Wukong didn't move, and the Flowing Cloud Sword plunged straight into his body, and the brilliant, radiant sword stabbed into his body, and then the burly monkey disappeared and vanished. The monkey is like a teacher, he seems to have been waiting, waiting for Leshui's refusal of the sword, waiting for him to take this crucial step, fearlessly. At the moment when the sword stabbed in, Le Shui seemed to see a smile flashing on the monkey's face.

"Breaking the sky. Leshui muttered to himself, what the real people who set up this place thought and how they did it, Leshui didn't know very well. Maybe this is true, maybe this is an illusion, but there is no doubt that Leshui can enter the illusion without realizing it, and he can never get out of it, or even perceive it, which is surprising enough in itself, after the Lord of Hell achieves the Yang God, Leshui at this time is basically an innate god, and that is not something that can be done by leisure. But in any case, he learned something, and he took a crucial step.

With the disappearance of the monkey, the whole space began to turbulent, as if it was a canvas with faded paint, but it was three-dimensional, and it lasted for a few breaths, and a new scene appeared in front of Leshui's eyes, which was an ordinary living room, a modern, earthly room. TV cabinet, coffee table, sofa, floor-to-ceiling windows, and the man standing in front of the window on the phone, 170 tall, slightly dark-skinned, thin but firm, thick black eyebrows, unconsciously pursed his mouth, at first glance is a strict, silent man.

"Dad. Leshui said with difficulty, unlike the face-to-face fight with the monkey just now, Leshui at this moment seemed to be in another isolated darkness, he couldn't reach that room, and he couldn't even hear the sound, as if he was watching a pantomime, watching his father use that giant ugly, but Jin Li, who was on standby for a long time, seemed to be saying something, his pair of thick black eyebrows seemed to be slightly stretched, and the face in his memory was not so stiff, on the contrary, it was a little relaxed, and it seemed to be a little gentle.

When these two words are connected, Leshui is a little unbelievable, although decades have passed, but the father in his memory has always been the serious and serious, the old man who can rely on him for everything, at this moment he looked at him on the phone, only a little suddenly, it has always seemed that Leshui is looking at him again with the colored eyes called his son, looking at his unconsciously relaxed face, Leshui can't help but guess who is on the other side of the phone, is it himself, or his mother?

Leshui only felt as if he was dominated by an invisible force, stiffening and unable to do anything. Just watched him call, put down the phone, went to the kitchen to make lunch for grandma, ate, turned on the TV, watched TV for a while, and then got a little tired, the TV was not turned off, just leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

No, don't! Le Shui's eyes suddenly widened, he seemed to understand what he was looking at at the moment, no, I don't want to look, Le Shui subconsciously closed his eyes, because he was too hard, so that the corners of his eyes were piled up with deep folds. The next moment, he opened his eyes again, even in pain, he couldn't help but look at it, it was the missing fragment, the most important fragment of life, he had thought a thousand times, ten thousand times how it happened in the first place, but he never imagined that he would see it in such a form.

Leshui's eyes widened so calmly and nervously, looking at the silent pantomime in front of him. In fact, there was nothing, only my father sat on the sofa to take a nap, after 1 hour, he suddenly frowned in pain, grabbed his chest with both hands, slowly arched his body, the whole person curled up, the person from sitting on the sofa, became reclining, and gradually the body became more and more inclined and slipped off the sofa a little bit.

The most terrifying scene happened in front of his eyes, his father slipped on the sofa little by little, very slowly, his face gradually lost pain, and the hands that were clutching his chest gradually loosened, so weakly with his body drooped down, hanging on the ground, his father was gone.

Le Shui couldn't help but close his eyes, and the next moment he opened them again, as if he had been hit by a cold spell, stiffened, and even frozen. He just watched his father slip off the sofa little by little, his mana was completely out of control, and he was unscrupulous in his body, if Leshui didn't have the strength of the cultivation of the sixfold realm, his body must have been seriously injured at this moment, as the center of mana, the Xuanying of the center of true qi had no effect at this urgent moment, so he let the mana run wild.

The fantasy shines into reality, bringing this scene to Leshui.

Father has gone, when the painful expression is not there, Leshui knows that his father has gone, the father who has lacked communication since childhood, but has never reprimanded himself, and has always silently wiped his ass, just left! At that time, he was working in the field, and it was rare to go home once a year, and he only occasionally talked to his mother on the phone a few times a month, but because of the lack of communication since childhood, he rarely called his father. At this time, Leshui's previous question was answered, who was his father talking to on the phone before. The answer is him.

He happened to call home at noon that day, and asked about his grandmother's health, the situation at home, as before, everything was fine, all good news, and then 3 hours later, the bad news came, and his mother's phone call brought bad news. The original scene still seems to linger in his mind, it is unbelievable and unacceptable pain.

Dad slipped off the sofa little by little, and finally, with a bang, he fell to the ground, alarming the grandmother in the next bedroom, and at the same time hurting Leshui's heart. knew that at that time, it was too late, but seeing the old man fall to the ground like this, without any reaction, Leshui still felt that his whole person was not good. Decades have passed since this scene, and Leshui still can't forgive himself, obviously he has nothing wrong with him, but he will still find various reasons to blame himself.

Why are you not at home, why do you still have to go out to work when you know that your father and grandmother are not in good health...... Countless ifs entangled him and became his nightmare. In his past life and this life, his father was the first dear relative to leave Leshui, although he crossed over, he never had the opportunity to see these relatives again, but at least he knew that they were doing well, or at least he didn't know that they were doing well, but his father was different, he was gone, forever gone......

Leshui can kill the enemy without blinking, but he still can't let go of his father's departure, every night on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, looking at the bright and round moon, he recalls the old man, the dream shines into reality, and brings this painful scene to Leshui.