History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Like Zhang Yao and Ye Zhongzhou, who were swayed by Liu Shengfeng, these Guangfu Shanwu people are obviously suffering and persecuted. Oh,

The other party’s intentions forced them to fall into despair, hatred, fear, and anger, and eventually they fell into a state of mind. Under the influence of the nine scent, they quickly developed a magical thought, and even demonized.

Those who are ruthless, the repairs are also high and low, but five of them especially let Yan Zhaoge and others care.

The five people breathe, the breath is like a thunder, the vibration of the hole is like a god, the spirit is full of spirituality but returning to the truth, it is clearly a master.

The five major masters of the warrior are also high and low. Among them, the white-haired old man, Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei are recognized, but they are a great master of the late Qing Dynasty.

It’s just that the old eyes are yellow and the eyes are bloody, and they are clearly completely demonized.

However, those who are more attracted to Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei’s eyes are still the ones next to the white-haired old man.

The masked man who once had a hand with them.

The eyes of several other great masters are also watching Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu.

Only the person who was covered in a black robe, then looked up and looked at the stone iron on the golden tower with Sima Ding.

His entire face was covered under the mask, and only two yellow eyes radiated glare.

The stone iron on the golden tower, while suppressing the golden tower, and Sima sang, but always look at the six directions.

The arrival of a group of people below can't escape his eyes.

Looking at the masked warrior, watching the pair of eyes that seemed to be burning, Shi Tie always stood firm, and the eyes of Gujing had no flash, and suddenly flashed.

One side of the abyss, the white-haired old man, looks at Yan Zhaoge and others.

Other martial arts warriors are also watching the Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Ahu.

The wide-ranging warriors who were captured, seeing Yan Zhaoge and Shi Tie and others, their faces regained their spirits.

After Yan Zhaoge glanced at the white-haired old man, his eyes fell back to the masked person.

Staring at each other, Yan Zhao song said slowly: "Changed a new mask?"

"But it doesn't make sense. It should have been seen in the exotic space."

Yan Zhao song sighed: "Is Shi Songtao stone brother? Although I hope that you can return safely, I did not expect it to be in this way."

The masked warrior finally recovered his gaze at Shi Tie, and looked at Yan Zhao’s song, indifferent.

Yan Zhao song shook his head: "Do you think that I am swindling you? Even if you are not sure before, you are staring at Master Bo's gaze, and it has already explained everything."

Aside Xu Fei looked at the mask on the other's face, and his eyes could not help but reveal the sadness.

Yan Zhaoge said quietly: "If I have not guessed wrong, you don't need the original martial arts. Actually, I am not worried that we will see your identity, but because you hate the Guangcheng Mountain and dislike the martial arts that Master Bo has taught you. Learn, so deliberately abandon it."

"You cover your face with a mask. Although you don't want to be recognized, but you don't want others to mention it again. You used to be a disciple of Guangfu, the son of Master Bo."

Yan Zhao’s tone is complicated: “You are disgusted with being referred to everything in the past, not shy or faceless.”

There were a lot of people in the field, and they all had different looks, and their eyes were obviously shocked.

The white-haired old man turned his head and looked at the people around him. His expression was a bit strange: "You...you are Songtao, the son of Shitie? You were not..."

The masked warrior is still silent, but looking at the sight of Yan Zhaoge, there is more anger.

Yan Zhao song sighed: "Since identity has been broken, why should you continue to wear that mask? In your own heart, you are not blind."

The black mask was finally taken off, revealing a familiar and strange face for Yan Zhaoge and others.

It was a young man who looked like he was in his early thirties.

The appearance of the five senses and the stone iron are 90% similar, as if carved in a mold.

Xu Fei is full of bitterness, almost three words from the teeth: "Stone, teacher, brother!"

This big sect who was almost assassinated by Xu Fei in the Great Devils of the Qing dynasty, is the son of Shi Tie who has been missing for many years. The former genius of the Guangfu Mountain tales, Shi Songtao!

In the midair, Shi Tie took a shock and retired Sima Ding. His eyes fell on Shi Songtao and could not be removed for a long time.

Shi Songtao, who took off the mask, no longer minds whether his voice will be recognized by others. He finally said: "I haven’t seen you for a long time, don’t come innocent, I am back from hell."

A simple greeting, but let Yan Zhaoge and other people all over the body.

The grievances and coldness contained in the plain tone seem to be engraved into the bones.

Xu Fei said in a difficult way: "Sister Shi, have you been in the past few years? In those days, did they save you?"

Shi Songtao nodded faintly: "Or else, are you?"

He looked up at the stone iron on the golden tower: "Is he?"

Stone iron set foot in the void, the whole person seems to become a stone statue, standing still.

"Xu Shidi, what do you want to say? I want to say, your master, my father, was also forced to do so at first?" Shi Songtao was very indifferent, making people feel cold from the bones: "Bitter, who has, but not It means that others can understand and accept."

Shi Songtao looked up at Shi Tie: "He chose to protect the interests of Guangcheng Mountain, chose to take care of the majority, make trade-offs, and sacrificed me."

"Sacrifice me, sacrifice me."

Shi Songtao said faintly: "If this is the case, I don't really hate him. He gave birth to me. I will give it back to him."

"But it’s not just me who is being sacrificed!"

Shi Songtao’s tone finally fluctuated, and the yellowed eyes were bloody, as if a flame was burning: “My wife, my son, was also sacrificed together!”

"Yu Zhen, my wife, she is not a Guangzhe disciple, just because she is married to me, because it is your daughter-in-law, you have to sacrifice for the Guangcheng Mountain?"

"Hey, that year, he was only three years old, ignorant of ignorant children, he also lost his life for this?"

Shi Songtao stared at Shi Tie: "Some questions, I always wanted to ask you."

"If the people who are killed are other widely-born disciples, and the interests of the Zongmen can be saved, we can save us. Which side do you choose?"

"If the two people are killed, one side is another Guangchao disciple, and the other is our family of three. Which side do you choose?"

The stone face is expressionless, like a statue, but the low voice echoes in the air: "It doesn't matter who it is."

Shi Songtao heard the words, hehe laughed: "Sure enough, you will answer."

"In your heart, the whole is more important than the individual, and most of them are more important than the minority. The responsibility for the teacher is above the personal feelings."

As soon as Shi Songtao said, he suddenly stepped out: "So, now try to make another choice." (To be continued.)