Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The head of the Feng family has been talking about how good his children are, how bad they are, and he is full of affection when he opens and closes his mouth.

Feng Huiming clenched his sword and listened silently for a long time, and finally made a move.

He started shaking from his fingers, and even his whole body was shaking, and the sword that was on the ground rattled. Just like falling rocks on a flat lake, the ripples are getting bigger and bigger...

Ning Huaishan was the closest to him and was the first to notice. At first I thought it was hurt and painful. Only later did I find out that Feng Huiming was laughing.

That smile was half ridicule, half resentment, but also with a touch of indescribable madness, which made Ning Huaishan horrified.

My son, my son, my son... My mouth is full of my son. Feng Huiming didn't lift his head, just lighted it up and down, repeating the words of the owner in a hoarse voice, and then hoarsely said with a smile: I was in those days. How stupid, how stupid! Only to hear you call 'my son' a few times, and then lose your head and don't know the east, west, north and south?

He laughed for a long time, until he choked with laughter, and then said: I actually thought that these two words were so rare and so sincere, and when I called them a few times, they really regarded me as my own, and I really... …”

He took a deep breath, raised his head, his eyes were red, he looked at the head of the Feng family through the scarlet light, and said softly: I'm really a good seedling, don't you often say this to me? I I didn't understand it before, and I can't understand it any more now...

I'm really a good seedling. I've been deceived by several 'my son'. Where can I find such a stupid person? You must have thought so when you took me in, right?

Otherwise, the phrase eight is the right age would not have been said.

He was just eight years old when the head of the Feng family entered the door, and he understood some things. Therefore, he clearly knew that his family was ruined, that he was helpless, and that he should have lived a precarious life. But thanks to the family owner's blessing, he has a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and he has a home.

From now on, he has to thank this man for everything he has obtained. The teacher of the disciple hall said: People need to be grateful.

He remembered this sentence for many years.

He knew that he was not the true blood of the Feng family, and that all preferential treatment was not taken for granted, but had to be replaced with hard work, obedience, and the face of the Feng family...

It is said that the head of the house is unsmiling, not a loving father, and is always very strict. Getting him to laugh is as difficult as going to the sky, and hearing a compliment from his mouth is also very difficult. For a long time, what he asked every day was that the owner of the house gave him a nod and said it's okay.

He worked harder than all the disciples, and had more worn out training clothes and sword stones than everyone else. It took another seven or eight years. Finally, one day, the master smiled at him and said, My son is a good seedling.

My son gave him the illusion of filial piety to the father.

At that time, he was young and energetic, full of enthusiasm, and could not wait to take out his heart and hold it to the Feng family, as long as it was useful. He even said to Feng Shulan, I will sacrifice my life any day.

As a result, Feng Shulan threw a basin of cold water on him and said, There is no difference between us as disciples.

It was from then on that he and Feng Shulan, the sister, had different ways of doing things.

He was fascinated by the my son after another, and once felt that although he was an adopted son, he was no different from a parent-child. I felt that I was going to take over the role of the patriarch in the future, otherwise, how could the patriarch tell him the past and opportunities of the Feng family? He even took him to a secret place that no one could enter.

He had been deceiving himself for nearly a hundred years in this Enchanted Soul Array, until one day, he suddenly found that there was a seemingly non-existent death energy emanating from his body.

At first he thought it was because he didn't pay attention when he killed the demon, and he was caught without knowing it.

The most stupid thing is that he told the owner of the house...

It was like an ordinary son who was injured outside and said something to his father, but he actually told the head of the family about it.

Feng Huiming will always remember that day - the head of the family was very worried, and immediately called the elder of the medical hall to come over and personally watch the elder to check it for him. After that, he took him to the secret place and let him use the power of the divine wood to recuperate.

And he was so moved...

I was so moved back then that I was at a loss, you know what! Feng Huiming slammed the ground on the ground, and in an instant he arrived in front of the head of the Feng family. The tip of his sword dragged a deep ravine in the cold stone.

The patriarch's eyebrows twitched, and the broken chains suddenly rose up.

Feng Huiming also exploded with sword energy, and every white awn was stubbornly counteracting the sharp blade.

In an instant, flying stars flew everywhere.

As if he was not afraid of those sharp blades, Feng Huiming pressed forward a little bit, his eyes flushed and he gritted his teeth: I wished I could give you all my heart and lungs! Did you know—father?

Hearing the word father, the head of the house moved his fingers clutching the chain. But it only moved a little, and the strength did not loosen at all.

How moved I was at first, and how chilled I was when I discovered the problem later. Feng Huiming stepped forward another inch, blood spilled from his fingers under the vibration of energy, but he didn't notice it at all, Have you ever tasted that kind of thing? What does it taste like? It's like standing on a snowfield stripped naked. It's more uncomfortable than death...

The owner finally looked blank for a moment, then frowned deeply and said, You know? You... know?

Feng Huiming laughed slowly again, the smile was full of self-deprecation, with a bit of embarrassment and sadness: ...Yes, every time I come to this tower, I take care of it with the power of Shenmu, the dead aura will be temporarily gone. Covered. But after a long time, fools can realize that something is wrong? Why should you be so surprised.

Or... in your eyes, I'm really hopelessly stupid? Even this clue

Can't find it?

The owner's lips moved slightly.

When this sentence was asked, even Wu Xingxue and the others frowned.

Judging from Feng Huiming's previous reaction, he did know that there was death energy in him, but they thought he was only aware of the strangeness or vaguely suspicious.

But listening to him now, it's as if... he not only sensed the death energy in himself, but also knew the existence of the life-changing formation.

Ning Huaishan looked at Feng Huiming and couldn't help muttering, You... why are you bothering? Are you crazy?

Feng Huiming hissed: Why do I suffer? I also want to know why I suffer! I can obviously fight back!

Feng Huiming said to the head of the family: I can kill you, you know?! I have planned many times in my mind, I have imagined many times, as long as any one of them! I can make you die in front of me, I can torture you and persecute you in a hundred ways to make your life worse than death, and let you tell me what you have done to me—

His sword qi entered another inch, pressing the patriarch's chains to rattle, causing both sides to tremble.

I can even force you to move what's on me to yourself. I've thought about it countless times—

Then why don't you do it? Ning Huaishan asked again.

I— Feng Huiming's face finally had an unconcealed embarrassment, but it made people feel a little pitiful. He stared at the head of the house in front of him, his lips trembling, his face gloomy, but he couldn't say a word.

Why?

Because he is indecisive and not a good person, but he wants to be ruthless and can't be ruthless to the end.

Whenever he had those vicious thoughts, he would always think of the moment when he was led to the door of the Feng family. I always think of the phrase people need to be grateful and rewarded said by the teacher of Disciple Hall back then.

As a result, those vicious counter-killing thoughts will always only appear in dreams. As soon as he opens his eyes, as long as he wakes up, he will subconsciously press those things into his heart, pressing them deeply, pretending that he doesn't know anything.

After a long time, he had an illusion - as long as he didn't touch it, didn't ask, and didn't really see the life-changing formation, everything was fake. of.

After all, he is an adopted son. After all, he has spent so many years with his heart and his lungs. Even if he has a dog, he should be a little reluctant, right? Can't get it, too?

He was just waiting for the opponent to stop.

He even thought that he would gain a firm foothold as soon as possible and take over the throne of the Feng family. Before the change of life, he became the most influential person in the Feng family.

In that case, should his father take care of the bigger picture and change his mind.

It's not that I can't save myself, do you understand? Feng Huiming said solemnly, I just...

I just want to see you regret it, to see you show a little father-son love, that's all.

He didn't finish speaking, but the owner seemed to understand what he meant.

For a moment, a very complicated expression appeared on the owner's face. It was almost suspicious that he really regretted it a little.

Feng Huiming also caught the subtlety of that moment and narrowed his eyes. At such a time, his words became duplicitous again: ...Are you trying to deceive me by showing fake friendship again?

The owner's face changed several times, and then slowly sank after a while.

He still didn't say what the other party wanted to hear, but in the confrontation with all his strength, he whispered: This is the end, I have nothing to say.

at this point?

at this point……

Feng Huiming read this answer.

It's about life, and after so many years of complicated feelings, the words this is the end of the matter are taken away in a single stroke.

The moment he heard this, the last light in Feng Huiming's eyes quickly dimmed.

It was only then that he realized that he still had a trace of expectation, expecting that the person in front of him would have a little bit of remorse. At least it seemed that his childhood wishful thinking was less of a joke.

It's just a pity, it's a joke.

He was finally no longer indecisive, no longer ruthless. He shook his head to himself, and then suddenly burst out——

At that moment, the mighty sword qi burst out from his body, and the surroundings were completely white. That's all he has learned in the Feng Family's hundred years. His hard work, hard work, and people's favor are all in these sword qi, and they are all added to the long sword in his hand.

The blood on his face quickly dissipated, and the death energy on his body suddenly increased. The reaction said only one thing - he was fighting for his life.

The head of the Feng family had already suffered a heavy blow in Xiao Fuxuan's hands, but under this fateful move, he finally gave up.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly lowered his head.

Seeing the long sword with the word Feng pierced through his body with white sword energy, all the remaining chains in his hand were shattered.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Feng Huiming's voice saying, I'm happy...

Ever since the day he realized he was a victim, he'd held his breath, unhappy, and never really laughed again.

Until this moment, he was finally happy.

And it wasn't until this moment that Xiao Fuxuan raised his finger.

He didn't intervene just now, just waiting, waiting for Feng Huiming to ask himself for an answer.

Now that the answer has been discussed, the poor man is happy.

He didn't have to wait any longer.

I saw the golden light in the tower, and the huge sword shadow of the sword with the word free passed through the spirit of the head of the Feng family and penetrated straight into the ground.

That was another questioning.