The disciples of the Changqing Palace guarded around them in unison, following Yue Qing's instructions, chanting in unison, "Those who retreat will not be killed!" ”

"Retreat, don't kill!"

All the voices came together and it was very awe-inspiring. The snow on the ground was already red with blood, and the scene was terrifying with corpses strewn all over the place. The heads of the sects looked at Yue Qing's firm eyes that refused to back down, and couldn't help gritting their teeth, "Yue Qing, you are the enemy of the entire Jianghu martial arts!" ”

"It's because we misjudged you, from now on, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, never die!"

"Let's go!"

If he continues to fight, it will only be the consequence of losing both, he has a great cause in the Qing Palace, but they are different. This time, the foundation has been shaken, although he has a secret hatred in his heart, he can't really fight with him.

If the Luo Sect takes the opportunity to appear, all of them, fearing their lives, will have to be confessed here.

Soon, as when they came, everyone retreated, except for the people from the Changqing Palace.

Yue Fusang held down the blood gushing out of his abdomen, his eyelashes drooped, and whispered to Yue Qing: "I'm sorry, father, I disappointed you." ”

His father had very high expectations for him, and hoped that he would inherit the Changqing Palace and continue to carry forward the Changqing Palace in the future. It's a pity that he is destined and can only disappoint him.

His heart fluctuated violently, Yue Qing pursed his lips, and many times he wanted to slap him and wake him up. However, when he saw the hideous wound on his face, and the appearance of being covered in blood, his hands trembled, and he could no longer do it.

He naturally knows what it's like to love someone. At the beginning, he was also desperate for Yue Fusang's mother. He originally thought that Yue Fusang's cold temperament, in this life, would not be able to experience the vigorous and crazy feelings he had when he was young.

Unexpectedly, he gave him a huge start. Not only did he fall in love, but he also fell in love with a notorious enchantress in the rivers and lakes, Inmanshu-

He sighed heavily, and waved his hand helplessly, "That's it, who told me to have only one son, if I really let you go, I won't have the face to see your mother when I go underground in the future!" ”

"But," he suddenly raised his head, "I am your father, and I won't blame you, but for those disciples who have always trusted you and admired you, you have always, you owe them an explanation!" ”

The more Fusang heard the clearer the words, the corners of his blood-stained lips gradually bloomed into a faint smile. As if inky eyes were smeared with ink, he regained their luster color, and said softly, "Thank you, father." ”

Yue Qing waved his hand uncomfortably and turned his head away from him. The moment no one noticed, the corners of his lips quickly hooked up an imperceptible smile. The son has always had a cold personality, as a man, he doesn't know how to get along with the child, the first time I heard him thank him, it was also the first time, which made him feel that his son was also dependent on him.

What Yue Qing said, Yue Fusang naturally understood that in the end, he looked at the countless pairs of eyes that looked at him without blinking, and those eyes were full of trust. The unprovoked made his mood sink, and a trace of guilt rose in his eyes.

The sword fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Yue Fusang pushed away Yue Qing, who was supporting him, slowly lifted his eyes, lifted his robe with one hand, and knelt down firmly facing the disciples.

Seeing this scene, Yue Qing's eyes flashed, but he didn't stop it.

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