Douluo space fighting god

Arrive at Soto City.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong entered the Soto City Soul Fighting Field, and Feng Ce planned to go home.

......

Rose Garden, No. 213.

It looks like a peaceful scene from the outside, but the house is also incredibly quiet inside.

The house was spotless except for the living room which was in a mess.

A pot-bellied man sat on the sofa with his head hanging down and listlessly.

There were several wine bottles on the tea table, and he smelled of alcohol.

He was holding a glass with some wine stains in it, and he was shaking as if he was about to faint.

"Dad, Mom!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from the door, but he seemed not to have heard it and remained the same.

The young man rushed in to take a look. He couldn't imagine what happened. He looked around, as if he was looking for someone, but he didn't find the answer he wanted.

"Dad, what's going on, where's mom?"

Feng Ce sat next to his father, holding his shoulders, feeling something bad in his heart.

At this time, the man slowly raised his head.

"Cer, you may never see her again." Feng Zhen looked sad, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Hearing these words, Feng Ce felt as if the sky had fallen. It was the first time that he saw his father in such a mess.

"Did something happen?"

Feng Zhen glanced at his increasingly sensible son and no longer hid the secret in his heart. He slowly said three words first.

"Holy Spirit Cult."

"Holy Spirit Cult?" Feng Ce's eyes flashed with surprise.

After the drunken man woke up, Feng Zhen slowly spoke.

"As of now, I don't intend to hide it from you. The Holy Spirit Cult is an evil organization. They do all kinds of evil behind the scenes and are harmful to nature. Their teachings believe that Zhen Ming is your grandfather."

A look flashed in Feng Zhen's eyes, as if he was back in his prime.

"At that time, your grandfather had no children. Ajun was extremely talented and would naturally become the next leader. But she was pure and kind and could not do things that benefited others at the expense of others. In order to avoid this established thing, she escaped secretly. By coincidence Met me underneath."

"I took Ajun to avoid the pursuit of the Holy Spirit cultists. I finally settled down in Soto City, but it has been sixteen years. Unexpectedly, they still found us."

"They sent two experts today. In order to save me, Ajun agreed to go back with them."

Hearing this, Feng Ce's expression suddenly changed, and all of this made him somewhat unexpected.

"Mom, is she also a soul master?"

Feng Zhen said with a weak smile on his face.

"Cer, I feel ashamed to say it. Ah Jun is the Soul King, and I am just a small great Soul Master. I thought we would live peacefully for the rest of our lives, but...it's me...I don't have the ability to protect you. Good for her.”

Speaking of the latter part, Feng Zhen's voice began to tremble, feeling deeply self-blame and guilt.

"Dad, it's not your fault. If that's the case, then they won't hurt her. We should take a long-term approach."

Feng Ce is surprisingly calm, impulsiveness cannot solve the problem.

"They took mom away to make her the leader?"

"This, I guess."

"Dad, do you know what their strengths are?"

"I heard Ajun say this. Your grandfather is a soul saint of level or above. He also has two deputy leaders of the soul emperor level. Ce'er, I'm afraid we can't cross this gap. .”

After Feng Zhen finished speaking, his expression darkened again.

"Dad, please don't be sad first, and take good care of your body. Mom doesn't want to see you like this. This is really difficult for me at the moment, but I will definitely bring mom back as soon as possible."

"But Ce'er."

Feng Zhen still had some concerns. He didn't want to be separated from his wife and lose his only son.

"Dad, give me three years. After three years, I will definitely reunite our family."

......

The Holy Spirit Sect is an evil soul master organization founded by the sect Zhang Zhenming. Most of its members are mutated martial souls and have a certain evil nature.

Thirty years of history to date.

It has grown from a handful of congregants to thousands now.

This is a country that Zhang Zhenming built with a lot of blood and tears. Although the current scale is not grand, in the dark it is a nightmare that scares many people.

They act in a low-key manner, kill in secret, and are cruel in their methods.

Except for his partners, most of the people who knew the name were already dead.

On the roadside, there was a beautiful woman in bright clothes, and two men in black robes beside her, who seemed to be talking.

"Lord Saint, we are looking for you this time for that matter."

A man in black robes bowed his hands, his tone was quite respectful, and he glanced at the beautiful woman who looked gentle and virtuous.

"I only promise to go back with you. As for father's order, I still will not agree."

The beautiful woman looked calm and heroic, and her eyes were full of determination, which was completely different from her image.

"Lord Saint, you have actually misunderstood the leader."

The man in black robe spoke in a low tone, a little less polite.

"The leader knew your whereabouts a few years ago. He just didn't want to disturb you. Otherwise, do you really think you could have escaped for sixteen years?"

A strange color flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes, and she finally looked directly at the man in black robe.

The man in black continued to speak.

"It's just that the leader experienced a fierce battle some time ago, and now his body is injured and it is difficult to recover. The two deputy leaders have long coveted the position of leader, and they are already forming gangs behind the scenes."

"The leader is naturally unwilling to give up the foundation he has built over the past thirty years, so he has no choice but to disturb you."

The two men in black robes bowed their hands at the same time and spoke in unison with passionate voices:

"I beg you, the Holy Lady, to help the Master!"

"I still can't agree with the things you did."

The beautiful woman was firm, but when she remembered her father's difficulties, her expression softened slightly.

"But let's go back first. I haven't seen my father for a long time."

The man in black robe showed joy, "The leader misses you very much. After all, he only has you as his daughter."

At this time, another man in black robe pulled a carriage.

The three of them got into the car, one in black robe drove the car, and the other in black robe sat aside.

"The leader also knows that you gave birth to a grandson for him, but do you know how talented he is?"

The man in black robe asked tentatively. In fact, they came here today to invite the saint back and take a look at the talent of the young master.

Their saintly lady Zhang Lingjun is gifted with full soul power, so her child may not be bad.

"Ce'er has no soul power and cannot practice. You should give up this idea."

Zhang Lingjun didn't want to involve her child. She just hoped that her child could live an ordinary life.

But that day when she learned that her child had become a great soul master overnight, she knew that it was impossible to live a smooth life.

"Can't practice? How is it possible?"

The man in black robe was a little surprised when he heard this.

In their view, the Holy Lady is a woman after all, and she came here just in the hope of alleviating the urgent need and stabilizing the Holy Spirit Church.

It was obvious that a person who had been away from the soul master world for so long was no longer suitable to be the leader.

If that young master is extremely talented, he might be able to train him to become the next generation of leader.

But they didn't find the young master today, so they had to take the saintly lady back first.

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