Liu Zhenqing dodged Zong Tianchi's aggressive eyes, and couldn't say why he was chirping.

"Do you want to end this family affair too?" Zong Tianchi pulled his arm back from Liu Zhenqing's fat hand, pointed at Liu Zhenqing's fat face and shouted, "Have you forgotten who saved your father back then?" If I hadn't saved your father, would you still be you? ”

Liu Zhenqing was said to be short, a little annoyed and angry, and a slight anger brewed on her face. He doesn't like to listen to others talk about his old man, he thinks that the Liu family can have today's prosperity, and he is in charge of it.

"What does my grandfather's promised family affair have to do with me, you don't talk about my grandfather here, if you want to talk to my grandfather."

Before Liu Zhenqing could speak, Liu Mingluan grabbed the conversation, and he had the skill of scolding the street.

Zong Tianchi was so choked by these words that he coughed again and again, and he almost lost his breath. I thought that this little girl was too much of a thing, and asked me to reason with his grandfather, but his grandfather had been dead for five years, did you want me to go to the underworld to find him?

"I said Tianchi, I don't count the matter of marrying a daughter now, you see that our four elders are here, they are all strongly opposed to this family business, and I have no choice."

Liu Zhenqing put the responsibility on the four elders of the Liu family, and the elders looked at each other, but they could only agree, and sent a spokesperson The four elders responded: "We don't agree, our young lady is now a personal disciple of the Tianqin Fairy of Huajian Pavilion, and we must find a Lang Jun who is the right person, so as to better develop the great cause of the Liu family." ”

At this moment, Zong Tianchi's heart was like ashes, and he felt that the world was spinning.

Over the years, it has been difficult to raise Zong Wusheng, and on this day, if he can marry the daughter-in-law of the Liu family, life will be better. If you have a little more selfishness, you can use the strength of the Liu family to revitalize the sect family.

But after facing the Liu family's open face, Zong Tianchi understood a wise saying-

The dragon is trapped in the shallows and is played by shrimp, and the tiger is bullied by dogs in Pingyang, it is really a phoenix that has landed and is not as good as a chicken!

"Daddy, what do you have to talk to him, there is no need to entertain him today, let him go quickly, find someone where you fall in love, don't spoil people's interest in our house!"

After Liu Mingluan finished speaking, she turned around and left, leaving the place where she thought she was nesting fire.

Zong Tianchi slumped weakly in his seat, wanting to cry without tears, but laughed self-deprecatingly: "Hahaha...... My clan has not fallen like this, and even my children have been ridiculed for marrying, and my sect is ashamed of the ancestors of the clan! ”

"Wow!"

Zong Tianchi was furious, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the banquet in front of him was stained with a layer of blood.

"Patriarch, are you alright?"

Liu Zhenqing pretended to be anxious, and hurriedly wanted to pick up Zong Tianchi again, but who knows, Zong Tianchi's body was weak, he fell to the ground in the banquet hall, and fainted.

"Let the servant come in and carry him to the guest room to rest."

"Patriarch, the eldest lady is still angry, why don't you let someone send him to the inn?"

The proposal of the four elders made Liu Zhenqing think about it for a while, and felt that it was right, if he was in the mansion, he would be unhappy when he woke up, so he would simply send it to the inn, and let the subordinates stop him at the door next time.

Liu Zhenqing nodded slightly and agreed to the proposal of the four elders.

Two strong men walked in, dragged Zong Tianchi up from the ground and left, and came to the door, but were stopped by Liu Mingluan, who had never left.

Liu Mingluan glanced at the two, and with a touch of the jade hand on his neck, the two suddenly understood, nodded and dragged Zong Tianchi out of the gate of the Liu family. They dragged Zong Tianchi and did not walk in the direction of the inn, but walked quickly towards the Rootless River in the eastern suburbs of Youzhou City......

……

Luojia Dungeon.

A ray of white moonlight shone in from the wind on the top of the dungeon, projecting onto Zong Wusheng's body on the Xing Zhu.

Zong Wusheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the palm-sized sky outside the tuyere above his head. Even if the night sky is only the size of a palm, you can still see a few bright stars.

"To be a man is like this, no matter what kind of desperate situation you are in, you still have the courage to laugh at life." In this harsh environment, Zong Wusheng persuaded himself that he must have light in his heart, as long as his righteousness does not fall, there is no flame mountain that he cannot pass.

Zong Wusheng squeezed out a smile and looked at the sky outside the tuyere, and in an instant, he actually saw the mother on the Xianbi Continent in the night sky, smiling kindly at him.

When he came to the Xianbi Continent, Zong Wusheng didn't feel warmth. His dead mother, just before he died, was when Zong Wusheng crossed over to the Xianbi Continent.

Originally, the child born by his mother was stillborn before it landed, and it happened that this body was occupied by Zong Wusheng, and he watched himself be given birth once.

When I came out of the placenta and opened my eyes for the first time, I was looking at the mother before she died.

In her eyes, Zong Wusheng saw how reluctant this mother was and how much she was full of expectations.

Zong Wusheng clearly remembered that the last words his mother said before she died were to his father: Tianchi, our child will definitely be extraordinary, you promise me to take good care of him, and tell him when he grows up, although his mother is not around, this heart will always accompany him to grow up.

I will see every stage of his growth.

Unconsciously, Zong Wusheng's eyes moistened, and he really felt sorry for the hearts of his parents all over the world.

In the sad night, Zong Wusheng hummed the song of the Chinese singing mother - this person is the mother, this person is the mother, this person gave me life and gave me a home.

No matter how far you go, no matter how old you are, you can't forget when you go, our mother......

The song echoed through the dungeon, through the overhead vents, and into the sky. His mother's smile in the night sky was even brighter, as if she was relieved to see the child grow up.

The phantom slowly dissipated into the night sky.

Suddenly.

Zong Wusheng felt itching all over his body, looked down at his body, and found that his skin was emitting a faint fluorescence under the moonlight.

Looking at the strange dream-like phenomenon, the whip marks on the skin actually scabbed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the itch came from here.

In less than half an hour, the whip marks on Zong Wusheng's body turned out to be completely healed, and the blood scabs broke away from the skin and fell to the ground, revealing the jade-like skin underneath.

Before a wave of surprise could be digested, another unbelievable thing suddenly happened.

There was a slight sound above his head, Zong Wusheng suddenly raised his head, and the brush was hanging above his head at some point, and the pen shaft trembled rapidly.

"Heavenly Hanging Needle!" Zong Wusheng's eyes were blank, he raised his head with difficulty, looked at the brush that he had seen three times, and said with difficulty: "I hate you the first time I saw you!" I'm confused when I see you for the second time! This is the third time I've seen you, and I've got a little bit of a liking for you. ”

Zong Wusheng is now full of thoughts, he lost his beloved woman in Huaxia, he died in the explosion again, and his soul traveled to this string pen continent, thinking that he could forget the melancholy of his previous life and start a new life.

Who knew that in the Xianbi Continent, his body could not be cultivated, and he was completely a waste. Fortunately, his painting skills in his previous life were not reduced, so he was a little more balanced.

Now that he saw the Heavenly Hanging Needle for the third time, Zong Wusheng had already realized that this brush should have belonged to him, and coming here from Huaxia Country should be the so-called Mandate of Heaven!

"Huh"

A blinding white light emanated from the sky, illuminating the entire dungeon as if it were day.

At the same time, Zong Wusheng's body was pulled by a tearing force, staring at the Heavenly Hanging Needle that was blooming with dazzling light, and a door slowly opened in the dazzling white light. After the door was completely opened, a breath of time came to my face.

The tearing force became bigger and bigger, and Zong Wusheng's body was pulled by the power of the years, and the streamer generally drilled into the light gate.

I don't know how long it took, Zong Wusheng opened his eyes, his whole body ached, and he only remembered that the Heavenly Hanging Needle turned into a huge light gate and inhaled himself into it.

Could it be that the hanging needle is the gate of time and space?

Zong Wusheng stood up and looked around, there was a magnificent and beautiful mountain and river.

In the distance, a distinctive mountain is intertwined between heaven and earth, and the dragon-like old vines on the peaks coil around the mountainside, and ancient rocky trees are all over it.

If you look closely, the shape of that strange mountain is actually like a brush, and it should be said that it is more appropriate to look like a hanging needle.

On the top of the mountain, as if cut off by a sword, a huge palace is located on it, revealing the simplicity up and down, and the breath of the years is circulating.

Zong Wusheng was shocked by the scene in front of him, where is this, it seems that the painting style is completely different from the String Brush Continent.

In the face of the unknown, Zong Wusheng had no fear, but felt that the palace on the top of the mountain had a great attraction to him, and it seemed that the hand of fate was calling him.

Zong Wusheng walked forward and finally reached the bottom of the peak, this is a lonely peak, for ordinary people, it is a moat, even if it is a rock climbing master, it is impossible to climb this giant peak!

Zong Wusheng did not believe in evil, jumped up, stepped on the rock, and climbed to the top of the mountain with ancient vines in his hand.

Thousands of meters of lonely peaks and cliffs, Zong Wusheng actually walked on the ground, and in just a moment, he climbed to the top of the mountain!

The top of the mountain is as flat as a knife and axe, and the ground is covered with colorful jade that has never been seen before.

In the middle of the peak, stands a majestic palace, "Here it is!" ”

There is a kind of summoning from the blood, and Zong Wusheng can feel it, his bones are rattling, his blood is boiling, and his heart is trembling!

He could feel that there was a power there, exactly what he wanted!

"You're finally here."

In the palace, an old voice sounded.

This voice was too old to describe in words, just when he heard it, countless pictures of Shaohua white heads and the passage of time appeared in his mind.