Back here, Wang Hao looked at this man who was very similar to himself, maybe because Wang Hao was still very young, and his appearance was still a little different from Yin Jitian, maybe because of Wang Hao's mother, it was the first time in so many years that he had face-to-face contact with his son.

Well, in fact, it's not a secret space, this is actually the spiritual world of Yin Jitian He pulled Wang Hao in through his own strength, and it didn't actually have any impact on Wang Hao, Yin Jitian expected Wang Hao's reaction, he said: "Did your grandfather tell you, why didn't I meet you?" And why are we back to where we are? "Yin Jitian has few people who can talk to him now, and he seems to have regarded his son as a person who can talk to him.

Wang Hao's heart is also very complicated, maybe it is not very complicated but quite complicated, he still can't believe that his father, who he has been looking forward to for so many years, really appeared in front of him this time? This is almost unbelievable for Wang Hao, he and Yin Jitian have never met at all, of course, he is the little master of the Wang family, and no one will say bad things about him, so those legendary ridicules have not yet reached his head.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you here to take me to the Far North?" We haven't seen each other in years, isn't it good that you don't show up forever? Just when I don't know you? Isn't it bad! The hoarse voice carried a calmness that even Wang Hao himself couldn't imagine, what he said was very simple, but Yin Jitian was incredibly constricted.

Before he came, he had already thought about Wang Hao's reaction after he met Wang Hao many times, some were excited, a little coquettish, and some were painful, but he never thought that his son was really so calm anyway, so calm that Yin Jitian felt scared, he had actually been here.

He had secretly come to the Wang family through the energy body before, but there was no one else in Jingdong, it was just that Grandpa Wang knew that Yin Jitian had come, and it was not just once, but because of Yin Jitian's request, Grandpa Wang did not tell Wang Hao about all this.

"I..."Yin Jitian wanted to speak and stopped, he blinked, it was difficult to hide the sadness in his eyes, he sighed, and said: "I know that you still can't accept me, but I can only tell you like this, Wang Hao, you are my Yinjitian son after all, even if you don't want to admit it, this is a fact that cannot be changed." Wang Hao, your body has my silver slaying blood flowing in your body, you will eventually return to the extreme north, because that is your fate, the bloodline in your body is still in a state of banning, when he completely awakens, you are the strongest you. ”

Yin Jitian stared at Wang Hao tightly, at this moment Wang Hao's front seemed to be a huge beast of the wilderness, he could also feel the Yin Jitian's body like an ocean, this majestic power, even if he smashed on his master Qianxue Rulong's body, it was a power that he didn't feel, this power is really scary, this powerful power, is it the power of the land fairy realm martial artist?

The difference in strength between the Grandmaster Triple Martial Artist is simply not a little bit of a gap, if this power is aimed at himself, he estimates that he will not be able to hold on even for a second, but now it is different, because the power on the Yin Killing Heaven body has not been completely released. Instead, Wang Hao felt that power, the power that Wang Hao himself felt from Yin Jitian's body, such a power, even if Yin Jitian himself did not release it, it could be felt by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao said in shock: "Your strength is very strong, can't even you save my mother?" Isn't it hard enough for even your strength to stay by my side? At this time, Wang Hao's sudden rhetorical question made Yin Jitian a little surprised, after all, he didn't expect such a thing, after all, he had no way back then, and now his son suddenly asked.

Yin Jitian also nodded, looking at Wang Hao, with an incomparably heavy tone, this son of his, has really grown up, but his strength is still a little too weak, so weak that even he can't protect himself, such Wang Hao Yin Jitian said that he can't accept it. He has great expectations for his son, after all, he doesn't know the Far North, so it doesn't matter, but if his strength is not strong, it really can't be done, such strength, even he can't protect himself.

There is no need to say anything else, so all along, Yin Jitian has always had a lot of hope in his son, hoping that he can help him in the future.

Of course, if Wang Hao is unwilling to help himself, Yin Jitian will not force Wang Hao, after all, it is his own son, he can protect himself, Yin Jitian is already satisfied, he and his son have not been together for even a year, so it is impossible for him to put all his hopes on this son who he has never taken care of, so it is unrealistic at all.

Yin Jitian is not a child anymore, he also understands such a little thing, in this way, he has been looking for a way, hoping that he can have some other way, in that case, maybe he has a way, but what, this way, where is it so simple to find, even if it is now Yin Jitian, it is even a little way, but it has not been found.

He also felt very desperate, in this way, when he found a way, it was estimated that it would be the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Monkey, he was able to leave the Far North this time, not necessarily next time, and maybe not so simple next time, he was this opportunity, he used to make a doppelganger through the strength of his land fairy realm martial artist, through that doppelganger he came to the Wang family a few times, and after a hurried glance at his son, he would leave, at most he would talk to Grandpa Wang about the matter of Wang Hao, Other times, he won't care at all.

This doppelganger of the silver killing heaven can't leave himself for too long, and every time he goes back quickly, there is no way to do it, how can it be so many years, so many things, even the silver killing heaven has a lot of powerless times.