Above the Immortal Cultivation

After Song Fengyu mentioned his father, he was evasive and wanted to speak, but a trace of heavy and intense pain flashed in his eyes.

Wang Lu saw this and said seriously: "Brother Song, what happened to senior?"

Song Fengyu fell into silence for a moment, and after a few breaths, Wang Lu said with frightened words: "Dad's original command card has been broken into pieces, but his bones are still in the secret clan. He has always betrayed Li." He feels deeply guilty for leaving the Song family, but he has no regrets about leaving the secret clan and narrowly escaping death. However, I also want to bring his father's body back to my Song family for burial in the main temple of my Song family, so that he can return to his roots and return to his hometown. Hometown.”

"Woooooooooooo..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Fengyu hid his face and cried, not letting Wang Lu see his tears.

He is a man. His father once told him that men should not shed tears easily and should not shed tears under any circumstances.

Tears are deep pain from the heart. As long as you shed tears, your heart will be severely broken again and again, because it is the heart grieving and it is the blood and tears of the heart.

Wang Lu stood up in horror and looked at the sky in unimaginable way. The sun was so dazzling, but it could not pierce the sadness in his heart.

He still remembers the square-inch boots and purple-gold hammers that Senior Song gave him when he went to the Jiuyue Secret Realm. Without these two treasures, he would have died inside long ago, so why would he talk about it now?

Senior Song's roughness and cheerfulness have always been engraved in his mind.

He is a real tough guy who is upright and upright.

The sun is high in the sky, the sun is setting in the west, the stars are hanging in the sky, and the moon is moving westward.

The two men stood like stones for a day and a night. Song Fengyu recalled Song Mingtang's punches, kicks and love for him.

Wang Lu looked at the sky silently and accompanied Song Fengyu quietly. There is no resurrection after death, just as he often said that the past cannot be pursued, tomorrow cannot be sought, but the present is precious.

Song Fengyu wiped away his tears, returned to his normal expression, and consoled him: "Junior brother, there is no need to feel sad. Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. Dad died well. In order to save his mother, he regarded death as home and was willing to do so. ”

Wang Lu patted him on the shoulder and nodded: "For the one you love, I will go up to the mountains and into the sea of ​​fire at all costs. Senior is just like his name, open-minded and optimistic, with a straightforward nature. He has long expected that day to come. , still stride forward, without fear of life or death, Brother Song, you must express your condolences. The death of your senior has also set the best example for you and me. We should not hesitate to move forward in anything, and we should be straightforward. Only by doing can we transcend life and death and seek great freedom and freedom. Otherwise, we will be imprisoned in this cage of heaven and earth forever until we die in vain.”

"Junior brother said well, but I still have to continue what dad has left to do and rescue mom from the secret tribe. Tell mom that dad has never given up on finding her and saving her. Even if he dies, he will die on the way to save her. ”

"As a child, I must fulfill my filial piety, and as a son, I must stand upright, even if I have to shoulder a huge burden."

Song Fengyu looked in the direction of the Western Desert and said fearlessly and unswervingly.

Wang Lu clapped his hands and praised: "Well said, let us continue the path of our predecessors, just one battle."

Song Fengyu nodded heavily, stretched out his right hand, "Pah", the two high-fived, and it was settled.

He was so moved that Wang Lu agreed without even asking a question. The danger of this trip did not lie in the people, but in the various powerful formations.

Next, under Song Fengyu's detailed explanation, Wang Lu became more silent and uncomfortable as he listened, and his eyes turned red involuntarily.

Song Mingtang is the heir to the Song family, which ranks second among the ten most ancient families in the wild. He was so amazing that he met Song Fengyu's mother during his golden elixir training. He was immediately astonished. With his heroic character, he eagerly pursued her. .

At first, his mother didn't look at him at all, but his father was always willing to bend and bend. No matter how much his mother refused, he would just stalk him and never let him go.

His tenacity was such that he would not give up until he reached the Yellow River, and even when he reached the Yellow River, he turned the world upside down.

If you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back, and you will hit the south wall into pieces with your iron head skills.

Song Mingtang's tenacity of willpower and thick skin were unprecedented and unparalleled.

His mother was also a ruthless person. She tried every possible means to intimidate and lure her through all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, but she could not withstand Song Mingtang and Jin Gang's unstoppable infatuation.

She couldn't run away, and the fight was evenly matched. As time passed, she had no choice but to let Song Mingtang follow.

By chance, a beautiful young woman from the secret tribe came to the door. His mother was cruel and teamed up with her to almost send Song Mingtang to the West to obtain the scriptures.

So far out of the clutches of the devil.

However, what his mother didn't expect was that after Song Mingtang was seriously injured, the woman's unexpected backhand was a heavy sneak attack, and his mother was immediately dying and seriously injured.

But against all odds, at this moment, the extremely angry Song Mingtang burst out with unprecedented power, detonating a thunder bead containing one percent of the power of the thirty-six thunders, sky fire, and thunder, intending to die with the female cultivator.

Boom, the smoke dispersed.

Song Mingtang's life hangs on a thread. The woman who attacked was seriously injured, but she still had some ability to move.

Although Song Mingtang said that he was exhaling more and taking in less air, but seeing that the woman he loved was about to die, he just held in his last breath and crawled towards the woman step by step to stop her from continuing to commit murder.

Song Mingtang's seven holes spurted blood, his eyebrows were glaring with anger, and his livid face was like a green-faced fanged demon crawling out of hell. The short distance he crawled was covered in his blood.

"ah!"

He let out a ferocious roar, and the female cultivator was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a clang after having stood up.

Injured on top of injured, never to get up again.

Song Mingtang was cold and crazy, and he used all his strength to keep approaching her. However, it took him two hours to use his hands and feet to push and pull back the short distance of three meters.

When he crawled in front of the woman, he laughed inexplicably, bit the woman's neck, and let the woman struggle violently and beat him wildly, and he would not let go even if he died.

Her mother looked at Song Mingtang, who was dying but refused to let go, helplessly, with tears streaming down her face, and immediately fainted.

It was unknown how long it took, the woman did not move anymore, and Song Mingtang also fell in a pool of blood, but his teeth still cut deeply into the woman's neck.

One day passed, three days passed, his mother woke up quietly, relying on the trace of magic power that was automatically condensed, she took out a pill from the storage bag with difficulty.

The injury was extremely serious, but she recovered the strength to walk.

Limping to Song Mingtang, looking at the man in front of her who was desperate for her and even gave up his life, an unspeakable emotion condensed in her heart.

"Silly, really stupid, you are the stupidest fool in the world, you would rather die than let me live, but you are like this, without you as a burden, why can't I be happy, and I can't help crying, Song Mingtang, you get up, get up and tell me again that you love Liu Fangfei, you get up, get up, even if you can't speak, I will agree to you, promise to be your little wife..."

Liu Fangfei collapsed on the ground, and used all her strength to hug this man who only smiled at her into her arms, crying.

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