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In the Ice City Lord's Mansion, in a small courtyard that surrounds all directions, there is a middle-aged blue-robed man with a majestic face, but with a sad heart that cannot be dissolved, standing quietly in front of a high raised earthen bag, this is the tomb, there is no monument, only a piece of wood is inserted in front of the tomb, and a simple robe hangs on it.

A mound of clothes means that there are no bones.

"Son, for the hope of the father, why did you leave like this?" The middle-aged man's original sad expression, when he finished saying this, he cried out loud, he was extremely old, with gray hair, and wrinkles on his face one after another, but the breath that he inadvertently dispersed made the space ripple, and there were faint signs of shattering, which only a master above the Holy Realm could make the space unstable with his breath alone.

If you can live in the City Lord's Mansion in the Ice City, and you are a saint-level cultivator, who else can there be besides Wen Renkun?

And Wen Ren Kun's son is naturally Wen Ren who was taken away by the Siren King and died. A generation of geniuses, the body of the origin, was mutilated like this, it's a pity, if he is given time, there will be one more peak giant in the mainland, and even if the opportunity is enough, the king is not hopeless.

At this time, a voice came from outside the courtyard gate, Wen Renkun wiped his face, his sad expression was swept away, and he regained his calm but said lightly with majesty: "What's the matter? Didn't I say that if there is no major matter, don't come to disturb!"

The voice outside suddenly became frightened, and hurriedly explained: "My lord, the one in the news of the temple has already come, and..."

"Come in, have something to say!"

A middle-aged man walked into the courtyard, bowed in awe and said, "That one has a conflict with your cousin and nephew, and it is a bit big, and you need to come forward in this matter!"

"Tengda, a bastard who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures, he has caused me trouble all day long, from steward to guard, and he doesn't know how to settle down, it's really..."Wen Renkun frowned, and said impatiently, when he mentioned the name in his mouth, his eyes had undisguised disgust, but there was a trace of imperceptible guilt.

"Let's go, the temple has decreed, that person must not be offended, if necessary, even if it is sacrificed to my elder, it will not hesitate, hehe!" Wen Renkun's body flashed and disappeared into the courtyard, leaving only the mocking sound of nothingness.

The middle-aged man who came in was shocked, revealing a shocked look, but there was a strange glow in his pupils, just in a flash, his body shook again, and the strangeness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a daze, shook his head and chased after Wenren Kun.

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"Haha, Xiaoyou came to my ice city again, it is really to let the house shine, it is better to go to my house to talk, so that the old decay can fulfill the friendship of the landlord. "It didn't take long, Wen Renkun arrived at the empty space between the inner city and the outer city, he is a holy step, and the distance is not far, even if you don't tear the space, you can reach it within ten breaths.

"Wenren City... Your hair?" Xia Xin just wanted to return the salute, after all, no matter how it is, it is a saint-level master, and the number of etiquette that should be there is still a must, but he stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, the last time I saw and heard about Kun, he was not like this, although he had entered middle age, he was very strong, and he was still in the year of the dragon and tiger.

Now he has gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and more importantly, there is some abnormal aura on his body, which makes Xia Xin extremely sensitive, which is death.

When people are desperate, this abnormal death will appear, because they have lost hope in the whole world and will die.

Although this Wen Ren Kun is well hidden, but he can't hide it from Xia Xin, the latter is a person who has almost died once, buried in the loess for seven years, these seven years are equivalent to death, his body instinctively has its own dead air, but this is normal, not Wen Ren Kun This kind of person is obviously alive, but his heart is dead.

Whether it is normal or abnormal, it is all dead air, belonging to the same source, Xia Xin can naturally perceive it, not to mention that his mental power is special, after being soaked in the golden and black two-color pool, his perception is by no means comparable to that of ordinary pen masters.

You must know that if ordinary people do not have the innate conditions for cultivating mental power, they have to enter the martial ancestor before they can automatically appear mental power, and at that time, it is only the author who appears, and he must start cultivating from the very basics, but the author, the pen master and even the pen king do not have much effect on the seventh-order powerhouse, it is better to concentrate on cultivating spiritual power, hoping to be able to enter the sainthood one day.

However, if a person who is ambitious and extremely confident in himself will be promoted to the Martial Ancestor, he will go all out to cultivate his mental power, so that the two can go hand in hand, and under the same cultivation of pen and martial arts, he will not only strengthen his own combat power, but also on the road of martial arts in the future, it will be easier to walk, if the two reach the ninth order consummation at the same time, they will be expected to touch the heavenly moat that is known as an obstacle to the peerless genius, and have the hope of breaking through the supreme realm that is not spread in the world.

That kind of realm is no longer governed by heaven and earth, and can even sit on an equal footing.

Wen Renkun, as an elder of the Heavenly Ice Temple and the father of the Origin Body, has received a lot of care, and the resources can be said to be continuous, but around the case, his mental power has also stopped at the second layer of the Pen King, which is equivalent to the martial monarch of the spiritual power realm, and I don't know if there is any hope for a breakthrough in this life.

"Xiaoyou smiled, the unfilial son of the old man unfortunately passed away..."Wen Renkun smiled, didn't say anything, and made a gesture of please.

Seeing this, Xia Xin didn't pursue the cup man, it was a trivial matter. Lifting his feet and walking towards Wenren Kun, the two walked side by side towards the inner city, leaving behind the person who had dropped his eyeballs.

"Uncle Cousin..."The cup man was completely dumbfounded, the biggest reliance, the dignified Ice City Lord, the Divine Temple Elder, and the Holy Rank Master, was actually so polite to a martial spirit boy, who was that person?

Questions kept popping up from the minds of dozens of guards who were stupid in place, and there was deep fear in their eyes, especially the cup man and the young man who shot at Xia Xin, who were afraid of being settled by the autumn queen.

"Lord of the city, the deceased has passed away, let's mourn and change!" Xia Xin sighed, the person who took away the water and blue sky, he had seen it several times, came out of the forbidden land of Xilin, and saw this father and son just after arriving in Bingcheng, when they picked up the uncle and nephew of the Sikong clan, they were very enthusiastic.

At that time, who could have imagined that just one month later, the death of death, the mourning of mourning, the impermanence of the world, the ruthlessness of heaven, only the strength is eternal, strong strength is the foundation of the world, no strength can only be bullied, powerless to resist.

Xia Xin believes that if Wenren Kun has the strength of a war king, he will definitely not defend the ice city alone, and will definitely go to the enemy for revenge, and comfort his son's spirit in the sky with the enemy's head.

Wen Renkun shook his head slightly, his expression was full of loneliness, like a lone wolf, who had lost everything, looking at the full moon alone on the top of the mountain, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The two of them walked, and a person in front of them suddenly rushed over, it was the middle-aged man who informed Wen Renkun.

"Huh, this one too, hidden deeper than the previous one!" The voice of the eye demon suddenly reappeared, Xia Xin's face gradually became difficult to look at, has the ice city become a demon cave?

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