Mr. Tianji came behind the young man.

The young man was unconscious and bowed three times to the grave.

"Shan Jing's bones, also here?" Mr. Tianji looked at the small jar on the left side of the tomb.

The young man was still on his knees, but then he straightened up his upper body and said, "Since you don't do it, then I have to come." ”

Mr. Tianji's gaze looked at a small jar on the right: "This empty one is left for me?"

The young man replied, "It could also be me." ”

Mr. Tianji said: "Get up and speak, in order to kill me, you don't hesitate to alarm her bones to move and bury, and bring me here, how much filial piety do you really have left?"

The young man knelt and didn't move: "I just hope that my mother can witness everything that follows." ”

"Don't be crazy, although he is crazy, he is not down, he doesn't besiege me with Cheng Hui and them, you don't have a chance. Mr. Tianji said: "Apart from Cheng Hui and Ling Cang, who else? Only the two of them are not enough to keep me." ”

He glanced again at the empty jar on his right.

Just staring, the small jar directly turned into fly ash and disappeared.

"Even if it's not in Ning'er's face, I won't hurt you. Mr. Tianji's face showed a tired face, and he sighed softly: "In the past, I couldn't live with your mother and son, you hated me, and I had nothing to say." ”

The young man clasped his head at the grave again, then stood up and turned to look at Mr. Tianji.

He looks cooler than Mother Xiao, and on the whole he doesn't have much resemblance to Mr. Tianji.

However, if you look closely, the eyebrows and eyes of the two are quite similar.

Cheng Yingtian, Marquis of Fengxiang of the Southern Chu Dynasty, looked at his biological father calmly: "I like your confidence, otherwise you wouldn't have come here." ”

Mr. Tianji looked at the young man in front of him, and his face showed deep exhaustion: "I haven't seen each other for five years, and now we meet again, can we only talk about this one thing?"

Cheng Yingtian smiled calmly: "There must be an end, time can't kill everything, there are some things, with the passage of time, it will only become more and more precipitated." ”

"I shouldn't have left you to Cheng Hui. Mr. Tianji sighed.

"Is this the only thing you have neglected?" Cheng Yingtian asked rhetorically.

Mr. Tenki's gaze turned to the small jar left to the left, and fell silent.

"If your palm really fell on her back then, there wouldn't be much to come. Cheng Yingtian said lightly: "Over the years, every day, every moment, every moment, you have had the opportunity to choose again, but you have given up, and it is because of this that you remind me all the time to prepare for the arrival of this day." ”

Mr. Tianji said a little tiredly: "Although I left, I have always paid attention to you, are you really just ready to avenge Ning'er as you said?"

Cheng Yingtian smiled: "Of course I have other goals and ambitions.

Although in the eyes of you or others, it may be ambitious, despicable and cunning, but for me, it is the right way to go my own way.

With you, my path will be much smoother, but I am not happy to do that. ”

“............ Is that so?" Mr. Tianji sighed as he looked up to the sky.

His gaze crossed Cheng Yingtian's shoulder, looked at the tomb, and was silent.

Cheng Yingtian looked at the other party's face calmly, and his expression was even more indifferent than when he faced Shan Jing.

After a long time, Mr. Tianji slowly turned around and walked out of the woods.

"If it's you, do it. ”

At this moment, Mr. Tianji should be congenital, not like the righteous giant who resisted the Blood River Ancestor in Zhengyang City, nor like the fierce and high-spirited Emperor of Chu who fought in the first battle.

Although he still looks middle-aged in his forties and fifties, he is still in his twilight and old.

When he turned his back to Cheng Yingtian, he was not guarded at all, nor did he have any intention of protecting himself.

The empty door was wide open, as if the neck was killed.

Cheng Yingtian watched the other party pacing out step by step.

Then he raised his hand and slapped Mr. Tianji on the back of the head!

Mr. Tianji really didn't resist, and let the other party's palm hit the back of his head.

The palm wind is fierce, and the two sides have not really made contact, and Mr. Tianji can already feel the shadow of death enveloping him.

The picture he recalled in his mind was the appearance of his son crying in swaddling clothes when he was just born.

Just when his mind was wandering, a piece of blood suddenly infected the originally peaceful picture.

Mr. Tianji woke up suddenly.

He sensed something was wrong.

Cheng Yingtian slapped his palm, and a congenital gossip diagram appeared in his palm.

It is the inheritance of the innate palace, the manifestation of the artistic conception of the innate avenue.

However, in addition to the innate Great Dao Collection, Mr. Tianji also faintly felt that in Cheng Yingtian's body, there were other inheritances.

Brilliant spectrum, bright and brilliant.

This is not surprising.

Cheng Yingtian is also the descendant of the two holy land levels of the Xiantian Palace and the Southern Chu Royal Family, and Mr. Tianji knows it very well.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that his son had made a move, and in addition to the Innate Dao Treasure and Brilliant Spectrum, he also practiced another extremely top-notch peerless school.

...... Murderous, ominous, vicious, bloody!

This feeling, the Demon Dao is unavoidable?

...... Blood River Swordsmanship?

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Tianji suddenly woke up.

He cultivated himself to reach the peak early and returned to the basics.

At this time, he moved with his heart, and he cared about the first, and the brilliance of the innate gossip instantly condensed behind his head, blocking the palm that Cheng Yingtian struck.

In a hurry, although he was hit by Cheng Yingtian and staggered forward, he also shook Cheng Yingtian behind him.

"You practice the Blood River Demon Dao?" Mr. Tianji was shocked and angry.

The two sides collided with each other, and even if Mr. Tianji responded in a hurry, his strength was shocking.

With Cheng Yingtian's skills and going all out, he felt unbearable.

He used all his cultivation to explode, and only with this staggered move, Mr. Tianji could already judge that his son's Blood River Sword Dao cultivation was by no means a stealing or a side branch, but the most authentic Blood River lineage.

Even, it may be that the Blood River Ancestor Blood Sky personally taught it.

Among the ten heroes of Hongchen, there is "Little Sword Immortal" Shen Tianzhao in the Tianhe line, and no one in the blood river is shortlisted.

Everyone in the world says that in today's world, the younger generation of the blood river has been suppressed by Shen Tianzhao alone.

But now it seems that Cheng Yingtian, who is listed as one of the top ten heroes of Hongchen with Shen Tianzhao, may be the card hidden in the blood river.

"Your sword intent is pure, not as strange as Blood Haoran, if you want to practice the sword of the Blood River to such a level, you must cultivate it with the blood of the common people, what are you ......" Mr. Tianji turned his head and glared at Cheng Yingtian.

The other party followed Emperor Chu to learn martial arts, planned the Xiantian Palace, and even wanted to kill his biological father, Mr. Tianji could still bear it.

But the other party's sinking of the Blood River Demon Dao really angered him.

The Chu Emperor fell into the well and attacked Zhengyang City and the Western Qin Dynasty on the occasion of the death of the Western Qin Emperor, but it was still only a contest between warriors and warriors, and did not involve secular people.

But the blood river inherited the slaughter of the common people, but it was taboo by Mr. Tianji.

Even if it is not a close relationship with the old sword immortal, there is no shortage of battles between Mr. Tianji and the Blood River Ancestor.

At this moment, he was shocked that Cheng Yingtian was practicing the Blood River Sword Technique, and Mr. Tianji even had a vague blank mind for a moment.

Cheng Yingtian's expression was flat, and he shook his palm, which was shocked and felt numb: "Uncle Huang adopted and taught me for today, but the bird is all hidden, and after solving you, he will naturally solve me."

Not to mention that I hate Wu and Wu because of you, but just for Cheng Longyuan and them, he won't keep me.

Naturally, I had to find a new backer for myself. ”

Mr. Tianji's expression calmed down at this moment.

But looking at his son's gaze, he also turned cold: "Then you are looking for the blood river?"

"I changed my move just now, you should also feel it, I learned the Blood River Sword Technique, and I have some talent, and it is rare for each other to fit each other, so don't miss it." Cheng Yingtian's expression was as usual: "The people around you died, and you didn't do anything in the end, but now you are angry like this for irrelevant people?"

"You and I are not the only ones who have parents, wives and children, and will be sad and angry about the loss of the people around them. Mr. Tianji said slowly.

"Don't worry, my life is still your mother and son. With that, he walked towards Cheng Yingtian.

But the momentum of the body, compared with the previous one, has been completely different.

Not only is it no longer lonely and sluggish, but even when he started with Bei Donglai and Emperor Chu, it was even more terrifying.

Cheng Yingtian smiled slightly: "Are you planning to take me on the road to reunite with my mother's family of three?"

"It doesn't matter if you vote for Western Qin or Eastern Zhou, but this magic path is your own choice. Mr. Tianji exhaled slowly, and then raised his palm to grab Cheng Yingtian.

Cheng Yingtian naturally will not stand still.

Between his palms, the golden flames of Dao Dao appeared, and then turned into an innate gossip diagram composed of bright brilliance in mid-air.

Between the operation of the innate gossip diagram, the surging blood river flowed, and the sword aura was cold.

Mr. Tianji looked at this scene with mixed feelings in his heart.

His own son, who has an outstanding talent in martial arts, has a faint combination of the brilliant spectrum and the power of the innate Dao Zang.

In time, the sword intent of the Blood River may also be integrated into it, and he will create his own peerless mastery.

As long as he is given some more time, his future achievements will not be lower than that of his father, and even if he is better than the blue.

But this relief and joy were immediately replaced by depression.

The son in front of him, the higher the talent, the stronger the strength, the more trouble.

In the future, he may be better than his father, or he may be a big devil who is better than the Blood River Ancestor.

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Tianji's heart hardened, and his subordinates were no longer tolerant.

But at this moment, the new grave on the side suddenly cracked.

Then a graceful figure floated out of it and slapped Mr. Tianji with a palm.

Looking at the familiar figure, the familiar face, and the familiar innate gossip diagram, Mr. Tianji couldn't help but be stunned.

But it was this slightly stunned kung fu, and the red face in front of him instantly turned into white bones.

The original flesh and skin were all turned into blood.

Then, it turned into a mighty river of blood, running through Mr. Tianji's body! Please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!