As soon as he heard this voice, Fang Jianling's heart trembled fiercely, all the previous speculations were confirmed at this moment, why were the disciples of the Shanghuan Sect always different people when they came to give gifts, why did they have to let their whole family go out to see each other this time......

Fang Jianling thought of the young son who had not been seen since he was born in Shanghuan Sect, and his heart twitched. Linghua, Linghua......

Do you know all this?

But he still forced himself to steady. Fang Jianling even smiled and turned to look at the high-ranking Shanghuan Sect disciple with a gentle face.

"Why are the immortals here? I just found Changsheng, a naughty ghost, and I was about to take her to find you, but it was ours who made the immortals wait for so long......"

However, all of Fang Jianling's clever words came to naught when the immortal waved his hand casually and dropped his bloodstained body.

"Autumn Canal! Father! ”

Fang Jianling rushed over with trembling hands, looking at Yu Qiuqu and Master Yu who were dying, his lips even trembled and he couldn't speak. But it was only a short breath, and his wife and father-in-law were already sunken in their chests, and blood was constantly gushing out from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

He put his trembling hand under Yu Qiuqu's nose, until he sensed a slight breath like a breeze, and saw Ling breathing as if he had just woken up from a dream. He was already frail, and his face was even more pale under the joy and sorrow at this moment, and he looked even more pitiful than Yu Qiuqu and Master Yu.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A series of choking coughs sounded, Master Yu's body had always been the best among the three, and at this time, he woke up from a coma and protected his daughter and son-in-law in horror, looking at the Shanghuan Sect disciple who had just shot out and seriously injured them without warning.

Although Master Yu is not a monk, he is not a fool, just now these Shanghuan Sect disciples hurt their strength is a fatal hand, at this time there will definitely be no doubt that the other party is joking with them.

But why is that? Could it be that something happened to Linghua?!

"Something happened to Linghua?"

"Huh."

What appeared on the face of the disciple who was the leader of the Shanghuan Sect was the ultimate mockery, and he looked at the family of four condescendingly. Such a group of lowly mortals, is it actually the family of Linghua's uncle? They will only be stains! Dirty stains on the pure white and flawless uncle ancestor! But fortunately, such stains are not indelible.

He smiled, then beckoned a young man with a gloomy face.

"Gu Yuan, it's your turn."

The monk named Gu Yuan looked at the frightened family below, especially the little girl who was staring at him with a pair of innocent eyes, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but drift away.

The disciples of the Shanghuan Sect led by him sneered at this moment.

"It's all here, why are you pretending to be innocent? Could it be that I couldn't smash those two punches just now? Hurry up, you don't want your sister to go astray at a young age, do you? ”

Shameless!

Gu Yuan wanted to use his spirit sword to poke a few holes in this person, but when he thought of his innocent sister, he could only forcibly hold back.

"Aren't you afraid of damnation if you do this?"

"Whew! Are you a fool? Immortal cultivators, isn't it just fighting for their lives with the sky? We are about to be damned, so what are we afraid of? Don't cultivate immortals if you're afraid of death! Alright, don't talk nonsense and do it! ”

Fang Jianling listened to this small dispute at this time, and constantly sought a way to save himself in his heart, but his mind was full of thoughts, but he was desperate to find that as mortals, they had no way to save themselves in this situation! He could only try his best to hug his wife, daughter, and father, and despair flashed in his eyes.

Because of the support of two men who love her the most, Yu Qiuqu has always been ignorant of the world, but at this time, she suddenly cleared the fog in front of her and understood something.

"See Ling, yes, is it because of that child?"

Before he could say this, Yu Qiuqu felt that he was trembling uncontrollably with severe pain. How is that possible? That's her child! As soon as she thought of that terrible reason, Yu Qiuqu wished that she had never been so smart, she would rather die in a daze than want to know this cruel truth.

Dust Cutting Edge ......

Cut off the world's dust, get rid of all cause and effect, get a free body, and cultivate the supreme way.

When she saw her husband's dodgy eyes, Yu Qiuqu almost collapsed. But in a blink of an eye, she saw the ignorant immortality, and her heart was even more sour. She is not afraid of dying because of her loved ones. But what she is afraid of is that it is her relatives who want them to die.

Even if she was not an immortal cultivator, she knew that Shanghuan Sect had become the largest sect in the Shengyuan Great World because of Linghua, and even those hostile demon cultivators and others did not dare to go against Shanghuan Sect, who had the son of atmospheric luck. So the current situation ......

"Thorn, sting."

The monk named Gu Yuan dragged his long sword on the ground in his hand, and it seemed that he couldn't bear it or for other reasons, and his pace was not fast.

Yu Qiuqu didn't dare to think about it anymore, she covered Changsheng's ignorant eyes with her trembling hands, and her heart was like catkins in the wind, swaying with no place to return. If only they died, it would be fine, but what about immortality? She is only so young in Changsheng, she doesn't know anything at all!

"Qiuqu see Ling, listen to me."

Master Yu slowly squatted up at this time, all these years of pampering seemed to disappear in an instant, he was like an old beast, even if he knew that the mantis arm was blocking the car, he had to fight to the death for his child! No one is not afraid of death, but there is always something more important than death!

Master Yu pushed the children hard, and he threw himself out without hesitation, his arms opened, his eyes widened, like an aging lion, and he let out a roar!

"Run!"

Run! Run to the door! Just run out! It's possible to be alive! Run!

When Master Yu's head hit the ground with a thud, there was only one thought in his mind, to block these people and give his children time to escape!

However, how can mortals compare to immortal cultivators? That Gu Yuan was just a swing of the long sword, and before he touched him, Master Yu's head had already landed! And at this time, Yu Qiuqu Fang Jianling didn't even have time to get up!

"Daddy—"

A handful of hot blood was thrown down, and some of it even fell on the corner of Yu Qiuqu's skirt, dyeing her eyes blood-red! She had never seen her mother in her life, and over the years, Master Yu had worked hard to raise her and grow up, finding a good husband for her, and taking care of her all the way up. But such a good father died so miserably in front of her eyes!

Yu Qiuqu couldn't care about anything, she rushed over and hugged her father's bloody head in anger, and her hot tears smashed on the ground, forming a series of tiny pits.

"Daddy! Daddy—"

No matter how Yu Qiuqu shouted, even if his throat vomited blood, Master Yu couldn't hear it.

"A hundred years old and ninety-nine years old. You, you just live to be one hundred and one, and you are also my most precious girl. No, I'll have to try to live a few more years, and I'd rather go behind you than let you cry sadly. The taste of tears is not pleasant. I almost cried blind the day your mother left, and I decided at that time that I would never let you cry in this life......"

Dad, you've broken your promise.