"Ancestor!"

Cheng Feng and Princess Lianxing knelt down at the same time, and they were even more heartbroken when they saw the ancestor's appearance that had suffered from vicissitudes.

The Sword Martial Saint had already said before, he cut off the ancestor's limbs and stuffed them into a water tank.

But when the ancestors did appear in front of them, they ......

"Quack, do you want to thank Lao Tzu? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's help, you wouldn't have found him. ”

"Meow ......"

Hotaru screamed, and went straight to her familiar place, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

"You madman, you really turned your ancestors into what they are, are you still human?"

"Hehe......"

The Sword Martial Saint stood up again, at this time he no longer had any cultivation, and he was not even afraid of death, what else would he be afraid of?

"He's sorry for me, what's wrong with me?"

"Originally, it was he who wanted to abolish my cultivation! I just started first!"

The founding ancestor of the Dongliu Kingdom was also a martial saint cultivator, but he couldn't progress all his life, and in the end, his cultivation was even more degraded in old age, and he was finally plotted by the sword martial saint.

Cheng Tian opened his cloudy eyes, and tears fell one by one.

Now he is more painful than dead, unable to move, and can only stay in this water tank for the rest of his life.

Originally, Cheng Tian could enjoy his old age in peace, but in the end, because of his descendants, he became in this tragic situation.

"I've never had the idea of abolishing your cultivation......"

Cheng Tian's voice was extremely hoarse, "Even now, there is no ......"

"Don't be cowardly here, become a king and lose a villain, I lose, kill me!"

The sword martial saint clenched his hands, proud and straight, and would rather die than give in.

"Isn't it easy for you to die?" Mo Fan sneered, and when he came here, he asked Black Crow and Youying to go to Tianwen Academy to see if Cheng Tian was inside.

After all, Lian Xing told him before that the previous dean of Tianwen Academy was Cheng Tian, and he only became a sword martial saint when he disappeared.

The black crow has no other skills, and it recognizes the second in the ability to find things, and no one dares to admit the first.

"However, before you die, it is best to listen to the words of your ancestors!"

Cheng Tian smiled bitterly, and finally kept shaking his head, "Child, I won't hate you for everything you have done to me, because I am to blame for all this." ”

"When he was put on the throne, it wasn't because you weren't suitable, but because your talent for martial arts was too high. ”

"If you ascend the throne and become His Majesty the Dongliu Kingdom, who will protect the Dongliu Kingdom? At that time, all the trivial matters will be added to you, will you still have enough time to cultivate?"

"I ......"

With a look of surprise, the Sword Martial Saint was immediately stunned.

Although Cheng Tian has been trapped in this water tank for many years, he has been forcibly infused with spiritual power by the Sword Martial Saint, and he has always been able to survive.

"Do you know how sad your father and I were when we made this decision?"

"Because I have no one in the country!"

"Therefore, we must give up a generation of virtuous kings and choose to let your younger brother succeed to the throne!"

"Your younger brother is not as talented as you in governing the country. But with your help, the Dongliu Kingdom can still develop smoothly, right?"

Mo Fan also sighed, Cheng Tian was not wrong, these considerations were normal.

"Have you ever thought about my feelings? According to your reasoning, is it a mistake to say that strength is strong and talent is transcendent?"

This is the first time in decades that the Sword Martial Saint has roared at someone.

Over the years, he has done all kinds of bad things, planned and planned, and there are too many backlogs......

"We were wrong......"

Cheng Tian smiled and shook his head, "If the son doesn't teach, the father is at fault." At the beginning, we only thought about the great cause of the country, but we didn't think about your feelings. ”

"What qualifications do we have to be ancestors, to be ancestors?"

"Ancestor!"

Cheng Feng immediately roared angrily and hurriedly said, "All these ancestors have not done anything wrong. Brother Wang, I have said since I ascended the throne that if you want the throne, I can abdicate at any time. ”

"I know I'm not as good as you, but now you're going too far!"

"For the sake of this throne, do you really feel satisfied with the current situation of brothers killing each other and killing each other?"

The Sword Martial Saint was completely stunned, and his eyes recalled the scene of the two brothers traveling to the great rivers and mountains of the Dongliu Country a long time ago.

At that time, Cheng Feng had just ascended the throne, and they were adventuring in a mountain and river.

"Brother Wang, in fact, I am really not suitable to be an emperor. My talent and strength are not as good as yours, and you should be right. ”

"Hehe......"

"I'm not joking, if I do anything wrong in the future, or if you want to regain the throne, I can abdicate immediately!"

......

Scenes from the past appeared in front of him, and the Sword Martial Saint immediately knelt down weakly, his eyes full of tears at this time.

"I ...... Wrong!"

"Haha, I've been planning all my life, but I didn't expect the throne to be right in front of me!"

Cheng Tian saw him become like this, tears kept falling, and he said in a low voice: "Badao, your talent is very strong, as long as you continue to cultivate, sooner or later you will be able to become a martial god cultivator." ”

"It's just that you're too eager for quick success, is a throne really that important to you?"

The Sword Martial Saint was half-kneeling on the ground, tears mixed with blood and water falling continuously......

"Today, Dongliu Country has lost so many manpower, in the final analysis, there is actually my reason. ”

Cheng Tian breathed a long sigh of relief, revealing a miserable smile, and then saw a large mouthful of blood spurting out directly, "If you make a mistake, you have to admit punishment!"

"Ancestral !!"

Lian Xing and Cheng Feng knelt down at the same time, their eyes full of tears.

Cheng Tian used the last bit of spiritual power in his body to forcibly shatter his heart, and he could no longer survive in the world......

"My greatest wish is to see you two reconciled, and now I have fulfilled it. ”

"The overlord is just getting into a dead end, don't embarrass him......"

After saying this, this peerless figure who had once dominated the continent could no longer move and completely lost his breath.

"Ancestral ......"

The Sword Martial Saint looked at his hands blankly, his face full of remorse.

"Hehe, I'm ...... What the hell am I doing?!!"

He never thought that the ancestor would speak for him when he was dying.

"Ancestors, if you don't know that your descendants are wrong, it's me who is sorry for you and sorry for Dongliu Country!"

Cheng Feng clasped his hands tightly, his eyes were red, "Brother Wang, it's wrong now, don't you think it's too late?"

"Although you have paid a lot for the Dongliu Country, but today you committed a heinous crime, I ......"

But when it was time to really make a decision, Cheng Feng could no longer say the word 'kill'.

"The ancestor begged for mercy for you, and I will not go against his will, you go, leave the Dongliu Country, there will be no more sword martial saints in the Dongliu Country in the future!"