When Yang Zhenqiang was worried about Yang Ling, the shadow-like speed was attacking the surroundings at a rapid pace at the moment, and there was no grass growing anywhere in the road.

'Boom~'

For a while, a loud noise spread all around, and dust and smoke rose resolutely.

Yang Zhenqiang's eyes looked at the four directions, "It's better to solve the situation in front of you first, and then look for Ling'er's whereabouts." "The crisp sound of being smashed to the ground ringed in my ears.

'Huh~'

A screeching sound like lightning resounded in all directions, and also in this empty place.

When the sound fell, the fog curtain was lifted, as if it had all fallen into silence.

Yang Zhenqiang looked at the scene and watched the fog curtain rise cautiously, "I don't know what that monster is going to do, it's better to be careful." ”

The sudden halt of the monster seemed to be like the calm before a storm, somewhat quiet and unsettling.

Even the previous few people were already in place at the moment, and they didn't dare to move for a minute, only the words that kept muttering repeatedly at the corners of their mouths, "Strange, monster ......" never stopped, just repeating like that.

Yang Zhenqiang knew what was wrong with these people, and he also knew that these people were already scared stupid.

In addition, I continued to ask, but I was also indifferent.

Therefore, at this moment, he can only put his heart on the monster.

There is another thing, that is, when the time comes, there is no one to receive on the top of this mountain, but a series of things come out, which gives Yang Zhenqiang a strange illusion, and he always feels that something is wrong.

'Whew~' Suddenly, a strange wind struck, and the fog curtain was blown away.

"That ......"

After the fog curtain was blown away, Yang Zhenqiang raised his eyes to look at the other party, this time he was a little uncalm, and even his eyes couldn't stop trembling a little, "Is that Ling'er?"

He looked in the direction of the monster here, and looked at the familiar figure, if he was not mistaken, or if he was not mistaken, the man who was covered in red light and was as thin as a bamboo pole was crouching quietly at the moment.

But all this is obviously very different in Yang Zhenqiang's eyes, that is, Yang Ling in his memory, and one of his wives and children who was kidnapped, that is, his son 'Yang Ling' himself.

It's just that Yang Zhenqiang didn't believe that the son he wanted to rescue turned out to be a monster in these mouths?

How is this possible?

But according to Yang Ling's current appearance, he didn't know what was going on, "Ling'er, what happened to make it what it is now?"

Yang Zhenqiang had a heart-rending feeling in his heart.

And at this moment, a strange yin wind whistled by, and Yang Ling, who had turned into a monster, was spitting cold air from the corners of his mouth at this moment, and even his entire eyes had already had a blood-red light.

That said, it's not an exaggeration to call it a monster.

After all, there is an unsettling aura all over the body, and there is even a suffocating feeling in it.

"The killing game has begun. In Yang Ling's hand, I don't know when a huge weapon appeared, which looked like a sickle.

At the moment when the words just fell, an extremely chilling smile appeared in front of him at the corner of his mouth, which made people frightened.

'Huh~'

At the same time, Yang Ling also disappeared in place, leaving no trace, as if the whole person disappeared in place, making people disappear at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

Before Yang Zhenqiang could react, the other party was already in front of him, "Hi." As if in a breath, I came to him and greeted him.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenqiang was also frightened and retreated, not knowing what was happening at all, and even a little shocked inside.

He tightened the red tassel gun in his hand again, and looked at the man in front of him, that is, his son, "When did my son become like this?"

Yang Ling raised his eyes with a slight smile and said, "You don't have to be shocked, you don't have to be surprised......" Before he finished speaking, his whole expression became a little more hideous, "Damn Saint Gu Venerable, you don't want to trap me in this body......"

This time, Yang Zhenqiang didn't understand it completely.

Yang Ling struggled extremely, and even his expression fell into a bit hideous, "My dignified Ancestral Saint, how can I be controlled by your little Saint Gu Venerable...... But the more he struggled, the more pain he felt.

"That's it, this damn seal, one day I will take control of this body, and then the Three Realms will cease to exist. Yang Ling is no longer struggling.

He knew that it would be useless to continue struggling.

So, he raised his head, glanced at Yang Zhenqiang in front of him, and said lightly: "Your son can't come back when he occupies the time, and he will come back in ten days." As the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the cliff.

"Wait, what do you mean when you say my son can't come back?" Yang Zhenqiang hurriedly shouted.

Yang Ling walked halfway, suddenly stopped, also turned around, and said, "Forget one thing, the things in your body are not very stable!" After speaking, he no longer continued to stay, but came to the top of the cliff and stopped.

"This is such a beautiful scene! Human beings always look dissatisfied, and they really feel sad for them. Yang Ling raised his eyes to look at the splendid mountains and rivers, and continued: "When the seal is lifted, my ancestor saint will return......" The voice landed, and the whole person also leaned forward.

Yang Zhenqiang looked at Yang Ling and jumped off the cliff, and hurriedly ran to the cliff, whether he was Yang Ling or not, for now, the one who jumped down was his son.

His son jumped off a cliff, but as a father, he was indifferent, so is such a person still called a qualified father?

The answer, of course, is no!

"Ling'er, no matter who you are, you are not allowed to jump off the cliff...... Ling'er ......" Yang Zhenqiang was lying on the cliff, and stretched out one hand forward, as if he wanted to pull back Yang Ling, who had jumped off the cliff.

The roaring sound was a mighty echo in the valley, even if Yang Ling had already disappeared in Yang Zhenqiang's eyes, Yang Zhenqiang's roar still never stopped.

Yang Zhenqiang burst into tears.

However, it was not tears that he shed, but blood.

He didn't understand what Yang Ling meant by the words he said before he left, but for now, Yang Ling, a living person, jumped in front of his eyes, and he was still indifferent......

It's a feeling of helplessness, or more precisely, a feeling of powerlessness.

Yang Ling jumped off the cliff, and what will his life be like in the future.

As for Yang Zhenqiang himself, he cried for a long time, until his voice was hoarse, and then he passed out and never moved again.

For such a strict father, his wife and son are his counterparts.

Now that my son has jumped off the cliff, you can imagine how sad I must be in my heart......

A few hours later.

Yang Zhenqiang cleaned up his mood, and also helped his wife down the mountain and returned to Yang's mansion.

As for Yang Ling at this moment, after jumping off the cliff, he did disappear in Yang Zhenqiang's eyes, as for 'life' or 'death', no one knows, maybe only he himself knows.

[End of Volume 1]