A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

The familiar voice caused Mu Yu to stun the whole person, but the pain seemed to disappear all at once, and his mind was completely filled with the thick voice.

"Dad?"

Muyu's eyes widened blankly, and he looked at the source of the sound.

It was a familiar figure, although it seemed very illusory, but it still looked so impressive, like a mountain, standing behind Muyu, making him feel an unprecedented sense of security.

It's Daddy Deadwood!

Buzz!

The majestic breath swept out and rolled up the wooden feathers in the air to the side of the dead wood. The dead wood squeezed his lips. His eyes were full of eager expression, but there was endless anger mixed with eagerness.

"You are hurt?"

Withered wood is still just a soul, but his eyes are burning, and there seems to be a volcano hidden inside, which is going to erupt to burn out any enemies who hurt his son.

Mu Yu looked at the familiar face incredulously, feeling that everything seemed to be alienated. He had been working hard to resurrect the person in front of him for so many years. He never gave up. After experiencing disappointment again and again, he was still persisting, in the soulless Relative to the moment he hit the killer, he still has endless regrets in his mind, regret that he did not do it.

But he never imagined that the old dad who often scolded him would appear here, and rescued him on the occasion of a great deal!

"Daddy..."

Mu Yu couldn't speak, his heart was roaring wildly, and for a while, he felt that he had a lot to say to the person in front of him, telling him how guilty he was, and telling him what he had experienced in these years. However, at this moment, Mu Yu couldn't say anything.

"Who hurts you, I will kill him."

Withered eyes flashed with anger, chaotic yin and yang surrounded him, and the powerful power of the Mahayana period poured out, blocking the entire void, and sealing off all the soulless retreat.

Ability in the field, desperate!

The whole void seems to be enveloped by all kinds of eerie poisonous mist. This kind of poisonous mist is extremely terrifying and permeable. It seems that even the spiritual power can be eroded by the poisonous mist and become highly toxic. Anything in this piece There is no way to survive in the field!

"Withered trees? Are you still alive?"

The soul who has just stabilized his body is also surprised. The person in the realm may only know that the dead tree is a stuttering drug-using person, but he is a soul of the Mie Palace, and he is familiar with the dead tree. but!

That's a person who even the master of the triple palace, Bai Jie, must be afraid of three points!

Uh!

The overwhelming poison mist has quickly shrouded the soulless phase, the soulless phase roared furiously, the whole body was white and flourishing, thousands of soul lamps spread all around, forming a white barrier in front, and at the same time Numerous resentful souls also radiate a powerful light, forming a huge tentacle, wanting to tear the blockade of poisonous mist.

Domain ability, Qiandeng Magic Seal!

Buzz!

The large hands formed by the Soul Lamp are extremely powerful, as if a huge wave has rolled over the big river, trying to break up the overwhelming poisonous mist. However, when the white giant hand touched the green poisonous mist, the poisonous mist was not torn by the giant hand as expected. Instead, the poisonous mist directly attached to the white tentacle and gradually transformed it into green.

"what?"

Soul without phase was exasperated, and after all the poisonous fog infested the tentacles, those tentacles actually got rid of his control, and the poisonous fog quickly went along the tentacles towards the soul lamps. It was just a breathing room, and half of the soul lamps had been infested by the green poisonous fog. The resentful souls in the soul lamps made a screaming scream, and they seemed unable to withstand the erosion of the poisonous fog.

Click! Click!

After being eroded by poisonous fog, all Soul Lamps gradually became solidified, and finally burst and exploded into a group of green poisonous fog, making the entire desperate and innocent field even bigger!

There is a terrified look on Soul Wuxiang's face, which is also the domain of the Mahayana period, but his domain ability can't completely stop the dead life of the dead wood. In the dead wood field, those poisonous fog can't use the soul power Blocked, it will only be eroded by the poisonous assimilation and become part of the other party's field!

Ordinary people who use poison can easily be blocked by the spiritual power of the self-cultivator when casting the poison mist, but when the poison is cultivated to the extreme, the poison mist in the desperate life has not even blocked the spiritual power. live!

"you die!"

The dead wood stretched out his hand abruptly and shook it suddenly, the envelope of desperate life suddenly began to shrink, and the soul was trapped in it, wrapped in a mass.

boom!

The poison mist spread out, and Soul Wuxiang made a heartbreaking cry of pain. The soul power of the whole person was completely infected by the poison mist, and the poison mist even invaded his body, letting him show the fierceness. In the end, his expression gradually became stiff, his body exploded into powder, and even his soul did not escape!

Withered wood turned around, again with a mysterious pattern of Dao Dao, wrapped Mu Yu all over his body, a black and white two chaotic yin and yang flowed out, intertwined with the chaotic yin and yang on Mu Yu, sending out a burst of strangeness Vibes.

"This is the realm of the Danding School, there will be nothing wrong." Withered eyes looked worried.

Muyu looked at those familiar eyes, and the tight consciousness finally gradually loosened. He had only excitement in front of him, and he didn’t even think about why the withered daddy would suddenly come alive, Muyu didn’t care, and he as a whole Falling into endless darkness...

——

It felt like I had a dream. The dream was very long, the spring was brilliant, and the birds and flowers smelled, and the whole world became very beautiful.

Mu Yu opened his eyes slowly, and the familiar inscriptions intertwined with each other, exuding a soft light. There were four shadows of chaotic yin and yang in the air, mixed with the laughter of Xiaoshuai.

Here is Kaixu Ding.

Muyu sat up strenuously, as if remembering something, and quickly looked around.

"Woke up?"

The dead wood figure appeared slowly in front of Mu Yu's eyes. Although it was unreal, Mu Yu felt extremely real. Muyu could feel how the dead wood seemed relieved.

"Well, wake up."

Muyu looked at the dead wood and suddenly laughed. His smile was still so pure, like a child who was not familiar with the world, and seeing the person he could rely on seemed as if nothing dangerous was worth mentioning.

He thought that when he saw that person again, he would be so excited that he would cry, and he would hug each other firmly, and call the father withered, telling him that he would never be angry with him again, as long as the withered can live well, he must be right Daddy obeyed his words, and then poured out all the bitter water for many years...

But the moment Muyu saw the dead wood, he found that many of the hypocritical thoughts disappeared instantly. He was still the optimistic person. The dead wood was also the rigorous dead wood. Even the greetings were so casual, as if they were leaving yesterday and reunited today. , Nothing has changed.

In front of this good-looking person, Muyu couldn't get rid of her feelings.

Muyu smiled happily. He had thought a lot of words before, and he could not wait to tell him when the dead wood was awake, telling him what he was doing in the past years and how much he missed him, but when it came to his mouth, he always couldn’t help it. Become a familiar tone.

The two looked at each other so much that they both wanted to see something from each other's eyes, as if they had separated from each other in time and space and met again, familiar people, familiar eyes.

The dead wood opened his mouth, as if to say something, and then pressed it down again, simply saying: "It's okay."

He is not good at saying sensational words, nor at expressing his emotions. Even if he is worried, he will only say things very simply.

Mu Yu just sat there and looked at the dead wood. He was very worried that this was a dream. The stubborn old man came back. This was what he dreamed of, but he felt very unreal. He wanted to take a few more glances to confirm that it was not A dream.

"You always look at what I do?" Withered Wood looked away. He seemed to be avoiding something, looking a little uncomfortable.

Muyu rested his chin on his hand and said uncertainly: "I don't know, would you scold me?"

Witherwood frowned: "What do I scold you for?"

"I always feel that if you don't scold me, there seems to be something missing, and it doesn't feel like you." Muyu touched his nose.

Withered Wood said angrily: "Is it just a curse-blowing person in your heart?"

Muyu skewed her head for a long time and pondered her eyes, then nodded: "Yes!"

"you--"

The dead wood looked annoyed.

After a long silence, the dead wood suddenly asked: "So... do you still count what you said before?"

"What's the matter?" Muyu didn't respond~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's you...you called me...you said..." Withered wood stopped talking, and his voice seemed a little weak.

"Why are you stuttering again?" Mu Yu asked curiously.

Withered Wood stared at Muyu angrily, and looked at him as if he would rush over to give Muyu a slap in the back of his head, but he remembered something and held it back.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Withered eyes said dimly.

Mu Yu said puzzled: "Dad, how do you feel weird."

Withered tree raised his head violently and looked at Muyu, as if he heard something that surprised him, there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

Muyu suddenly understood and laughed: "Oh, I know you want to ask me if I still recognize you as a dad?"

"I'm not that rare." The dead wood sneered eagerly, trying to pretend to be indifferent, the typical face of death.

"No, I'm rare, I'm rare. Before you left last time, you said that the most wanted is a son. You all treat me as a son inexplicably. I also agreed somehow. How can I repent?" Muyu hehe Laughed.

A smile appeared on the corner of the dry wood mouth, but he soon covered up, and his face snorted, and he snorted softly: "When do you let your tongue slip, let me worry less?"

Mu Yu touched his head, he found that his injuries were all gone, the spiritual power in his body was stronger, and the whole person became alive and well, very comfortable.

"Dad cares about his son, isn't this normal?" Mu Yu let out a breath, and the **** and white and little black and white in the air were running around against the handsome, and the sound of play spread throughout the whole Kaixu. tripod.

The dead wood's face moved a little, but he didn't refute anything.

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