break the way [comprehension]

When a weird child appeared on the screen, the hearts of all the monks of the Zhanwu League were broken. Here again, what kind of advertisement will be inserted this time, ang? !

Can't you explain the problem clearly once and for all?

Especially Ming Yu's subordinates, because of their deep hatred for Xuanjing No. [-], this pain became even more intense. Could it be that the scene where they almost went mad just because they watched the commercials repeatedly with concentration was going to repeat itself again?

But Ming Yu is a little relieved that the strategy of spreading the net widely after all has worked. After the group of monks in the Lianwu Realm, several groups of monks reported that they encountered the Xuanjing No. [-]. This time, there was no need for any explanation, Ming Yu had already acquiesced, the other party must have all bound the palm treasure to be able to escape safely, the horror of Xuan Jing No.

But at the same time, it is undeniable that although these monks have all reported the encounter with Xuanjing No. [-] to the senior management of the Zhanwu League, the timing and content of the notification are still very delicate.

While Ming Yu directed his subordinates to follow possible traces non-stop, he still couldn't let go of the news on the palm treasure.

Amidst the curses of Zhanwu League's war repairers, Zhang Zhongbao's water mirror still floated over the team.

But Ming Yu was thinking silently in his heart, while they were chasing so futilely, he wondered how many monks under the Zhanwu League the palm treasure of the Cultivation Alliance took the opportunity to cover...

But at this time, the water mirror of Palm Treasure made the Zhan Xius give a slight "huh". At this time, the screen has turned many shots, but none of them are related to any advertised products. Instead, it seems to be telling a story. boy's story.

This little boy has a hard life, he was born without parents, and the foster family saw him as a monster, yes, a monster, because he had the face of a human monk, but he had the hooves that only the monster race would have. Human beings, he can understand the human talisman, but there is also a monster in his body.

It is conceivable that such a monster-like child received cold eyes and ridicule in the village. He was eager to find his parents at a young age. He believed that his parents must be different from these people, and they would be like other people. A child's parents generally love him.

At this moment, the screen freezes, and the words "Son of Shemale" appear in the water mirror.

For a moment, the battle cultivators frowned again and again. They fought against the monster race on the front line, and they knew better than any other monks the horror and ferocity of the monster race. To beheaded and killed.

The place where this little boy was located seemed to be very remote. If any Zhanwu Alliance war cultivator had seen this child, even if it was just an innocent child, he would probably kill him without hesitation.

Under the race war, there is no room for kindness and softness. If such a weird child grows up, he does not know whether he will use everything he has learned in the human race to take revenge on the human race. After all, he was there Any child who encounters in the village will probably hold a grudge.

However, for some reason, they clearly had a rational and cold judgment deep in their hearts. When the water mirror changed again, the war cultivators looked at it for the first time. Maybe... because there are no other monks in the entire Zhanwu League Know the Yaozu better than them.

The little boy has no name, and everyone in the village from the foster home to the next-door neighbor calls him "little bastard". The little boy is even used to calling him the word bastard. When he heard this word, he subconsciously agreed, which caused the villagers to roar with laughter.

Everything changed only in that early morning, when monks with a flower embroidered on their clothes passed the village well-dressed, and this village, which was barely close to the monks, knew that the world war had begun, and all the races had united and vowed to fight against the monks. Drive out those cruel monsters and defend their homeland!

The little bastard didn't know what happened, but he knew that the monk with neat clothes and pretty face made him fear for no reason, as if there was some kind of beast hidden under the gentle skin of the monk with a good smile, he heard it from afar The villagers pointed to the monk's family in the direction of his foster family, and vaguely saw a "little bastard" in his mouth.

The little bastard didn't dare to look any further, he chose a far away direction, and ran away, but he heard from the daily conversations of the villagers that the spiritual sense of a real great monk can reach thousands of miles, so even if he ran desperately, Will he be able to run out of the range of the opponent's consciousness?

At that moment, the face of the little bastard was full of panic and fear. He didn't know what kind of fate would be waiting for him. He only knew, run!run!run! ! !

In the water mirror, the bitter wind rolled up the child's tattered clothes, and the dirty face could not see the expression clearly, but the child's unique black pupils showed the panic of small animals running for their lives, even the hard-hearted war repair We couldn't be moved when we saw this scene... After all, it was just a child.

If you haven't seen him sneak past the door of the most stupid neighbor of the child many times, recite the eavesdropped formulas repeatedly, and learn the talisman formation bit by bit clumsily; The children in the same village clenched their teeth stubbornly when they beat, scolded and bullied, and would only rush forward with fists when they heard the other party humiliate their parents; tears...

Maybe it's really possible to be as hard as a stone.

The little bastard ran desperately, his eyes were red and his lips were white, but he didn't dare to stop, and then a leisurely white cloud fell from the sky, and an indifferent voice of surprise: "Yo, this is an interesting little thing~ "

In the next instant, his eyes went dark, and the figure of the little bastard was no longer there.

Zhan Xiu couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart, they could almost imagine the fate of that poor child, if they met Zhan Xiu like them, maybe they would kill him with a knife, the child would be happier... If he met those Dan Xiu , this child is a rare hybrid of human and demon, who knows if there is any difference in his flesh and blood, will he be blood drawn and deboned, and be slaughtered like that kind of raised livestock?

Wouldn't it be too cruel for such a fate to befall this little child who just wanted to find his parents?

When the monk who captured the little bastard took out the alchemy furnace from the storage bag, all the monks couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret, as if the little bastard had already been doomed to a tragic fate, but for some reason, looking at the sleeping child, he felt And no one really looked away.

What happened afterwards was exactly as expected by everyone. This cultivator was indeed studying how the flesh and blood of the human-beast hybrid could enter the elixir, so that he could use this unprecedented material to refine an unprecedented elixir. How can it be so easy to study?

This cultivator had to spend a long time, but the little bastard was lucky, because of his cursed body, he was able to survive, and even gradually, he had the opportunity to really come into contact with the world of cultivation and understand some rules of cultivation.

The battle cultivators tightened their mouths, watching the young man who already had outlines absorb the knowledge of cultivation like a sponge like a sponge, they seemed to have seen the terrible future-the monster race would have one more person who knew the human race's cultivation system, but The half-blood son who hates the human race deeply, he will do whatever it takes to overthrow the human race.

In the end, the monk still had no chance to refine the little bastard into a elixir, because his sect belonged to Xiaolin Cave and was not spared in that monstrous turmoil. During the fierce and bloody cleansing, he had already mastered some cultivation skills The knowledgeable young boy escaped again with fear.

Then his fate is like the most insignificant pebble in the torrent of the world, tossing in the terrifying torrent, without a moment of real settlement, it is not because the kind-hearted monks kindly took him in, but soon Such a monk was implicated to death in the cleansing of the Yaozu by the Zhanwu League; it is not that he did not want to go to the territory of the Yaozu, but the rear of the Yaozu is the pasture for the front-line Yaozu to take turns. They are all extremely miserable, not to mention he is a mixed race?

The fate of this young man is like a turbulent current in the dark, even if there are occasional glimmers of light, such as the female nun who occasionally showed his maternal love to him and made him attached to it, such as the girl from the demon clan who made fun of him for being stupid but always helped him cover up his identity , were quickly swallowed up in the boundless darkness, and there was no light left.

Fate left him nothing.

It's not that he didn't think about death, but if he died like this and turned into dust between heaven and earth, would he still be able to find his parents?

The little boy grew up into a taciturn young man who shrouded himself in a black cloak all day long, and what gradually grew up with his cultivation was the appearance that wrapped himself deeper.

In such a heavy and desolate atmosphere, the water mirror technique slowly faded, but the audience in the Zhanwu League couldn't recover.

It was a human-beast hybrid that seemed far away, and seemed to have nothing to do with their fate, but was it really the case?

Who has not mourned the loss of a loved one?Who has never had the feeling of longing and admiration?Who has never been engulfed in the torrent of the times and cannot help himself?

It is those elite soldiers and strong generals who have survived a hundred battles on the frontline of the monsters. In the dead of night, who has never wet their towels with tears, for old friends and relatives who have not seen each other for a long time; for the distant hometown in the dream; robe.

It is certainly true that monks cultivate their minds, and their minds are far stronger than ordinary people. However, in the face of daily life and death, the alternation of strength and fragility becomes more and more obvious.

At this moment, the monks of the Zhanwu League seem to have forgotten to think about why Zhangzhongbao suddenly released such a story without any product implantation, as if throwing in a random one on a whim, but it made everyone feel ups and downs, unable to calm down Certainly.

Therefore, when the face of the beautiful host appeared again, the monks of the Zhanwu League were still a little bit stunned, and they only heard her smile slightly: "Dear audience friends, the movie "Son of the Shemale" you just watched is adapted from The best-selling book "Floating Life" of the Alliance, the story tells the life of a mixed-race teenager, I believe everyone is very interested in this story, do you still remember the question I asked Zongzhu Du before the film was played? Yes, it is about the flying method Instrumental! Now, let's take a look."

As he said that, the screen changed, and it was fixed on one of the scenes in "Sons of the Shemale". It was a boy who was named "Dog Bastard" when he was young, and named himself "Anonymous" when he grew up. In the scene seen during the dispute, in the world he was in, it seemed that several teams of monks jointly ambushed a merchant ship, but the merchant ship miraculously escaped.

And the beautiful host pointed to the merchant ship in the picture with her slender hand: "Have you seen it? This... is the prototype of the flying magic weapon that Zongzhu Du and the others are riding now. The increased function is a fine product carefully crafted by the alliance..."

The praiseworthy words in this explanation almost poured out through the screen, comparable to a wave of advertisements, almost all the monks muttered in their hearts, since you are full of praise for it... sell it if you have it!What nonsense!It makes people look at it but can't touch it, and scratches their hearts and lungs.You sold those messy things before, why are you not selling them on this flying magic weapon?

More importantly, the beauty host's introduction to the flying magic weapon is too amateurish, such as the performance of crossing the boundary, how many spirit stones are needed to cross several boundaries at a time?How?Whether there will be a target deviation due to the disturbance... It turned out to be a pass.

To tell the truth, everyone can understand the hidden thoughts of this Cultivation Alliance. After all, there are countless monks from the Zhanwu Alliance in front of this palm treasure, and they may all be enemies of that Cultivation Alliance, but the problem is, if you directly It’s okay if you don’t want to tell everyone, but since you have already said that you want to reveal the secret, how can you say such layman’s words?It's better not to say it!

What's more... Looking at the marked merchant ship in "Son of the Shemale", the generals under Ming Yu almost gritted their teeth and said: "Damn it, except for the shell, where does it look like?!"

Even if you want to fool them, please find someone reliable to fool them, okay? !

Well, even if you guys are so perfunctory even in fooling around, can you at least be more dedicated and finish telling the story, what is it to put half of "Son of Shemale" now, the key is that you also hinted that this anonymous person will be a mess That's right, with his current unlucky appearance, how did he do it? How can the audience not be curious?

Fortunately, after this beautiful host introduced the Xuanjing series perfunctorily, she actually started broadcasting "Son of the Shemale" again. At this time, many monks of the Zhanwu League were only short of small benches and melon seeds and fruits. This is the first time someone has screened a story on such a large scale in the entire Zhanwu League. Now, no one can see the effect of this Cultivation Alliance idiot who seems to distribute palm treasures everywhere. Soon, including Ming Yu, they realize that they have made a big mistake. Wrong, if they knew what kind of chess Sect Master Du was playing from the very beginning... Presumably Ming Yu's first decision would be to rather those monks be humiliated than to allow anyone to bind the palm treasure, but unfortunately, everything is hard to buy. Know……

At this time, all the monks of the Wuwu League were still immersed in the story of the son of the monster before them, including Ming Yu, who thought that the Cultivation Alliance probably had nothing to do to show such a story to everyone, and it was strange... …

And then, everything that Anonymous experienced was the same as that of ordinary monks. He got a small silver magic weapon, just like all the monks watching the film. Through this little magic weapon, Anonymous gradually gained his own practice The required materials, skills, and even monster skills.

I don't know if it's because of his mixed blood, but Wumingshi is very talented in the fusion of human and monster skills. Soon, he formed his own fighting style. The monks who competed for resources were deflated.

At this time, Wuming's life gradually became a little different. It seemed that God deliberately compensated him for giving him such a background and destiny.

He is no longer the obedient child who was bullied back then, but Wumingshi has no interest in seizing any sect status, status symbol, or any front-line battle. From childhood to now, he has only one thought in his mind, to find him parents.

Perhaps it was because the days of wandering without belonging were too long, which made the obsession in Wuming's heart even more unforgettable.

On that day, Wuming used the reward function on the palm treasure to find traces of his parents by buying news. After all, he is so special, a son of a mixed blood of a human and a demon... It is absolutely impossible for him to leave no traces.

And the trading platform of the worlds is really powerful, and news from that year came one after another soon. The nameless person has never been so happy. He is constantly looking for his own life experience. He was plotting against him, and someone took the opportunity to extort money from him, but the Wumingshi at this time was not what it used to be, and despite the dangers, they resolved them one by one. Until that day, he found a person who had disappeared among the human race according to the news. sect.

Seeing this, Ming Yu already sensed something was wrong, the other party seemed to be taking the opportunity to insinuate something...

However, Ming Yu looked around, and even his monks were immersed in this story, or in an unprecedented and immersive way of telling the story, paying attention to the process of Anonymous looking for his parents. Suddenly forcibly ordered not to watch, it seems too unreasonable...

Amidst his faint uneasiness, the Nameless suddenly began to encounter an unprecedented crisis, with waves of almost non-stop assassinations, and all the partners he had dealt with and who had a good relationship were implicated one by one. At this moment, the Nameless raised his head and shouted: Fate treated him so unfairly, he just tried to get back what he lost, he didn't ask for more, why would God refuse to give him even this!

These waves of killings because he was close to the truth actually inspired the stubbornness in the blood of this half-blood. He gritted his teeth and never gave up the investigation of his life experience. After experiencing the betrayal of relatives and friends and many crises, he came to the On the day when he revealed the truth, he realized that the world was so cold that it made him feel so cold that he couldn't hold on any longer.

His father left behind... only the infamy of betraying the sect and colluding with the demon clan. If his father hadn't released the demon clan, his father's sect would not have been completely slaughtered by the demon clan, let alone the entire human race. In a big crisis, there is no need for so many people to go through life and death on the front line to protect their homes!His father is the biggest sinner of the human race!

Wuming couldn't believe everything before him. At this moment, the killing against him seemed to have quieted down suddenly, but he continued to investigate the truth like crazy, until he found his mother, the woman who was already dying in the old place of the Yaozu.

"Your father never betrayed the sect, let alone the human race." The woman's eyes burst into a final brilliance before she passed away.

The grief-stricken Wuming burst out with unprecedented power, he knew that he was not wrong, his father would not be that kind of person!

Seeing this, Ming Yu felt that his hands were trembling faintly. Is everything in the story in front of him a boring fabrication with intentional slander...or the so-called truth?Why faintly, he didn't dare to look any further.

The Nameless Man frantically pursued everything that happened back then at almost all costs. At this time, he was down and out, but his eyes seemed to be burning in a dark abyss. At this time, he no longer had any relatives, friends, or old friends around him, and he also Dare not to make any new acquaintances, and the only thing that will accompany him all the time is the little silver magic weapon, and that cute voice, as long as he needs it, he will definitely appear in response.

When the plot came to the very end, the nameless finally understood everything. The powerful forces of the human race wanted his father's sect to disappear. Perhaps under the tacit cooperation of the forces, the sect where his father belonged to was unwilling to start a war... The sect that held many secrets of the Yaozu completely disappeared in history, and his father, how ridiculous, was only because of his relationship with him. His mother fell in love with her and gave birth to him, yet she had to bear such a heinous infamy.And his poor mother, just because she was unwilling to carry out such unbearable orders from the Yaozu, and she was unwilling to lure his father to commit the crime of treason, the dignified princess of the clan exhausted all her strength to send him out...and ended up being imprisoned to death ending.

Under the pursuit of the two races of humans and monsters, the desperate Wuming looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was as shrill as crying: "What are you doing for? Why?! What we want...is just an ordinary life!"

This kind of questioning almost made all the monks in front of the palm stunned, unable to calm down for a long time.

If there were so many conspiracies and tricks involved in the war between the two races as described in this movie, then, comrades who have fought bloody battles on the front line but can never return to their hometown, when you know that you defend your homeland Being so loyal but being used and trampled on like this... Will you regret that you never should have done it in the first place?

At the end of the film, the whirlpool mirror ship that was once introduced by the beauty host as an amateur reappeared.

In a trance, there are many scenes that are very familiar to the monks of the Zhanwu League. Those are the comrades who want to bite off a piece of flesh and blood from the Yaozu before they die, and those are the disciples who practice hard and are determined to go to the front for the sect. , That is an endless stream of supplies squeezed out from the hands of ordinary monks and sent to the huge meat grinder on the front line...

The screen turned again, passing through a boundary wall, but it was a completely different scene: in the school, the children of the monster race and the human race sat together, laughing and playing while listening to the teacher explain the way of heaven and earth, and talk about the differences between races. Don't let all beings be equal; that is in the factory, where countless pills are produced like flowing water, and the human monks are busy manipulating the big formation, and the monsters are carrying it with infinite power; that is the countless teleportation formations in the whole small world. Busy people coming in and out, can't tell the difference between the human race and the monster race, everyone has bright eyes and a firm expression, knowing what they are working hard for; it was in a few small rooms, the human race monks and the demon race were arguing, just for discussion Knowing the difference between the effects of several spiritual herbs on humans and monsters, but in the blink of an eye, the quarrelsome humans and monsters sat down side by side and wrote a joint opinion paper at the same time...

And in the very lively little elementary school at the beginning, a tall and silent figure packed up toys for naughty children. Whether it was a child from the monster race or a child from the human race, he touched their heads one by one and handed them new toys. Toys, looking back suddenly, that look is no longer like a will-o'-the-wisp in the abyss, but only as peaceful as a lake.

These scenes are probably dreamed by the monks of the Zhanwu League. They don't understand, in the ending of this story, that world...that world where monster races and human races can coexist, is it a fantasy imagined by the nameless person, or is it real... Oh, absolutely impossible, how could there be such a place in this world?

They still have to fight the monster clan to the death, and they must not easily shake their resolve, the war repairers told themselves over and over again.

But why, that image always echoes in my mind, regardless of the human race, monster race, regardless of their birth height, all children are sitting in a school, listening to the same words, playing and playing naughty in the same way...

Ming Yu got up a little shaky. In terms of the impact of this story, I am afraid there is no one who is bigger than him. Maybe these monks only thought that the parents of Wumingshi were just a story, but they suddenly thought of it. A very similar horrible thing that happened once... the truth... what is it?

Not waiting for Ming Yu to clear his chaotic thoughts, suddenly, an urgent message flew in front of him: "The head of Chibu urgently ordered that all the treasures in the palm be confiscated from now on!"

This order made Ming Yu's face suddenly pale. Perhaps in the eyes of his war cultivators, he felt that this was just an insignificant matter. Could it be that the chief of the Chi tribe was dissatisfied with their progress to beat Ming Yu, so the leader of the Ming tribe That's why you look so ugly, right?

But in Ming Yu's eyes, this urgent order undoubtedly equates to one thing: everything alluded to in the story is true, except that there is really a child named Wuming in this world.

At this moment, Ming Yu suddenly didn't want to arrange anything else. He just waved his hand, and the battle cultivators below would go to carry out the mission. Originally, the treasure in the palm was a gift from the enemy, so it was inevitable that there was something wrong with it, and it was safe to take it back. For sake.

Naturally, it is not only Ming Yu's team that suddenly received this order, but also Ji Qing and other teams, as well as the heads of all the realm sects within the entire Zhanwu League. They must be strictly investigated and cleared. Among all the monks, do any of them use Palm Treasure!

In the interpretation of the monks of the Zhanwu League, I just think that the cultivation alliance is too much. First, all the monks of the alliance must be bound to use the palm treasure, and they also arrogantly report their location information through the palm treasure. Wouldn't it be self-defeating to let his flying magic weapon humiliate the monks of the Zhanwu League?No, the Zhanwu League's revenge is coming, right?

What's more, the Zhanwu League already has such a powerful magic weapon as the Meng Ding, so isn't the Palm Treasure, the trading platform of the worlds, here to make trouble?If you don't clean up, who will you clean up!

And in the top management of the Zhanwu League, the attitude towards this small magic weapon is no longer the previous disdainful attitude, but is full of unprecedented heart palpitations and vigilance. have what?Don't they want to humbly beg their enemies not to open their mouths and talk nonsense?

This time, Akabe responded in a timely manner and issued the order in time, only a little bit short. If the other party continues to expose everything, then... the consequences will be unimaginable.

You know, the foundation of the entire Zhanwu League is the cruelty of the demon clan's crazy revenge, and the human race must unite to defend their homeland!Over the years, under the banner of this big slogan, how many resources have been plundered from all walks of life have been sent to the front line, and how many young monks have given up the opportunity to advance and just want to work for the alliance.

But what if everyone suddenly knew that the beginning of the entire Zhanwu League...was just a plan?From the ferocity of the Yaozu to the misfortune of Shou Yixuan, everything is a conspiracy, a conspiracy of such a high level that even Ming Yu has never heard of it, let alone thought about it carefully.

Ming Yu didn't dare to think about it any further, he just buried himself in leading his troops to collect the treasure in the palm.But why, his heart was trembling faintly, so much blood, so much sincerity... If it was all because of a conspiracy, he fell on the front line, what is even more frightening is that maybe he had already unconsciously Becoming a powerful pawn in this bloody game of chess, this world, this world... how absurd it makes people laugh.

It's ridiculous that he just randomly guessed that the other party wanted to use the palm treasure to take the opportunity to do something... When the number reaches a certain critical point, will something terrible happen... Now, everything really happened, but, Was what the other party did really terrible?Is it so terrible that they need to "do whatever it takes" to eradicate it?

Obviously... the other party is just using so many palm treasures to tell the truth that few people know and will never tell.

After all, Ming Yu didn't laugh. In the face of such a situation, the task of arresting Xuanjing No. [-] and his group has not changed, but there are a few more "small tasks" that most people don't take to heart.

In fact, in the Zhanwu League at this time, there are not many monks who are still using the palm treasure, but they are not too few.Under the tremendous pressure of the League Ding, even some small sects under the Zhanwu League had to use the Zhujie platform to alleviate their urgent needs; in addition to this part of the monks, users who were recently asked to bind the palm treasure by Xuanjing No. There are not a few of them. Although these users are not as trustworthy as the former, many of them have also tasted the sweetness of Palm Treasure. They are indeed of high quality and low price!

But now a sudden order was issued to forcibly confiscate the treasure in the palm, which naturally caused another uproar.

And the treasure in the palm... Zhanwu League is too small to look down on others, do you think you can really block them?

"Dear user, in view of the recent tense situation in the Zhanwu League area, Zhangzhongbao has specially activated the stealth function for you, so you can hide naturally. Unless a Mahayana monk comes in person, you will never be found, do you agree to upgrade?"

Tonight, I don't know how many "consents" are in effect.

This small function suddenly brought many variables to this originally simple and small task.

Because after the invisibility function is activated, the palm treasure will really disappear completely, and there will be no clues at all from the surface. In this way, if you want to forcibly confiscate it... unless you search for the soul, it is impossible to be completely sure whether the other party has bound the palm treasure .

All of a sudden, everyone in the Zhanwu League was in danger. Even those who had never used Palm Treasure, anyone with a little wealth of supplies had to go to great lengths to explain to the Zhanwu League where their supplies came from. Transactions have been conducted through Palm Treasure.

During this process, how many shady scenes and tragedies have been generated, it is hard to count.

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In Xiaoya Realm, Fan Yong is no longer the elegant and suave of the past. As the master of a realm, no matter how remote and narrow the Xiaoya Realm is, the Fan family has never really worried about the resources for practice for many years, and now ...is simply a disaster.

Fan Dashao almost used up all the spirit stones in his body before begging the monks of the Wuwu League to let him into the "Extreme Soul Suppressing Formation".

As soon as he stepped into the big formation, Young Master Fan almost fell to the ground. The discomfort caused by the spiritual vacuum made this pampered young master unable to support him for a while, but when he saw his dying father not far away, Couldn't help but get sore eyes, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

This large formation was set up in front of the gate of the World Lord's Mansion. Countless monks in the Xiaoya Realm quietly watched here, not daring to speak. The journey of the Cultivation Alliance, and their naughty but kind-hearted young master almost knelt down and begged a small monk from the Zhanwu League to enter the big formation and meet the master.

"Father!" Looking at the rapidly thinning and exhausted father in front of him, Young Master Fan couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

He suddenly hated the self who was ignorant and only relied on his father's prestige to eat, drink and have fun. If he practiced hard, if he could have a good cultivation, would these people dare to frame his father by such blatantly splashing sewage? ? !

But the regret now is too late too late.

Fan Yong only looked sideways at his only son with difficulty. His wife died in childbirth, leaving only such a child. Thinking about it, he still has a long lifespan, so he can always take care of the child. Moreover, the child's temperament is not bad, but he is a little naughty. Even if he gets into trouble, it's okay, but this time, Fan Yong can't lift his son's shoulder even if he wants to pat him. hands up,

Young Master Fan grew up quite a bit in an instant, he quickly wiped away his tears and said to Fan Yong, "Father, I have already sent a message to Uncle Nan and Uncle Jia, and ask them to intercede with you. Palm treasure, but our Xiaoya world has never had that thing! They must have made a mistake this time! They haven't responded yet, dad, don't worry, even if you come to ask, I will let them intercede for you!"

Fan Yong tried his best to smile, this child has really grown up a lot, and he will worry about these things, but unfortunately, he shook his head weakly and said: "There is no need...to summon...let alone...come to the door."

Young Master Fan was stunned, but Fan Yong seized the last chance to teach the child: "In the face of a catastrophe...it is normal to sweep the snow...if someone...helps, thank you, if you don't want to help ...Don't... hold grudges."

First Young Master Fan sniffed, nodded desperately, he understood what his father meant, those people may have called his father brothers and brothers, and treated him like a parent and child, but at such a juncture, who would dare to step into this muddy water easily?If you don't help, it's just fate, don't pester him lightly, Young Master Fan knows that his father is afraid that he has no skills, so coming to pester him without authorization may actually hurt him... After all, he is too useless.

Fan Yong said with difficulty: "...Come here..."

Young Master Fan quickly leaned over to approach him, but he only felt warmth in his palm, and a big tree with withered branches grew in his palm. He couldn't help being shocked, this ancient Wuben tea is a family treasure of Fan's family. Only under the control of the Patriarch, he obviously has not reached the level of cultivation, why did his father hand it over to him?

Fan Yong said: "...Leave it to... Lan Zhenren..."

Lan Wennai is the Zhanwumeng monk who is in charge of searching for the treasures in Xiaoya Realm this time. His cultivation level is not high but his mind is the most flexible. Hearing Fan Yong's instructions, Young Master Fan was angry at first, but he saw his father staring at him with difficulty. , Young Master Fan wiped his eyes and said in a low voice, "Father, I see."

Volume No.13: Broken Road