May I ask who's calling?

Zhao Xiaoyu, who was in prison, found that in his memory of the past ten years, he could not find many good memories except Li Sufeng's love and affection, which he obtained through deception at any cost.

He didn't want to recall the things that caused him pain anymore.

Zhao Xiaoyu held his head in pain, arched his body, and almost leaned his head on the bed.

There was no ray of sunlight or temperature in the cage, and he couldn't tell whether it was night or cloudy.He didn't know how long he hadn't seen the sky outside.

For a moment, he felt that he didn't want to live anymore.

No, he must not think so. He still has good friends Weng Hao and his mother. My mother is not doing well there. Fortunately, Weng Hao sent a letter saying that they will come back one day after taking away their mother. You can't just speak so softly, otherwise, when Weng Hao came back with his mother's experience and couldn't see him, he would be so sad.

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In the extremely exquisite and luxurious head hall, Wen Songfeng was sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed to practice, when suddenly his complexion changed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was seriously injured in the battle with Duzhou Heshan Sect 50 years ago. Although the battle was tragic and the boundary between the two factions was kept, he and the Taoist couple were both seriously injured. Not long after giving birth to his son Wenqing, he passed away, and he is still supporting it with what he can.

In order to prevent chaos in Linghai Continent, he did not dare to let others know that he was seriously injured. Fortunately, there is no unparalleled path, and God gave him a child with extraordinary talent.

Originally, he wanted to hold on and watch his beloved son grow up, Zhang Cheng, but he didn't expect that after several years of recuperation, he suddenly heard the news of his son's death, which made him almost vomit blood in front of everyone .

Thinking that his life is not long, and the future of the sect can only be entrusted to his illegitimate son Zhao Xiaoyu with low talent, the head of the sect feels sad in his heart.

"I... Is Qingyunmen's tens of thousands of years of foundation going to decline in my hands and perish in my son's hands? I, Wen Songfeng, am ashamed of the ancestors of the Wen family, ashamed of the ancestors of the Wen family. "

Thinking of his dead son, he felt grief again, nauseated in his heart, and wanted to cry.

Suddenly, he felt someone begging to see him outside the door, so he quickly straightened his complexion, sat up straight from the futon, and in an instant, all the blood he had vomited out disappeared, and his pale face also changed under the influence of a special spell. Normal blood color.

"Come in." He turned his back to the door, and although his tone was calm, he carried a majesty that no one could ignore. Anyone who saw it would sigh. He is indeed the master of ten thousand sects in Linghaizhou.

The solid wooden door engraved with ornate carvings opened, and a late Mahayana master walked in. After entering, he cupped his hands at the head in front of him, and respectfully said: "Master, what you want me to investigate, I will let you know." Check it out."

Wen Songfeng's cultivation level is Dongxu, which is a whole level lower than the people behind him.But the strange thing was that the other party was still able to treat him respectfully, and Wen Songfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with ordering such a Mahayana master.

"Say."

"Zhao Xiaoyu...the young master's mother is dead."

"What?" Wen Songfeng turned around suddenly, "Why did you die?"

"I heard that the Immortal Clothes Sect was negligent. In short, this woman was ostracized there... probably because we didn't pay attention to it, and then she died in an accident." The elders of the Mahayana period knew that the woman was no good at all. The woman who used to be in charge, so she tried to be tactful when speaking.

Wen Songfeng thought of Zhao Xiaoyu's madness before, his brows twitched, and he understood why he suddenly behaved like this: "How could it be that I heard? To die is to see people, and to live is to see corpses."

"According to the people of Xianyimen, the corpse was taken away by the young elder Weng Ji who happened to pass by when he was going out to practice."

"Weng Ji... yes, he and Xiaoyu have always had a good relationship."

When Wen Songfeng was talking, he thought of hearing the news of his beloved son's death when he left the customs, and seeing Zhao Xiaoyu's qualifications, he felt that the sky was going to kill him. He couldn't accept that his moon-like child was replaced by such an inferior stone. In grief and anger, he slapped Zhao Xiaoyu with ten times of skill. If Weng Ji hadn't come out to stop him at that time, I'm afraid there would be no Zhao Xiaoyu today, and Qingyunmen would collapse sooner.

But now even with Zhao Xiaoyu's presence, Qingyunmen's collapse will only happen sooner or later.Even if Zhao Xiaoyu gets married, God will show mercy, and when the time comes, there will be another peerless genius like Li Sufeng or Wen Qing, and he will not have decades to wait for that child to grow up.What's more, the birth of a genius is a miracle that even one out of millions of people can't have.

He is now relying on a continent of heaven and earth treasures to accumulate on his own body to continue his life. At some point, his tattered body will completely collapse. As long as he dies, the situation will no longer be under control.

Weng Jie had saved Zhao Xiaoyu from his own hands twice, it seems that he really has feelings for Zhao Xiaoyu.But even with Weng Ji and Li Sufeng present, they could not bring back the collapse of Qingyunmen.Is there any way...

Zhao Xiaoyu...why is this child the last one left for him by the heavens.

Wen Songfeng was silent for a while, and then ordered: "Xianyimen despises me, Qingyun. From now on, it will deprive it of all its jurisdictional boundaries. Within 300 years, no mortal can be accepted as a disciple in Linghaizhou, otherwise it will be regarded as the same as Qingyun. The Qingyun Sect is the enemy. In addition, call the elders of the Artifact Hall and the Pill Hall to come to me, and then order someone to release the young master."

When the Mahayana elder heard his last edict, he glanced at Wen Songfeng in surprise, stooped and bowed out randomly.

This was the first time Wen Song heard him calling Zhao Xiaoyu the head of the young master.

It seems that the head of Wen's injury is almost at the end of the mountain, and now he is really desperate, and he has started to go to the doctor in an emergency.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the Mahayana master laughed happily.

Freedom is not far away.