"Moying, what are you doing here?" Retracting his gaze towards Bing Lingluo, Shui Yanfeng turned his head to look at Shui Moying, and said in a deep voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'm going to go in and see my brother." Shui Moying raised his head, and he was not afraid of Shangshui Yanfeng's somewhat oppressed eyes, but Bing Lingluo clearly saw the pleading color in his eyes.

Shui Yanfeng turned his head to the side as if he didn't see his pleading, and refused coldly: "Except for the waiter and the medical officer, no one can go in." ”

After a pause, Shui Yanfeng said again: "You can't do it either." His voice was unkind, so cold that it made Shui Moying's heart cold.

He doesn't understand, they all say that parents in the world have one heart, why can his parents be so cruel?

My brother is seriously ill, if he can't find ambergris, then my brother will only have less than two months, as parents, how can they ignore it and let my brother fend for himself?

"Why? It's been three years, and it's time for my father to tell me the truth, right? You will imprison my brother for the rest of your life! He is also your son, and the tiger poison does not eat children, why do you treat your brother so cruelly? Shui Moying almost roared out of his hoarse throat.

After being silent for a long time, Shui Yanfeng looked at Shui Moying, whose eyes were red, and said, "Moying, no one wants to do this, I have my own considerations for my father to do this." Shui Yanfeng didn't explain.

"Have your own considerations? Hehe, who is it to protect this time? Is it your people again, and your world? All living beings, what does their life and death have to do with you? Is it worth your life for your son? Shui Moying sneered.

"As the young city lord of my Water City, this is his Shui Mosang's life." The voice of Shuiyanfeng was cool.

Shui Mosang, since he became the young city lord of Shangshui City, he is destined to not escape such a fate. For the sake of the entire water city, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Shui Mosang doesn't die, his son, Moying has to die, he has no choice. He doesn't regret it, even now that his son is questioning him with red eyes.

So what?

He doesn't mind, he just wants him to live.

"Life? I, Shui Moying, have never believed in fate, you want my brother to die, I want him to live! None of you have the right to deprive your brother of his right to live, not even you! “

After Shui Moying finished speaking, he picked up the downed long sword on the ground and rushed towards the door, "I don't mind using your soul to open the meat for the pupil spirit, if you are not afraid of death, just come over!" “

forced out a drop of blood, dripping on the sword body of the long sword, Shui Moying's body, suddenly red light, when the red light receded, I saw that the original ice blue long sword had already turned transparent blood red at this time, and a thin red snake spit snake letter wrapped around his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Shui Moying looked at the people blocking the door trying to stop him, and with a wave of his sword, a red sword aura slashed, and the people in front of him fell down together, except for a red mark on his forehead, there were no other scars in other places.

"Son! You dare to be presumptuous! Shui Yanfeng saw that Shui Moying actually opened the killing ring directly in front of him, and was furious.

These guards have been cultivated by him for many years, and Shui Moying didn't blink his eyes and killed a large number of people!

However, after the outrage, there was shock.

In three years, Shui Moying actually has such strength!

His guards, although not first-class, are also one of the few elites in Shuicheng, Shui Moying, actually killed more than a dozen of them in seconds!

Spike! Just one move!

Shui Yanfeng secretly tried to probe the level of Shui Moying, but found that he couldn't find anything at all!

He remembered that three years ago, Shui Mo Ying Ying was only the strength of the third order of the water system, and he himself was now also a fifth order, with his fifth order spirit being, he couldn't find out his spiritual power level, so, Shui Mo Ying's current strength was above him?

Sixth, seventh, or eighth?

Could it be that in three years, he can be so fast in his neck?

Shui Yanfeng didn't believe it.

His gaze touched the red long sword in Shui Moying's hand, and a red snake was entwined on it, his eyes glowed red, obviously a little excited.

Shui Yanfeng seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Ying, what evil skills have you cultivated?" There was a tone of disappointment.

Shui Moying was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "Evil skill? Hehe, you can say that. "It doesn't explain.

With Hitomi Spirit, these people are no match for him at all.

"Master, let's go in." Shui Moying walked back in front of Bing Lingluo and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go." Bing Lingluo nodded, followed Shui Moying, and walked towards the courtyard.

Now, Shui Yanfeng knew that he couldn't stop them, so he glanced at the guards around him, and the guards all retreated...