"Hehe, Dad, I'm not flamboyant, what I'm saying is the truth, our Western Harrier Ice Sect is under the wise leadership of Dad, that's ......"

"Alright, alright, don't put a high hat on me anymore. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Duan Yifeng waved his hand, interrupting his son Duan Zixiong's words, and then calmed his face and said, "What did you do when you went out of the valley this time?"

"This ......"

Duan Zixiong's face was embarrassed, he didn't know how to say it, he was very worried that he would tell the truth, and his father Duan Yifeng had a bad expression.

Duan Yifeng saw his son Duan Zixiong's hesitant appearance again, and at this time, he judged even more that he had done something outside, and it was not a good thing.

He stroked the beard under his chin, then glanced at him, and said calmly: "Since you don't want to say it yet! ”

Duan Zixiong was shocked in his heart, if he really asked about others, with his father's majesty, anything could be turned out, and in the face of such a situation, he seemed extremely frightened.

Then he slowly lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and said softly: "Kill ...... Kill!"

When Duan Yifeng heard these two words, his face changed suddenly, and then he shouted: "What? Murder, you kid is just a little more Taoist in the rivers and lakes, and you start stirring into the troubled waters like murder, you are just fooling around!"

"What nonsense? I've been on the rivers and lakes for so long, and I've seen a lot of storms. Besides, I'm still the young master of the Western Harrier Ice Sect, and I still have a little bit of thin noodles on the rivers and lakes. Duan Zixiong retorted.

Duan Yifeng saw that Duan Zixiong was still swearing so confidently at this time, so he immediately raised his eyebrows coldly, bounced up from the Taishi chair, and reprimanded loudly: "What? Give you a few thin noodles! Why did I give birth to such a brainless son as you! Can't you see that this is looking at my face, for the sake of our Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect? Your thin noodles? How thin noodles do you have? Where did you earn your thin noodles?"

"I ......"

Duan Zixiong was preached by his father Duan Yifeng, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings, although what his father said was the truth, but he still couldn't accept it in his heart, and his self-esteem was greatly damaged.

As a young man, he has been constantly enjoying the praise of the rivers and lakes, of course, he is very reluctant to deny this prestigious treatment, and attributes these halos to the identity of the young master of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect, and he is just a shell with the help of light.

So he laughed at himself a little and said: "So what, anyway, I'm afraid of others on the rivers and lakes, just smell the cold, I don't care so much, what I want is the result!"

"What? You bastard! I persuade you not to listen, and you are still talking nonsense! You are careful that sooner or later you will be folded in the hands of others!"

After saying that, Duan Yifeng was so angry that the slightly white beard under his lips began to tremble, and then he raised his big hand and slapped it with a "snap".

Duan Zixiong was stunned by the sudden slap, but he didn't expect his father Duan Yifeng to reach out and hit him, and the hot pain on his face at the moment had to let him cover his face.

I didn't believe that the slap just now was real, but seeing the cold face of his father Duan Yifeng really made Duan Zixiong startled, and he didn't dare to squeak anymore even if it was painful.

Duan Yifeng looked at Duan Zixiong after being beaten, showing a depressed and aggrieved look. Then he slowly calmed down his anger, and said with a somewhat pleasant face: "Xiong'er! Daddy's shot was a bit heavier just now, don't blame Dad, Dad is also for your good! You think about the chaos in the rivers and lakes, and people's hearts are separated from their stomachs! Dad only has such a son as you, and Dad doesn't want you to have any accidents in the rivers and lakes." ”

Duan Yifeng saw that his son Duan Zixiong didn't dare to talk, and after a pause, he continued: "Xiong'er, you are still young now, and it is okay to go out and increase your experience, but for such things as killing people in blood, you should not do it in the future, and when your martial arts and fame have been achieved in the future, there are still many such things!"

"Dad, don't worry! I have made great progress in martial arts now, and it is enough to deal with the people on the rivers and lakes, and besides, I have already promised others about this, how can I lose my words!" Duan Zixiong put down his face and muttered.

Duan Yifeng saw the aggrieved look of his son after being beaten, so he lost some anger, and when he heard Duan Zixiong's words, he suddenly rekindled the anger in his heart, and the more it burned, the more it burned.

"You...... You're going to be angry with me! You've learned to accept others, you're getting bolder and bolder, do you want to rebel?"

Duan Zixiong saw that his father Duan Yifeng was almost extremely angry, and now he didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "Dad, the child also wants to send a force for our Western Harrier Hanbing, why do you have to think crookedly, besides, the child is not fine, as long as I am careful, how can something happen!"

"Dare to talk back, it seems that I can't clean you up, you can't weigh how many catties and taels you have!" Duan Yifeng said angrily.

Seeing this, Duan Zixiong couldn't help but stumble back a few steps in fright, and looked at Duan Yifeng with a frightened face.

"Stop!"

Just as Duan Yifeng was about to hit Duan Zixiong again, a woman's voice sounded at the door, and he saw a woman wearing a golden dan on her head, a jewel around her neck, and a light brown robe walking in.

"I've heard from afar, what happened to your father and son?"

As soon as the woman entered, she asked with some dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Duan Yifeng had an angry face just now, and when he saw the woman, he became a little lighter, so he replied with a smile: "Madam, it's okay, it's just that Xiong'er did something wrong, I'll teach him a few words!"

Duan Zixiong next to him saw his mother coming, which was equivalent to his backer, and when he heard what his father Duan Yifeng said just now, he was not so happy.

He stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and showed the beaten's face to the side of the woman, and said a little angrily: "Mother! Mother, you must be the master of the child. Dad, I'm used to beating me, I'm such a big person, he still fights now!" After speaking, he also looked at Duan Yifeng from time to time, as he grew older and improved his martial arts, Duan Zixiong's fear of his father became less and less.

The woman touched Duan Zixiong's face in distress, and said with a straight face: "I said master, this is your fault! Xiong'er is so old now, why do you still beat him like he did when he was a child? ”

Seeing this, Duan Yifeng's face was blank to Duan Zixiong, and he said majestically: "You stinky boy, you dare to sue in front of me, it's really underwhelming!" After speaking, he glared at Duan Zixiong, and then made a beating gesture to him. (To be continued.) )