Chapter 174 Killing Mother and Father

Ouyang thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there is salvation, maybe there is no salvation." With that, he shook his head and sat down with a sigh.

Huangfu Yuran was eager to know the result, and how could he be satisfied with such an ambiguous answer, so he hurriedly asked, "What does the Lord mean? Is it saved or hopeless?"

Ouyang sighed and said, "It's helpless! The two souls are detained. As long as they get their souls, the souls return to the body. Secondly, they have to release the control of the puppet door. It's just..."

"Just what? Lord, say it quickly!" Although Huangfuyu was anxious, Ouyang was not in a hurry and intended to go around the circle.

Ouyang said, "It's just that no one can understand the technique of the puppet door. If you move your whole body with one hair, you will kill two people if you are not careful. You should think about this matter carefully. Moreover, the two souls are trapped in the detention array of the puppet gate, which can protect the soul for ten years. After ten years, they will be absorbed by the array. It has been nearly six years now, and there is not much time.

Huangfu Yuran stared and said fiercely, "I'm going to save my parents' souls, and I won't destroy the puppet door and be a son of man!"

Ouyang patted Huangfu Yuran on the shoulder and said, "Lord, this matter should be discussed in the long run. There are many masters of the puppet door, and they are not open and aboveboard. Not to mention whether they can save the soul, even if they are rescued, it is useless. If the soul leaves the soul array, the soul will be scattered, unless it comes out of the array and enters the body, but how can this situation take the body of the respected parents?

Huangfu Yuran sat down, his eyes were blind, and his face was full of sadness. Ouyangqing stood up and walked out and said, "Ziyan, take the Lord down and have a rest."

Ziyan walked to Huangfu Yuran and whispered, "Lord, take care of yourself. Please go to the wing room with your subordinates to rest."

Huangfuyu stood up blankly and slowly walked out behind Ziyan. Just outside the hall, Huangfu Yuran suddenly screamed, "I'm going to see my parents. Take me there quickly!"

Ziyan said in an embarrassment, "Lord, you'd better have a good rest and go to see them. The Lord's current state is really..."

"No, I'm going to see you now. My biological parents have not seen each other for 18 years, and now they are approaching. How can I be peaceful? The life and death of the two old people are uncertain. Don't the sons of man even have the right to meet? As he spoke, he already cried, and tears wet his face.

Before Ouyang Qing went far away, he came over when he heard Huangfu Yuran's voice. Ziyan looked at Ouyangqing in embarrassment. Ouyangqing nodded and motioned Ziyan to take Huangfu Yuran to the back mountain.

Ziyan bowed and said, "Lord, please come with me." After saying that, he turned around and drove in the direction of the back mountain.

Huangfu Yuran was anxious to see his parents and hurried to follow him without much thought. At this time, Huangfu Yuran's heart was full of mixed and chaotic, with the joy of seeing his parents and helpless sadness...

At the speed of two people, the back mountain tea time has arrived. As soon as he went out of the back door, Huangfu Yuran felt a sense of evil, which was better than the breath on the evil god.

Looking around, the whole back mountain was shrouded in a thin layer of fog, and everything looked so hazy. The haze is full of poetry and painting, but this place is not so. This place is full of violent killing.

Huangfu Yuran frowned and looked at the surrounding environment and was a little confused about where the uneasiness came from. Ziyan walked in front and said lightly, "Lord, this way!" Then he went straight into the mist.

Although it was a mist, it was still difficult to see things clearly a few feet away, so Huangfu Yuran also followed Ziyan step by step in. The more he turned, the more the familiar and uneasy throbbing in Huangfu Yuran's heart would be a little stronger.

After all, the road has an end, and finally comes to the end. Ziyan stopped, pointed to the front and said, "Lord, there!"

Huangfu Yuran stopped and looked in the direction pointed by Ziyan and saw five stone pillars standing on the huge open space, and a word on the stone pillar was looking forward to a dragon. The five stone pillars are arranged according to the direction of the five elements, and each spits out an energy line in the dragon's mouth to connect to the beads floating in the air. A piece of light scattered above the beads forms a light mask, covering the whole area.

At this time, two people were sitting in the mask. The man's long hair was hanging down, and a brocade robe was spotless. The woman Xu Niang is half old, and her charm still exists, and it is difficult to hide her luxury in her beauty. At this time, the two were sitting in the mask, with their eyes slightly closed, as if they were meditating and specious. If you look carefully, the eyebrows of these two people are somewhat similar to Huangfu Yuran.

The moment Huangfu Yuran saw the two, his heart suddenly hurt. Although there is no image of my parents in my memory, the wonderful connection of blood is constantly cut. Therefore, Huangfu Yuran was sure that this was his parents when he saw the two people.

Huangfu Yuran's eyes were full of tears, knelt down and knocked three times respectfully. Ziyan took a few steps to get closer and wanted to pull up Huangfu Yuran. She said, "Young master..." At the corner of her eyes, Ouyangqing shook his head and bowed her head and retreated.

Huangfu Yuran knelt on the ground and didn't want to get up for a long time. His eyes looked confusedly at the two people sitting in the middle. I don't know if it was telepathy or something, but the two people who had lowered their eyes raised their eyes and closed them. Although at this moment, Huangfu Yuran still saw it. As if feeling the call of his parents, Huangfu Yuran suddenly stood up and strode into the mask.

Ziyan wanted to stop it, but after all, she was stopped by Ouyangqing. Ouyangqing whispered, "Let him solve his own affairs."

The moment Huangfu Yuran walked into the array, he felt a pressure directly pressing up. Mo Yunzhenqi resisted the pressure and slowly walked to the two people sitting on the ground. After approaching, he knelt on his knees and sobbed, "Dad, mother, Yuran came to see you."

As soon as Huangfu Yuran was about to kowtow, he felt a strong wind behind him and immediately rolled forward and dodged. Standing up and looking back, his back suddenly felt cold. At this time, the two people sitting in front of them were already standing in the place where Huangfu Yuran was kneeling. The man held a folding fan in his hand and a long sword in her hand. At this time, both of them were looking at Huangfu Yuran with their eyes open, and their empty eyes had a trace of breath.

Huangfu Yuran frowned gently and said anxiously, "Dad, mother, I'm Yuer! Dad..."

But it was a long sword that greeted Huangfu Yuran. As soon as Huangfu Yuran raised his step, the long sword in his mother's hand had already stabbed over. Huangfu Yuran dodged the sword and said quickly, "Mom, are you going to kill Yuer?"

However, no one paid attention to Huangfu Yuran's shouting. His mother's action did not stop because of Huangfu Yuran's words, and his father Huangfu Qing also joined in. For his parents, Huangfu Yuran was willing to do it, and he could only blindly avoid it.

In the trapped dragon array, the space is limited. After all, he still can't avoid it and is stabbed by the long sword alone. Huangfu Yuran suddenly stopped and stood still and closed his eyes and said, "Yuer's life is given by his parents. Now if his parents want to take it back, take it back."

Ouyangqing outside the array saw that Huangfu Yuran no longer dodged, but closed his eyes and waited to die. He quickly shouted, "Lord, you can't do this. These two have no soul, but puppets of the puppet door. They have not respected their parents for a long time. If the Lord dies like this, how can he explain to the dead people?

When Huangfu Yuran, who closed his eyes, heard Ouyang's words, he suddenly opened his eyes at the moment when the folding fan was about to hit his head. His eyes flashed, and the true air surged out of his body and shocked the two people nearby. Although they know that they are puppets, they still look like their parents. How can they do it?

But the fact was that Huangfu Yuran did not have the opportunity to think about this, and the two rushed up again. Huangfu Yuran thought that Dian Yun had said that he had to be cruel to achieve great things. Looking at today's scene, if he was not cruel enough, then he would die.

Huangfu Yuran's eyes were cold, his hands were folded in front of him, and he slowly opened it. The burning remnant sun blood sword had appeared between his hands. Huangfu Yuran said coldly, "No matter who wants to kill me, I will kill him!" Then he pushed his hands forward, and the Canyang's bloody sword rushed to his mother with a long sword. Huangfu Yuran followed closely and followed him, ready to respond at any time.

The Canyang Bloody Sword passed through his chest without obstruction. Huangfu Yuran flashed behind his mother and reached out to grab the Canyang Blood Sword. One turned around and drew an arc across his father's neck. After all this, Huangfu Yuran closed his eyes tightly and killed his parents with his own hands. His heart was as painful as a needle!

Just when Huangfu Yuran was heartbroken, the voice of Ouyangqing came: "My lord, be careful, the puppet can't be killed like this, and it must be..." Ouyangqing did not go on. If Huangfu Yuran was allowed to cut his biological parents to pieces with his own hands, he always felt a little cruel.

Huangfu Yuran has felt the murderous intention behind him, took a step forward and turned around. The mother, who was penetrated by a long sword, rushed over again with a long sword in her hand. Compared with the power just now, Huangfu Qing was still bleeding on his neck. At this time, he also felt no pain and waved a folding fan and killed him.

Huangfu Yuran frowned tightly and suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted, "Ah!" Then he held the Canyang blood sword and danced crazily, and the sword spirit that shot out filled the whole array. In the flying sword spirit, no one is immune to difficulties.

Huangfu Yuran endured the tearing pain in his heart and roared every time he waved a sword. After a long time, the sword spirit dissipated, and Huangfu fell to the ground heavily. His lips trembled, tears surged out, and he bowed down to the falling pieces.

Then Huangfu Yuran stood up and said faintly, "I'm killing my mother and father now. I'm an unfilial person. I should see Jiuyou's father with a good face..." Before I finished speaking, I fell to the ground in front of my eyes.