Wu Zun walked up to the corpse like a lost soul and stretched out a hand, although he tried his best to restrain himself, but the whole arm was trembling slightly, which showed what kind of turbulence he had in his heart.

Finally, the hand rested on the white cloth, slowly. Slowly, little by little, he really hoped that the people inside were not his children, and he was even more afraid that once it was revealed, even the last hope would be shattered. But, no matter what, it has to be revealed.

The white cloth was lifted little by little, and finally, the young face was revealed, the corners of the mouth still had the blood remaining, the corners of the mouth always had an evil smile and never disappeared again, the eyes were tightly closed, and they would never be opened again.

When Wu Zun saw that familiar face, the whole world suddenly darkened, as if the sky had fallen, that kind of pain, heartbreaking, his favorite child, now lying in front of him, no longer silent, the pain of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person, made Wu Zun's heart ache.

The face that was not angry and self-righteous was also covered with vicissitudes in an instant, as if it had aged for dozens of years in an instant, and his eyes began to become cloudy, and the pain of losing his son made him feel painful.

However, he still tried his best to control his emotions, not to let himself get out of control, and he had been in a high position for a long time, and he had already practiced joy and anger. "Pass my instructions, thoroughly investigate the murderer, once there is news about it, it must be transmitted, and the slightest news must also be reported, but whoever harbors it, beheaded, those who do not report it know, beheaded, and those who have anything to do with this matter, beheaded!" The murderous intent in Wu Zun's eyes was strong, and every word made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Wu Zun looked at his son's face, although he tried his best to hide it, but he still couldn't hide it, and the tears finally broke through and fell on Wu Hao's face, drop after drop, such a person shed such heartache tears, which made everyone feel sad and resentful.

A young man who looked to be about twenty years old, holding a magic sword, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, suddenly stepped out, and drank to the generals around him: "Everyone will join me to thoroughly investigate this matter, there is no news, I will never return home, I will definitely break this person's body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Ten thousand broken corpses, ten thousand broken corpses!" everyone present shouted in unison, obviously, Feng Jian's actions had angered everyone here.

However, although everyone here was indignant and yelling to avenge Wu Hao, Wu Zun was disheartened, and only his son's face with closed eyes and bloodstained body was in sight, and he picked up Wu Hao's body, looking very tired.

The moment he picked it up, he saw the scars on Wu Hao's whole body, the most deadly hole in his chest, and his heart was shattered, not only that, but even his body was covered with dense wounds, large and small, everywhere.

didn't look at the wounds on the child's body, Wu Zun felt that his heart was being tightened, his fists were clenched tightly, his eyes began to be bloodshot, the one who killed my son, I will definitely make you worse than dead, and you don't want to live!

Wu Zun walked straight towards a house, hugged his son, and left behind his back, which made people feel a little rickety and lonely!

The young man looked at all this, his hand holding the sword was even harder, the murderous aura in his eyes was no less than that of everyone, and his status was by no means low!

Turning his head, he thought about walking outside the mansion, and at the same time shouted coldly: "Let's go!" "Yes!" everyone shouted in a grand manner, and then followed the young man out of the mansion.

The young man's name is Wu Lang, and he is an outcast picked up by Wu Zun when he was outside, but Wu Zun and Wu Hao have never treated him as an outsider, although Wu Hao is usually uninhibited, but he is very righteous, and Wu Lang is really the same as his brother, and suddenly, his younger brother is lying in front of his eyes.

The hatred in Wu Lang's heart was monstrous, especially when he saw Wu Zun's expression and back, Wu Langjue was about to lose control of his killing intent.

Wu Lang has always been a rather introverted and very Sven person, and at the same time, he is also a person with extremely demonic talents, now he is seventeen years old, but he is already the strength of the fifth order, this kind of talent, even if he is the heir of the sect, it is not too much.

Moreover, Wu Lang is usually very hardworking, he thinks that if he is useless, he is not worthy of Wu Zun treating himself like this, so he has been cultivating hard, and then doing everything for Wu Zun unconditionally.

Therefore, Wu Zun also loves this child from the bottom of his heart, after all, he has been picked up since he was a child, and feelings are originally accumulated over time.

It was precisely because of everyone's concern for Wu Lang that Wu Lang was even more resentful at this time.

He walked alone on the street where they were fighting, exuding a strong murderous aura, quietly looking at the destroyed field around him, and feeling the fierceness of the battle at that time.

Suddenly, a young man in a strong suit and strong strength appeared in front of Wu Lang, knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists, and respectfully reported: "Young Master Qiyu, my subordinates have found out that there were people who had seen people fighting with Young Master Wu Hao at that time, a total of three, two men and one woman, not very old, about fourteen years old, one of them had particularly obvious physical characteristics, and his pupils were pale red. ”

"Do you know their approximate location now?" Wu Lang didn't even look at the person in front of him, and asked directly.

"After many investigations, the three of them originally lived in a tavern in the western part of the imperial capital, but they have not returned since the battle, and then some people said that they saw two teenagers and a young girl going outside the imperial capital!" The young man did not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction with Wu Lang's attitude, and he also knew that Wu Lang was definitely not like this in the past.

"Do you know the general direction, take me there!" Wu Lang finally learned the news of the person who killed his brother, and his heart couldn't help but be a little bloody, but he was indeed burned with anger.

"Yes, the subordinates will lead the way!" the words fell, got up directly, and rushed in one direction with Wu Hao

"Master Qianlian, may I ask if our magic sword has been cast?" Zhao Shen and Feng Xiao finally came to the place where Qianlian stayed after half a day's journey. As soon as they met, they asked straight to the point. "Didn't you say that it would be three days later, now this magic sword has just taken shape, and there is still the last and most important step, refining it, I'm afraid it will take about half a day to complete this step!" Although Qian Lian didn't know why Zhao Shen and the others came to pick up the sword now, he still told the situation truthfully. "We've encountered some trouble, I'm afraid we can't stay for long, I hope that after your magic sword is cast, you will notify me immediately, my brother is still seriously injured, and he hasn't even spent the moment of crisis!" Zhao Shen knew that the magic sword would take about half a day, and there was a clear hint of disappointment and anxiety in his eyes.

Hearing Zhao Shen's words, Qian Lian noticed Feng Jian, who had been holding his head down and was supported by Zhao Shen, only to find that Feng Jian was not even conscious at all, and had fallen into a deep coma. "What's wrong with this little brother? His injuries are not light, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive without a pharmacist!" Just seeing Feng Jian's state at this time, Qian Lian already knew how heavy Feng Jian's injuries were, and the most important thing was that the cold hole in his chest directly penetrated Feng Jian's body, and he could even see things behind him from the front.

"We had a battle with some local gentlemen, and my brother suffered a big loss in the battle because he was seriously injured when he killed the Spotted Leopard before!" Zhao Shen said truthfully.

"Okay, you go to the house to rest first, I'll help you cast the magic sword as soon as possible, you get the magic sword and leave directly, there are many strong people in the wolf fang, and there are many even I don't dare to offend, so it's better for you to go!" Qian Lian could feel Zhao Shen's anxiety, and after finishing speaking, he went directly to the room where he forged the magic sword.

Seeing Qian Lian leaving, Zhao Shen and Feng Xiao both fell silent, obviously worried about Feng Jian's injury, and were not in the mood to speak, "Xin'er, it won't be long before you go there, are you really willing to leave me and go out to practice alone?" "Father, when did you come?" The girl named Xin'er heard the voice behind her and turned her head to look, only to find that her father was already standing behind her at some point. "I've just dealt with the things in the door, I'm coming to see you, after all, you're going to leave in a short time, why, don't you welcome me?" said the man with a playful face, obviously he loved his daughter very much. "Why, my father laughed at me again!" the girl said a little shyly, but continued to answer: "Father, I'm sorry, although I am also reluctant, but I really want to go out to practice, I have always been under your wing, I think I will never become a strong man, my sister died for me, I can not forget it until now!"

This girl looks only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and her small face still looks a little immature, but there is a touch of sadness that does not match her age. "The last time you were wronged, it was because your father was not good, he didn't protect your safety, and in the end, it was a maid who paid the price of her life to let you escape, but don't take these things to heart, after all, it's all in the past, I promise, this kind of thing will never be allowed to happen in the future!" "Father, in my eyes, she is not a maid, she is my sister!" Hearing her father's words, the girl named Xin'er raised her head sharply and looked directly into his eyes, her face full of seriousness, her eyes full of seriousness. Stared straight into his father's eyes. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to you! I said the wrong thing, don't be angry!" Hearing his daughter's words, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, for fear that his daughter would be angry.

However, at this moment, a young, hearty voice came from outside the door: "Xin'er, my brother has come to see you!" As the voice disappeared, the door was pushed open.

A young man of about eighteen years of age, very tall, very handsome, with long flowing hair, bright eyes, a shaved face without a single blemish, a purple shirt, and a badge scraped on his chest, on which was a vertical sword, simple and unremarkable, but exuding a faint majesty.

As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly found that there was already someone in the house, and then he suddenly knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Li Zixuan, I have seen the master of the door!"

The man hummed lightly and motioned for Li Zixuan to get up. Li Zixuan hurriedly got up, and said respectfully: "The disciple doesn't know the master of the sect again, if you are rude, please punish you!" "Those who don't know are not guilty, you came to see your sister?" At this time, he completely lost the appearance he had just now, as if he had become a superior person, exuding a faint coercion on his body, although he couldn't feel the fluctuation of the meaningful aura on his body at all, but this kind of aura and coercion, no one dared to be disrespectful. "Yes!" Li Zixuan replied respectfully. It can be seen that this young man named Li Zixuan is very in awe of the person in front of him, and he does not dare to be offended and unreasonable in the slightest. "Father, don't you be so strict with your brother, okay?, he is a genius in the eyes of everyone, and he is also your son, and now there are no outsiders here!" Li Xin looked at his brother's appearance and said with some complaints.

If it weren't for Li Xin, I'm afraid no one would know that the two were father and son, this kind of atmosphere didn't mean the feeling of relatives at all.

However, before her father could speak, Li Zixuan preemptively said: "Sister, don't be rude, no rules, no rules, no square, strict, is the best spur!" In his words, he exuded incomparable respect, and even from beginning to end, he never looked directly into the man's eyes.

"Xin'er, Xuan'er, I still have some things, let's talk about it!" The man didn't answer Li Xin's words directly, avoided the topic, and turned around and left directly.

Walking outside the door, a trace of anger and murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "In this world, someone dares to beat my daughter's idea, it is really bold, I also hope that you can have the strength to withstand my anger, no matter who you are, as long as you let me know, you will be destroyed!"

"Brother, when did you come back?Also, why are you and your father always so stiff, in my opinion, how can you feel like a father and son!" Li Xin asked so many questions at once, which made Li Zixuan a little dumbfounded.

"Why do you have so many questions, I just returned to the door after completing the task, and I heard the news that you were going to leave the door and participate in the trial of the Medicine Valley, are you stupid?" Li Zixuan treated Li Xin without the same rules as he treated his father, and directly changed into a person, gentle and spoiled