On the contrary, his tricks seem to be tempting.

That's right, it's temptation.

Xuanyuan Zhan's strength is one level higher than that of Emperor Juechen, even if Emperor Juechen has the blood of a dragon, but the gap in strength is here.

In particular, the higher the strength, the greater the gap in real combat effectiveness between the levels.

After a while, Emperor Juechen had the upper hand.

The sword aura is compelling.

The sword that reflected a little bit of cold light came straight towards Emperor Juechen.

Eventually, the sword slashed across Emperor Jechen's arm.

Hiss!

The cloth was streaked.

A cut was made in Emperor Juechen's arm.

Blood gushed out.

But it was also the kung fu of that moment, the sword, and immediately projected a white light.

Xuanyuan Zhan looked at the sword, his face full of joy.

He stood there excitedly. "It's you, it's really you!"

The sword of Fang Cai is the sword of the clan of the Burning Heaven Gate, which can detect bloodlines.

Xuanyuan Zhan was still cautious in the end, for fear that someone would deliberately come and disguise himself as the child back then, so he did this.

It was also at this time that Feng Chuge rushed forward and shook Emperor Juechen's hand. "Dust, your hands."

"It's fine." Emperor Juechen shook his head lightly.

The wound on his hand was still dripping with blood, Feng Chuge took out a bottle of medicine and sprinkled it on his wound, and it took a while to stop the bleeding.

Then, she raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Zhan. "Master Xuanyuan, now, are you sure that he is your biological son?"

"Yes, sure!" Xuanyuan Zhan nodded fiercely. "Your name is dust? Already at the eighth level of the gods? ”

Emperor Juechen's thin lips pursed and nodded slightly. "Not bad."

"Hahaha, yes, my son! My son and Tian'er! ”

Xuanyuan Zhan's excitement was beyond words.

Looking at him like this, Emperor Jiechen and Feng Chuge glanced at each other.

"Kid, you're welcome back." Xuanyuan Zhan continued, and took two steps forward to hug Emperor Jiechen.

The emperor avoided his body without a trace. "Back then, why didn't you want me?"

It was always a thorn in his heart.

Xuanyuan Zhan was stunned, he didn't expect Emperor Juechen to suddenly ask like this.

"I didn't want you."

"That's?"

"Your mother was taken away by the people over there, and I thought you were taken away too." Xuanyuan Zhan said, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes revealed endless guilt, it was he who was incompetent back then, and it was he who didn't protect their mother and son. Thinking of what had happened that day, he clenched his fists tightly in hatred. "At that time, they kept saying that they were going to kill you, and I wanted to stop it, but my strength was not enough, so I could only watch you and Tian'er being taken away."

Only at this moment, from his body, a monstrous resentment poured out.

Emperor Juechen's brows frowned slightly. "Over there, which side?"

"It's where your mother is." Xuanyuan Zhan sighed, and then said. "You have to believe that no parent is unwilling to have their own children, and the reason why they will let you leave must be because of my suffering."

Emperor Juechen's body shook slightly.

He looked up at Xuanyuan Zhan, only to see Xuanyuan Zhan looking at him, with endless guilt in his eyes.

With his fists clenched, Emperor Juechen stood in place, his thin lips moving slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Dust, how? I said it, come back, I won't regret it. Looking at the posture in front of him, Feng Chuge felt a little joy from the bottom of his heart.

Emperor Juechen didn't say much, just raised his lips lightly.