May I ask who's calling?

The time goes back to the time when Li Sufeng was about to cross the mortal tribulation and Zhao Xiaoyu hadn't been discovered.

Li Sufeng changed his praised appearance and made himself extremely ugly. At the same time, he imprisoned all his cultivation and let himself have a mutilated body. Finally, he went to the place where the sect suppressed the evil One-fifth of the evil stone that can bring bad luck to people is needed.

Zhao Xiaoyu said that he didn't understand the feelings of a person who was rejected by the sky, so he decided to experience it for himself, and then came back to refute Zhao Xiaoyu's words.

But what he didn't know was that the evil stone had been tampered with, and what he took away was not a fifth of it, but a whole piece.The elder in charge of suppressing Xie Shi was jealous of his talent, so he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to do something, viciously hoping that this genius would fall like another Wenqing.

During that time, Zhao Xiaoyu was still immersed in the road of finding the resurrection technique. He was so forgetful, all because he wanted to let his father take a look at him. Through the mundane robbery.

After inquiring, he knew that those who go through the mundane calamity will be protected by special people, and that a cultivator's mundane calamity will not be disturbed by others, so he wants to take this opportunity to continue studying the resurrection technique, and wants to go to Li su While Feng was away, he gained his father's trust.He believed that by then Li Sufeng would no longer feel that his efforts were not worth it.

Zhao Xiaoyu studied selflessly. Before he knew it, he had gradually become the person who studied the resurrection technique most deeply in this world. Degree.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.No matter how deeply the resurrection technique is researched, it is absolutely impossible to resurrect the dead, so no matter how advanced the research is, there is nothing worth talking about.

He was only approaching Li Jufeng in the name of studying the resurrection technique. As for the research on the resurrection technique, the blood, flesh and blood he gave were just tools to win Li Sufeng's sympathy. Ruthless, he will also pretend to be "I voluntarily, I really want my brother to be resurrected, and no one can stop me".

He had never met Wen Qing, and in order to make his feelings for the elder brother who died young more real, he purposely inquired about that elder brother's deeds, words and deeds, and whenever he heard something new about Wen Qing, he would Putting on a look of admiration and saying what a wonderful man my brother is.

When someone says that it would be great if the young head is still alive, not only will he not be angry, but he will also say it along with the other party. I really hope that my brother is still alive.

When he meets someone who ridicules Wenqing's early death, he will rush forward to fight them desperately—even though he himself agrees with that sentence very much.At any time and any place, he has made a gesture of protection and respect for Wen Qing, and this reverence has deepened step by step as his understanding of Wen Qing deepened.

When he was doing research on the resurrection technique, he never hid it from anyone, even if he was often called a fool, he didn't care.He will also intentionally or unintentionally expose his damaged body for studying the resurrection technique.He even cut off one of his little fingers at any cost after obtaining the elixir that could make his flesh and blood grow back.

In the end, even Zhao Xiaoyu admired himself for being able to act so realistically. In the end, no one in the Qing Yun Sect suspected that his feelings for Wen Qing were fake.

"You are such a terrible lunatic." The only one who saw that all this was false Weng Ji commented on him with his eyes rolled.

Zhao Xiaoyu saw that Weng Ji didn't dislike herself because of this, so he went to squat beside him, looked at the sky over the mountain with the 12-year-old elder and said: "I didn't hurt anyone, it's true to do this I'm doing it, but my purpose is not what I said on the surface."

Weng Ji wanted to say a word at that time, but suddenly felt that what he said had no effect other than hurting others, so he held back and didn't say it.

——You are really pitiful and pathetic.

Originally, the resurrection of the dead would be very funny to anyone who heard it, and Zhao Xiaoyu never took it seriously.However, what he thought was impossible happened.

That was the biggest accident that happened to Zhao Xiaoyu when he was researching the resurrection technique before the master left the gate.

During a resurrection experiment, he actually recovered a strand of Wen Qing's soul.

Zhao Xiaoyu didn't even realize it at the time, he stared wide-eyed at the ray in front of him that seemed to be scattered but could still be seen to be Wen Qing's soul, shocked and shocked, it took him a long time to realize that he must not let Others discovered the existence of this ray of soul. He didn't want Wen Qing to come back alive or come back in another form. If Wen Qing came back alive, he would have no status in Qing Yunmen, but if he wanted to destroy this ray of soul As for the soul...

Zhao Xiaoyu hesitated.

This man is his elder brother, his own elder brother, half of the same blood flows from the two of them.

Later, Zhao Xiaoyu regretted many times why he was not cruel and decisive at that time. If he had made a decisive decision to destroy that strand of soul at that time, wouldn't he have suffered so much.But there is no regret medicine in this world.

Before he had made up his mind, Li Sufeng who came to look for him saw this ray of soul, and his shock was no less than that of Zhao Xiaoyu.

At that time, Li Sufeng had studied it for too long, and he realized more and more the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death.

However, it was such a thing that he racked his brains and couldn't do it, but Zhao Xiaoyu, who he thought was mediocre and stupid, did it.

Weeping with joy, he took out the soul-raising bottle to protect the strand of soul, and at the same time developed a heart of admiration for Zhao Xiaoyu.

Zhao Xiaoyu didn't know that Li Sufeng had never admired anyone so much, whether it was his father who once ruled the world, or the several powerful masters who taught him later, he respected them, but he never sincerely respected anyone. Having admired them, even if it was the first time he came to Qingyunmen to see those spells of flying to the sky and escaping from the ground, he only had one thought in his heart--I can do such things in the future.

But what Zhao Xiaoyu did, he couldn't do.

He admired Zhao Xiaoyu's perseverance, and truly believed that Zhao Xiaoyu's love for Wen Qing was no less than his own.At that moment, he put Zhao Xiaoyu at the same level as him.Zhao Xiaoyu became different in his mind.He also fell in love with talking about Wenqing with Xiaoyu, as if he had found the same kind.

In his eyes, Zhao Xiaoyu, from an illegitimate child at the beginning, to Wen Qing's younger brother, the son of the head master, and finally became a friend.

Zhao Xiaoyu knew his change better than himself, so he became more determined to continue pretending.Weng Ji, who had been watching the development of their relationship, also began to feel that Zhao Xiaoyu was a little bit amazing.

"As expected, it is the seed left by the Wen family, and it really has some tricks."

Weng Ji sometimes used such words to praise Zhao Xiaoyu, and Zhao Xiaoyu was usually very happy when he heard such words. He liked to hear such words of approval, which made him feel that he was not so useless.

He is thankful that he has this friend, otherwise he has no one to talk to, and many times he doesn't know whether he should continue or not.

Regarding the research on the resurrection technique, gradually he is not limited to the books left by the predecessors, but draws inferences from one instance, and he has also made innovative research on the resurrection technique.

One day he had a whim, experimented with two mice, used one mouse to sacrifice, and tried to save the other mouse, but he did not expect that he actually resurrected the other mouse.

At that time, he was so happy that he ran to find his father without any hesitation, wanting to gain recognition, but never thought about it. In fact, in the eyes of others, he and the mouse that was sacrificed under the experiment Likewise, he didn't care if the mouse lived or died, because it was just a mouse.Others don't care about his life or death, because he is just Zhao Xiaoyu.

Wen Songfeng may be willing to give everything he has in exchange for another child of his own, but if he has a choice, he still hopes to live.After all, no one wants to die.

At first, it was tried with death-row prisoners, but it was found that the technique could only be used on blood-related rats, and it was the same for humans.

"Xiaoyu, father, please, please, save Wenqing, please, please..."

He was finally recognized by this man as his child, in such a way.

Could it be that the things obtained through deception will not be what you want in the end?

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the man in front of him who used the word "father" for the first time in front of him. He seemed to be insane, but he clearly knew what he wanted and how to do it.

Zhao Xiaoyu thought, even if he asked him to kneel down and beg himself at this time, he would probably agree.

Looking at the sacrificial formation not far away, and at the man who said "I beg you" over and over again, Zhao Xiaoyu didn't know whether he had thought for a long time or made a decision all at once.

Finally, he said: "Take care of my mother."

This is the last time, he thought.

After this time, he will never hope that he can get the same treatment as Wen Qing in his heart.

——Zhao Xiaoyu will never be better than Wen Qing.

He felt that he understood this truth, but when he stepped into the formation, he still couldn't help but look back at the man's face, wanting to see if he would regret calling him, or if his face would be disturbed. Showing an unbearable expression, after all... After all, I am also his child.

but.

He felt that he had fully recognized it, and that there would be no hope at all.

Until the formation began, until a certain force began to destroy his body and tear his soul, until he clearly realized that he was really going to die, he was really going to die!To die at the hands of this man called father!

But at this time, he still stared at the face of the man in front of him, he wanted to find something from it, pity, the pain of losing his child, or the emotion of reluctance, even if it was just a little bit.

But no.

No.

Really do not have.

what is this?

"what--!"

The double ultimate pain of soul and sex made him finally scream.

He finally recognized it.

He Zhao Xiaoyu can't replace Wenqing no matter what he does.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want Wen Qing to come back to life, he wanted to see Li Sufeng.

At the last moment, he opened the jade pendant given to him by his only friend, which can transmit sound from thousands of miles away, and shouted hoarsely at the Weng Ji on the other side, "Help me."