The internal forces collided, the aftermath dispersed, and its destructive power was dozens of times larger than the Tiangang glass cover, the black and white air mass exploded, the huge explosion, the roar echoed in the palace, the entire palace was trembling, the floor tiles were cracked, the nearby ones had turned into powder, the trees were broken, the grass and trees withered, the mountains and rocks were cracked, the red pillars were broken, the tiles were broken all over the ground, and the wind was rolling up, and the knife snowman was also swept up by the wind, sticking to the wall full of cracks, but the two of them had not stopped.

Ying Wu struggled to support it, and thought in his heart: "I didn't expect this Supreme Great Xuan God Scroll to be so powerful, even this king can't match him." If this stalemate continues, I am afraid that he will be defeated. ”

At this time, You Jinwen seemed to be a little distracted when he saw that Ying Wuji, and the internal force gushing out of his palm increased a few points, and the overwhelming black qi ate the white light little by little, pressing towards Ying Wujian inch by inch. There should be no illness to see that the pressure has increased a little, and also keep the mind and operate the internal force. The black qi dissipated instantly, You Jinwen's figure flickered, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ying was not frightened, the secret path was not good, and he hurriedly withdrew his palms, pressed down on both sides of his body, retracted the internal force, and the wind stopped.

A murderous aura churned behind him again, and Ying Wujian subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and the palm with black gas hit itself and wiped his ear. Ying Wujian leaned over and turned, his robe swung, like a blade drawing an arc, You Jinwen's figure appeared behind Ying Wuji, jumped up on the ground, stepped on the hem of the fluttering robe, and slashed down with another palm.

Ying Wuji's forearms were folded, sealed on his forehead, against the falling palm, if there was lightning and thunder between the collisions, the sound of the ground cracking and landslides, Ying Wuji's figure fell a few points, and his feet were also sunk in the broken floor tiles. With both arms raised, Ying Wu turned around and raised his right leg, and suddenly fell, and a white light turned into a blade and flashed towards You Jinwen. You Jinwen stood still, waved his right hand and waved his arm, and the white light turned into clouds and smoke to dissipate.

Ying Wuxi was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that his moves would be lightly resolved by You Jinwen, and the pressure in his heart also increased a little. And You Jinwen flew up like a bat, his robe fluttered, and he fell down, and a black figure shot towards Ying Wujian like an arrow from the string, which faintly revealed scarlet blood, and sharp laughter pierced the night sky.

Ying Wuji's arms shook, and the internal force in the dantian spread all over the body, glowing with a faint golden light, gushing out with the top of his head, scattered all over his body, forming a barrier, and as if he was covered by a big bell in it, Ying Wujian used the Tiangang glass cover again, wanting to block the trick of Jin Wen downstream. The white Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures were rotating and floating around Ying Wuji's body, his eyes were shining, and his strong internal force was churning and protecting his surroundings. And You Jinwen is still rushing towards it.

When he was approaching the end of the disease, You Jinwen's arms were wide open, and the blood-red nails on the ten fingers of his palms were four or five inches long, all of them were as sharp and sharp as a blade, and the blood-red nails poked out of the black gas and hit the Tiangang glazed cover, sparks flickered, as if drilling wood to make fire, the two of them were in a stalemate, and no one dared to take off that breath.

Just when Ying Wujian thought that this would be a fierce battle, You Jinwen sneered twice, the strange eyes made Ying Wujian creepy, his body shook slightly, Ying Wujian saw the opportunity, shouted, turned his palms outward, and pierced his nails into the barrier, tearing open a hole in the Tiangang glass cover. With a loud shout, the barrier shattered into several pieces, turned into a little golden light and dissipated, and You Jin Culture made a black mist that penetrated Ying Wuji's body.

Turning around and landing on the ground, You Jinwen's clothes fluttered, and his fingers were covered with blood. Look at the person who should be free of disease, standing in place in a daze, his eyes flickering, a line of blood running down the corners of his mouth, and then to his chin, dyed the black and white beard, dripping to the ground. The body trembled, the legs were slightly bent, and he should sit on his knees without illness, coughing and vomiting blood. The jade Buddha in his arms also rolled to the ground.

Ying Wujian trembled and raised his right hand to reach the jade Buddha, but was stepped on by You Jinwen, You Jinwen screamed and laughed at Ying Wuji, who was lying on the ground like a dog, and his feet were a little heavier.

The back of Ying Wuji's hand was already red and swollen, the flesh was broken, oozing blood, and his fingers trembled weakly, Ying Wujian bit his lower lip tightly, and looked up at You Jinwen, but there was a mysterious smile in his eyes.

You Jinwen didn't care about the change in his eyes, leaned over and picked up the jade Buddha, held it in his arms, brushed his sleeves and said, "Jin Wen thank you for the prince's kindness, I will accept these two treasures." After taking three steps, he looked back and said, "Oh, and that knife snowman, I will also take it with me, thank you to the prince." After that, he pretended to arch his hand, grabbed Dao Xueke's arm, picked him up, laughed and ran onto the roof, and walked away with Dao Xueke.

Ying Wujian saw You Jinwen walking away, so he got up, his upright body did not have a trace of tiredness and resentment, he looked at his scarred right hand and shook his head and smiled: "You Jinwen, You Jinwen." After that, he looked in the direction You Jinwen left, as if he had a bamboo in his chest, and everything was under control.

"Lord Wang. After those guards settled down, Zhu Qingqiu and the others turned back to the front yard and asked Zhu Qingqiu for instructions, "Everyone is settled, what should I do next, please let the prince know." ”

Ying stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes full of disarray, and said slowly: "Those who are good at waiting, don't be lazy." The king has his own arrangements, so you can find some people to clean up the yard, and we will talk about it tomorrow. Ying Wujian turned around and walked into the inner hall, and there was nothing else to do this night.

In the early morning of the second day, the dawn was three minutes later than usual, the weather was getting cooler, the heat had receded, and it was gradually entering autumn. But the vendor who should be out of the stall still came out of the stall, just to earn a mouthful of food money, so he didn't care if it was dawn, and he took the flat shoulder and shouted into Tanglin City.

Just after the hour, the city gate opened, and the sound of wheels crushed the silence of the night and the coolness of the autumn colors. Ying Wuji's right hand was already covered with medicine and gauze, and he sat alone in the inner hall to breathe, and his internal force traveled all over his body, combing the meridians, breathing and breathing, and concentrating and concentrating. When he left later, he stood with his sword and waited on the side.

Zhu Qingqiu and Ren Shanhuai walked side by side in the inner hall, Ying Wu heard the footsteps of the two, his palms turned down, fell on his knees, slowly opened his eyes, stared at the two and said, "You are here?"

"Are you really going to let us go?" Zhu Qingqiu asked in disbelief, "We tried every possible way to kill you, but now you want to let us go?" After a night of recuperation, most of their respective injuries have healed, and Ying Wujian did not lock them in prison or hand them over to Zhuang Qiu, but settled in the guest rooms of the palace, waiting for them with good food and drink.

"What, it's hard to believe?" Ying Wujian smiled slightly.

Ren Shanhuai snorted lightly when he heard this, his sword eyebrows were upside down, the anger in his eyes was not calm, and he said disapprovingly: "There should be no illness, you don't think that you let us go, and we will be grateful to Dade." Our old grievances are not yet understood, and if you let us go today, we will still fight you to the end in the future. ”

"Bold!" Ying Wanli's left hand was pressed against the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword at any moment, and his right hand hung down at his side. Hearing Ren Shanhuai's presumptuous words, Ying Wanli scolded sharply, stepped forward, and wanted to draw his sword and point at Ren Shanhuai. And his left hand was held down by Ying Wuji: "Wu'er retreat." Ying Wanli looked at Ying Wujian with indignation, but he had no choice but to give up, and with a long sigh, he took three steps back.

Ying Wujian turned to look at Zhu Qingqiu and Ren Shanhuai, one of the two was hesitant, and the other was arrogant, Ying Wujian turned his hands behind his back, slowly walked to the two of them and said with a smile: "This king knows, you have long distrusted this king, and it is no longer difficult to control you with the Qimen soul control lock, this king has repaid your kindness, and from now on, this king has nothing to do with you, if you still want to take revenge, this king is waiting for you at any time." ”

Ying Wuji's face was full of modesty, so that Ren Shanhuai was not very easy to attack, as the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, he only scolded secretly in his heart: "It's really a hypocritical person." ”

"What kind of conspiracy do you have and want to use us?" Ren Shanhuai asked. Ying Wujian looked at Ren Shanhuai's eyes, his lips trembled, and he shook his head silently: "It seems that this king has long been a treacherous villain who plays with power in your hearts, and you have also followed this king for many years, to be honest, in my heart, I have long regarded you as my own children." Even if you refuse to recognize each other, this king will always be so. ”

"Therefore, between father and son, why should they turn against each other? Now this king has let you go out of the love of father and son. Out of the gate of this prince's mansion, you will have nothing to do with this king. ”

Zhu Qingqiu wanted to speak, glanced sideways at Ren Shanhuai, who was holding his head high, and then held the words in his throat back into his stomach. Seeing this, Ren Shanhuai didn't appreciate it, and asked loudly: "You let us go, what about those people in the Ten Ghost Hall? Could it be that you still have to hand them over to Zhuang Qiu for disposal?"

"Definitely. Xiao Wuxian, the hall master of the Ten Ghost Hall, was originally one of the king's most trusted subordinates, but now that he has passed away, it is really not what this king wants. His subordinates were instigated by traitors, and there were some conflicts with this king, so they can naturally understand. This king will not embarrass them, and will let them go back to Lu'an Mansion later. In addition to this, the king will also give them a sum of silver, so that they can revitalize the Ten Ghost Hall. It can be regarded as a little compensation from this king to Xiao Wuxian. "Ying Wu's eyes were slightly closed, and two tears were dropped.

Although Ren Shanhuai couldn't be sure that Xiao Wuxian turned into that bloodthirsty monster because of Ying Wuji's single-handedly planned plan, seeing this situation, he still firmly believed that Ying Wujian was just a good person, pretending to beg for the sympathy of others: "What about the sword snowman, will you also let him go? Isn't he the key to unlocking the secret of the Jade Buddha?"

"Have you forgotten, Shanhuai. It was you who sent a message to this king, so that this king knew that the sword snowman did not know the mystery of the Jade Buddha. Now in this world, no one can unlock that secret, so why should this king be persistent. Besides, whether to let go of Dao Xueke now is beyond the control of this king. Ying Wuji's eyes were full of smiles, and the game between him and Ren Shanhuai, who was experienced and calm, did not fall behind at all.

Zhu Qingqiu hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"Overnight, the world was turned upside down. Ying Wuxi seemed to be a little helpless and heartbroken, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, "I won't tell you that the jade Buddha and the jade bottle are indeed in the hands of this king, and this king has no intention of catching the sword snowman, but he came to the door himself." And after settling you down last night, You Jinwen of the Ye Sword Sect fell from the sky, and he didn't know where he learned the martial arts of the evil sect, and even this king was not his opponent. ”

"You Jinwen snatched the Jade Buddha and the Jade Bottle, and took them away together with Dao Xueke, why do you want to dominate the rivers and lakes. So far, this king is helpless. ”

"Joke, do you think we will believe your ridiculous words?" Last night, Ren Shanhuai and the others just learned Ying Wuji's martial arts, and their internal strength was unfathomable, and one move made everyone have no power to fight back, and You Jinwen's martial arts They naturally know the depths, even if twenty You Jinwen may not be Ying Wuji's opponents, Ren Shanhuai naturally won't believe it.

Although Zhu Qingqiu felt that Ying Wujian didn't look like he was lying, he couldn't interject, so he had to silently pay attention to Ren Shanhuai's reaction.

Before Ying Wujian could speak, Ying Wanli stood up again and said: "Look at the injuries on your father's body, the wounds on his chest and the wounds on his right hand are all due to You Jinwen!" Ren Shanhuai and the others looked at Ying Wuji's hanging right hand, and it was really wrapped in gauze, which did not seem to be disguised.

And Ying Wuji's questioning of Ren Shanhuai is also accustomed to it, and it is not strange to see it: "Believe it or not, it is up to you, if you don't believe it, you can search in this palace, or go to the Tanglin Mansion to search, this king can't send people and jade Buddha and jade bottles out of the city overnight? ”

Seeing that Ying Wujian made this poisonous oath, Ren Shanhuai was speechless, and with a cold snort, he pulled Zhu Qingqiu to turn around and walk out of the inner hall quickly, and when he went out, Zhu Qingqiu looked at the little prince with a ghostly look, and there seemed to be a thread in the dark that connected the hearts of the two of them. Seems somewhat familiar.

Ying Wanli was hooked by that gentle look, only to feel warm in his heart, a little kind, and this feeling was something he had never experienced in Ying Wuji.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of Ren Shanhuai and Zhu Qingqiu disappeared, and Ying Wanli was still immersed in that inexplicable emotion. So much so that he was indifferent many times when he was called.

"Wu'er, Wu'er!" Ying Wuji's voice gradually raised. Ying Wanli finally reacted, and immediately clenched his fists and said, "Father...... Father...... What does my father command?"

Seeing that Ying Wanli's tone was abnormal and his expression was flustered, Ying Wuli walked slowly to him, Ying Wanli couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva silently, hanging his head and not daring to look at Ying Wuji's eyes.

"Raise your head and look at the king. "Ying Wu ordered without illness. But Ying Wanli was still a little timid and hesitant, and hesitated and refused to look up.

"Raise your head!" Ying Wujian was a little angry, and his tone was unquestionable and unhesitating. Ying Wanli had to raise his head slowly, but his eyes drifted away, and he never dared to look at Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji's tone was like a thousand years of ice, without a trace of emotion, and it was not like the tone that should be between father and son, which made people feel like they were in an ice cave, creepy, and a cool breeze gusted behind their spine: "What are you thinking?"

"Child, child didn't think anything. Ying Wanli was still prevaricating, his eyes were evasive, and his body was a little shaky. "This king asks you what you are thinking again!" Ying Wuji's deep voice shook Ying Wanli's eardrums, and Ying Wujian changed his kind and kind appearance when he spoke to Ren Shanhuai and Zhu Qingqiu before, as if they were Ying Wuji's biological children.

Is it really hypocrisy?

Ying Wanli was forced by Ying Wuji's words and had no way to retreat, so he raised his head and asked, "Father...... There is only one thing that the son wants to ask his father to understand. Seeing that the corners of Ying Wanli's eyes were red, and tears were surging in his eyes, how could he be an emotionless iron man, seeing this, his heart softened, and his tone was much softer: "You ask." ”

"The child is grateful to my father for raising me for so many years, but I also know that I am not my father's own child. The child only wanted to ask his father, who were my biological parents, and where did they live? In my memory, there were only raging flames, a sea of fire, and the sound of wails and screams, and these scenes no longer tormented me all the time, and made it difficult for me to sleep. After many years, my memory has long been blurred, and I can't even remember who their names were. Also, do I have any other relatives in this world?"

"Isn't the dignity of the little prince enough to make you forget the sufferings of the past?" Ying Wujian asked earnestly.

Ying Wanli had a serious face, with a trace of resentment in his eyes: "If I can bring my biological parents back to life, let me reunite as a family, find my living relatives, and know my life experience, I am willing not to be this little prince of Dongling, willing to be a cloth cloth, willing to not know martial arts, and an ordinary life." ”

"Well, in that case, my father will tell you about your origins. Ying Wujian turned around, didn't look at Ying Wan's departure, and said slowly, "Your family was originally a member of the family outside Tanglin Mansion, and your ancestor's surname was Zhu. He was originally a senior member of the DPRK and the Central Committee, but he was tired of the officialdom struggle, so he resigned and returned to his hometown, and it has been several generations, and his descendants have made a living from business. ”

"One night sixteen years ago, the Zhu family on the rich side was burned down in a fire, and the Zhu family, together with the servants, 73 people did not survive, and all of them were buried in the fire. And the old housekeeper of the Zhu family used his body to protect the four-year-old only son of the Zhu family before he died, so that he could save his life, but he died tragically. ”

At that time, the king happened to pass by Zhu's house, and saw the young son crying in front of the ruins, and the king could not bear to let the child be left outside, so he took him by his side. Since then, the Zhu family has disappeared from this world, no one knows who the surname is, where it is now, and no one knows what caused the fire, but since then, this king has had an extra child, called Ying Late Departure. Except for the only son of the Zhu family, no one in the Zhu family survived. ”

After that, Ying Wujian turned to look at Ying Wanli, who was in tears, and said with a smile: "You know your background now, is this the answer you want?"