Chapter 140: Why hasn't Dad come back yet? (Thanks to Guan Qingye and pretending to be 13 heroes)
Looking at the handsome face of the demon Daozi in front of him, Ren Tian's fists were unconsciously clenched tightly, and a few traces of sweat oozed from his palms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
You can escape with the Seventy-Two Transformation Token, but what about your family?
For the sake of his family, he can only fight to the death with the devil!!
Stepping on the ground hard, Ren Tian rushed towards the Demon Daozi, and a golden sword with a classical aura suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Spirit Weapon!?"
Demon Daozi was taken aback, and then his eyes flashed with a greedy light, "Boy, how can you have a spiritual weapon?"
"Don't worry about it!"
Ren Tian violently poured spiritual power into the Nine Dragons Sword, and the Nine Dragons Sword suddenly emitted a golden light, completely illuminating the woodland in the dark night.
Immediately threw out the Nine Dragons Sword in his hand, the Nine Dragons Sword flickered with golden light and hovered in mid-air, and the spiritual power in Ren Tian's body was decreasing at a rapid speed, fortunately at this moment he was the eighth layer of the Qi Condensation Period, otherwise with the speed of absorbing spiritual power from the Nine Dragons Sword, I am afraid that it would not be able to support it for a minute.
"Give it to me!" he shouted, and the Nine Dragons Sword passed towards the Demon Daozi **** under Ren Tian's control.
Demon Daozi's face froze, the difference between a spiritual weapon and a magic weapon is not only power, he hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist, and a small black flag instantly appeared in his hand, and then he threw it into the air, closed his hands, and silently recited the law in his mouth.
There was a "bell".
The Nine Dragons Sword and the Pitch Black Flag collided in mid-air, making a crisp metal impact sound, and the Pitch Black Flag was knocked down by the Nine Dragons Sword and flew dozens of meters, it was obvious that the Pitch Black Flag was not the opponent of the Nine Dragons Sword, and then the two magic weapons collided and chased each other again.
At the same time, Ren Tian ran to the front of the Demon Daozi, performed a huge force technique, and blasted out with a punch, "Go die!!"
"The power of the ants!"
With a flick of the Demon Daozi's sleeve, a cloud of mist sprayed out of the sleeve.
"Spirit Wave!"
Ren Tian gathered his spiritual power on his fist.
"Boom".
The sound resounded in the sky, Ren Tian flew backwards a few meters again, and fell heavily to the ground, and the Demon Daozi was not much better, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps backwards, and stared at Ren Tian with an incredible gaze.
"How can your spiritual power be so pure!" When Ren Tian's cultivation was still at the sixth layer of the Qi Condensation Period, Demon Daozi was only surprised that Ren Tian's spiritual power was more than that of ordinary monks, but with the blow just now, he found that Ren Tian's spiritual power was not only more than that of ordinary monks, but also more refined and thick.
Ren Tian got up from the ground slowly, his face was a little paler than just now, he didn't answer the words of the Demon Daozi, but took out a spirit stone from the ring and quickly absorbed the spiritual energy.
"Since you don't say it, I'll get memories from your mind then!"
Demon Daozi pinched the trick with one hand, and the small black flags that collided with each other in mid-air returned to his hand in an instant, and he danced the small black flags again and again, and quickly recited the law in his mouth, and a burst of black fog suddenly rose around him, and the black fog became more and more majestic, instantly obscuring the starry night sky.
"This is the true power of the Demon Banner?" Ren Tian couldn't help muttering, forgetting to control the Nine Dragons Sword to attack the Demon Daozi for a moment.
"Haha, that's right, let you see the true power of the evil ghost flag!" Demon Daozi waved the pitch-black flag, and a gust of wind whistled, and the power was probably not low.
Ren Tian knew that he couldn't let the Demon Daozi cast spells anymore, so he pointed his finger at the Demon Daozi, "Nine Dragons Sword, give it to me!"
The Nine Dragons Sword emitted a dazzling golden light, as if in response to Ren Tian's words.
"Six Souls Bloodthirsty Array, up!"
With a wave of the small black flag in his hand, the majestic black fog in the night sky instantly enveloped Ren Tian.
......
"Mom, how long will it take for Dad to come back?"
A little boy looked at the woman who was cleaning and said expectantly.
"Little God, your dad will be back soon!" the woman smiled back, giving people a feeling of warmth like spring in the cold winter.
"Oh!" the little boy nodded slightly.
The scene flickered.
In the bedroom.
A little boy ran to the woman with tears in his eyes and cried, "Mom, they all say that I am a child without a father, do I have a father?"
The woman stroked the boy's little head and comforted: "Of course Xiaotian has a father, but your father is busy and will take a long time to come back." ”
The scene flickered again
On the street below, a woman put boxes of clothes on a tricycle, and a teenager with a schoolbag hurriedly ran forward, "Mom, am I coming?"
"It's school!" the woman smiled.
Looking at the wrinkles on the woman's face, the young man couldn't help but feel distressed, "Mom, these things are so heavy, let's wait for me to move them in the future!"
"It's okay, these clothes are not heavy!" The woman was not pretty, but her smile was very beautiful, and it gave the boy the feeling of winter sunshine.
"Mom, Dad hasn't been out for five years, why hasn't he come back yet?" the boy asked, putting a box of clothes on the tricycle.
"Your dad has to work to support the family, and it will take a while to come back!" the woman still smiled.
The boy nodded silently and continued to carry a box of clothes.
On the young man's side, Ren Tian stood impressively, Ren Tian was like an invisible person, looking at the scenes in front of him when he was a child and asking about his mother and father's whereabouts, his heart became heavier and heavier.
All this was something he didn't want to recall, Ren Tian's heart sank, and he shouted: "Come out, come out for me!"
Suddenly, the surrounding environment instantly turned into pitch black, a rotten iron door appeared in front of him, the iron door slowly opened, and a young man came out of it, and the young man smiled: "Ren Tian, don't run away, Dad was already dead when you were ten years old!"
Looking at the young man who was exactly the same as himself, Ren Tian sneered, pinched the trick with one hand, and a fireball shot towards the young man, only to see the fireball directly pass through the young man's body, the young man shook his head and said: "Ren Tian, you can't hurt me, Dad is dead, he will never come!"
"No, Mom never lies. She said that her father was just going out to work, so he must be working!" Ren Tian kept throwing fireballs at the young man with both hands.
"Ren Tian, don't deceive yourself, I'm deep in your heart, I don't know what you want?
With a wave of his hand, the surroundings changed suddenly
Ren Tian was in a small living room, looking at an ordinary-looking teenager in front of him and questioning the woman.
"Mom, just tell me, isn't my dad dead, you've been lying to me, haven't you? you've been lying to me and saying that my dad is still alive, isn't it?"
Then the teenager burst out of the door and slammed the heavy iron door shut.
Seeing the scene of his snatching out of the door back then, Ren Tian couldn't help but shed two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes, this time is probably the most hurtful time he hurt his mother, and it is also the last thing he wants to recall.
"Look, you had doubted it then!" said the young man.
"Hallucination, this is an illusion!" Ren Tian slowly closed his eyes and muttered.
The young man gradually walked up to Ren Tian and whispered in Ren Tian's ear: "This is not an illusion, but the deepest part of your heart!"
...... (To be continued.) )