Chapter 150: Tragedy

"What's going on?" Wei Jinyan sat on the ground in embarrassment, holding his forehead with his hands, his face distorted unpresently.

Looking at the bowl that had been broken into several pieces, and then at Qing Wujie, who was a little panicked, it was only a moment before he reacted, and his heart was as cold as winter in an instant, "What exactly did you put in the Golden Cicada Purple Spirit Juice?"

Although he was all cultivated, his internal organs had slowly festered, and the severe pain involved his whole body, making it difficult for him to even speak.

Qing Wujie didn't answer, but just stepped back again and again, until he stood at the door of the room, and then shouted at Wei Jinyan on the ground: "Old thing, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, and you dare to beat me, I am His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince, do you know what it is? Is it that you old thing can fight if you want to?"

"Evil obstacles!" Wei Jinyan was so angry in his heart that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, barely picked up the Shenyuan, grabbed Qing Wujie over, and was about to make a move, but heard Qing Wujie speak.

"What the hell do you want to do this old thing, I won't be afraid of you!" Saying this, Qing Wujie was still a little flustered in his heart, and couldn't help but think: "What did that man in black do? Doesn't it mean that as long as you give this old thing the golden cicada purple spirit juice to drink, you can completely control him?"

"Slap" Wei Jinyan finally didn't kill Qing Wujie, but slapped Qing Wujie in the face, "You evil obstacle, who taught you to do this?"

"Old fellow, you still dare to beat me! Let me go, or I'll make you regret it! I'm His Royal Highness the Prince, how can I fight if you want to?" Qing Wujie looked at Wei Jinyan's eyes full of anger.

Wei Jinyan smacking him once was enough to make him resentful, and now he actually slapped him again, how could he, as a prince, endure it? At least his self-esteem would not allow it, otherwise he would not listen to the words of the man in black and give Wei Jinyan the golden cicada purple spirit juice to drink.

"I'm so disappointed in you!" Wei Jinyan's eyes were full of hatred, he never thought that Qing Wujie would do this to him, that was his son, his own son!

raised his hand, and just about to slap Qing Wujie in the face again, the sharp pain all over his body hit again, making him can't help but shake his hand, and Qing Wujie, who was originally grabbed by him, was also let go.

"Ahh

A dignified God Emperor powerhouse had such an embarrassing day, which made Qing Wujie, who broke free from Wei Jinyan's restraints, a little dumbfounded, but after a moment, he reacted, and the evil was born from the side of his guts, grabbed the high-grade artifact gun on the ground and stabbed Wei Jinyan on the ground.

"Poof" A blood flower splattered out, the strength of the original God Emperor's strong body should be comparable to the star meteorite, but at this moment, Wei Jinyan's body was pierced with a single stab, as if there was no defense at all.

"You" Wei Jinyan didn't struggle anymore, the whole person was quiet, looking at Qing Wujie with indescribable anger in his eyes.

As a father, one day his own son was impaled through his body with an artifact gun, which is really the biggest tragedy in the world, even though this son has no idea that he is his own father.

Blood gushed out, splashing on the artifact gun, he suddenly burst out with a roar, shaking the artifact gun that had been out of his abdomen into the air, instantly stood up from the ground, came to Qing Wujie, grabbed Qing Wujie's neck and wanted to slap him to death.

As soon as the palm of his hand was raised, he suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't get down anymore, and a series of pictures suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which were bits and pieces of Qing Wujie from childhood to adulthood.

"You old fellow, let me go quickly, otherwise I will definitely let you go around after I completely control you!" Qing Wujie still didn't react to what was going on.

"Bang" Wei Jinyan threw Qing Wujie out at once, but a trace of black blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his mouth, gradually becoming more and more, dyeing the already gray beard black.

A feeling of powerlessness came over him, and he suddenly fell to the ground, his face distorted to almost hideous, but he could no longer care about it, just shook his head vigorously, and muttered, "What a sin!"

More than 20 years ago, he went into a rage, and accidentally created such a wicked son, which is really sad, lamentable, and ridiculous, but this time, he seems to be dozens of years old, and his whole body is full of vicissitudes and desolation.

"Hahaha, old bastard, is it finally going to work? Hey, when I completely control you, I'll see how you can beat me! I'm His Royal Highness the Prince, and you, a slut, can fight if you want?" Qing Wujie also had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still spoke disrespectfully to Wei Jinyan.

Wei Jinyan's eyes showed a trace of dead ashes, but he no longer had the heart to do anything to Qing Wujie. Just for a moment, as if he remembered something, his eyes eased again, his eyes showed a trace of love, looked at Qing Wujie, and said slowly: "Child, you come here." ”

"Hmph, old fellow, do you think I'm a fool? You want to kill me, do you think I don't know? Tell you, I'm not stupid at all, but very smart! I will never go through until I completely control you. Qing Wujie said very self-righteously.

"Poof" Wei Jinyan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood anymore, his eyes were dark, he was completely unconscious, and the whole person completely collapsed to the ground, only the wound in his abdomen was still splashing blood, scarlet, and a hint of black purple.

Originally, he still thought that he would pass on his cultivation to Qing Wujie while he still had his last breath, after all, he was his own son, and he was not valued by the God Emperor Qing Bacheng, if he was finished, wouldn't Qing Wujie also have to be bullied and had no one to support him in the future?

It's just that he didn't expect Qing Wujie to look at the enemy like he looked at him, and completely regarded his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, which made him unable to even hold his last breath, so he braided his hair so wronged.

Qing Wujie was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wei Jinyan to be so useless. At first, he thought that Wei Jinyan deliberately pretended to be faint to trick him into the past, but he didn't see Wei Jinyan react for a long time, which made him a little surprised in his heart.

Extending his divine sense, he probed Wei Jinyan's body, but he was stunned for a moment: "Dead? how could it be?"

His heart panicked all of a sudden, although he thought that he hated Wei Jinyan to the core, but he never thought of killing Wei Jinyan, just thinking that he could control Wei Jinyan, so that he could really be powerful, but now that Wei Jinyan is dead, how can he be powerful?

In a panic in his heart, he grabbed the high-grade artifact gun on the ground and put it into the storage ring, and escaped from the room in embarrassment, and disappeared in an instant, only Wei Jinyan's body was still lying on the ground, desolate and pathetic!