"Impossible!"

Silent veto, this is the first reaction of Zongzheng's helplessness. "I can't be her son! The person you're looking for has a dragon-shaped birthmark, and I don't have any birthmarks. He was so sure.

"Of course you don't." Fu Kite, the smile on his lips became brighter, "Because after I took you away, in order not to be recognized, I asked people to remove the birthmark on your body, otherwise why do you have an uneven scar on your waist since childhood?" ”

Zong Zheng's body shook violently, and the blood on his face faded, "I don't believe it!" He hurriedly denied it. Walking on the tip of a knife for half his life, he has never been so frightened.

"You can believe it or not. The mourning family doesn't force you. Fu Yuan smiled indifferently, looking indifferent.

Zong Zheng's hands were cold, his body was stiff, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe it! Turning his gaze to the others, he saw that Zong Zheng's face was cold and his eyes were complicated, Zong Zheng's eyes were full of guilt and worry, and the woman he loved lowered her eyes, and she could vaguely see pity and forbearance in her expression......

There was a loud bang in his head, and he was shaken in place, unable to move again.

A heart, as if immersed in the ice and snow of the cold winter wax moon, is numb from freezing. When he realized that he might not be the son of the woman, he was so heartbroken that he did not dare to dig deeper, and now he even told him that he was in fact the child of the man he was very much to do! He can't accept it!

Slowly raising his eyes, he looked at the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, how gentle that smile was, as if when he occasionally peeked at him as a child, she nervously asked him if he was doing? Are there any injuries?

Why? Such a genuine and warm care, but behind it is such a monstrous conspiracy! How can a person's disguise be cultivated to such a level of perfection? So much so that in those years, he would doubt all the people around him, the only one who was convinced...... There was only his mother and the hatred that was ingrained in his heart. However, at this moment, she tells him that it is precisely these things that he believes in are complete scams!

Five years on the run, struggling in blood and corpses...... Crawling like a dog in the snow at night...... Fighting death in the icy waters, thinking that his mother was still suffering, and that he had to live, and that he could save his mother...... At that time, he was only five years old!

After many years of battlefield career, he charged into battle, was scarred, and tried his best to climb up......

For thirteen years, in order to remember the pain his mother had endured, he had such a sharp barbed hook pierce through his backbone fiercely, and then pulled it out fiercely, and the bones were full of white bones, and flesh and blood were splattered...... What kind of taste is that? The double pain of the body and mind, even if you crush your teeth, you can't suppress the trembling......

He endured all this willingly, for the sake of his mother!

However, sadly, he never dreamed that all of this was fake! Hatred is fake! Mother's love is fake! It's all fake! It was just a weapon she used to manipulate him!

His life of more than 20 years has become a big joke!

His world collapsed. The beliefs that once supported him and the goal that supported him to survive are all at this moment, mocking him to the fullest.

See what he's been doing for more than 20 years? obsessed with hatred, trying everything to climb up, in the end, all the people he took revenge on were his dearest. usurping power, poisoning fathers, using wives, humiliating brothers...... Also, there was his acquiescence, which contributed to the end of his mother's broken bones!

The sword in Zongzheng Wuji's hand fell to the ground, and there was a "dang long" sound, and the sharp sound pierced his soul and shattered him. The strength of the whole body was suddenly drained.

Life was no longer able to support him, and his long body fell to the edge of the high platform.

"Ah Chip!"

Man Yao exclaimed, and hurriedly reached out to grab him, but his body had already slid off the high platform, almost tearing her off. Zong Zheng was quick-sighted, and he grabbed her, and the two of them were saved from being buried in the fire. Zongzheng's expression was complex and uncertain, and there was anger in his eyes.

Fu Yuan's body moved, his eyes changed slightly, and the "chip" that he almost blurted out after being stunned finally swallowed back consciously.

The look of horror in Zong Zheng's eyes flashed, and he was slightly relieved to see him being pulled.

Man Yao squatted on the ground, holding him with one hand with some difficulty, frowned, and looked down to see that his eyes were dark, as bleak as a piece of dead ash, and lifeless. It was a person's belief that had been held for many years and all thoughts were completely destroyed. She felt a pain in her heart, and hurriedly persuaded: "Ah Chip, you still have us, we are your relatives!" ”

Fu Chip's body hung in the air, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at the woman he loved, her white hair flying in the wind was the evidence of the unforgivable crime he had committed. On that day, the tragic scene witnessed by 100,000 people was engraved in his life like a brand, and when he saw her walk out of the red tent, he thought that the remorse and suffocation at that time was the most important thing in his life, but it turned out that it was just the beginning.

When he heard about the eighteenth layer of hell, he wanted to try how deep it was, but now, he knew that in his world, hell was forever endless.

Rong Le...... I'm sorry! "The sound that comes from the chest cavity makes people's hearts tremble when they hear it.

Man Yao seemed to feel the huge unspeakable grief and despair in his heart, in her heart, Fu Chip was such a resolute and powerful man, he was always strategic, and his thoughts were so deep that people couldn't see through. Even when she killed him, he could bear it so calmly and willingly, she thought that such a person, nothing could defeat him. However, there are some truths that are far cruel enough to destroy a person's will more easily than death!

Her voice choked slightly, "I forgive you!" Come on. ”

Zong Zheng Wuchou's dead eyes shook a trace of relief because of that forgiveness, but it was not enough to arouse his courage to survive, he raised his head, looked at the love of his life stupidly, and said slowly with a memories-like expression: "Rong Le, I really decided not to use you anymore. The letter of resignation...... It took me a full fourteen times to finish it. ”

Leave the book? was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had given her something, wrapped layer after layer of strict letter-like things, she never opened it, it turned out to be a letter of resignation? From that point on, he was ready to fail. Her complexion changed slightly, and her heart was astringent. She had always hated him for that incident, and she had hated him for a long time, but now, she couldn't hate it anymore, she couldn't complain.

Zong Zheng's eyes were blank, and he continued: "Although you said that if I lose, you will live and die with me, but I am not willing, I am not willing to let you accompany me to die...... Although I know that if he loses, you will also go with him, but I am not willing to let you die. I always knew that in that war, no matter what the outcome was, I was always the one who lost. ”

He slowly told the love buried in his heart that no one could shake, and his voice was so sad and helpless.

The November sky suddenly fell with goose feathers and snow, fluttering in the bitter cold wind, sweeping towards the world. The white color is like a grand funeral held by heaven, silently mourning the tragedies of this world.

A few birds flew by the cornices of the palace, flapping their wings and making a few wails in the cold air.

Manyao's throat choked, and his eyes turned red. It turned out that he knew everything about her mood at that time, but he still wrote the letter of resignation. She turned her eyes away from his distressingly shattered eyes, and clung to him with her hand.

Zong Zhengwu's eyes suddenly burned, and he asked again: "You once said...... Almost fell in love with me, yes...... Is it true? Would you really fall in love with me if it weren't for that? Even a little. It was the answer he had always wanted to know, and he wanted to know.

Wandering her head down, she couldn't answer the question. If she says no, he'll be disappointed and upset. If she said yes, it would only make him hate himself even more. Whether it was or not, it was a blow to him.

Zong Zheng's face sank, and he glanced at Fu Yuan, who was standing aside with an unknown expression, and he stepped forward and pulled Zong Zheng up and fell to the ground. His eyes were complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "She hasn't died yet, do you want to die first?" ”

Zong Zheng's body was shocked, raised his eyes to look at the woman who was playing with their fate, all the grief in his heart turned into deep hatred, the empty eyes gradually ignited with anger, he picked up the sword on the ground, stood up, five fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, his fingers were blue and white, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, step by step, slowly walking towards Fu Yuan.

"You have deceived me for more than twenty years! You're going to pay the price! He gritted his teeth, and his eyes shone with a fierce and brutal bloodthirsty light. The Qingfeng long sword in his hand pointed directly at Fu Yuan's throat.

Fu Yuan's eyes paused slightly, a trace of almost invisible complexity flashed under her eyes, and in the face of this fierce and fierce sword qi, the expression on her face remained unchanged. She stood where she was, looking at the son who had called her mother for more than twenty years, and she did not move.

"Slow! You don't want his life anymore? The master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect suddenly shouted, and the long sword in his hand was close to Zong Zheng's neck, and a blood mark immediately appeared.

The tip of Zongzheng's helpless sword suddenly stopped against Fu Yuan's throat, and a trace of discoloration crossed his bloodthirsty gaze, "Why don't you draw your sword?" Are you so sure I care about his life? ”

Fu Yuan said: "Because I understand you." ”

Zong Zheng's eyes darkened, and the tip of the sword was handed forward for a few points, piercing the skin and leaving a string of blood beads.

The eyes of the master of the Heavenly Enemy Gate suddenly changed, and he was about to make a move, but Fu Yuan turned back to Zong Zheng and said to Zong Zheng with a smile: "Look, even Chip'er hates me." Are you happy? After speaking, she looked at Rong Qi sitting in the chair, and her beautiful eyes that did not smile swept a little sadness.

Zong Zheng Yan glared at him and twitched his face.

Fu Yuan said again: "Why don't you speak?" Oh, I forgot, you can't open your mouth. She seemed to have really forgotten, raised her hand a little, and relieved his dumb hole in the air, and said with a smile: "I just recognized my son, so I have to say a few words." ”

Probably because he hadn't spoken for too long, Zong Zheng's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, his thick eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he hated: "I really regret that I didn't kill you such a ruthless woman in the first place!" ”

Fu Yuan said: "There are many things you regret, not only this one." In terms of ruthlessness, I am far inferior to you! If I hadn't had the foresight to secretly take this child away while you were not in the palace, I'm afraid the first thing you would do when you returned to the palace would have killed me. The two of us, who is more ruthless than the other, no one knows better than you. ”

Zong Zheng's eyes flashed, and his slightly chapped lips were tightly pursed. "You're wrong, I didn't want to kill you, as long as you stay safe."

"An An's points? What is the An'an score? Guarding the bleak cold palace for you to slaughter? The old thing was brought up again, and the stinging pain hidden in Fu Yuan's heart came to her heart, and the corners of her mouth were filled with hatred and anger, "Why should I be safe?" For the sake of power, you deceived my feelings with false affection, and obtained the help of my father to ascend to the throne. I thought you would really be like what you said, the three thousand beauties of the harem spoil me alone, who knows, after you ascended the throne, you tried to dispose of my father, and finally killed my Fu family...... You are so ungrateful, and you are hated! ”

Her voice sounded calm, calm after more than twenty years of bitter hatred. Her smile was very gentle, but there was no emotion, and there was a hint of cruelty in her gentleness.

Zong Zheng said in a deep voice: "It was your father who supported the army and respected himself, trying to be a puppet, as the king of a country, defending the imperial power, how can I tolerate him?" As for you, I once felt indebted and wanted to treat you well, but what you did made the only debt I had to you in my heart wear away. You can hate me, but you shouldn't hurt Yun'er and my son. ”

Fu Yuan sneered: "I don't care about your poor guilt, I just want you to be as miserable as me, or even more painful than me." You were born in an imperial family, and the tragedies of brothers, fathers and sons are staged every day, and you will not understand the pain of ordinary people losing their loved ones. So, I want you to taste what it's like to lose a loved one. Let you also understand, what is bone and what is flesh? ”

Zong Zheng's eyes were sad, he had already tasted the taste of losing his beloved, and the pain of his heart and bones was shattered. He looked at the woman beside him and said hatefully: "How did you do it to Yun'er?" She's so kind, she's always seen you as a friend. ”

Fu Yuan's eyes flashed, and the shallow struggle flashed in her eyes, she raised her head, and suddenly became a little excited, "It's her kindness, and your ruthlessness, that sent me to hell!" Obviously, she provoked Rong Yi, why should I bear the consequences? In order to protect her, you set a trap and gave me to other men as her, and caused me to suffer inhuman abuse...... You should have thought about the consequences! At this point of pause, the peace in her eyes was torn apart, pain poured out, her face turned pale, and her voice trembled.

The memories of the past were unbearable, she closed her eyes, calmed her violently undulating chest, and said half-loudly: "Three days and three nights...... I cried out hoarsely, and no one came to save me. After vain I became a country, I was given by you to others as a plaything...... The funny thing is that I was still kept in the dark, and when I returned to the palace, I hid in the dormitory and didn't dare to go out! I feel dirty, ashamed of you, and have tried to see you several times...... If it weren't for Qin Shen blocking it, I wouldn't even know that all of this was your design! How much do I hate...... Do you know? ”

When the past was revealed, despite the passage of more than 20 years, she was still like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, and the pain was unbearable. Fu Yuan raised her head, just a little bit, tears were about to flow, and she swallowed it back. That year, she vowed that she would never shed a single tear for him in this life, never!

The pupils of the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect shrank, and the sword in his hand approached a few points, he really wanted to immediately cut off the head of Zongzheng to pay tribute to the woman's grief.

Manyao was shocked when he heard this, it turned out that Fu Yuan still had such an experience! is also a woman, she can't help but feel a little sympathetic to Fu Kite, being given to others as a plaything by her beloved man, it is indeed the ultimate sadness of a woman! It's just that she shouldn't create more innocent people's sorrow because of her own sorrow.

Zong Zhengwu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Zong Zheng's eyes changed slightly, and he didn't speak. He was really ashamed of her, but he was also helpless at the time. If there is a mistake, the fault is that he should not have love as an emperor, especially in that period of internal and external troubles and turbulence, it is even more difficult to keep a complete love. To defend love, you must control the imperial power, and there must be sacrifice.

Fu Yuan took a deep breath, paused, and said, "I didn't want to keep that child, I hate Rong Yi so much, how could I want to have a child for him?" It was you, afraid that I would give birth to a boy, and you had to fulfill your original promise, so you poisoned me three or four times, so that I made up my mind to keep that child and set this plan for revenge. At that time, I didn't expect that she was pregnant with two children, which was better and more convenient for my plans. Zong Zheng died, even now, you owe me ...... Still too much! You are also trying to use the Mandate of Heaven to make me forget everything you have done to me, and use me to control the remnants of my father's power, what a delusional thought! Shall I let you do it? Her eyes were still bitter, and her voice slowed down, but her words were heartfelt.

Zong Zheng said: "I want to give you a way to live, you don't know what to do." You've done so much, what else do you want? ”

Fu Yuan said: "I just want you to understand that everything today is caused by you." My sons are dead, but your two sons are still alive, so their suffering is far from over. Just wait and take a closer look. She swept the corner of her eye obliquely over Man Yao and Zongzheng Wuwu.

Zong Zhengwu's face was gloomy, and the cold light of his phoenix eyes shone directly, "Hmph! Until then, I will let you repay the debt you owe to my mother! ”

Fu Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "Well, since you owe it, you always have to pay it back." The two of you are on it together? ”

"I'm enough for one person!"

"I'm enough for one person."

Zongzheng is worry-free and Zongzheng has no plan.

Fu Yuan said indifferently: "Then let's go together." If you can defeat the mourning family within a stick of incense, even if you win, the mourning family will leave Zongzheng with a life. If not, he would have died. After saying that, she personally lit a stick of incense and took a sword in her hand.

Looking at the sword in his hand, he felt a little strange. How long has it been since she has held a sword? His thoughts drifted away, and the woman who had run away from home was unwilling to be arranged by fate. At that time, she was so young, with a free and dashing soul. Alone in the rivers and lakes, relying on his own education, and fearless. It's just that, since when did she start to become unrecognizable? Trapped by love, imprisoned by hatred.

She took a deep breath, gathered her thoughts, picked up her sword, and leaped to the two-foot high stone pillar on the high platform. She stood on the top of the stone pillar on one foot, and the cold wind stirred her gorgeous clothes, which fluttered up and fluttered wide sleeves, and the golden hairpin pendant on her head was blown away from its original track by the wind. Her face was flat, and she did not have the solemnity and nervousness that she should have when facing a great enemy. The long sword in his hand pointed obliquely in the direction of the deep palace, the sword qi was in the air, and the cold light was shining, and under the white light that pierced the snow, it was dazzling.

Zong Zheng's eyes were stunned, his eyes were slightly ethereal, and he suddenly remembered the scene many years ago. Zizhutai, under the waterfall rock, she is dressed in a light blue robe, a little clear stream, a sword provokes the waves, in the falling water splashing, the sword dance is like a prosperous bloom, beautiful like a peerless fairy in the light, carved a line of words on the rock: "I wish to have a heart, and the white head is not separated." Then, she looked back at him and asked solemnly, "I have only one wish in my life, can you do it?" If you can, I will give up my freedom and go with you. ”

Perhaps, it was really him who was wrong! Zong Zheng Yan He slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Manyao whispered in Zongzheng's ear: "Her martial arts are unfathomable, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

Zong Zheng pursed his lips without worry, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and when he shook his sword, it was a sky-high sword light, and his momentum was incomparable. He jumped onto another stone pillar, and so did Zongzheng.

There is no politeness, Zong Zheng is worry-free and swings his sword directly, without hesitation, Fu Yuan does not dodge or dodge, and the horizontal sword is blocked.

A clang, piercing the sky, pierced and deafening. The two long swords, which were infused with strong internal force, struck each other, and from the tip of the sword to the junction of the hilt, sparks flew and flew in all directions, blooming a brilliant brilliance with the breath of death.

The sharp sword qi encountered the same strong internal force, and the explosion suddenly swept in all directions, Zong Zheng flew without a plan to dodge, and the Xuanyuan Hall behind him made a "boom" sound, and the roof of the house was swept by the sword qi, as if the entire axe was overturned. The beams collapsed, and the flying tiles shot indiscriminately. In an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, dark clouds gathered, and a violent storm arose.

She was stunned, this was the first time she had seen Zongzheng Wuwu's real shot, which was much higher than she imagined, and Fu Yuan's martial arts were even more extraordinarily powerful. Under the blow of the two, Zongzheng Wuwu and Fu Yuan were both shocked back by internal forces.

The army hundreds of zhang away saw Zong Zheng Wuwu and Fu Yuan flying on the stone pillar from a distance, and they began to stir.

A general was anxious, and stepped forward to say to Wuxiangzi: "Marshal, prince, there is a fight inside, will the emperor be in danger?" Let's go in and escort it. ”

Seeing that both of them withdrew far away in the first round, the Nine Emperors couldn't help but be shocked, he knew the martial arts of the seventh brother too well, but he didn't expect the Empress Dowager Qiyun to be so powerful that she could compete with his seventh brother! It's a pity that her father is still in her hands, otherwise the army will rush in, and tens of thousands of arrows will be fired in unison, no matter how powerful she is, it will be useless. He thought for a moment and proposed, "Wuxiangzi, let's take a detour to the back and sneak in, in case something happens, we can help." ”

Wuxiangzi was originally worried that the Empress Dowager Qiyun would use the imperial concubine to threaten the emperor, but at this moment, when he saw the fight inside, he was relieved. Smoothing Shunma's mane with his hand, he said calmly: "The prince doesn't need to worry, the emperor's strength, can you still not know?" "Back then, he was pretentious, proud of the martial arts heroes, and thought he was invincible in the world, but he didn't go through twenty moves in the hands of the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared, and was almost split in half by a sword. He immediately swore that he would follow the boy until one day he could defeat him. And then in January, the young man even picked the seven most mysterious masters in the rivers and lakes, and there were Shura Seven Evils and Wuyin Building. The eight of them swore allegiance to him, but they all had one wish, and that was to defeat the boy. How many years have passed, that person is no longer the mysterious boy of the year, and they are no longer as frivolous and impetuous as they were back then, and their former wish is unconsciously surrendered to that natural king.

The Nine Emperor Princes naturally believed in his Seventh Brother's martial arts and abilities, but he was still a little worried, after all, he had hostages in his hands. Seventh Brother doesn't seem to care about anything on the surface, but in fact, he still cares about his father very much in his heart. He turned his head and saw that Xiao Ke was teasing the child, and couldn't help but wonder: "Eh, are you still in the mood to tease the child?" Aren't you worried about Liyue? ”

Xiao Ke glanced at him, "Sister Princess's martial arts are so high, I'm not worried about her getting hurt, I'm only worried about ......"

"Worried about what?"

Xiao Ke thought for a while before saying, "The poison in Sister Princess's body has been resolved, but I think there is still something wrong with her body." Destiny is too domineering, it has been in her body for too long, and her heart has been damaged. I'm worried that she's too emotional and overly sad this time, and I'm just afraid of ...... It will leave a problem with heart palpitations. If it's light, it's fine, if it's heavy, it's troublesome! Alas! She couldn't help but sigh.

Outside the Xuanyuan Palace, the fight was fierce. Zong Zheng's eyes were as evil as a demon, and his eyes revealed the deep hatred in his heart.

He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time! Whether to break this woman's body into ten thousand pieces or Ling Chi's three thousand knives to leave her in a breath, he was still thinking about it.

After a few more rounds, the sword qi soared into the air, and the wind was fierce, enveloping the entire high platform, giving people a strong sense of depression, as if someone had choked their throats. Their bodies are as fast as ghosts, and it is impossible to tell which is the shadow of a sword and which is a figure. The martial arts of the two seem to be on par, seeing that more than half of the incense stick has been burned, and no one has shown any signs of defeat, Manyao can't help but be a little worried.

Zong Zheng looked at the two people shrouded by the flickering sword light, his brows were furrowed, he knew that Fu Yuan knew martial arts, but he didn't know that her martial arts were so good! Looking down and seeing that most of the incense was already burning, he glanced at Zong Zheng and He, and his feelings were still complicated. Although he is not Fu Kite's son, no one can erase the pain caused to him by those five years of hunting, although that person does not know that it is him. And the pain and torture he has endured all his life, this person cannot escape from it. Can he not hate that person because he knows that he is not Fu Kite's son? All of this is the man-made sin! But after all, he couldn't bear to let him die.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and in just half a pillar of incense, the ground in the distance has been paved with a white layer, only around this brazier, the snow has melted before it has fallen.

Zongzheng saw that there was not much time, and the more the sword was swung, the faster it became, and the momentum became more and more powerful, which could not be stopped. Fu Kite gradually fell behind, especially after Zongzheng joined without a plan, Fu Kite was even more dangerous.

The expression of the Heavenly Enemy Sect Master was no longer calm, and there was a nervous look in his eyes. Manyao's eyes flickered, and when he was distracted, he quickly swept towards him, and when he arrived, the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect was alert, and his eyes were angry, and the sword in his hand wanted to wipe it off Zong Zheng's neck.

She was shocked, she had no sword in her hand to stop her, and she didn't want to think about it, so she gathered her internal strength and raised her hand to grasp the sword body. The expected pain was not felt, and the sword in her hand made a clanging sound of being broken, from the position of her palm to the hilt of the sword, breaking inch by inch and falling to the ground.

Manyao was stunned, she hadn't been able to adapt to the fact that her internal strength had increased dramatically, and she looked at her hands, a little stunned. And the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect was even more shocked, she didn't expect that her skill was so different from three years ago, and she was unprepared, so she would be shattered. He immediately abandoned the hilt of his sword, and opened his five fingers to grab Zong Zheng's throat, and he was absolutely castrated.

After returning to his senses, he hurriedly reached out and buckled the pulse of the wrist of the master of the Tianqiu Gate, which was fast and ruthless, and the eyes of the master of the Tianqiu Gate changed, and his wrist immediately flipped over, dodging her hand, and changing the grasp to a knock on the back of the neck. Man Yao turned around, came to the side, and while blocking his gesture, his right leg was raised, and he kicked hard at the heavy Fengyuan chair, and the chair collapsed, sliding out of a distance of more than three meters, and Zong Zheng left the range that the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect could control. She breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on the enemy. And from beginning to end, the look on Zong Zheng's face in crisis has not changed, he just fixed his eyes on the three people fighting in mid-air.

Although Manyao has Rong Qi's internal strength, there are not many people in this world who can become her opponent, but the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect can be regarded as one. She has practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, fighting with her bare hands, she doesn't have much advantage, and the fist routine of the master of the Tianqiu Gate is extremely weird, and it is impossible to prevent it, she carefully coped with more than ten moves, and suddenly a heavy object fell on the ground behind her, she saw that the expression of the master of the Tianqiu Gate changed greatly, and the moves were also a little messy, she saw the right time, and hit him in the chest with a palm, which was extremely powerful.

The master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect snorted, and took seven or eight steps back before he could stand firmly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the masked black cloth on his face fell down, revealing a face that had not seen the light for many years. It was a cheek badly burned by the fire, and although judging by the scar from the burn, it should have been many years, it was still miserable. And on the neck beneath that burnt face, a dark purple oval scar was very intriguing.

was stunned, looked at him with wide eyes, and blurted out: "Are you ...... Uncle? She was shocked, a little incredulous, no wonder there was ecstasy in the wine back then, it turned out that her uncle Qin Shen was as concerned about Fu Yuan as her father.

Qin Shen, the master of the Heavenly Enemy Sect, changed his complexion, his eyes flickered slightly, and he grabbed his chest and rushed to Fu Yuan, who fell to the ground behind her. "How are you? Is the injury serious? ”

Fu Yuan was slapped by Zong Zhengwu, his face was pale, and he fell to the ground panting with his eyes closed, as if he was not lightly injured. She shook her head, not squeaking.

Zong Zheng put away the sword without worry, quickly came to Manyao's side, and raised her hand to look. He frowned, looking a little nervous.

Manyao wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

Zong Zheng opened her palm without worry, and saw that the skin of her palm was intact and there were no traces of injury, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "It's okay." After that, he turned his head to look at Zong Zheng's death, and then looked at Fu Yuan on the ground.

Fu Yuan gasped a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the Zongzheng Wuzhi standing in front of her with a sword pointing at her, his eyes flashed with complicated emotions, "Chip, you are still not ruthless enough." "Why do you use a sword when you have a sword in your hand?

Zong Zheng looked at her without a plan, his hands trembled, and he didn't speak. Although everything she has given him over the years is fake, the feelings he has pinned on her as a "mother" for more than 20 years are real. More than 20 years! More than 8,000 days and nights, what long years. And in those more than 20 years, how much he respected this woman, and how much he hated her now, but when it was really time to start, why was he so uncomfortable?

Fu Yuan smiled slightly, a little relieved, but more bitter and unspeakable, and said quietly: "If you are my son, me and the son of Yu He, how good it would be!" She used to really love him as her own son, he was so smart, sensible, and filial, she fantasized countless times that it was the child of her and Zongzheng, but every time she thought of the pain in the depths of her memory, she couldn't control her struggle and revenge.

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