruited a peerless genius for our Nie family. This is the boy, with twin martial souls, the first The soul ring has reached 700 years, and the second soul ring has reached the millennium level."

"Come on, boy, this is your ancestor. According to your seniority, you should call him Grandpa Great. Call him Grandpa Great."

Nie Pojun pushed Nie Yun in front of Nie Kuangdao.

At this time, his face was full of red, and he was waiting for his father's praise. It was definitely a great achievement to recruit such a talented person for the Nie family.

"Are you back?" Nie Kuangdao looked at Nie Yun and asked.

Nie Yun nodded, "Old Ancestor, I'm back."

Nie Pojun's smug smile gradually disappeared, and doubts crept up his face.

"You... know each other?"

"It's more than acquaintance." Nie Kuangdao sneered, and pulled Nie Yun to sit on the other side of him.

"The reason why I hit you just now is because of him."

Nie Kuangdao looked at Nie Yun and said, "I've already vented your anger on you just now. This idiot has already paid the price for his stupidity. You are not satisfied with it. If you are not satisfied, I will beat him up again."

Nie Yun smiled awkwardly, and quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay." He didn't expect Nie Kuangdao to tell him so quickly.

At this time, Nie Pojun's old face was extremely exciting, full of shock, doubt, and grievance.

He was beaten up when he reunited with his old father again, and it turned out to be because of this kid, Nie Yun.

"Father, tell me, why?" He finally couldn't help asking.

"You release the martial spirit." Nie Kuangdao said to Nie Yun.

Nie Yun naturally knew which martial soul Nie Kuang Dao was referring to, and immediately summoned the Kuang Dao martial soul with a thought.

The snow-white, ferocious broadsword with a deep cold air appeared in front of Nie Pojun, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.

The martial soul in front of him is definitely the martial soul of their Nie family. Although the appearance seems to be more domineering, but that kind of aura, and the feeling that it comes from inheritance, he will never admit it wrong.

"Why do you have the martial soul of our Nie family? Aren't you a lotus martial soul and an unknown beast martial soul?" Nie Pojun was shocked, even a little confused.

Nie Yun felt a little embarrassed, "I hid it from you before, my second martial soul is not some beast martial soul, but this crazy sword martial soul."

Nie Pojun suddenly became agitated, grabbed Nie Yun's shoulder, and hurriedly asked, "Son, tell me, are you Feng'er's son? Is your father's name Nie Feng?"

Nie Feng was the only one who ran away from home in the Nie family for so many years. Nie Yun was a child left behind by the Nie family, so it must have been left behind by Nie Feng over the years.

In fact, Nie Pojun already had the answer in his heart, and he asked this question just to see Nie Yun confirm it himself.

Nie Yun nodded silently.

Nie Pojun showed joy on his face, "Tell grandpa, where is your father? I have traveled almost all over the mainland in the past few years, but I haven't found him."

Nie Yun said in a low voice, "My father...is dead!"

"died!"

Horror appeared in Nie Pojun's eyes, and he slumped down on the chair, a little embarrassed.

"My child, my Feng'er, is dead!" He murmured in despair, his voice trembling a little.

That was his favorite young son, he never thought that when he left, it would be a farewell to heaven and man forever.

Even though he had guessed this result all these years, the confirmation at this moment still caused him a huge blow, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

How can any parent in the world be able to bear the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person?

At this moment, Nie Pojun was already in tears, crying like a child.

At this moment, this strong old man suddenly aged a lot.

Nie Yun had also been infected by Nie Pojun's sadness, and couldn't help but shed tears.

On the other side, Shui Bing'er had already burst into tears, and her delicate body was sobbing non-stop.

The uncle who loved her the most had died.

Ever since she could remember, this uncle was the one who played with her the most.

Shui Bing'er vaguely saw the pictures of the past through her tearful eyes.

A handsome young man held up a little girl and kept spinning in circles. The little girl laughed like silver bells.

The young man's beard stuck on the little girl's face, making the little girl giggle.

Shui Bing'er touched her cheek, the feeling was still very clear.

However, she knew that all of this had passed, and that person could never come back.

(End of this chapter)