Father's love is like a mountain, before Hu Dacang was deceived into going to the black mine, Hu Xianxian was still young and only knew how to play; Later, when he returned home for a reunion, Hu Xianxian was so busy that the father and daughter never talked to each other.

Hu Dacang was weak and unwilling to let his daughter support him, so he supported the tree beside him with his hand, and said with a peaceful smile: "Xianxian, your mother often says that I have had a hard time in my life, but I don't feel it.

"When I was a teenager, I had a lot of money, and although I was ridiculed as a fool for being kind and generous, most people still respected me.

"With your brother and you, although the business is not as good as day by day, but watching you grow up, it is happier than how much money you make.

"Your brother is lost, I was deceived into the mine, those years were really bitter, but there was joy in suffering.

"I met such an honest and grateful good boy as Mud Dan'er, bring back a good brother to you, and when you are old, your brother and sister are not by my side, and I am also comfortable......"

Hu Dacang said as if he was about to breathe, holding his chest in a daze, Hu Xianxian conjured up a glass of sugar water and handed it to his father, he drank the sugar water and continued to speak.

"How can there be a standard of good or bad? Whether a person is doing well or not is his own feeling.

"Some people live in high-rise buildings, but their hearts are like frying in oil, so what's the fun?

"I know you are a good boy, but whether Cheng Daochang is doing well or not is his own feelings, even you can't replace his feelings.

"Who says that a man must be prosperous and powerful to succeed? Some people think that it is worth it, and some people will be tired and panicked. "

Hu Xianxian lowered his head, his father meant to misunderstand Hu Xianxian's alien Haofeng just to let Cheng Haofeng develop better, but some things are not as simple as Cheng Haofeng giving up fame and fortune, and they can be together.

may feel that the deadline is approaching, Hu Dacang wants to tell Hu Xianxian everything he wants to do, but he is not at ease because of his concern, so he repeatedly advises: "Don't fight with Cheng Dao, my father can guess that you took the initiative to dissolve the marriage contract."

"You think it's good for him, but he doesn't necessarily think it's good, everyone wants something different. For example, when we are the elderly, some people want filial piety that their children will be by their side every day, and some people want filial piety that their children will grow up and glorify their ancestors.

"As for me, I just want you to live well and don't do anything ungrateful.

"Those cumbersome etiquettes are all done for others to see, and it's really good for the family to get along easily and happily."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Hu Xianxian nodded vigorously and listened to her father's words like the most well-behaved daughter.

Sometimes sadness is not because the family does not get along well, it is obviously very good and cherished, but it is sad to face loss and unable to retain those good things.

On the twelfth day of the lunar month, Hu Yonggang and Ge Shumei rushed back from the capital, Hang Wuyi, Shui Wuxian and Tang Caier also rushed to the Hu family's courtyard, and even the blood without hatred also arrived from Yunhua.

Hu Dacang was already lying on the bed and had difficulty getting up, and it was a little difficult to eat, but everyone else endured it. Sadness comforted him by saying something glad.

Blood without hatred seems to be cold-blooded and ruthless, but I recall the months of temporary residence in the Hu family's courtyard, and those warm times are engraved in my heart.

He had lost the warmth of home several times, as if he was meant to lose it again and again, and he was so fragile that he couldn't hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.

Many people don't accept stories that are too sad, they don't accept sadness if they don't grieve because they don't lose anything good, they just want to keep getting it.

Blood Wuqi hurriedly went out of the house, hid under the osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard and sobbed, he didn't want to cry out and disturb others, suppressed his emotions, closed his mouth tightly, and punched the trunk of the tree to relieve his grief.

In the middle of the ugly hour that night, Hu Dacang's soul went to the netherworld, and people died like lights going out, but the lamp had no emotion, but people had emotions and emotions, and no one could absolutely look down on life and death.

The next day, Hu Xianxian knelt straight in front of his father's coffin, and there were no tears at this time, but his eyes were red and swollen due to excessive tears before.

"Xianxian, drink some porridge." , Aunt Hu bent down and patted her daughter's shoulder, "Listen to my mother!" Your father passed peacefully, without suffering much from illness or dragging us down in any way, which is a good result in the end. Your father is too honest in this life and has suffered a lot, I hope that the next life will be better. "

Hu Xianxian shook his head and pushed the porridge bowl in his mother's hand, "I understand the truth, but I can't help but be sad." "

"What's there to be sad about? Afraid that he will go to the underworld and be lonely? It didn't take long for me to go to him, leaving me alone in the world, and I was quite lonely. "

Hearing her mother say this, Hu Xianxian felt even more uncomfortable, hurriedly stood up and took the porridge bowl and ate two bites, and said to her mother, "Mother, you have to take care of your body, you can live well, and your father can rest assured." "

The mother and daughter were comforting each other, and most of the other family members were worried about the funeral, when suddenly they heard a few sonorous golden drums in the air!

Hu Xianxian was taken aback, this seemed to be the sound of the heavenly soldiers and generals sounding the gong to go on the march, why did it suddenly sound here?

She ran to the courtyard and looked up, and the sky was lined up with heavenly soldiers and generals who emitted a faint golden aura.

Luo Xuanxin swept the dust, took the lead and went to the ground, and preached: "Qingdingzi Hu Safeng, Shuyinzi has no hatred in blood, do you tie your hands and follow me to the heavenly court for trial, or do you have to resist stubbornly?" "

Hu Xianxian and Blood Wuqi looked at each other in amazement, not quite knowing what was going on, Cheng Haofeng had already stood up.

"What are they guilty of? To line up such a big battle to catch them? "

Most of the neighbors who came to attend the funeral had never even been to the capital, let alone any heavenly soldiers, and most of them knelt on the ground tremblingly.

Luo Xuanxin enjoyed this feeling of being awe-inspired, she stepped in front of Cheng Haofeng and forced her eyes to look at him and sneered: "You really don't understand what crime they have committed? Well, even if you really don't know, I'll tell you.

"Blood has no vendetta and kills innocents indiscriminately, because of the resentment of the anger, when the lightning strikes and the soul is scattered, and now he is still safely left in the world, all because Hu Xianxian acted on behalf of heaven.

"Hu Xianxian deceived the superiors and subordinates, causing the laws of heaven and earth to be confused, did they commit an unforgivable sin?"

Hu Xianxian and Blood Wuqi both frowned, what they were most worried about was not that they would be punished, but that they were afraid of injuring Long Xiaofeng.

But they didn't say much directly, at this time, it was better to see how Cheng Haofeng dealt with it.

"My disciples have no blood and no revenge, should they die of their lives?" Cheng Haofeng asked calmly.

"Of course it's time to ask, but this still needs to be asked?" Luo Xuan asked impatiently.

"If you deserve to die, why didn't you die? Could it be that he died nine times under the catastrophe, and God couldn't bear to punish him severely, so he opened up to him? "

Luo Xuanxin felt that Cheng Haofeng was delaying time by asking east and west, and said angrily: "What kind of net is open?" Obviously, it was Hu Xianxian who faked the catastrophe. "

Cheng Haofeng still said unhurriedly, "Then according to your intentions, the heavenly tribulation that my disciple once suffered is not a real heavenly tribulation?" Uncle Luo, may I ask, since the Heavenly Tribulation last time was fake, why hasn't the Heavenly Tribulation been added so far, so that Wu Qiu will be struck by lightning again? Can it be regarded as Heavenly Dao has admitted that there is no revenge and has been punished? "

Cheng Haofeng asked, Luo Xuanxin couldn't answer, so he swept Hu Xianxian and Blood Wuqi Cheng on the face with a fierce gaze.

Already seeing that their scalps were numb, Luo Xuanxin asked, "Do you want to resist to the end and be the enemy of Heavenly Court?" "

She knows very well that there will be many things that she can't say clearly, so she can only provoke Hu Xianxian and Blood No Hatred to act, and then arrest her on the charge of violent resistance.

Hu Xianxian was unexpectedly not angry, and said with a crying voice: "Can I make a fake heavenly tribulation? Uncle Luo, you are exalting me too much. If you want to impose charges on us, can I also maliciously speculate that Uncle Luo is here to make trouble at my father's funeral, so that my father will not be able to live in peace under Jiuquan. "

Hu Xianxian's words were full of sadness, and all kinds of emotions were mixed, which was even more infectious. Hu Yonggang, Mud Dan'er, and Aunt Hu all moved closer to Luo Xuanxin.

They don't know anything about falsifying the catastrophe, but they will not tolerate anyone who dares to make trouble at the funeral of their relatives.

Immortals are stronger than mortals, but the rules of heaven and earth are also restricted, and mortals cannot be killed at will. Luo Xuanxin forced Hu Xianxian to make a move, but he angered Hu Yonggang and them, she didn't expect that this matter seemed simple, but the result would be so nerve-wracking.

Looking at the white mans hanging everywhere in the courtyard, Luo Xuanxin felt a little sorry, it was really a coincidence that he came to arrest someone and ran into Hu Okura's funeral, although Luo Xuanxin was cruel and mean, he was not a person who took advantage of people's danger.

Cheng Haofeng bowed to her and said, "Uncle Luo, the real purpose of your coming here is probably not to arrest my junior sister and my apprentice, but to test what I have done in the Undersea Holy Realm, how is it going?" "

Luo Xuanxin's face changed greatly, Cheng Haofeng guessed correctly! Although the matter of the fake Heavenly Tribulation is still true, in this overall situation, whether blood without hatred is life or death has little to do with the goal that the Emperor wants to achieve.

Did the Emperor of Heaven ask Luo Xuanxin in private to find out what Cheng Haofeng's strength was? What exactly is arranged in the undersea holy realm? If you want to push Hu Xianxian to become the result of the Eternal Heart, only Cheng Haofeng is weak and oppositional, how can they have the confidence to compete?

After being seen through, Luo Xuan's heart weakened, and those heavenly soldiers and generals who were waiting in the air became dispensable decorations, Luo Xuan's heart was worried about leaving like this, how to deal with the Emperor of Heaven.

Cheng Haofeng raised his head and said slowly: "If there is a catastrophe that destroys the world and destroys the world, no one can stay out of it; No one can steal peace; Nor can anyone stand in the way of resistance. "

These words were meant for Luo Xuanxin to bring to the Emperor of Heaven, and Luo Xuanxin seemed to understand it. It doesn't matter if she understands it or not, even if she doesn't understand it, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to go and explain these things to the Emperor of Heaven alone.

Perhaps in order to prove the weight of his words, Cheng Haofeng walked quickly to Hu Okang's coffin and respectfully bowed his head: "Uncle Hu, because of the suddenness of the incident, forgive me for being reckless in front of your mourning hall." "

After the confession, he turned back to the courtyard, pinched the trick with his left hand, summoned the ink ice sword with his right hand, condensed the aura into the sword, and slashed his arm towards the sky.

Suddenly, the clouds in the air were cut through layer by layer, as if the thick cotton wool had been opened a big opening, and the Tongming Treasure Hall was faintly visible.

Luo Xuanxin's face kept changing, was this Cheng Haofeng demonstrating to the Emperor of Heaven? But is this a revelation of strength? Or is it a provocation?

Luo Xuanxin was still guessing that Cheng Haofeng had put away his sword, and then said loudly to Tianji: "Qing Ruizi Cheng Haofeng has no intention of offending Tianwei, he just wants a piece of sincerity to reach the heavens." "