With a flash across the back, everyone saw this face clearly.
Published on 20/06/2024
Dong Fangshuo exclaimed, "It will be him."
Mo Yuling looked at the familiar face trembling and asked Dong Fangshuo, "Teacher … Master, is that man … the eldest brother … the eldest brother’s twin brother?"
Dong Fangshuo sighed, "If I guess right, this person should be … Yier’s father."
Mark looked at this person who looks almost the same as himself except for a little white hair on his temples and said to himself, "No, no, you must not be him. He is dead."
Natural and unrestrained and Xiao Yu each looked at each other with half a weapon and silently walked back to their camp. The biggest enemy suddenly became a scar father, and they didn’t know how to solve it.
Jing Zhanpeng looked at his son and smiled and said, "It’s not surprising. I have repeatedly told you not to believe what you see, and certainly not to believe what you hear."
Mark suddenly felt that everything became meaningless. The villain in his mouth turned out to be his own father, but now his father is in front of him, and he should face it like this.
Staring at the familiar and unfamiliar face mark across the street, he asked, "Why did you do this?"
Jing Zhanpeng sighed, "When I was killed by the Five Monsters, I was saved by Zhuo Wenqi in Baidicheng, but I was afraid that they would know that I wasn’t dead and continued to hunt me down. After I was injured, I found a mountain to hide, and I happened to meet Chen Li, so you would know everything."
Mark angrily said, "Since you are not dead, why don’t you come to me and Master Niang and tell me how much I missed you when she died?"
Jing Zhanpeng shook his head and said, "You don’t understand that I had planned to seize the great cause of heaven at that time. If I went to find you, it would definitely drag me down. At that time, I thought it would be better to be an emperor and give you a day one day."
Mark listened to Jing Zhanpeng’s words and immediately became furious and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? I’m not rare. Is it just selfish? You’re so desperate to destroy your life. Look at these people behind me. Which one of them is not ruined by your so-called plan? Which one is not a blood feud with you?"
Jing Zhanpeng said otherwise, "What is this? Since ancient times, a great success has been achieved. Which emperor didn’t do this? I didn’t expect that the plan to destroy me in the end was you. I told you you would regret it, otherwise this day would have been you."
Mark’s heart seemed to be twisted like a knife at this time. I never dreamed that the identity of the masked man turned out to be his father, and he took a group of partners who lived and died with him and insisted on revenge for them. Now he has become a sad person and should face everyone like this.
No one in the place expected that things would end like this, and they all said nothing there.
Song Zhiqian calmed down a mood and walked to the side of shaking marks and looked at Jing Zhanpeng. "So you knew that Yi Ge was your son?"
Jing Zhanpeng nodded and said, "You are right. Pure Jun Jian is the bait for me to lead him to my side. I want him to help me. I didn’t expect him to be too stubborn by Dong Fangshuo. It seems that I still missed a move. If I had known this, I would have kept him by my side. Maybe it wouldn’t be like this."
Song Zhiqian looked at him with a look on his face and said, "You are wrong. He won’t be like you anywhere. I know him better than you."
Jing Zhanpeng smiled and said, "Maybe you’re right, but I have my own way, and this is the real purpose for me to let you attack Baidi Mountain."
Song Zhiqian didn’t expect Jing Zhanpeng to say this. He wondered, "What other conspiracy do you have?"
Jing Zhan Peng didn’t directly answer Song Zhiqian, but gently untied the wide black clothes and then untied a strange weapon from the waist.
Dong Fangshuo looked at Jing Zhanpeng’s weapon solution from a distance and said, "The five monsters of the Nine Bloodthirsty Sword were killed by you."
Jing Zhanpeng snorted, "Shouldn’t these five old monsters who beat me up on a cliff and separated my wife deserve to die?"
Has been silent mark at a side suddenly roared "they damn the Mohist school? Do hundreds of Mohist people also deserve to die? What about Aunt Liu and Si Xiangniang? Do they all deserve to die? "
Jing Zhan Peng didn’t speak, eyes staring at the mark.
Song Zhiqian looked at Jing Zhanpeng’s eyes and suddenly found a red mist flashing from his eyes. Seeing this Song Zhiqian suddenly shuddered all over, she had never felt a feeling that made her involuntarily take a step back.
Jing Zhanpeng didn’t pay attention to Song Zhiqian’s surprise. He looked at the mark and said, "Xiao is my son anyway. Since I can’t give you a day, I will give you a day. You are too weak now, so sooner or later you will suffer a big loss."
Mark trembled with anger at this time and fought back his anger and said, "I don’t care about all those shit you said. I want Zhi Qian to accompany me."
Jing Zhanpeng seemed very dissatisfied with his words and shook his head. "It seems that I have to help you cut off these stumbling blocks, otherwise you will never achieve great things."
After saying his word, Jing Zhan Peng’s hair suddenly showed a bloodthirsty sword in the ninth section of cutting.
Wait for the mark to react only to find that the tip of the sword has pierced Song Zhiqian’s abdomen.
Everyone didn’t expect Jing Zhan Peng to kill this mark, but he looked silly at Song Zhiqian falling in his arms.
Looking at Song Zhiqian’s scar on the injured ground, he suddenly jumped to Jing Zhanpeng’s side and attacked the ink wounds in his hand, which he loved and hated.
Dong Fangshuo dreamed that Jing Zhanpeng would do such a thing and immediately shouted "Help".
Looking at Song Zhiqian’s bleeding wound, Dong Fangshuo Ma asked Mo Xiaobei to apply half a bottle of Pu’s tears to the wound and then gave her a hundred flowers pill.
Mo Yuling asked in tears, "Is Master Sister … Is she all right?"
Dong Fangshuo looked at Song Zhiqian’s wound for a while before saying, "Zhi Qian should not be in danger of life …?"
Mo Xiaobei also asked anxiously, "What is it?"
Dong Fangshuo said, "I am surprised that according to his martial arts, if you want to kill Zhi Qian, how can you not miss?"
Song Zhiqian has woken up after eating a hundred flowers pill, and said in a weak voice, "He wants to tell Brother Yi that you don’t want him to succeed."
Ink small north puzzled asked, "what else can he plot? Exemptions is his son, can he still kill himself? "
Before Song Zhiqian could reply, there was already a trace call.
They were frightened and hurriedly looked into the field, only to see that the mark had knelt on the ground and left arm was wrapped around the nine-section bloodthirsty sword.
At this moment, a sudden exclamation came from a distance, "Too bad it’s still too late."
They looked around but saw a figure in the distance rushing like a flash.
When Handsome saw this man, he immediately greeted him and shouted, "Master, why is your old man here?" This man was none other than Handsome Master Huijing.
Hui Jing didn’t go into details when he saw chic. He waved his hand to signal him not to talk first, and then a few steps rushed to Jing Zhanpeng and said, "Don’t be ill if you haven’t seen the benefactor for years."
When Jing Zhan Peng saw Hui Jing, he immediately bowed his head and said, "It turned out that it was the doyen who saved their mother in those days."
Hui Jing hit the Buddha and said, "Amitabha, since the benefactor knows that it was not easy for me to save him, why do you still have to do this?"
Jing Zhanpeng otherwise said, "I’m doing this, too. He will be white one day sooner or later."
Hui Jing still has to talk, and the mark has fought back the pain. At this time, the blade of the nine-section bloodthirsty sword has slowly eroded into his left arm.
Mark stared at Jing Zhanpeng in front of him and said, "You just forced me to kill everyone like you. Today, I want revenge on those who have been killed by you and let you taste death."
Hui Jing shook her head beside the mark and said, "The donor’s Demonbane is too strong and has eroded your fatherhood. Now he deliberately angers you just to make you become like him. You don’t want him to be."
Mark ignored Hui Jing’s words and saw Jing Zhan Peng in his eyes.
Hui Jing also wants to persuade Mark that suddenly a powerful aura oppresses him and he can’t speak. This aura is getting bigger and bigger and finally pushes him out of the house.
The rainstorm was accompanied by the strong wind, but everyone was surprised to find that the raindrops falling on the mark seemed to be blocked by a powerful force, forming a strange water wall around the mark, and the mark seemed to feel all this with his eyes fixed on Jing Zhanpeng.
As the mark approached Jing Zhanpeng step by step, he felt a powerful aura.
Looking at the trace of anger, Jing Zhanpeng laughed. "Okay, okay, this is my good son. I knew this day would come sooner or later."
Mark hands tightly holding the ink wounds step by step to Jing Zhan Peng suddenly binge drinking "take life"
Jing Zhan Peng has been moved by the suppression method as the mark size soars.
Ink wounds in the mark after a shout in the pen body brush hair suddenly poured out all over the sky as if gold in it.
A huge net spread to Jing Zhanpeng.
Mo Xiaobei looked at this scene and suddenly realized that "the triple boundary is the third. No wonder that the third painting didn’t write anything, but drew many messy lines. It turned out to be the way it was."
Jing Zhan Peng looked at his golden net and slowly opened his arms to reveal a satisfied smile.
Fei Shuang cried when he saw this. "Don’t, I don’t want a baby without a father. Please."
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