[Thunderbolt] Don't give up treatment

In the Blood Nest Moth Cave, at the moment Zong Zu was wiped out by the Jade Li Jing, all the skeleton blood moths that ravaged the plight disappeared at the same time. Finally got relief.

Li Xiaoye passed by the people who were weeping with joy, but suddenly heard someone shouting loudly: "This time, the plague of the underworld can be relieved, thanks to the flying kite and diving son Xuanrong Yuanzheng!"

"really?"

"Of course it's true! And Mr. Xuanrong Yuanzheng has just established Shengshiguiyuan, which specializes in safeguarding the justice of the martial arts and doing things for our people. I'm about to join it!"

"Take me one!"

"I am coming too!"

Li Xiaoye raised his eyebrows, and looked at Di Ming who was hanging out with him beside him: "Xuanrong Yuanzheng is Zheng'er, right?"

"That's right." Di Ming smiled slightly, "Xuanrong Yuanzheng was able to ascend to the position smoothly, thanks to the assistance of the Confucian sect."

"Ha, no wonder you weren't active at all when you blocked them just now." Li Xiaoye suddenly realized, "Are you delaying Zheng'er's time?"

"Of course, you have to play the whole thing." Di Ming looked at the cheering common people, and smiled ironically and meaningfully, "Confucianism wants to kill Zongzu, and Xuanrong and Yuanzheng also want to kill Zongzu, but The difference between the two is that only they know that Confucianism killed Zongzu, but Xuanrong Yuanzheng killed Zongzu, but everyone saw it with their own eyes."

"This man always believes in what he sees with his own eyes, doesn't he?"

Li Xiaoye sighed: "No matter what, I feel sorry for Confucianism for three seconds."

Confucianism worked desperately to relieve the plight of the underworld, but in the end, Zhenger stole the fruits of the revolution. This matter should be placed on him, and he must vomit blood out of anger.

"Now that the poisonous plague of the fourth disaster has been eliminated, don't you want to start preparing for the implementation of the fifth disaster?"

"It's not urgent, the game has to be played slowly to be interesting." Di Ming said slowly, "Also, those who are dazzled should also consider who will execute the fifth plague."

While the two were talking, they walked slowly past the noisy crowd, and the breeze blew over the hem of their black clothes, unexpectedly there was an inexplicably good taste of the tranquility of time.

After Sui Wuyuan separated from the Confucian sect, he was about to go to the Bie Cao Ting in the West Mountain, but he didn't expect to meet the two hostile people on the road.

One is elegant and handsome with a smile on his mouth, the other is handsome and unruly but has cold eyes.

"Li Xiaoye, Diming." Sui was tense for no reason, and slowly spit out the names of the two people, Mingyi Zhengsheng was in his hand in an instant, and then put on a defensive posture towards the two.

"Little friend, let's meet again." Di Ming's eyes were playful, and he showed him a smile that was not a smile, "put away your hostility, if the dazzler really wants to kill you, you can do it before, how can you still do it now?" There will be a chance to stand here."

Sui Wuyuan said with a sullen face: "I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if you want to make a move now, you can try it."

"Oh? Very good, Dazzler appreciates your courage, but you are also ridiculously stupid." Di Ming turned the Guidi Xingsujie in his hand, and said viciously, "Are you really Dazzler won't kill you?"

Li Xiaoye couldn't help but poked him with his elbow, and gave him a look of disapproval: "Stop teasing him, if you keep teasing him, he will really draw his sword."

Di Ming laughed, but really stopped threatening him.

Sui couldn't help being stunned for no reason, inexplicably feeling that the atmosphere between the two in front of him was a little weird, but for a moment he couldn't figure out where the weirdness was.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Di Ming glanced at him, and smiled almost gently, "But you want Dazzler to give you a ride in person?"

He couldn't help being a little creepy for no reason, and his instinct like a small animal urged him to leave here in an instant.

Li Xiaoye supported his forehead and said, "Why are you scaring him?"

Di Mingyan said with a smile: "Of course it's because it's funny. Su Wudu is a pure-hearted person. Don't you think it's fun to tease someone like him?"

"You're so vile." Li Xiaoye condemned, but then said thoughtfully in the next second, "But it seems to be true after you say that."

"Huh?" At this moment, Di Ming suddenly received a flying letter from Puppet. After reading the contents of the letter, he couldn't help frowning, "Li Fan wants to leave the Central Plains and go to Shiliu Island?"

Shiliu Island?

Li Xiaoye asked in surprise, "Is he crazy?"

"Let's go and have a look first." Destroying Fetion, Di Ming said calmly, "The birds who leave home always think that their wings are strong enough, but they don't know it's because they haven't encountered a real storm yet."

On the coast where the Butterfly ship is moored, Jian Suifeng and Mr. Butterfly are about to board the ship to Shiliu Island, but suddenly they hear a poem accompanied by boundless magic power slowly descending from the sky.

"Eternal night is the light that reflects eternal life, baptizes all peoples, and honors the palace."

Diming held Guidi Xingsu Jie and landed in front of the two, followed by Puppet and Li Xiaoye.

Puppet looked at the two men gloomyly, Li Xiaoye had no expression on his face, this was the first time he had heard of Di Ming's poem title, and he had no words for this poem title.

Seeing them, Jian Suifeng and Mister Butterfly were obviously very surprised.

"It's you!" Jian Suifeng took a step forward, and said in astonishment, "Father... Diming." His father almost blurted out, but he swallowed it back abruptly.

"You, are you Diming?" Mr. Butterfly looked unkind.

"My son Lifan, did you get permission from your father to leave the Central Plains?" Di Ming ignored Mr. Butterfly, just looked at Jian Suifeng and asked in a low voice.

Jian Suifeng turned his head away, as if angry and did not speak.

Mr. Butterfly said in a cold voice: "Let me warn you first, Mr. Butterfly is very upset now, whoever dares to block our way will be killed by Butterfly..."

While speaking, his expression froze, and the Butterfly Slash transformed into his hand, and the crimson saber energy suddenly attacked Di Ming.

"Really?" Di Ming looked contemptuously, turned around with his hands behind his back, but lightly stomped his feet, and a lavender aura rushed out from under his feet, dispelling the crimson saber aura.

Jian Suifeng stood aside, struggling.On the one hand is his best friend, and on the other hand is his father who he still has nostalgia for although he doesn't want to admit it. How on earth should he resolve the conflict between the two?

"Lifan my son." Di Ming's voice was slightly hoarse, but also with a rare softness. He stretched out his hand towards Jian Suifeng and smiled kindly, "You will not say goodbye to your father even if you leave the Central Plains." ?"

It might be the first time seeing such a diming, Jian Suifeng was stunned and involuntarily took several steps back.

Di Ming: "..." Oh, brat.

Mr. Butterfly took a few steps forward, blocking the old father's gaze of Diming.

Di Ming withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "Put down your guard, I just want to see my son off."

"Huh?" Li Xiaoye was surprised, "Didn't you say you wanted to capture Li Fan and break his legs?"

"What?!" Jian Suifeng's expression changed.

"Pfft, you really believed it?" Seeing Jian Suifeng's reaction, Li Xiaoye couldn't help laughing out loud. He leaned on Diming's shoulder and said with a smile, "Silly boy, I lied to you, you Dad didn't want to beat you up."

Jian Suifeng: "..." Can it be better?

"Come on, Li Fan." Di Ming waved out a table and chairs, with a pot of wine and two cups on it, "Let us, father and son, have a cup of farewell wine together."

Jian Suifeng stared at the wine glass with a complicated expression.

"How?" Puppet said threateningly, "Do you want to drink this glass of wine?"

Li Xiaoye was also convinced, and the two of them said a good glass of wine in such a tone, as if something had been put in the wine.

Jian Suifeng gritted his teeth, stepped forward to sit down at the table, looked at Di Ming and said slowly: "Okay, I'll drink, if I don't even have the courage to drink this glass of wine, how can I deal with you in the future? Right? "

"Is this the conclusion my son came to from his travels?" Di Ming also went to the table and sat down, and took the lead in raising his glass and downing it.

"Father, I... have always wanted to call you that." Jian Suifeng continued after being silent for a while, "However, I finally discovered that in your heart, we are just your creations, and we have never been our own children."

Di Ming just watched him silently, unable to see the true emotions hidden in his obscure pupils.

Li Xiaoye frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.Di Ming obviously cared about him, but he didn't know how to express his feelings, and he didn't learn how to take good care of children from Xuanzun, which caused Jian Suifeng's misunderstanding.But when it comes to raising children, the Confucian School does a good job, if you have the opportunity, it is better to learn from the Confucian School.

Jian Suifeng picked up the wine glass in front of him, and bowed solemnly to him: "This bow, thank you for giving me life."

After drinking a glass of wine, he got up and wiped his mouth, looked at Di Ming and said seriously: "I will be back soon, and then I will put an end to all your evil deeds."

Di Ming finally drank another glass of wine, and then said slowly: "I...will wait and see."

Jian Suifeng looked at him for a while, then finally turned around and left with his sleeves raised, his back was determined and he never looked back.

Di Ming looked at his back, expressionless.

Mr. Butterfly snorted coldly before leaving: "Treasure the happy days, the days are numbered, Mr. Diming."

Puppet hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Did the god of the underworld really let Li Fan leave so easily?"

"Li Fan has been suppressing the dark energy of blood in his body all this time, and it's because of this comfortable world that he can't use it." Di Ming turned around and said indifferently, "Wait for him to tie up with Mr. Butterfly, Gongsunyue and others." The deep fetters will drag him into a deeper vortex, what I want to see is that he forces himself to use the power of blood darkness continuously."

Puppet Yi suddenly realized: "At that time, the purpose of the God of Darkness will be achieved."

Di Ming laughed softly: "This is really an exciting journey, isn't it?"

Li Xiaoye glanced at him: "However, no matter how much you explain, you can't cover up the fact that you have become a left-behind old man."

Earth Ming: "..."

He sighed: "Aren't there puppets beside Dazzler?"

Li Xiaoye: "The sword has traveled far with the wind."

Di Ming: "... more than one child is dazzled."

Li Xiaoye: "The sword has traveled far with the wind."

Di Ming: "...The dazzler doesn't need him to stay by his side."

Li Xiaoye: "The sword has traveled far with the wind."

Di Ming: "..." Brat, get the hell out of here!

"Wait, dazzler...is he very old?" Di Ming suddenly came back to his senses and looked at him with a hostile expression, "Do you think I'm old?"

Li Xiaoye smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "No matter how you calculate, I am not over 50 years old. May I ask the God of the Underworld, how old are you?"

Di Ming: "..." We can't continue talking today!

The author has something to say: Di Ming: My son's rebellion broke my heart.