Zhang Jianting scolded on fire, but here, Sang Luo and his party fell silent.

Among them, Zhou Wenting was the most silent.

He calculated it, but he never thought that the cause and effect between these two people came like this.

At the turn of eight worships, the righteous knot Jin Lan, living and dying together.

Therefore, Zhang Jianting's body obviously has a strong vitality, but the reason why he is dead and can't wake up is because the two of them have made an appointment to live and die together!!

Sang Ming looked at Zhang Jianting, was silent for a moment, very sorry,

"At that time, I was too happy to kill, and I was happy for a while, but it affected you kid."

No wonder he has been wanting to die for the past two years, he thought it was because he didn't see his daughter and missed it too much.

Sang Luo looked at his father, and then at Zhang Jianting, and always felt that the atmosphere at this moment made people cry or laugh.

Zhang Jianting, a thing lacking in morality, has always had the ability to stir up the situation.

Song Qingyun stood on the edge of Sang Luo and didn't dare to speak, he felt that he was not very good at talking, and he might make mistakes if he said too much.

Sang Ming sighed and looked at Zhou Wenting,

"Boy, you can untie this causal line for me."

Sang Luo looked at Sang Ming, with a bitter face, and his voice was muffled,

"Daddy, aren't you really going to live again?"

Reincarnation, is it reliable or not?

Sang Ming waved his hand at Sang Luo, full of ease,

"Don't live, live enough, mortals don't live for more than 100 years, your father and I have lived for more than 200 years, when I was young, I was high-spirited, and I am also a famous Tianjiao on the Xiaotian list, I met your mother, made love on three sides, joined hands to punish demons, lived and died together for more than 100 years, knew each other, and left you such a bloodline, fought immortals, beheaded immortals, and there are no regrets in this life!"

Zhang Jianting looked at Sang Ming, turned around angrily, and snorted lightly, you are amazing!

Just your affection!

A moment ago, he also said that he lived and died with Lao Tzu and married Jin Lan.

In the next moment, I will drag people to martyrdom together.

He's not dead anyway!

But thinking about it, Zhang Jianting felt a little uncomfortable.

Isn't this old puppet having a bubble in his brain?

The catastrophe passed, the world was peaceful, and he finally survived, but he had to die.

Sick!

He didn't quite understand it anyway.

How many people want to live but can't live, he is good, bent on death.

Neuropathy!

Zhou Wenting sighed softly,

"Senior, have you really thought about it?"

It's not easy to survive.

Sang Luo looked at Sang Ming with a resentful look in his eyes,

"You really don't care about your daughter who is still alive?"

Sang Ming approached, raised his hand and touched Sang Luo's head, with a shallow smile in his eyes,

"Girl, in this world, no one can really accompany you for a lifetime, and neither can your father and mother, not to mention, in this cultivation realm, on the road of immortality, the immortal road is long, and some roads are always for you to walk by yourself."

Sang Luo was silent for a long time, and finally lowered his eyes and spoke softly,

"Then I can only wish you and A-Niang to meet again and stay together for a lifetime."

Sang Ming smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Sang Luo's head,

"Yes. Perhaps, time is out of order, cause and effect is circulating, and you are still our daughter. ”

Zhou Wenting unraveled the thread of cause and effect between Sang Ming and Zhang Jianting's fingertips.

Sang Ming turned around and patted Jian Tianya's shoulder,

"Thank you."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to see Sangluo's last face.

Zhang Jianting took a deep breath, held back the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth,

"I've spent two years of life for you, is it still your brother?!"

"Now that the words are out, you are my good brother."

Sang Ming coughed,

"Brother, see you in the next life."

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