God-level Pet Evolution System

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As soon as Feng Yixiu opened the gate of hell, he saw a familiar back, the tall figure in his memory.

He had fantasized about seeing his father again countless times, but he never thought that he would see his father again after the gate of hell.

Although I know that this may not be the entity of my father, maybe it is just a remnant like the first Holy Spirit King, but this is enough...

Feng Yixiu originally thought that he would be excited when he saw his father again, but now he is surprisingly calm.

He quietly looked at his father's majestic back, his eyes couldn't help becoming a little wet, and a complex emotion rushed into his heart, three-point shock, three-point curiosity, and three-point excitement.

The last remaining point was resentment. He really didn't understand why his father would suddenly abandon him and let him grow up alone since childhood.

I vaguely remember the time when I was growing up in the Children's Welfare Institute, and when I saw other classmates being picked up by their parents, it was impossible not to be envious.

But this kind of mood improved a lot after getting to know Shen Ruyu. The two began to live with each other, and their hearts finally had some sustenance, and they had adapted to this independent life for a long time.

Although this experience made him grow rapidly, at the age of 19, he is far more mature and stable than his peers. It is all the hardships he has endured over the years that have made him what he is now.

"Child, do you hate me?" Feng Qianjue didn't look back, her voice sounded a little choked.

"To be honest, I hated it at first, but I don't hate it anymore." Feng Yixiu replied expressionlessly.

"I don't blame you for hating me. After all, I did abandon you back then and made you a helpless orphan." Feng Qianjue said solemnly.

"You must have had difficulties back then, right?" Feng Yixiu looked at his father's back expectantly, how he wished his father hadn't voluntarily abandoned him.

However, Feng Qianjue's response completely disappointed him, he shook his head and said lightly: "I did have some difficulties back then, but it's not that I couldn't take you with me, but I didn't do that. do, do you know why?"

"Why?" Feng Yixiu frowned.

"Because you are not my biological son..." Feng Qianjue turned around slowly, looking at Feng Yixiu with deep and desolate eyes.

Hearing this, Feng Yixiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were round.

This news is like five thunders banging the top of Feng Yixiu to the outer coke and inner tenderness of the bang, and he is not Feng Qianjue's biological son?

Suddenly, a mixed feeling came to my heart, the father I was thinking about was not my father, and there was nothing more disappointing than this.

He would rather be Feng Qianjue deceiving himself, but looking at Feng Qianjue's serious eyes, he knew that the other party was not joking.

"That mother isn't my biological mother?" Feng Yixiu tried to calm down as much as possible, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably.

"That's natural..." Feng Qianjue nodded and said solemnly: "But although you are not my biological son, I have indeed treated you as my biological son over the years. If it weren't for your special status, I would I really hope I can raise you up."

After being silent for a long time, Feng Yixiu asked, "Then who are my biological parents?"

"Your biological parents are no longer in this world, and I can't tell you right now, it won't do you any good..." Feng Qianjue said solemnly.

When he heard that his parents were no longer in this world, the only hope in Feng Yixiu's heart was also shattered.

Since they are no longer in this world, there is no need for him to ask the question to the end, it will only add to the sadness...

"Haha..." Feng Yixiu gave a wry smile, his expression became lonely, and said softly: "So I really am an orphan..."

I originally thought that I had parents, but it was because of difficulties that I abandoned myself, but now it seems that I am indeed an orphan.

Even the parents who raised him were not his biological parents, so he hoped that Feng Qianjue would even deceive himself...

Feng Qianjue saw Feng Yixiu's expression was very lonely, and lightly placed her hand on Feng Yixiu's shoulder, and said softly: "Although I am not your biological father, but I have raised you for so many years, you are still willing Call me father?"

Feng Yixiu slowly raised his head and looked at the face of Feng Qianjue in front of him. It seemed that it had become much more vicissitudes than before. There was a conspicuous scar at the corner of his right eye, but other than that, there was no change.

"Father... I will never forget the kindness of your upbringing in my life. You are one of the few relatives in my world." Feng Yixiu reluctantly showed a smile and smiled.

In just a few minutes, he had already suffered too many blows. Fortunately, his heart was strong enough to accept this fact quickly.

Feng Qianjue smiled and stroked Feng Yixiu's hair for a while, her cold eyes revealing a rare tenderness, but she quickly restrained her smile.

"Father, can you tell me why you are behind the gate of hell?" Feng Yixiu, who had regained his senses, remembered the question in his heart.

Feng Qianjue's face sank, and she said lightly: "I am the lord of this hell, and I am no longer the gate of hell. Could it be at the gate of the holy?"

"You are the Lord of Hell?" Feng Yixiu involuntarily took two steps back, his face turning blue.

"If you regret

If you push open the gate of hell, you can exit here now, and I will not stop you. Feng Qianjue's reaction to Feng Yixiu seemed to have been expected, and did not appear too surprised, but turned around generously and let Feng Yixiu choose to leave.

Feng Yixiu turned around slowly, he felt very entangled now, should he exit the gate of hell right now.

While thinking about it, he walked slowly towards the gate of hell, but the time he spent with his father in his childhood resounded in his heart.

Although he was still young at that time, he could feel the fatherly love that Feng Qianjue gave him, and it was not a false feeling...

If you can't even trust your own father, who else can you trust in this world?

While thinking about it, Feng Yixiu had already walked to the gate of hell, but the outstretched hand was retracted in mid-air, and then slowly turned around.

He remembered that the first Holy Spirit King had told him that he did not say that he should not enter the gate of hell, but that he should follow his own heart.

So now his original intention is to believe in the father who has raised him for more than ten years!

After Feng Yixiu turned around, he walked quickly to Feng Qianjue and said firmly, "Father, I'm not leaving, I believe in you!"

The corners of Feng Qianjue's mouth rose slightly, and after recovering, she returned to her expressionless state, and said solemnly: "My child, you have made a correct decision, if you step out of the gate of hell now and lose the Qinglong Holy Pearl to suppress the suppression After that, you'll quickly fall into madness and become a machine that only knows how to kill."

Hearing this, Feng Yixiu also breathed a sigh of relief. Before, he didn't even know that his Qinglong Holy Orb was stolen. No wonder he was eroded by demonic energy in his sleep!

Since Feng Qianjue said this, there must be a solution, but now he is somewhat glad that he did not recklessly exit the gate of hell.

"Father, do you mean that you have a way for me to control the Chaos Demonic Qi?" Feng Yixiu asked in surprise.

Feng Qianjue nodded and said lightly: "Although I have a way to control the chaotic demonic energy, I can only rely on your own perception."

"Perception? What perception?" Feng Yixiu asked curiously.

"Actually, your Chaos Demon Sword is not yet in its full form. He is only a half-finished product." Feng Qianjue said solemnly.

"Semi-finished product? What do you mean? I think he is quite complete, not like a semi-finished product..." Feng Yixiu scratched his head, a little puzzled.

He kept recalling the shape of the Chaos Demon Sword in his mind, but he didn't think that the Demon Sword was a broken sword...

Feng Qianjue smiled slightly and said lightly, "Don't you think your sword is missing a scabbard?"

"Oh!" Feng Yixiu suddenly realized, slapped his forehead suddenly, and said loudly: "Yes! The Chaos Demon Sword does not have a scabbard!"

"The scabbard hides the front. The so-called front refers to the murderous aura. A sword without a sheath is bound to reveal its murderous aura. This is why you cannot control your murderous aura." Feng Qianjue said solemnly.

"Then how can I get the scabbard of the Chaos Demon Sword?" Feng Yixiu wondered.

The Chaos Demon Sword was formed by himself unintentionally, and he couldn't control it at all, let alone let it have a scabbard, and there was no clue.