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Rong Ling hugged Rong Buyu's bloody body tightly in his arms. Hearing his weak voice, it hurt like a sharp knife piercing through his heart.

He shook his hands and gently stroked Buyu's pale face, his always gentle expression finally showed some cracks, and he said in an unsteady voice: "Buyu..."

Rong Buyu rubbed against his palm lightly, and murmured: "Father, I'm so cold..."

Rong Ling hugged him even tighter, and softly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, dad is here, no one can hurt you anymore."

Rong Buyu was spoiled by Rong Ling since he was a child and grew up. Even if he injured his arm while practicing swords, he would feel distressed to death. Who would have thought that one day Rong Buyu would be lying in his arms covered in blood and dying. .

While protecting him, Rong Ling raised his hand, and suddenly shot a burst of spiritual power at the roaring living corpse not far away.

The spiritual power was like a pitch-black flame, with a faint blue color, it rushed over like an off-string arrow, and directly smashed the living corpses that had not had time to react into a pile of loess. After that, the spiritual power did not stop. He stopped, passing through the souls that were dissipated from the ghosts, the sharp blades that seemed to be on fire rumbled to the long dense forest road, and a dark line was burned on the ground, spreading to a distance.

There was a loud bang, and the flames suddenly sprang up and spread around.

At this time, the loess, which was so stiff and distracted, fell to the ground with a rustle from the air.

Hua Ling, who had broken several bones, slowly got up from the ground, and walked towards Rong Ling fearlessly.

Rong Ling was already furious, when he saw that the ghost who had hurt Rong Buyu dared to come forward, he raised his hand and was about to slap him, but Rong Buyu grabbed his hand lazily.

"Father, let them go."

Rong Ling looked down at Rong Buyu.

Rong Buyu lost so much blood that he seemed to have lost the strength to speak, and his voice was frighteningly soft.

"I... forcibly brought them out. It's none of their business. You let them go."

Rong Ling looked at Rong Buyu expressionlessly, and said, "Is this the answer you gave me?"

Rong Buyu reluctantly opened his eyes.

"You choose to let them go, because you want to be an enemy of your father?" Rong Ling said, "The formation of the Demon Cultivation Pagoda has already been prepared. Once released, the entire Three Realms will become a world full of ghosts, don't worry..."

He stretched out his hand and gently touched Rong Buyu's face, as if he was a little puzzled: "Isn't it okay for Dad to do this? Those righteous ways drove your mother to death, and you actually want to defy me for them?"

Rong Buyu shook his head slowly: "But the others are innocent..."

"Innocent?" Rong Ling said softly, "Then why didn't they think you were innocent when they forced your mother to death?"

Rong Buyu coughed weakly, firmly grasping Rong Ling's hand: "Father..."

"Your temperament is after all your mother, indecisive, and too kind."

Rong Ling gently grasped Rong Buyu's hand, and the warm palm covered the back of his hand, and a spiritual force slowly emerged in the palms of the two of them.

Rong Buyu seemed to have sensed something, and struggled twice with all his strength, with some fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid." Rong Ling said softly, "Didn't you kill a lot of ghosts just now, and there won't be many more."

Just now Rong Ling's "Don't be afraid" full of worry and this time's light "Don't be afraid" are two completely different tones. The former makes Rong not feel at ease, but the latter makes him shiver with fear.

Rong Buyu's voice almost split: "No..."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you live in a greenhouse like this, and grow into such an unachievable appearance." Rong Ling held his hand and slowly spread his palm, aiming at the girl who was caught by Rong Ling at some time. Hualing in confinement.

Rong Buyu struggled desperately: "Father... you, no..."

He has lost much strength, even with all his strength, he still can't shake Rong Ling's hand.

Rong Ling said softly: "Hey, open your eyes and watch."

Rong Buyu's eyes were filled with tears, he stared blankly at his hand with spiritual power slowly aiming at Hua Ling's thin body.

Rong Ling still hugged him lightly, holding Rong Buyu's slender hand, without saying a word, he slammed the spiritual power out.

Rong Buyu's eyes widened suddenly, tears finally fell down.

"what--"

Rong Buyu didn't have much recollection of what happened after that, but he only remembered that Rong Ling brought him back to Wuhua City, who was limp all over.

The Demon Repair Pagoda was already filled with the hostility of ghosts, and black shadows were flying in the air, like sharp knives, scraping cracks on the ground and stone pillars.

Rong Buyu was placed in the center of the huge magic circle by Rong Ling, and the wound on his back had not yet healed, and it was stuck to the cold ground, causing the dazed Rong Buyu's body to tremble suddenly, and he finally regained some consciousness.

There seemed to be evil spirits roaring in the strange surroundings, he looked around in a daze, and then his eyes fell on Rong Ling who was beside him.

"father?"

There was a strange calmness in Rong Ling's body, and the usual gentleness was gone from his face. He looked at Rong Buyu expressionlessly, and said, "Buyu, dad will teach you how to live again."

Rong Buyu looked at him blankly.

The next moment, a huge formation above the head suddenly shone with light, reflecting the formation on the ground. After the two rays of light were connected in the air, a jet of black spiritual power suddenly fell towards Rong Buyu in the center of the formation.

Rong Buyu suddenly let out heart-piercing screams.

Rong Ling was still sitting by the side, looking mercilessly at Rong Buyu who was pierced by the ghost's spiritual power from his heart, as if all the spoiling in the past was just an illusion, and what is now is his true nature.

The ghost's slight slash of spiritual power was like a sharp knife cutting through flesh and blood, let alone a dense mass, Rong Buyu only got hit once, and then screamed hoarsely, almost dying.

The blood vessels in his body seemed to be smashed and reassembled inch by inch, Rong Buyu screamed, and the sound stopped abruptly, his pupils were empty for a while, as if he had lost consciousness.

Soon, another wave of spiritual power fell from the center of the magic circle, waking him up from a coma with severe pain.

Rong Buyu's fingers were firmly grasping the ground of the formation, his nails were all split, but he couldn't escape the pain that seemed to chop his soul into pieces.

"Father..." Rong Buyu finally hissed unbearably, "Father, I was wrong..."

Rong Ling looked at him neither sad nor happy, and said: "Then can I kill them now?"

Rong Buyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in confusion, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please, let them go..."

Rong Ling's expression did not change, but a wave of spiritual power fell again.

Rong Buyu's body shook, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Rong Ling said softly: "It's only half of the righteous blood that makes you so innocent and kind. Don't worry, you will still become a ghost, so father can rest assured."

Rong Buyu was in severe pain all over his body, but he didn't know what Rong Ling had done, but his mind was extremely clear, even if he wanted to pass out, he couldn't do it.

He was trembling all over, his body was spread out, one after another spiritual power came down one after another, without giving him any time to breathe, it almost knocked him out of his wits.

"Father..." Rong Buyu didn't know if he yelled out, but what remained in his mind was the endless pain and the disgusting breath that made him vomit.

Rong Ling said softly: "As long as you get through the 27 spiritual powers, you will no longer have any resistance to ghosts, and you will no longer worry about the life and death of those righteous people."

27 tracks.

Rong Buyu's eyes were full of fear, but a burst of spiritual power almost killed him. It's hard to imagine that if all the spiritual power was knocked out, he would be instantly dissipated.

"Father..." He struggled to grab Rong Ling's hand, his throat was full of blood, and it was extremely difficult for him to make a sound, "Are you... crazy?"

Rong Buyu asked Rong Ling this question before, and Rong Ling admitted it with all his eyes, but now...

Rong Ling, who looks like an evil ghost, seems to be his real crazy appearance.

Rong Buyu's face was covered with tears, and the hand that was holding Rong Ling also lost his strength little by little.

Gui Yan's spiritual power still struck down from time to time, but Rong Buyu no longer had the strength to scream in pain, and just stared blankly at the formation above his head with empty eyes.

Consciousness seemed to disappear little by little, Rong Buyu was in so much pain that he could no longer feel the pain, until a hand suddenly hugged him gently in his arms.

Some hot water stains slowly fell on his neck, Rong Buyu was shivering from the heat, and slowly opened his half-closed eyes.

Rong Ling hugged him in his arms at some point, his whole body was trembling, tears were slowly overflowing from those glass-like eyes.

Rong Buyu stared at him blankly.

This was the first time he saw Rong Ling cry.

This man seemed to be omnipotent, every time Rong Buyu was in danger, he would descend from the sky to protect him like a god.

Rong Buyu never knew that he would cry too.

Rong Ling hugged him tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...don't hate me..."

Rong Buyu lost all strength, looked at him blankly, and barely made a small sound.

"father……"

Rong Ling was still holding him, his whole body was trembling, the formation above his head had dissipated, and the spiritual power of Gui Yan disappeared around him.

Rong Ling seemed to be holding a lost and found treasure, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

Hearing Rong Buyu calling him, he murmured softly: "Buyu, don't hate me."

He tosses and turns and only calls out his own name, and the weak "don't hate me".

Rong Buyu didn't know what was going on with him now, but he suddenly felt that the cold and heartless Rong Ling just now had disappeared, and now it was his father who loved him for 18 years who was holding him.

Rong Buyu rubbed against Rong Ling's arms with difficulty, and murmured: "Father, I'm in so much pain."

Rong Ling trembled all over and hugged him even tighter.

"My head hurts, my heart hurts, my hands hurt, my whole body hurts..." Rong Buyu didn't know what he was talking about, he just felt that this hug made him extremely wronged, completely unaware that these words were like daggers slamming Insert it into Rong Ling's heart.

Rong Ling had already gone insane more than ten years ago, and his usual gentleness towards Rong Buyu was just an illusion of madness.

It's just that the rare lucidity in the frenzy made him watch Rong Buyu poured out in front of him covered in blood, and the extremely fierce spiritual power pierced through his veins.

Rong Ling almost collapsed, only belatedly remembered what he did when he was so angry.

He disregarded Rong Buyu's pleas, and watched helplessly as he was tortured by ghosts and spiritual powers, making life worse than death.

Is there anything more crushing than watching one's own son step by step to death with one's hands on the sidelines?

Rong Ling hugged Rong Buyu tightly, and after apologizing for countless times, he said: "Buyu, don't you want to go out?"

Rong Buyu was already drowsy, he raised his head in a daze after hearing this: "Huh?"

Rong Ling said: "Father let you go."

Rong Buyu was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "I don't want to go..."

It was always He Chen and the others who wanted to leave. He just couldn't bear it, so he gave it a push.

Rong Ling gently pushed him away and said, "You have to go."

There were no tears in his eyes, but there were still some tears on his face.

Rong Buyu's heart trembled when he saw this look in his eyes, and he said with difficulty: "Why..."

Rong Ling gently touched his face, and murmured: "Because I will hurt you."

It was just this sentence that made Rong Buyu's dead eyes slowly light up, he hugged Rong Ling again trembling, couldn't stop his tears, choked up and said: "I...I knew that father would not be so right I……"

Rong Ling hugged him lightly, and was caught off guard by his trusting words. After a long while, he said: "So, listen to me obediently and leave here. I have already let Hechen and the others go. You follow them. A righteous person will definitely not embarrass you."

Rong Buyu desperately shook his head.

"If you don't want to follow them, you can change your name and change your surname to spend the rest of your life in a remote place." Rong Ling said, "It's just that if Dad is not by your side, I'm afraid I will suffer if I don't."

Rong Buyu doesn't know anything, if left unattended, he might starve to death in a few days.

The more Rong Ling thought about it, the more sad he felt, he took out a shimmering spiritual weapon from his arms and stuffed it into Rong Buyu's sleeve, and said: "When you get out of Wuhua City, find a place to settle down as soon as possible, if there is no place Stay in the spirit vessel."

Rong Buyu still shook his head, he seemed to understand what Rong Ling was going to do in a trance, but still couldn't believe it, he grabbed Rong Ling's sleeve and shook it lightly, begging: "Father, we don't want anything anymore, How about leaving Wuhua City? Just the two of us, wherever we want to go..."

Rong Ling just looked at him sadly, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Rong Buyu murmured: "How will I live without my father?"

Rong Ling stared at him blankly, but suddenly didn't want to let him go.

After only a moment, he still insisted: "Go quickly."

Rong Buyu: "Father..."

Rong Buyu raised his hand and injected a burst of spiritual power between Rong Buyu's eyebrows, saying: "Let's go."

That spiritual power forcefully supported Rong Buyu's exhausted body to stand up, and walked out of the magic repair tower step by step uncontrollably.

Rong Buyu struggled to turn around: "Father..."

Rong Ling turned his back to him, looking down at the dense formations on the ground, and ignored them.

Rong Buyu was dazed, only felt that the spiritual power controlled him to walk slowly along the road towards the gate of the city, and the ghosts on the side of the road disappeared at any time, allowing him to reach the entrance of the dense forest unimpeded.

The living corpses and ghosts in the dense forest were all shaken out of their wits by Rong Ling's palm, only the faint blue fire spread in the forest.

Rong Ling didn't look back until he could no longer hear footsteps.

Chaoyang has already appeared in the sky at some point, like a colorful painting, too gorgeous.