A sharp palm wind struck hard, and a large hole immediately broke in the white wall.

The wall collapsed, and a little boy in white formed a ball, rolled out with the fallen wall, spit out the mud in his mouth twice, raised his two hands and scratched and shouted with a desire to survive.

"Father's mercy! It's me! ”

When the sound fell, a handsome face was raised, and his fine facial features were seven or eight points similar to Wen Yuan.

"Little Seven?" Wen Yuan's old eyes shrank suddenly, turned his head, and glared at Mo Ting.

Mo Ting recognized it as Wen Qi, and immediately withdrew his hand, and raised his eyebrows indifferently at Wen Yuan's gaze: "What are you looking at me?" This is your territory, and the person is also your son, you can't prevent the thief yourself, it's my business? ”

Wen Yuan was stunned by one sentence, and he could only look at his cynical little son, and pick a soft one: "Who allowed you to enter the Shensi Hall!" ”

Wen Qi touched his buttocks in pain and got up, and when he heard this, a pinch of hair on the top of his hair stood up.

What does it mean that he is allowed to enter the Hall of Reflections?

In a hellish place like Shensitang, of course he was locked in!

If it weren't for the other party's strength being too strong, or his own son, Wen Qi really wanted to knock his brain open and release water to him.

Of course, just think about it.

"Father, didn't you get angry and let my eldest brother lock me up in the Shensi Hall and think about it behind closed doors......" Wen Qi said weakly.

Don't look at him like a little bully on weekdays, but in front of his father and six brothers, he is as obedient as a sheep, and he doesn't dare to gasp.

Wen Yuan: "......" his order?

Wen Yuan paused, and finally remembered that he heard something unusual in the East Courtyard three days ago, so he asked Wen Bin to lock Wen Qi in the Shensi Hall.

Later, he was so concerned about Xin Shao's injury that he forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, this stinky boy stayed here honestly for three days.

Poor Wen Qi thought that his father was still angry that he was having trouble with Xin Shao, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to squeak.

"Little nephew, since you've been in the Shensi Hall, and you're only separated from us by a wall, haven't you heard everything?" Mo Ting touched his white beard and glanced at Wen Yuan meaningfully.

Wen Yuan slowly clenched his hands into fists as if struggling, and then looked at Wen Qi with a slightly complicated and deep gaze.

"Xiao Qi, the bloodline of Xin Shao and Li Lu is a big matter, and it must not be leaked, it's not because my father doesn't believe you, but it's about the safety ......of the people in the world, and I can't be cautious for my father."

"For your father's order, you swear to heaven that you will coagulate your blood and rot what you see and hear in your belly forever, and never mention it again!"

Blood Oath!

Based on blood, the soul sacrifices the blood oath of heaven and earth!

Once established, there will be no regrets!

Once the oath is violated, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

Mo Ting was stunned for a moment: "Wen Lao'er, that's your own son, as for letting him make a blood oath?" If you don't feel at ease, wouldn't it be good to use cultivation to erase his memories today? ”

Memories can be transformed, but they are not irreversible.

Li Lu is the best example of this.

This matter is very important, Wen Yuan can't afford to gamble!

"Wen Qi!"

Wen Yuan shouted in a low voice, and with fifty percent of his internal force, Wen Qi's divine consciousness was violently painful.

Wen Qi had been hungry for three days, his mental power was extremely fragile, and he couldn't resist it at all, so he knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Father...... Kiss? He raised his eyes in disbelief and looked up at his father.

No matter how stubborn he is, he understands that this matter is not trivial, and he must not speak to outsiders, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

But why......

Why didn't the father believe him?

In his father's heart, is he so untrustworthy?