Reverend Insanity

Fang Yuan wiped the tears from the extreme right, and the tone eased like a spring breeze: "Cry what, you are the son of my wolf king, you can only bleed, you can't cry."

A "son" made Changji’s right heart tremble, as if he had suffered an electric shock.

Huge joy, like a tsunami, swept the very right heart: "My father finally admitted that I am his son. He called me personally!!!"

In recent days, the grievances accumulated in his heart, the pressures he bears, the anger and shame of his savings, and the sadness of the death of his righteous father have all been greatly dispelled at this moment.

He couldn't help but cry, but Fang Yuan's words were still in his ears. He endured hardship, his face was distorted, his lips were bitten, but tears continued to emerge.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call "Father", but he didn't dare. He could only apologize and sobbed: "I'm sorry, sorry..."

Fang Yuan patted his shoulder and said: "Do you know what your biggest deficiency is?"

Always very right.

Fang Yuan said with a positive tone, and then said: "Your biggest shortcoming is that you are not strong enough."

"Not strong enough?" Chang Ji right stopped sobbing, staring at the stalwart figure in front of his eyes.

"Here is the gold relic, enough for you to climb the peak of four turns. And Amethyst relics, you can make a leaps and bounds on the five turns." Fang Yuan took out two relics, stuffed to the extreme right.

Chang Ji right to stay in a hurry, and immediately grateful gratitude, filled his heart.

"This, this is the father's love! How many poets praise the father's love is as heavy as the mountains, deep as the sea... I am today. Finally I feel it!"

"Father..." Changji rightly whimpers, looking at Fangyuan, and bowing down again.

"The eagle is not tempered by the wind and frost. The wings will not become as hard as iron. The young horse will not run like a wind without falling. The things of the home, I have heard the report, but I will not Tube. Become stronger, accept such tempering, take over the tribe, and erect prestige. This is what you have to do. I will watch you behind the scenes." Fang Yuandao.

"Fathers, children, children, and children..." was so much concerned by "the biological father." Since this is often extremely excited, it gives him a fearful feeling.

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "I know your concerns. Is it worried that the qualifications are insufficient and it is difficult to break through to five turns? It doesn't matter, then I can't help but improve your qualifications. And I will also teach you a set of powerful killings. Absolutely! This is the father’s housekeeping skills, even when the court is in the final battle, it only uses 30% of the power."

"Ah?" Changji right can't help but open his mouth and surprise.

The father can actually have the means to improve his qualifications, and he will also teach him to kill!

This set of force killing tricks is the means that the father used in the final battle with the Ma family. It’s just playing 30% power! !

"Father, it is my biological father. Although Chang Yi’s father is also very kind to me, but compared with his biological father. It is nothing. This is the deepest blood in the blood. Father, he wants I have cultivated me!" After the horror. Chang Ji’s right heart is a much more joyful joy.

"Next, I will give you the qualifications. Relax your spirit and calm your mood. Sleep, sleep, sleep well first." Fangyuan's voice is gentle and gentle, and the secret is to promote hypnosis.

Chang Ji’s right mood has been ups and downs and has been exhausted. Also very trusting the source, under the action of the locusts, quickly fell asleep.

Fang Yuan smiled lightly and took out the blood cranial sputum.

This enamel has a crystal-like texture, only the size of a baby skull, and can be held by a slap.

At this moment, it is full of blood, a scarlet, flashing evil spirits.

This blood is the source of the source these days, secretly killing the ordinary family, and gaining.

The sleeping pole is often right, the corner of the mouth is slightly tilted, and a happy smile is raised. He would never have thought that the culprits of the assassination of the regular family in these days were his favorite "father of the father".

Even the outsiders such as Hei Loulan were kept in the dark, and there was no doubt about Fang Yuan’s body.

"Go." Fang Yuan thought of a move, the blood skull slowly flew out of his palm, flying around the Changji right circle.

Subsequently, the blood cranial sputum stayed at the top of the head of the ever-right, the mouth opened and spit out a scent of blood.

The blood directly falls into the top of the head, skin, hair, and along the body veins, and finally gathers into his empty space.

The qualification of the very right is beginning to slowly and steadily improve.

When the constant arouse wakes up, Fangyuan has disappeared.

The previous encounter seemed to be a dream, and I couldn’t help but wonder.

But the pile of locusts left on the ground, as well as plenty of food, is the best proof that all this has happened.

"Scorpio, my qualifications have really risen, and now there are 90% of the points!!" After viewing his own empty space, Chang Jiu right screamed.

"These days, you will stay here and practice well. The relics that will be left for the father are used. In this way, your cultivation will have five high-order. The other locusts on the ground are all temporary. I lent it to you. There is a window in the east, which records the details of the killing. You can practice as above."

An echo is transmitted into the ear of the extreme right.

Chang Ji is very excited and excited: "Oh, this is the voice of the father. Father, adults, the baby will not let you down. The baby will definitely become a five-turn teacher, will kill and practice!"

In the extreme right heart, there is an infinite pride and fighting spirit. He sat on the spot and took out a gold relic, which was included in his own space.

Fang Yuan has been observing in the dark.

"This is the person you chose to test? It is really good." In the mind, Mo Yao will sneer, "Just you are in the east window, specifically indicating the defects of the six-armed corpse king. Lend him The locusts have not touched their hands and feet. You are not afraid that he will remember the defects and use them carefully. Will it not become a corpse completely?"

"Oh, Moyao, you don't have to worry about it. I still have the ability to grasp the human heart. You haven't used the six-armed corpse king to kill this trick. When you become a corpse, the power seems to be endless. It’s so fascinating. Even I’m addicted to it. I’m always a young man, and I’m not self-controlled in my heart. He’s practicing killing. Of course, I’m still looking for a wolf to practice. Here is my place, to When you have more guidance, you are not afraid that he will not be able to become a corpse!" Fang Yuan is confident.

"Oh, your Terran is so sinister and insidious. Just like the blood skull you used, we innocent people will never make such evil locusts out, specifically to frame their own people." Road.

Fang Yuan is not angry, but smiles: "Hey. You are not a fairy of Lingyuanzhai, what is the right way to represent, why not stop me?"

"That also has the ability to stop me. Let me say. Why should I stop the infighting of your Terran? Oh, I can't wait for your Terran to die. This is the living space of our aliens." A big white eye.

Her identity is very strange, is a generation of fairy tales, and the relationship with Bo Qing is extraordinary. At the same time, it is also an ink person. Not pure breeds.

She sees the Terran killing each other, waiting for the Terran to look at the snowman, or the feeling of fighting in the herd.

"Just, really do not have the ability to resist it..." Fang Yuan put this question in his heart.

Three days later, Chang Jio rightly used the relics to successfully upgrade his practice to five highs.

Immediately, he began to practice the six-armed corpse king without stopping.

Sure enough, he was intoxicated by the vast power of killing. Gradually forgot the shortcomings of killing.

Under the intentional manipulation of Fangyuan, it created a fierce and protracted war.

In the fierce battle. Changji right and left rushed to the right, hearty, forget the time.

By the end of the battle, he was horrified to discover that he had completely transformed into a corpse.

After two days, Fang Yuan appeared again in front of him.

"Father save me!" became the monster's constant right, kneeling on the ground, horrified for advice.

"My son, how can you become like this?!" Fang Yuan was shocked and asked, "I have already warned you, don't over-stimulate this killing. You, you, how have you forgotten?" This is the most critical thing!"

"Father, the baby is awkward, for a moment, I forgot the time. When I found out, I had regretted it, my father!" Changji was so shy and squatted on the ground, looking up at Fangyuan with tears.

Now, he has become a ghost, and the only hope is on Fang Yuan.

"Oh... this is hard to do. You look like this, even if you use Yin and Yang to turn around, you can't save it. This killing power is fierce, but it is because of this, it leads to serious sequelae. Even if it is a father, There is no way." Fang Yuan spread his hands, his face sad, angry, tangled.

"Ah?! Just, even the father, you have no way?" Changji right knees, squatting to the feet of Fangyuan, a look of disappointment and horror.

Fang Yuan lamented again and again: "This killing trick is very big. It is for the father to take risks, privately swearing a sacred immortal inheritance, risking the death of nine lives, only to be lucky to get the sacred killings."

"This is the killing of the immortal road? No wonder, no wonder such a powerful!" Chang Ji right-handed, Fang Yuan in his mind, although the image is tall and stalwart, but compared with Zhu Xianyi, it is undoubtedly dwarfed.

Changji Right has always been a Changjia minority patriarch, and although he is not familiar with Zhu Xian, he is no stranger.

"I was wrong, I made a big mistake, how can I be so quick and quick!" Chang Jian cried, crying like a nightingale.

Suddenly, he kneels on the ground and slams his head to Fang Yuan and cries: "Father, the baby has failed your eager anticipation. The child is wrong, the baby disappoints you!"

"No, it is like this, I am in need of you to become like this." Fang Yuan smiled in the heart, and on the surface, he helped the extreme right.

"My son, how many times do I tell you, don't cry! Can't cry! You are doing something wrong, but my father is also wrong. These days, just explore this maze level, don't take care of you at all times. Believe that the father, There is no way to go, we will study together and find a way to change you back to humans! There must be, believe in the father, but also believe in yourself!" Fang Yuanyan really cut, his eyes slightly tears.

"Hey!!!"

He was completely touched by the ~www.readwn.com~ he became a monster, and he did not dare to look at his face. But his father Chang Shanyin did not hate it. It was obvious that his son had done something wrong and he would mistakenly take his own.

Now that the son has become like this, he still does not give up.

"This is the deepest embarrassment between father and son!"

"This is my father, my relatives!"

The extreme right was moved, and the desperate heart ignited the flame of hope. He was confident that he would continue to live.

"Children, you should stay here first, let the father think about it, what can be done to change you back. As for the home, for the father to abide. Do not worry, take a rest here, our father and son together, still afraid Is there a killing thing in the district?"

Fang Yuan’s words made Chang Ji’s right as if he had found the main bone.

"Yes, the baby is listening to his father!" (To be continued...)