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[Chapter 457]: Father's love is like a mountain and heavy as five mountains

The moment Zhao Qingdie's voice fell to the ground, the fluctuations between heaven and earth were rich and full, and I saw her jade hand gently move towards the void, and suddenly it seemed that she had captured something, and a cloud of colorful light bloomed in her jade palm.

The colorful light blooms with glazed treasure color, noble and extraordinary, with a strong spiritual atmosphere.

From the moment Zhao Qingdie got it, he couldn't wait to merge a wisp of soul power into this colorful treasure light.

In the next moment, the colorful treasure light began to tumble violently, and the fluctuations became stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the colorful treasure light turned into a light curtain and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

There is a middle-aged man in the light curtain, this middle-aged man has eagle eyes and a high nose, a high forehead and thin lips, a bronze hairpin on his head and a crown of scholarly hair, and a noble and extraordinary flame mark at the center of his eyebrows, which is exactly the same as Zhao Qingdie's.

It's just that the flame mark on his eyebrows is like a giant beast in the wilderness.

At first glance, this middle-aged man looks a bit like a non-angry and arrogant teacher in a secular dynasty, but if you look closely, his eyes seem to be pregnant with stars.

This person is Zhao Qingdie's father, and he is also a strong man in the Northern Regions with the name of "King Dan"!

Zhao Xian!

His great fame has long spread to the Northern Regions.

In terms of status alone, regardless of the background of the sect, Zhao Xian is highly respected wherever he goes.

There is no other reason, this person's alchemy can be said to be the pinnacle in the Northern Regions!

It is rumored that he has touched the threshold of the Dan Sheng, and refining the Five Rank Bao Dan is as simple as eating and drinking.

Almost all of the Wupin Bao Dan that circulated in the Northern Regions came from his hands.

The legendary six-grade treasure pill, it is said that the Dan King can also refine it, but he rarely makes a move.

In this way, Master Dan Dao, who was admired by the Quartet, only appeared as a "father" after appearing at this time.

Zhao Xian's face looked a little haggard without anger and self-authority, and it seemed that many things in the past few days had also exhausted him, but at this time his expression had a relieved smile.

"Die'er, after my father got the news that you were unhindered, I really cried with joy. These days, although I know that you have fled and have not been captured by the Tuba, I still care about your safety day and night. At present, the sect has also reached a precarious point, but as the sect master, I will never sit idly by and watch the last outer portal of the sect be lost, even if I die, I will also protect the Danwu Pavilion in Cangzhou, I think with your mind, you must be able to understand the good intentions of my father. ”

"Cangzhou is the last portal of my Danwu Sect, there are eight teleportation arrays here, if it is lost, my Danwu Sect will be hit hard, and the pills transmitted to various continents will inevitably break, and then the operation of Danwu Sect in Cangzhou for six or seven hundred years will be completely destroyed. The Danwu Sect has also fallen into the last force of the Twelve Ancient Sects, and I will be a sinner for the ages at that time. For his father, he would rather die than see the sect fall to that point. ”

When Zhao Xian said this, his eyes were already full of tears.

Under the strong enemy, Danwu Sect can be said to be defeated step by step, the life and death of the ancestral foundation are in his hands, and the fate and future of countless warriors of Danwu Sect are in his hands.

Once Cangzhou is defeated again, he will be a sinner for the ages.

It is conceivable what kind of responsibility Zhao Xian bears at this time.

"If it were you, you would have chosen the same way. Zhao Xian's words came to this point, and he spoke with difficulty.

Zhao Xian said again: "I have prepared a retreat for you, you can die for Danwuzong for your father, but you don't have to, I have opened the way for you to go to the outer gate of the holy land, if your father is really dead, Danwuzong will be surrounded by heroes, at that time you have to listen to the words of the great elder, go to the holy land to practice hard, with your talent and mind, it only takes a hundred years to far surpass the achievements of your father." At that time, it will be easy for you to recover the ancestral foundation of the sect, so you must not be reckless, and everything is based on the overall situation. ”

When the words came to this, Dan King Zhao Xian's expression was gloomy.

Zhao Qingdie's two lines of clear tears are like spurting spring water, which is difficult to stop.

In just fifty days, the heroic and energetic father was like ten years old, and some gray hair was faintly visible on both temples.

What kind of pressure he's been under these days.

"Father...... How could my daughter abandon you, how could she abandon you, you are my only relative in the world, the only relative......"

Zhao Qingdie's emotions were out of control, and she cried for a while, and her liver and intestines were broken.

When the sect reached such a dangerous situation, Zhao Xian arranged a retreat for her in advance, but planned to die by himself.

What an honor it is to be a daughter with such love.

Wang Beiyou, who was originally eating wine and food, also put down his chopsticks and wine glass for a while, and looked at the communication light curtain silently.

Fang Zhi's heart was turbulent, he secretly clenched his fists, and there was a different kind of emotion in his pupils.

It turns out that this is fatherly love.

Fang Zhi, who has read poetry and books since he was a child, is full of expectations and strangeness to the father's love described in the book.

Immature, he had imagined countless times that his father, whom he had never met, appeared in front of him, sheltering him from the wind and rain, and his broad arms blocked most of the pain.

But the reality is incomparably cruel.

Fang Zhi had never felt that kind of feeling from beginning to end.

Disappointed again and again.

The pain again and again made him feel that the father's love recorded in the book did not exist.

My father's broad shoulders also did not exist.

Everything is made up in the book, written haphazardly.

Fang Zhi could only comfort himself like this, even to make up for the shocking scars in his heart.

It's just that when he saw what Zhao Xiandao said, he was silent......

For the first time, he understood that the "father's love is like a mountain" written in the book was true.

But sadly, he didn't have it.

Just when Fang Zhi was sad, his expression was gloomy, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt that his eyes were swollen and sour.

On the side, the king of the earth, Beiyou, suddenly transmitted his thoughts to him, and said curiously: "Boy, you don't have a father?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhi was originally in a rather sad mood, but he suddenly stopped, and replied to Wang Beiyou rather unhappily: "Don't your predecessors have a father?"

"I'm an orphan. Wang Beiyou replied seriously.

"I grew up in my mother's house, I never met my parents, I didn't know his name, I only had a good uncle and a good sister. After Fang Zhi heard Wang Bei lobbying that he was an orphan, his heart was touched, and he simply did not hide it, and told the truth.

After Wang Beiyou heard this, he nodded slightly, silently picked up the wine jar at hand, poured it into his mouth, and after drinking all the wine in one go, he said to Fang Zhi with a smile: "Then your situation is much better than mine, at least you have relatives, I am not as good as you." ”

The short words "I'm not as good as you" made Fang Zhi speechless.

How much blood and tears have been shed in these seemingly light-hearted words, and how much pain has been experienced, before they can be said so calmly?

Fang Zhi didn't know, but he knew the pain.

It's just not as calm as Wang Beiyou.