Chapter 143 Father and Son Next

"Yin" looked at the two people looking wrong and inadvertently asked, "Do you know each other?"

But then he wanted to slap himself with a big mouth, because these words almost caused a life-and-death battle.

"I don't know this person, or I don't want to know this person at all." Wu Pengwei smiled coldly, turned around, turned his head and looked around, as if he were looking at the surrounding environment.

"Xiao Wei, I'm..." The giant man's expression changed, and his tone was surprisingly soft, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Shut up!"

Wu Pengwei suddenly turned around, and the "Sword of the Stars" appeared in his hand for no reason. His expression was as cold as iron. The blade pointed straight at the other party and said, "I'm not interested in talking about who you are. One more word, I will pierce your mouth, tear your chest, and smash your head. Do what I say. Don't force me."

His tone is indifferent, without a trace of emotion. No, on the contrary, it should be said that there is a strong emotion, that is hatred, a complete hatred, the purest hatred, and no other feelings.

The sword blade has a vertical finger and is full of murderous spirit. It does not make people doubt Wu Pengwei's determination at all. Even the "yin" beside it can be felt. As long as the murderous intention hidden in the front of the sword is slightly touched, the murderous atmosphere will pour out.

The giant smiled miserably and looked as gentle as the original: "I know you hate me, but anyway, you are my son..."

"I told you to shut up..."

Wu Pengwei's eyes tightened, and the "Sword of the Stars" in his hand flew out. It was hard to think quickly, and he was about to kill the giant under the sword.

Fortunately, the "yin" eyes on the side were clear and his hands were fast. When the giant opened his mouth, he knew that it was not good. A deep roar, his body quickly expanded, turning into a black fog to completely entangle the sword. The huge dark force was like a sticky deep sea water flow, which completely condensed the sword, and even difficult to move.

At this time, the sword is not enough to reach the giant's chest, which is only a short distance.

"Wu boy, you're crazy. The enemy is in the face. You have to fight first."

The "yin" voice sounded in the black fog, but there was some discouragement in the voice, because he knew that he could not convince Wu Pengwei. Wu Pengwei, who had always been indifferent, was a very insightful person and would not be shaken by the will and rules of anyone else.

Sure enough, before the sound of "yin" fell, Wu Pengwei's sword began to tremble violently. A chaotic, primitive, empty and powerful force rippled at the tip of the sword, like a tiny whirlpool, constantly absorbing any substance around it, getting bigger and bigger and faster.

This is the power of "the nihilistic devour", which cooperates with the truth of the way of the stars to tolerate everything, running slowly but firmly and expanding.

Even if the strength of "yin" is close to that of the junior martial arts god, it is a little unbearable.

This is not that the power of qi and blood of "yin" is not as good as that of Wu Pengwei. On the contrary, by integrating the "big sunlight qi" of "yang", the "nine deep" qi of "yin" has already been raised to a level, which is still on Wu Pengwei's "eating of nothingness", but it does not want to hurt Wu Pengwei and leaves a lot of room. On the contrary, the latter is not Otherwise, come and go, thousands of miles away.

"What the hell, this boy is playing for real."

"Yin" snorted with his teeth, and he couldn't stand it. At this time, suddenly, outside the black fog, a flame power that was extremely strong, not even under the strength of "Yin", burst through the fog.

"Eighteen fierce beasts, fire crane burning city"

A red crane, spreading its wings and swaying, like the brightest red clouds, carrying infinite fire, burning the black fog.

"Yin" suffered from the enemy, and suddenly couldn't offset it. He shouted strangely and retreated.

"I'll do it, you two strange bastards..."

"Yin" fell a hundred meters away, and he wanted to find justice, and persuaded him to fight. This was one of the most ridiculous and depressing things in the world. But when he saw the scene not far in front of him, his anger turned into shock, but the shock turned into a trace of coolness.

Wu Pengwei's sword of stars is penetrating the chest of the giant man, and dark golden blood is dripping to the ground along the edge of the blade, drop by drop, like dewdrops in the morning, falling to the ground, scattered into various graceful forms.

It's just that the blood is hot, dripping on the ground, and the heat rises like smoke, but the smoke looks desolate and tragic.

Above the blade of the sword is a huge hand full of charms. It holds the body of the sword tightly and almost drags it to the chest. It seems that the other party's stab is not fierce enough, not deep enough, and not fatal enough.

"I know you hate me, but you are always my son."

The giant smiled miserably. There was too much affection in his smile, but there was no hatred, no trace of hatred, only strong love.

"I know that thirteen years ago, you blamed me for abandoning you and leaving you alone. You hate me and want to kill me. I know that I don't blame you. Today, if you cut me a thousand times, I, Wu Jingyue, have a complaint. I'm not a man. I'm a father in vain. Come on, child, stab according to my heart. My life is hard. This damn ancient rune has messed up my body. It's not enough to pierce my heart. It's better to break it up and completely decompose it with your 'empty devoured'. Son, it's all my fault and blame me. The giant smiled miserably, but there was the most charitable and soft light in his eyes, just like a kind father looking at the naughty child. No matter how naughty the child is, the father will only smile.

Even the "yin" beside him felt a little unbearable, but somehow, he couldn't say a word and wanted to stop him, but his body was like a stone pile, poking hard and unable to move.

"Do you think I dare not?"

Wu Pengwei, who held the sword of the stars, was still cold, and there was no tremor. The other party's injury and words did not shake him at all. At least from his eyes, he tightened the hilt and spawned a little bit of strength. "The nihilistic devour" was transmitted to the other party's body along the blade, and he could I can feel that there are some forces similar to the ancient runes, blocking his damage to the body of the giant man.

These forces are arrogant and majestic, just like the style of a giant, but they are obviously not controlled by the giant.

This is the power of the ancient rune to spontaneously protect the life of the giant, just like Wu Pengwei's "King Kong does not die". At the critical moment, Wu Pengwei's urging will run independently to protect Wu Pengwei's life.

This is the wonderful use of smart skills.

But at this moment, it has become an obstacle to Wu Pengwei's resentment.

"Do it, I don't blame you."

The voice of the giant man once again sounded in Wu Pengwei's ear. He even closed his eyes and quietly waited for the moment when the "Nothing Eat" broke out in his chest and completely shattered his heart.

A dead silence.

"Puff..."

The giant man felt a sudden pain in his heart. It seemed that blood splashed out, and the piercing pain in his chest seemed to be empty, and the previous feeling of fullness suddenly disappeared.

He opened his eyes and saw that there was a huge trauma in his chest. The blood flowed out and his heart was heartbreaking, but he could feel that his heart was still beating and not broken.

"Well, people like you are not worth killing. They will stain my hands."

Wu Pengwei wiped the golden blood stains on it like dirt with his sleeve, and then turned around indifferently without a trace of stay. He strode to the deep darkness that could not be illuminated in front of him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the giant man sat down on the ground with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"Well, are you really Wu's father?"

"Yin" was full of curiosity. He came up and asked a very idiotically. By now, he actually understood the relationship between the two, but he couldn't help saying something.

"Yes, maybe, I deserve this name. I have never fulfilled my duty as a father, but he is indeed my son." The giant sat on the ground, with a blonde shawl, and two strands of turbid tears on his scarred face. The wound on his chest was healing. As he said, the ancient rune contained incredible power and was slowly repairing his wound.

"Yin" scratched his head. He really didn't know much about human emotions. Although he has gone through the vicissitudes of life and is a real old monster, "Yin" is a dragon. As for these cowardly feelings, one of the noble dragons will not have it, and even if there are, it will be abandoned like abandoning shoes.

"Then why don't you take care of your son?" Yin" sighed and pretended to be a little pretentious, but in his memory, his father "ying" often sighed at himself when he was alive. He thought that people and the father of the dragon should have something in common.

"Nan alone..." The giant man smiled bitterly and lowered his head, as if he was recalling an unbearable memory and talking about the past.

"When Peng Wei was one and a half years old, his mother disappeared for no reason overnight. As the first master of Linbin Town in the East China Sea, I was furious at that time. I thought it was the other two families who kidnapped my wife. Yu Ting was delicate and did not know how to use force. A delicate but beautiful woman fell on the enemy. In my hand, the consequences were unimaginable. I rushed into the general pivot of the other two families that night. After a bloody battle, I defeated all the other party's masters. Even I was seriously injured, but I came back empty-handed. I only got one result in the bloody battle that night. My wife's disappearance had nothing to do with these two families.

"After I went back, I was locked up and began to alienate the affairs of the family. I devoted myself to analyzing my wife's departure, but I couldn't find even the smallest clues, no traces of fighting, no words left, and even the purpose of the other party's kidnapping. During that time, I was going crazy, so I borrowed it. The origin of the family's maritime business began to look for the whereabouts of his wife in Fenglan mainland. At first, it was only in the coastal area, and later in the prosperous area of the Central Plains. After more than two years, my footprints have spread all over half of Fenglan, but I still have no clue.

"Yu Ting is like evaporated from the world. She is completely missing. I love her very deeply, and I can't watch Peng Wei without a mother, so I went crazy to look for it. Later, when I accidentally looked over the books left by Yuting, I suddenly found a clue, so I immediately went out to look for it. I just didn't expect that this wisp of clues made me fall into a big mystery, 14 years later.

"In fourteen years, it's not that I don't want to go back to see Weier, but I'm in a dilemma, and I can't even decide my own life. When I go back and see Weier, it will only bring him endless killings. I'm not as good as a ghost. Do I still want my son to follow in the footsteps? Haha, no, I Wu Jing Yue is not that kind of person, but Wei Er doesn't know, but doesn't know, but doesn't know..."

A series of whispers sounded slowly, and the tears from the corners of the giant's eyes quietly fell to the ground, but they were sonorous.

He carried too much grief and helplessness, but when facing his son, the other party only had endless hatred, which made him feel embarrassed, but it made him helpless.

There is nothing more tragic than this in the world.

But he didn't know that "Yin" and Wu Pengwei were connected. When his words fell into the ear curtain of "Yin", they also flowed into Wu Pengwei's heart.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei just stood in front of a huge and gorgeous stone tablet, standing quietly. His eyes were as quiet as water and as deep as the sea. No one could see his emotions.

He just stood quietly, just standing quietly..................