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Chapter 809 The Birth of the God of War
bang bang.

As soon as Yue Aotian finished speaking, a Taiji seal fell on his head, killing him into a scum.

A new god of war is born.

But the price of this god of war is too high, Xia Jian sacrificed his father.

Xia Jian put away the murderous aura all over his body, came to Xia Qingtian's body, hugged Xia Qingtian, heartbroken, and cried like a child.

He just hugged his father's body alone for an hour, two hours, three hours, until it was dark at night, and he still hadn't left...

Everyone has left, and at night, he is the only one who is still weeping.

It was hard for him to accept that his father, the only blood relative in this world, was separated from him like this.

After more than 20 years of parting, we only met for less than a month, and left like this again.

At this time, a gentle footstep came towards Xia Jian slowly.

Xia Jian heard the voice, raised his head, and saw Hai Yingan standing in front of Xia Jian with a gloomy face.

"Master, why didn't you save father?" Xia Jian complained.

Hai Yinqian also had tears in his eyes, but the tears didn't fall, he raised his head and sighed: "It's all predestined."

"No, if you take action, father will not die."

Hai Yin shook his head dryly: "All of this is predestined. Only Xia Qingtian's death can stimulate the potential of your body and make you a real strong man. This was preordained 20 years ago. Even if I You may not be able to beat Yue Aotian if you take a shot, in the end you can only save yourself."

Only then did Xia Jian understand that Hai Yinqian had already settled everything, so he didn't make a move.

"It's all over, and it's time for us to go back."

At this time, three more people appeared behind Xia Jian, and Xia Jian felt a big hand pressing down on his shoulder, giving him warmth.

Xia Jian turned around and saw three members of Murong's family.

"uncle!"

Murong Xue was also injured a little bit, and spoke a little slowly: "Xia Jian, you are amazing, your father is a spirit in the sky, and will be proud of you."

"Brother Xia, you are the best. I can rest assured that my sister TOEFL will give you." Murongyan said.

Murong Nanxi looked at Xia Jian with teary eyes, she was also very sad: "Xia Jian, seeing you sad, I am also very sad, but people cannot be resurrected after death, you must cheer up."

Seeing that there are still so many people caring about him, Xia Jian felt relieved and nodded, "It's over, and I'm going back to Zhenhai."

Murong Nanxi said: "Xia Jian, you promised me to take me back to the city."

Xia Jian finally had a smile, and said "Yes" to Murong Nanxi.

Murong Xue patted Xia Jian's shoulder and said, "My daughter is entrusted to you, and you must make her happy in the future."

Xia Jian said sincerely: "Uncle, don't worry, I will."

After Murong Nanxi bid farewell to his elder brother and father, Xia Jian and Nanxi stayed at the old place for the night.

The next morning, Xia Jian, Nan Xi, and Hai Yingan arrived at the Kunlun Mountain Pass, and the helicopter had already arrived and was waiting for them.

"Apprentice, you and Nan Xi should go back first, I'd better go back to my Qingfeng Temple." Hai Yin said dryly.

Xia Jian was a little bit reluctant, "Master, why don't you come and live with me for a while, and let me respect and respect you, old man."

Hai Yin shook his head dryly: "I'm used to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and I will show up when I should."

After finishing speaking, Hai Yinqian sighed, "But it seems that my presence doesn't have much effect, now your martial arts are already above mine."

"Master, no matter what, you will always be my master."

Hai Yinqian looked at Xia Jiandao seriously: "I know you will have this day. I knew it when you were a baby. But..."

Having said this, Hai Yingan hesitated to speak.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xia Jian asked.

Hai Yin laughed dryly: "It's nothing, you should hurry up and get on the plane."

After Xia Jian and Hai Yinqian embraced, they boarded the plane with their father's body in their hands, and Murong Nanxi followed.

When Xia Jian returned to Zhenhai, the first thing he did was to go to the funeral home with Murong Nanxi to cremate his father's body and put the ashes in an urn.

This urn was carefully selected by Xia Jian and cost more than 100 million. It is a pure jade urn.

His father is dead, and this is the only thing he can do for his father.

He returned to Lin Muxue's villa with the urn in his hands, but Murong Nanxi did not follow.

Qiuzhen opened the door and was a little excited when she saw Xia Jian, but when she saw the urn in his hand, her expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Xia Jian, who is this?"

"My father."

Then, Wang Ma and Xuanxuan also heard the movement and ran over, seeing the urn in Xia Jian's hand, they were both a little sad.

After Lin Muxue came back from get off work, she also learned the news of Xia Jian's father's death. She should have been happy that Xia Jian was alive, but because of Xia Jian's father's death, the family was haunted by a kind of sadness throughout the night.

Neither Lin Muxue nor Qiuzhen had much communication with Xia Jian.

Xia Jian held a funeral for his father. Many people came to the funeral, but he didn't notify any of Sword Soul's subordinates. He knew that they must be on the battlefield at this moment.

Xia Jian kept mourning for his father for three days and three nights, Lin Muxue came to persuade Xia Jian not to be too tired, but Xia Jian didn't listen, he knew that this was the only thing he could do for his father.

After the funeral, Xia Jian slept on the bed for several days, his will was very depressed, sometimes he did not eat or drink all day and night, and his whole body was immersed in sadness.

After Lin Muxue returned home, she first asked Wang Ma, "How is Xia Jian? Has he eaten?"

Wang Ma shook her head, "Young master won't eat, even if I knock on the door."

"Give me something."

Lin Muxue took the plate, walked up the stairs, and knocked twice on Xia Jian's door.

"I told you, I won't eat!" A stern voice came from inside.

"It's me." After Lin Muxue replied, she pushed open the door.

"Honey, stop talking, I don't want to eat." Xia Jian turned his face away, facing the wall.

"Then I'll peel an apple for you to eat." Lin Muxue's voice was full of tenderness, not at all like the ice beauty before.

Xia Jian didn't ring, Lin Muxue brought up an apple by herself, and began to peel the apple in front of Xia Jian.

Lin Muxue peeled the apple skin into sections, none of which were connected.

Seeing Lin Muxue's clumsy apple-peeling skills, Xia Jian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When Lin Muxue saw Xia Jian smiling, her goal was achieved.

"You know how to peel an apple, then you can peel it for me."

Lin Muxue said this on purpose, she knew that if she wanted to get rid of her sadness, she had to divert his attention.

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