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Xiao Ze knelt in front of Xiao Huaizhi and looked at Xiao Huaizhi's sophistication. In his heart, this person could be regarded as a generation of heroes.

It's a pity that I met a despicable person like Xiao Huaili, who took away what originally belonged to Xiao Huaizhi, and ended up like this in the end.

Xiao Huaizhi sat in the chair and said nothing. He looked at Xiao Ze who appeared in front of him. It was a little different from what he had expected. His body was covered with scars, especially the few scars on his face.

It is conceivable what kind of hardships Xiao Ze had experienced before that, and he finally survived, but no matter what Xiao Ze experienced, his heart would never be shaken in the end.

His heart is already like a rock, let alone such a thing, even if Xiao Ze dies in front of him, he will not shed a tear, life is already destined to be like this, and he will not be moved by such a small matter. .

In this way, Xiao Ze knelt in front of him, Xiao Huaizhi didn't speak, he just kept kneeling here, and kept his head down and didn't speak. Deep down in his heart, he regarded himself as a member of the Xiao Clan, and he also regarded himself as a member of the Xiao Clan. a son.

The etiquette between father and son must still be observed, although he has become such an inhuman and ghostly appearance, lingering alive.

After a long time.

Xiao Huaizhi moved his fingers and sighed.

"Get up!"

"The child thanked his father."

Xiao Ze slowly got up, in front of Xiao Huaizhi, he didn't have the right to sit down, so he still stood here as before.

Everything in the house is the same as before, and there is no big change. In fact, Xiao Huaizhi originally pursued a very simple one, especially in his residence, which was particularly clean and simple.

From this point, it is completely impossible to see how ambitious Xiao Huaizhi is. He is simple and simple, and he never argues with others, but often such people actually hide evil intentions.

Xiao Huaizhi did not expect that Xiao Ze would be alive. He thought that in this life, he could only stay here for the elderly. Just before that, he was surprised to receive the news from Xiao Ze.

For this adopted son, he was a trash in itself, and had no other use other than helping him with errands. This time there was a change in his body, which made Xiao Huaizhi have to look at him with admiration.

A waste person of the Xiao Clan turned into a cultivator, and he was still a master. He would kill Xiao Huaili and put the guards beside him at random. This was not so easy to do.

"Xiao Ze... you have had a hard time these days."

Xiao Huaizhi poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Ze in person. Xiao Ze was flattered.

He quickly took it with both hands to show his respect. He had never been treated like this before, and Xiao Huaizhi would not pour him tea. He had always served Xiao Huaizhi.

"Father let me come, you make me feel very guilty."

"No need to be guilty, this is what you deserve."

Xiao Ze finally touched the delicate porcelain with his fingers and felt the temperature of the tea soup.

It has been a long time, and he has never felt this way. In the ancestral hall of the Xiao Clan, he has always been hidden in a dark corner in order to prevent others from discovering his whereabouts.

Those mice and some animals living in the corner became food in his belly. Even so, he was starving every day.

He clearly remembered that in order to survive, he ate a dead mouse that had decomposed and began to give birth to maggots. That time he almost vomited his stomach out. Even if he recalled the taste now, it was still a nausea.

But this kind of life is over. For Xiao Ze, this is a catastrophe. After the catastrophe, what greets him is a new rebirth, and he will never live as before.

At this moment he was standing under the light.

Open the lid and take a sip. When the warm tea soup flows into the stomach, it feels good to be alive when you feel the taste.

"Tell me, how did you live these days? I have also been to the Xiao Clan's ancestral hall several times and asked the guards. They all said that you are dead without a whole body."

Xiao Huaizhi just involuntarily inquired, thinking about where the body would be if Xiao Ze died.

If there is a chance, Xiao Ze can clean up and give him a place to bury. This is Xiao Huaizhi's idea.

However, those who guard the ancestral hall have never seen Xiao Ze, so they think that Xiao Ze is dead, a person who has no cultivation base, and has broken his tendons and hamstrings, it is impossible for him to survive until now.

"I have experienced a lot."

Xiao Ze's answer was simple, but there were many things hidden. He looked at the bone stick in his hand.

"Thanks to this thing, I survived and didn't die in the ancestral hall of the Xiao clan."

As he said, he handed the bone stick to Xiao Huaizhi, Xiao Huaizhi took it in his hand and glanced at it. It was just such a contact that a gloomy ghost gas instantly pierced her skin and penetrated into his body.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Ze hurriedly took the bone stick back. He forgot the most important point. Xiao Huaizhi had become an ordinary person, and ordinary people could not bear this kind of ghostly thing.

It can also be seen from this point that Xiao Huaizhi has indeed been abolished, and has completely become a cripple.

Perhaps Xiao Huaizhi at this time can realize his previous pain and despair, Xiao Ze thought in his heart.

Xiao Huaizhi was still unable to get rid of the influence for the time being when the bone rod was retracted. At this time, he was calm. He looked at the special runes on the bone rod and the aura emitted by this dark bone rod.

There are various signs that this thing is not simple. I didn't expect Xiao Ze this time to be a blessing in disguise. Instead of dying in the ancestral hall of the Xiao Clan, he got such an adventure instead. It seems that his life should not be broken.

"Sorry father, I shouldn't hand this thing into your hands."

"It's fine, it's not your fault, I forgot it myself, I'm already a useless person."

Xiao Huaizhi sighed sighly. He looked at the bone-setting rod and understood why such a breath change appeared on Xiao Ze's body.

I knew that this thing was very evil, and what Xiao Ze cultivated was the evil way that people were not ashamed of, but it was the evil way that saved Xiao Ze's life. Thinking about it, this is really a mockery.

There is no precise definition of what an evil demon is. Those people claim that they are righteous. As long as they are against them, they are all evil demons. So everything in this world is determined by the strong.

The weak can only be a stepping stone to become the strong, and under the supreme throne of the strong, there are many bones.

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