Although he is a child, there is a bit of irreversible coercion between his words, but he has the demeanor of Xu Ning when he was a child, and the wooden sword in his hand is also awe-inspiring.

Wu Zihao was slightly stunned, not because of the incongruity between the child's age and the outstretched hand, but because of his salutation, and at the same time quietly took half a step back, which could be regarded as keeping a distance from Xu Ning.

"Mother, who is this man?"

The child frowned and asked, his eyes fixed on Wu Zihao.

Xu Ning hurriedly spoke: "This is a friend from my mother's hometown, Mingya, you can't be too rude!"

"Is it the country in the East?" Akiya looked at Wu Zihao with some surprise, as if he wanted to find something different from himself from him.

Xu Ning picked up Mingya, his eyes were full of kindness and pity, and then he looked at Wu Zihao and said: "He is my child, his name is Yanagi Mingya, because he has always lived here, so he married a Japanese name!"

"Well, a very smart child, very similar to when I was a child!"

Wu Zihao had an indescribable feeling in his heart, but with his cultivation, he didn't show his face, and he couldn't affect his mood, he reached out and pinched Mingya's immature cheek, and said softly: "What about his father? Isn't he at home? It's very dangerous outside just now, I'll let people go to see if he's safe!"

"Zihao!"

Xu Ning's voice trembled a little, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop rolling out, but he couldn't say a word in the trembling red lips, and various emotions such as guilt, uneasiness, and panic came to his heart.

In Wu Zihao's stunned eyes, Xu Ning suddenly knelt down holding Mingya, regardless of how the uneven stone knocked people, and burst into tears: "Zihao, I beg you, don't kill him, just let him go, I've been feeling very guilty for so many years, if it weren't for it, Yongcheng wouldn't hurt you, let alone implicate Kuang Yongquan, everything is my fault, I'll beg you to let him go, I really don't want Mingya to have no father in the future, even if I beg you to have mercy on me, okay?"

Wu Zihao's body trembled, he couldn't believe his ears, how he didn't expect Xu Ning's husband to be Luo Yongcheng, in his opinion, it was more likely that Luo Yongcheng had played with Xu Ning enough and abandoned him, and Xu Ning was also forced to survive and joined the Liu Sheng family.

Thousands of thoughts poured into his mind, making Wu Zihao feel a little sluggish that was difficult to think, and his eyes fell on the face of the child with a puzzled face in Xu Ning's arms, and sure enough, a trace of Luo Yongcheng's outline could be vaguely seen.

One fell to his knees and wept, and the other stood silent!

"Zihao, just let Luo Yongcheng go!"

Qi Luo's voice sounded, Wu Zihao didn't come back for a long time, but she wasn't worried, the most likely thing was that the two of them were just dry firewood, after Wu Zihao had the chrysanthemum girl and Charmilles, she had already seen this, not to mention that in the demon clan, three wives and four concubines are a very common thing, which one with a little status is not a harem countless.

But after nearly an hour in the past, even Luo Yongcheng, who was kneeling and sitting, looked a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but instigate two sentences, as if he wanted to make Qiluo lose his mind, because in Luo Yongcheng's eyes, everything Wu Zihao was given by Qiluo.

Qiluo was also a little surprised in her heart, so she came to the backyard, but she didn't expect to see such a scene, and she suddenly realized with her Hui Lanxin, so she opened her mouth to persuade Wu Zihao.

walked to Xu Ning's side, helped him up, couldn't help pinching Mingya's little face, and said softly: "It's going to be fine, your father will be back in a while!"

Xu Ning's eyes were already red, and it was a little unnatural after seeing Qiluo, after a few years of farewell, I didn't expect that meeting again would be such a scene, and it was desolate that things were not people.

Qi Luo walked to Wu Zihao's side, held his generous palm, and said softly: "Life and death are determined, even if you kill Luo Yongcheng now, Kuang Yongquan can't be resurrected, it's better to let him live for the rest of his life, take care of Xu Ning's mother and son, and when he understands one day, he will repent for what happened back then!"

Alas!

A sigh, but it contains endless sorrow, two lines of tears flowed, Wu Zihao has never been as good as today, killing Luo Yongcheng will definitely make Xu Ning grief-stricken, and she will fall into the pain of losing her husband for the rest of her life, and her son Mingya will also lose his father and live in the world of hatred, if he doesn't kill Luo Yongcheng, he is ashamed of Kuang Yongquan, and his oath to himself is difficult to realize, and how to face his own heart.

However, although Wu Zihao did not speak, he had already indicated his choice, otherwise he would not be sad, and there was a bit of pain in his heart that was difficult to complete, so he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Qi Luo's face was stunned, Wu Zihao's heart tortured her left and right, this kind of thing is not difficult for the parties to understand, but she didn't bother Wu Zihao, but helped Xu Ning, who was already a little injured, to walk back to the small attic.

The bright moon was in the sky, standing on the top of the mountain, Wu Zihao's heart was sad, it was too sad to choose to let go of Luo Yongcheng, and he couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart, which had nothing to do with strength, thinking of all the things that day, all because of him, but it ended in this way, it was too tormenting.

Life and death are determined, how can this day determine the life and death of people, I don't know if Kuang Yongquan has entered reincarnation, but unfortunately this avenue has no trace, how can we know the past and future, what people can control is only the present moment.

Thinking of this, the sealed wheel of life and death appeared in front of him, although it was sealed, it was still slowly rotating, and every time it turned, it seemed that something indistinct flowed into it from the void world.

Wu Zihao stared at the slowly rotating wheel of life and death, and a trace of divine soul was withdrawn and merged into the wheel of life and death, but it dissipated directly after a turn, cutting off the connection with the body.

A rotation of this wheel of life and death is a reincarnation, a reincarnation will cut off any connection, the soul integrated into the wheel of life and death has become a part of the wheel of life and death, and has nothing to do with the deity, if you can suck the soul of the great monk into it, then with a rotation, I am afraid that it is very likely to directly erase the other party's divine consciousness, become a part of the wheel of life and death, and no longer have any memory.

In order to try his own ideas, Wu Zihao directly divided one-third of his divine soul into this wheel of life and death this time, and he could obviously feel an irreversible force from the wheel of life and death.

This time, the rotation of the wheel of life and death was quite difficult, as slow as an unoiled gear, and the speed of rotation slowed down a lot, but under this turn, it was a lot of wear out of Wu Zihao's divine soul, as if there was a palm in the void, forcibly splitting the divine soul, erasing the divine consciousness in it, and integrating it into the wheel of life and death.

One turn, just a few breaths of time, but it gave Wu Zihao a feeling of living like a year, and after a turn, his soul has dissipated a lot, and the moment he wanted to come out of the wheel of life and death in the struggle, it caused a violent vibration, and countless Sanskrit sounds sounded from the wheel of life and death, forming a curtain of light, blocking his soul in it, and it was difficult to get out.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Wu Zihao's face turned pale, and such a large divine soul dissipated also made him injured a lot, but what he got back was quite worthwhile.

"The wheel of life and death, such a strong Dao thought, even if no one controls it, it has the ability to devour the divine soul, even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, you can use this wheel of life and death to restore the divine soul and achieve the possibility of immortality, how terrible it should be for someone who can practice such a Dao thought!"

Thinking of the Holy Venerable who was kneeling cross-legged on the mountain peak and lined with countless temples behind him, Wu Zihao felt a palpitation, if this person appeared in this world, it was estimated that he could be pinched to death with a random finger.

After half a day's rest, he finally recovered the wounds on his soul, that is, the physical body of this doppelganger is quite powerful, otherwise it would not be an injury that can be recovered in a day and a half.

At this moment, the night has dissipated, the sun in the east has not yet appeared, and the entire world has sunk into the tranquility of this moment, but Wu Zihao is excited, because this time he wants to completely erase the will in the wheel of life and death, and turn this wheel of life and death into his thing, even if he already has the Dao thoughts of the Tao of all beings, but this wheel of life and death is quite powerful, including the thoughts of life and death, and it is of great benefit to his cultivation if he has a good understanding.

When he was distracted and refining the wheel of life and death, the deity also returned to the headquarters of the Yanagi family, and after a period of calmness, he also decided to face everything calmly, and these things could not be avoided.

At this moment, the huge family of the Yanagi family has begun to get busy, and the aftermath of the Yanagi Half Moon Collection still needs to be handled, as well as the ceremony for the new family to take over, these are all etiquette that cannot be abolished.

Under the leadership of the guards of the Yanagi family, Wu Zihao returned to the attic courtyard where the chrysanthemum girl temporarily lived, and the others were also arranged to live separately, but it was also quiet.

"You're back, you asked me to take over as the head of the family, but you ran away, I've been busy all night, have you decided, that Yanagi Muya?"

Chrysanthemum girls rarely sprinkled coquettishly, in this slightly warm room, they couldn't help but climb up Wu Zihao's arm, the plump upper circumference was close to Wu Zihao's arm, the eyes were flowing, quite a bit charming, even Wu Zihao was a little moved.

"Yagyu Kiya?"

Wu Zihao closed his eyes and said softly: "Just let him live here, anyway, he can't afford to turn over anything, by the way, let the people below take care of Xu Ning's mother and son, her attic is too dilapidated, the trees have not been pruned for a long time, and the yin qi is too heavy, which is not suitable for women and children!"

"I know it, master!"

There was a hint of temptation in the chrysanthemum's voice, and the placket of her clothes was already open in the rubbing, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, and she said softly: "You didn't have a good rest last night, why don't you sleep here for a while, let me serve you!"

Wu Zihao rubbed his swollen head, nodded, fell down, and lay on the lap of the chrysanthemum girl, enjoying the pinching of her soft fingers on his body, and then spoke: "You are now the head of the Yanagi family, but you can do a lot of things, at least there will be no objection here, absorb more awakened people into cultivation, it is a team that cannot be underestimated, and it will be of great help to us in the future!"

The chrysanthemum girl whispered: "Understood, then I will select some talented disciples and equip them with the refined thunder armor, which will definitely be much stronger than ordinary awakened people!"

"Well, this attention is good, but the number of thunder armor is too small, at the moment it is kept at about a hundred, these can only barely deal with the king beast, if you want to compete with the emperor beast, I'm afraid it is not enough, the material of the refining weapon is too poor, ordinary steel is mortal iron after all, and it is also vulnerable under the attack of magic, if there is a chance, it will take some effort to find the material of the refining weapon, if you can refine the spirit weapon-level mecha, it will be a leap, even if it is a first-level sect, it may not be able to compete with us!"

Wu Zihao's voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally fell asleep, and he had to control too many things, which already made him a little haggard, and because of Luo Yongcheng's matter, he rarely felt tired, and under the soft palms of the chrysanthemum girl, he relaxed his spirit and fell into a deep sleep.