As a bad omen in the Holy Spring Valley, the Ink Qilin is the public enemy of the entire Qilin Clan, and everyone is punished for it.

Now, if Huo Hate Tian can kill the ink qilin with his own hands, it will definitely be a great achievement, and after returning to the Holy Spring Valley, he will inevitably receive preferential treatment from the patriarch Emperor Qilin, be promoted to a knighthood, and enjoy rich rewards.

In front of the clansmen, they can also have infinite scenery and be admired by everyone.

"Dogs and powerful things dare to point fingers in front of me?"

Mo Qilin squinted at the fire and hated the sky.

Huo Hate Tian couldn't help but look pale, and suddenly anger rose from his heart. He is the proud son of the heavens in the Holy Spring Valley, and his status is noble, while Mo Qilin is just an outcast who has been banished.

An ominous person who was tragically exiled dared to despise the pride of the heavens?

I don't know what to do!

Just when the fire hated the sky and was about to teach Mo Qilin a lesson with his own hands, Mo Qilin suddenly showed a weird smile, "Hehe, it's time for you to show you the trump card in my hand!" ”

As soon as the words fell, with a wave of his hand, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Boom.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

What appeared in front of them was a ragged and unkempt man, dressed like a beggar in the world. The only difference is that this person is covered in bruises, and one face is even more bloody and blurry, making it impossible to see the real face. As soon as the man appeared, he staggered and collapsed to the ground, emitting a disgusting stench, like a dying beast, humming and chirping, looking like he was dying.

At first glance, no one would think that there was anything special about this man, only that he was a beggar living on the streets.

"What!?"

"This dying man is actually the trump card in your hand?"

Huo Hate Tian glanced at the people on the ground, and couldn't help but sneer, looking at Mo Qilin with the eyes of an idiot.

Feeling the disdainful eyes of the fire hater, Mo Qilin smiled slightly, not caring at all.

The show has just begun!

"Are you my child? Is it really you? "

Suddenly, the fire qilin's eyes stared directly at the person on the ground, his voice trembled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Although the people on the ground are unrecognizable, they can't see their faces clearly. However, as a monk, the form is never the basis for identifying oneself. For monks, it is easy to change their form and appearance. Therefore, the best way to distinguish the identity of a monk is to judge the monk's breath.

The people on the ground, although they were covered in bruises and blurred flesh and blood, their breath was still as usual. As soon as this person appeared, the fire qilin felt a familiar aura.

This breath is not someone else, it is his longing son 'Fire Hell'!

For many years, the Fire Qilin has been looking for the whereabouts of the Fire Immortal all the time, but there has been no news. Unexpectedly, his biological son would actually fall into the hands of his mortal enemy, Mo Qilin!

"Huh?"

Huo Hatian was suddenly startled, turned his head in shock, and looked at Huo Qilin with surprised eyes, "Uncle, you mean...... Is this guy my cousin 'Fire Hell'? ”

Almost instantly, Huo Hate Tian reacted, it turned out that the trump card in Mo Qilin's hand was not a master with monstrous powers, but the only son of Huo Qilin's 'Huo Ming'! With the fire in his hand, he grabbed the lifeblood of the fire unicorn! More useful than any master!

"Child......

Looking at the dying Huo Ming, the Fire Qilin had tears in his eyes, and his body trembled violently, at this moment, his attention was completely occupied by the Fire Ming, and he didn't hear Huo Hatian's inquiry at all.

The fire immortal, who was paralyzed on the ground, didn't seem to hear the call of the fire qilin, and kept humming, as if it was very painful.

"Son, it's me, my father ......"

The fire qilin leaped forward, and instantly came to the body of the fire underworld, and gently held the shoulders of the fire mortal with both hands, shaking gently.

“…… Father? ”

Huo Ming was stunned for a long time, and then he raised a bloody face, stared at Huo Qilin with dull eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, is it really you?" I'm not dreaming, am I? ”

The atmosphere became very solemn for a while.

"Dad, save me!"

Suddenly, the fire spirit, which was originally dying, seemed to suddenly come to life, and suddenly flew forward, hugging the fire qilin, and his nails clasped the skin and flesh of the fire qilin, for fear that as soon as he let go, the fire qilin would disappear from his eyes.

"It's me, my boy, my father is late!"

"Don't worry, from now on, I won't let you be tortured again!"

The fire unicorn burst into tears, letting the nails of the fire pierce into his flesh, and his heart was full of love and pity.

Lin Yi and Mo Qilin, who were not far away, couldn't help but glance at each other and pursed their lips.

"Old brute, do you feel the pain of the separation of flesh and blood now?"

Mo Qilin's face was indifferent, and he said faintly, "You united with the people to kill my father, suppressed my mother in the Holy Spring Valley, and then designed to kill my master, expelling me from the Holy Spring Valley, and making me live like a lonely wild dog!" ”

"I'm a thousand times more painful than you! But have you ever thought about my feelings? ”

Mo Qilin gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

The Fire Qilin's body trembled slightly, but soon, the Fire Qilin's face returned to calm. I saw that he gently pushed away the fire in his arms, reached out, took out a few spirit pills, and handed them to the fire shadows, "Child, come, swallow these spirit pills." Don't worry, I'll get your revenge soon! ”

As he spoke, the Fire Qilin slowly stood up, and a suffocating power swept out of its body, instantly locking on the Ink Qilin not far away.

Murderous, suffocating murderous!

"Mo senior, be careful!" Lin Yi sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly reminded him.

However, in the face of the fierce fire qilin, the ink qilin actually carried his hands behind his back, and he looked calm and clear.

"Old brute, I advise you to think carefully before you start. If you dare to touch a single hair of me, I will immediately put the fire to death! ”

Mo Qilin spoke indifferently, turned his head slightly, glanced at the fire spirit holding the elixir, and suddenly scolded sharply: "Little bastard, have I allowed you to take medicine?" Hurry up and throw it at me! ”

Huo Ying's body trembled, two lines of turbid tears slid down his face, he hesitated for a moment, and finally reluctantly threw the elixir in his hand to the ground, and then, he lowered his head in pain, like a lowly wild dog.

As a slave, if he disobeys his master's orders, Mo Qilin can detonate the divine consciousness seed in the Fire Consciousness Sea and put it to death with a single thought!

"Child, you ......"

The Fire Qilin looked at the Fire Immortal in great shock, and after a little groaning, he guessed seven or eight points, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You have become a slave of the Ink Qilin?" ”

Huo Qilin never expected that his son, who he had always been proud of, would willingly become a slave of others, giving feces and urine to others, and letting others whip and ravage!

What made the fire qilin even more unbearable was that the person who made the arrogant fire hater surrender was actually Mo Qilin, an ominous person who had a deep blood feud with the fire qilin!

Heartbreaking, disappointed!

The eyes of the fire qilin looking at the fire hater became quite complicated for a while.

Feeling the hot eyes of the fire qilin, Huo Ming opened his mouth weakly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and tears of remorse gushed out like bursting the embankment.