"You can't escape, this is the mission of the Wang family, and similarly, this is also your mission, because you are the real owner of it!"

Wang Zhen didn't look at Wang Xiao's sallow and indifferent face, the whole person twisted to the door and said softly.

"Today, I sent them to the Martial Arts Pavilion"

Wang Zhen's gaze still didn't turn back, but he could feel that Wang Xiao was holding the hand of the wine jar and trembling quietly.

"I instructed your eldest brother to let him take Tian'er and try that thing"

Wang Zhen continued.

Wang Xiao couldn't drink anymore, although there was still a lot of wine in the altar.

Bang Dang!

Wang Xiao put the wine jar heavily on the table in front of him, and stared at the old man in front of him fiercely with a pair of tiger eyes, his eyes were indescribably fierce.

His hands were clenched into fists, and above the fists, the green tendons were prominent, rolling like a cyan snake, so you can imagine how uncalm Wang Xiao's mood was at this moment.

"There is no escaping the mission"

Wang Zhen sighed heavily, looking at the son with messy hair in front of him, there was no blame in his eyes, only distress and worry.

"Do you know what the Martial Arts Pavilion has become like now?"

Wang Zhen continued: "It has become a desert, and it continues to deteriorate, all because of that thing, you can control that thing to leave, but you won't, right? ”

Wang Zhen looked at the son in front of him as if he knew very well.

"However, don't forget, even if we are the Wang family, how my Wang Zhen treats you, you are always the Wang family!"

Wang Zhen's voice was excited, as if he wanted to swallow out all the resentment in his heart.

Wang Xiao didn't speak, but his hand holding the wine jar trembled even more violently.

"Your son, who is also the Wang family, I saw the previous you from him now, I think, you should have also discovered that he has no less talent and ability than you, I hope that he can help our Wang family get out of the current predicament, do you understand?"

Syllable!

Finally, the wine jar in Wang Xiao's hand became shattered because he couldn't withstand the huge strength of a martial artist, and the gurgling wine went down, and Wang Xiao's big hand slowly flowed down the fragments of the wine jar.

"Today, I am not coming to you as a father, but as the patriarch of a down-and-out family! I hope you can consider it! ”

Wang Zhen stopped talking, he knew that he should have said enough, as long as the son in front of him still had a little sense of family glory, then his goal had been achieved.

Wang Zhen stood up and left, and before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Wang Xiao, who was sitting on the ground, with some heartache and worry in his eyes.

"Xiao'er, forgive my father!"

Wang Zhen had already left, but his words were still echoing in this small room.

I don't know when, Ling Fu was already lying at the door of the kitchen, looking at the tall figure sitting in the living room, tears couldn't stop coming out of her eyes again!

……

Wang Tian approached the Futu Monument step by step, and nothing unusual happened, but the vigilance in his heart did not decrease at all.

He walked very slowly and lightly.

The Futu Monument in front of him seemed to have suddenly lost interest in bouncing Wang Tian away again, so that when Wang Tian walked to the Futu Monument, the Futu Monument was still dark, simple, and gorgeous.

"Heaven, put your hand on it, use your heart, to communicate with it"

Wang Lie forced his voice into a line, and his voice sounded in Wang Tian's mind.

"Yes"

Wang Tian nodded, he tried to make his heart return to the previous peaceful state, and then, he slowly raised his right hand again and pasted it.

Wow!

The back of Wang Tian's right hand flicked away mercilessly.

"Lost ...... Defeated? ”

Wang Tian was stunned for a while, but Wang Lie's face was already like ashes, and even the black and white elders on the side couldn't stop shaking their heads and sighing.

"Humph!"

Wang Tian snorted coldly, the whole person ignored the surroundings, and covered his hand again.

Wow!

Bounced off again.

"Has the bloodline of the Wang family been diluted to such an extent?"

Hei Lao couldn't help but sigh, his voice was not loud, but it clearly reached Wang Tian's ears.

Wang Tianyi gritted his teeth, put his left hand on his right hand, and with a random stroke, a scar appeared, and at the same time, there was bubbling blood.

"Oh my God!"

Wang Lie couldn't help but exclaim, without the approval of the Futu Monument, he easily infected the Futu Monument with blood and water, this is a big taboo, a little lighter, a god, a heavier, but it will affect the entire Wang family.

Wang Lie's face instantly turned pale.

Syllable!

Crisp and clean.

Wang Tian fiercely lined up his palm on the Futu Monument, and this time, his hand was not bounced off.

The bubbling blood slowly flowed out from Wang Tian's right palm, although it was very slow, but little by little, it was soaking in the red of the monument of the floating slaughter several feet high.

Wow!

The unpretentious Futu Monument suddenly became dazzling, and the mysterious black light flickered, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life, the Monument of Death, those who have a heart, the loss of an unintentional!"

An old voice suddenly sounded, shaking Wang Tian's mind, like the sound of a bell, dissipating for a long time, and Wang Tian's mind was shaken in an instant.

And at the same time that Wang Tian touched the Futu Monument.

Wang Xiao, who had been sitting quietly at home, began to tremble violently.

"Wine, wine!"

Wang Xiao finally muttered, his palm casually, and a jar of wine had appeared in his hand.

Knock knock knock.

Wang Xiao was pouring himself desperately, and the wine flowed down Wang Xiao's cheeks.

I don't know when, Wang Xiao's eyes were also wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was the liquid of wine or tears that slid down.

"Why? Why, should I leave my unfulfilled mission to my son? Could it really be fate? Is it fate? ”

Wang Xiao couldn't help shouting in his heart, a jar of wine had been filled, Wang Xiao drank a few sips, but most of them were poured on his face, and then spilled on the ground.

"Futu Monument, the Monument of Life, the Monument of Death, those who have a heart, the loss of an unintentional!"

Wang Xiao's eyes seemed to be drunk, and he began to murmur something in his mouth, the voice was very small, Ling Fu couldn't hear it clearly, but she wouldn't go out to stop anything, just watched quietly.

Airplanes!

With Wang Xiao's low groan, on his forehead, a small black mark quietly raised, with a square shape and a strange black flash.

If so, Wang Tian is here at this moment, seeing this scene, hearing this scene, I am afraid that he will cry out in surprise.

Because, Futu!

That's right, whether it's what Wang Xiao reads in his mouth, or the black square circle mark that weirdly appears on his forehead, it is the same as what Wang Tian heard and saw, this is not Futu, what is it?