Chapter 662 (1/2)

Wei Tiansheng's smile is very gentle, but he is even more cruel and cold. He has no sympathy for the old man who taught his father to read and breathe.

The nature of father and son is amazing. One is colder than the other.

Uncle Ming's hair was gray and his eyes were dim. He looked at Wei Tiansheng and remembered his father Wei Heng when he was a child. At that time, Wei Heng was very clever and intelligent, but in the end, he was so cold.

Uncle Ming used to treat him as his own son, but now he can't say a word.

In the distance, Chu Feng stared at the front like a knife, cooperating with girl Xi, looking for the best opportunity. He could feel uncle Ming's sadness, which was no greater than death.

The girl Xi said, ”kill the red haired Yin bird directly, and brush the jar with three leaf green lotus at the same time!”

She couldn't see it anymore. After knowing the inside story, she was really worried. She wanted to rescue the old man immediately.

Chu Feng shook his head and said, ”if you start, you will first attack Yuwen Chengkong. The Yin nine sparrows have been abandoned. He can support there now because his sworn brother Yuwen Chengkong gave him the original Qi.”

In front of the altar, Yin jiuque always stood with Yuwen Chengkong. It was not far away. He could be strong temporarily, otherwise he couldn't stand in Jiuyou by himself.

The girl Xi was very serious and said, ”after observation, there is a problem with the jar. If it is forcibly taken, it will be activated. There are at least hundreds of powerful order symbols on it.”

Chu Feng nodded. Wei Heng was too insidious. He was afraid of an accident and moved his hands and feet on the jar. Once someone attacked, the jar would most likely rise a mushroom cloud and be destroyed in an instant.

Chu Feng's face was gloomy and said, ”when he sent uncle ming to the altar, no one was near. We attacked him, killed him decisively, and saved uncle Ming at the same time!”

They agreed to wait until that moment.

There is a Taoist practice of Yu Wen Chengkong on Yin nine sparrows. Now they can still show their magic skills. In addition, uncle Ming has already been sealed. If you want to give up, you can't do it. You can only let him do it.

Yin jiuque picked up uncle Ming's head, and suddenly there was blood dripping, even the pale hair stained with blood. The old man's situation was very desolate.

”Old man, you were brilliant in the first half of your life. You are the father of our ancient ancestors who went to see the demon. They all respect you. But Feng Shui takes turns. The rest of your life is miserable. Your wife and children are separated, almost all of them die miserably, the mother star is broken, and there are only two or three cats and dogs who miss the net. If you hide in an underground cave and live in disgrace, don't you want to die if you dare to come out and toss around? ”

Yin jiuque was so satisfied that he took uncle Ming's head and ridiculed him ruthlessly.

He felt that he could be promoted to the realm of saints this time, because he had accumulated enough experience and attainments, but the difference was only the original force. After being abandoned by others, he might be able to regenerate, break and stand again, even better than before.

”Red haired chicken cub, his ambition is even more arrogant. When your family was in trouble, I went to calm the chaos with a group of old friends. When I killed your ancestors and roasted your saints, you didn't know that you were waiting to hatch in that egg.”

Uncle Ming, even though he is very sad, is now miserable, but he doesn't frown. Instead, he strongly mentions the old things and laughs at the Yin nine sparrows.

”Old man, you want to die!”

Yin jiuque's eyes were cold and the opportunity to kill was exposed. He raised one hand and almost pulled it down, but he held it back. He was afraid to destroy the seal, leading to Uncle Ming's suicide.

Wei Tiansheng opened his mouth with a light smile and said, ”Oh, sir, you are still remembering that year. You are really old, and only this poor memory is left. At that time, you were indeed brilliant, across the star domain, calm and turbulent everywhere, high spirited and invincible. But what happens in the end? Your old friends are almost dead. They are scattered. After the last battle in ancient times, how many are left? Unfortunately, your time has passed and they have been eliminated. ”

Obviously, Wei Heng's young son knows uncle Ming's character very well. He knows that he values emotion and nostalgia. As soon as this kind of words came out, uncle Ming was really in pain.

Yes, the era of their group has come to an end, especially a group of his old friends, including the earth and other galaxies. In those years, anyone who helped was killed and blood splashed in the stars.

At this time, in front of Uncle Ming's eyes, there appeared a familiar face, all brothers and friends who shared life and death with him, as if they were back in ancient times, back to that era, drinking and singing with them, stepping on the evil land with them, and suppressing the land with them

However, up to now, those people have died. Uncle Ming is full of tears and extremely sad. Their glory, their blood and their youth have been buried.

Up to now, several people remember them. Those old brothers and friends almost died. His heart was like a knife, and he was very sad. For a time, his eyes were blurred with old tears.

”Our ancient times, our years, my old brothers, I... Came with you!” Uncle Ming's lips trembled and sent out weak mental waves.

Yin jiuque was surprised. He thought that the Xilin people knew Chang Ming and understood human nature. Just a few words made uncle Ming cry.

Wei Tiansheng's mouth slightly tilted, showing a faint smile and said: ”Sir, I don't despise you, but it's true. My father saw through all of you in those years. He attached too much importance to feelings and was bound to fail. In this world, you are not cruel enough. How can you live? At that time, my father saw the general trend when he was young, resolutely turned around and left with the Xilin army. This is vision and spirit. Then he marched all the way. If he had not been secretly attacked and killed by the remaining evils of the earth in the following years, I think my father had already reflected on the heavens. This talent is not necessarily weaker than the demon princess. ”

”If your father and son feel good about losing conscience and humanity, that's your choice.” Uncle Ming's response was muted.