Renegade Immortal

San does not look young, his temples are already pale, and his appearance is slightly apparent, about forty or fifty years old. If you look closely, you can see that Wang Zhuo's wife looks quite similar to this person.

This man was extremely handsome, and in his flawless face was a pair of eyes that were brighter than the sparkling gems in the deep black ocean.

"Xiuxiu, now my Teng family has encountered a strong enemy, and my ancestor has not appeared. This matter has a strange taste. If you return to the Teng family city safely this time, you and your sister should not come out." Teng San's voice , said flatly.

Fuji Xiuxiu is the daughter of Fuji San. In fact, the reason why Fuji San came out of the closed room was to protect Fuji Xiuxiu from returning to the Fuji family city.

Fuji Xiuxiu nodded lightly.

"If...if it is inevitable that you will die as a father this time, then you should not go to the Fuji family city to find your sister, and leave the Zhao country immediately, as far as you can go." Fuji San hesitated for a while, serious said.

Wang Zhuo listened to this, his expression was calm, but his heart was sneering.

Fujisan's eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts. He glanced at Wang Zhuo coldly, without showing the slightest expression on his face, making people wonder if he was happy or angry.

He reached out and rubbed Teng Xiuxiu's head, causing waves of emotion in his heart.

Since the ancestor forcibly separated him from his wife many years ago, he knew that even if he lived, he could only survive in the shadow of the ancestor. As a direct descendant of the Fuji family, as one of the great-great-grandsons of the ancestors, he must never marry a mortal.

because. his descendants. Must have the qualifications to cultivate immortal land!

If you want to change. There must be power. Must have had the cultivation base of the ancestors.

Years later. He is successful. Although the two daughters have stepped into the realm of self-cultivation with his help. But his wife. However, the longevity has been cut off long ago. He was in grief. until now. All never diminished for a moment.

For countless years. He is very disciplined. Wholeheartedly worship. Because only in the pursuit of Taoism. Only then can he suppress the devouring thoughts of his deceased wife.

To a certain extent. Teng Xiuxiu, who looks most similar to his deceased wife. Not only his daughter. It also replaced the longing for his deceased wife in his heart. So he will never let anyone hurt Fuji Xiuxiu in his life. Will not let her suffer the slightest grievance.

He glanced at Wang Zhuo coldly. Fuji San said lightly: "Wang Zhuo. For Xiuxiu's sake. This old man won't kill you.

go away! From now on. Fuji Xiuxiu has nothing to do with you. "

Wang Zhuo's eyes flashed, he stared at Fuji San, and said with a sneer, "What a rage!" After saying that, he retreated and was about to leave immediately.

Teng Xiuxiu's expression changed when she heard this, she immediately stepped forward to grab Wang Zhuo's arm, turned to look at her father with tearful eyes, bit her lower lip, and said nothing.

Teng San's eyes were still cold, but slowly, he sighed and turned his head. Teng Xiuxiu's eyes were almost the same as those of his deceased wife. Because he didn't want to, Fuji Xiuxiu grieved for the rest of his life.

"Wang Zhuo, even if the Teng family did something wrong to your whole family back then, I hope you don't hurt Xiuxiu. But he is the only one who can accompany you for the rest of your life, Wang Zhuo, do it yourself."

Wang Zhuo was silent, glanced at Teng Xiuxiu, and his heart was full of complexity. In fact, even he didn't know how to choose if there was such a day.

Teng Xiuxiu looked at the two men around her who were very important to her, and said softly, "Father, Wang Zhuo won't, he won't." At the end of her speech, her voice was full of conviction, this woman has always been At this point, I still firmly believe that Wang Zhuo will never hurt her.

Although Fujisan's expression remained the same, the murderous intention in his heart was not reduced, but even more. If Wang Zhuo's life and death were of little significance when the Teng family was strong before, Teng San had full confidence, and Wang Zhuo would never act rashly.

But now, when the Fuji family is facing a crisis, all this is very different. Fuji San has already decided that after returning to the Fuji family city, he will find a chance to reach Wang Zhuo and his death.

Because he always had a feeling that if Wang Zhuo didn't die, then Teng Xiuxiu would definitely be in danger.

It's just that he didn't have this opportunity.

One day, black clouds suddenly surged from the sky, and almost in the blink of an eye, they covered the surrounding sky, and a piece of blackness seemed to fall down at any time.

Teng San's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he hardly hesitated. He pointed his right index finger on his abdomen and spurted out a mouthful of Nascent Soul essence blood. At the same time, a light spot flew out of his storage bag and merged into the essence and blood and immediately changed. , turned into an oval aperture in front of him.

Teng San grabbed his hands, and Teng Xiuxiu suddenly exclaimed. Teng San couldn't help throwing her body into the aperture. She looked at Wang Lin, and her voice was full of desperate pleas: "Father!!!"

This voice fell in Teng San's ears, he couldn't be cruel, he sighed, and grabbed his right hand again, this time,

His body was caught by him, and he threw it violently towards the aperture.

Together with Fuji Xiuxiu, they disappeared into the aperture together.

All this happened very fast, almost at the moment when the black mist shrouded, Teng San did not hesitate to lower his own cultivation, and sent the two of Teng Xiuxiu out at the cost of a large amount of Nascent Soul essence and blood.

After doing this, he had no regrets in his heart, his body was tall and straight, he looked up at the sky, and beside him, an orange flying sword overflowing with light appeared silently.

This flying sword was made by him personally. This sword is called Mourning Yun, and his wife has a rhyme in the name.

This sword, he wiped with spiritual power every day, never let anyone touch it except himself, even Teng Huayuan.

He also never used this sword when fighting against others.

He cherished this flying sword no less than Teng Xiuxiu, because when he was building this sword, his wife left a drop of blood on it.

It is precisely because of this drop of mortal blood that the power of this sword has fallen a lot, but Fujisan did not care at all. In his mind, this sword is there, others are there, this sword is broken, and others are dead.

At this moment, a strong fighting spirit emerged in Fujisan's heart, because he knew that today, he would surely die.

If he was allowed to choose the method of death, he hoped that he could live and die together with this sword.

Gently touched the flying sword, this was the last time he wiped with spiritual power in his life, and then his eyes flashed suddenly, revealing bursts of decisiveness, without saying a word, he slapped the flying sword, and suddenly the flying sword hummed, The black mist towards the sky galloped away.

Fujisan's body immediately jumped, and after following Feijian, his whole body's spiritual power was pushed to the limit, and the whole person, together with Feijian, turned into a meteor, with an absolute color, and rushed towards the black mist in the air.

Among the meteors, Fujisan vaguely saw his wife, smiled at him, and called out to him.

The meteor, streaked across the sky, passed through the black fog, and landed a hundred miles away.

In the dark fog and clouds, all condensed together to form an illusory figure, gradually revealing Wang Lin's appearance, he looked thoughtfully in the direction of the passing meteor.

At the moment just now, this middle-aged man rushed towards him without the slightest fear, and died under extreme conditions. However, at the moment of his death, a trace of mourning was felt by Wang Lin. The king will kill the gods and gods in the night, ask for the throne of the gods and gods, and ask the devil to kill the gods and gods. The strongest Abandoned Young Master in the Nine Heavens of the World Abandoned the Young Dazhou Royal Family, the God-making general, killed the Godseal Throne at night, and asked the Demon King of the World Proud Nine Heavens to abandon the Young Dazhou Royal Family.

Wang Lin was silent for a long time, but he did not take out the soul of this person, although this soul would become a superior devil if it was sacrificed. He did not expect that even in the Teng family, there are such loving and righteous people, but this person must die, because he should not be born in the Teng family!

A hundred miles away, the meteor fell to the ground, and Tengsan had no scars on his body.

In his hand, the flying sword named Mourning Rhyme, after flashing its last light, broke inch by inch...

Fuji family city.

Teng Huayuan was on the top floor of the ancestral house, staring blankly at the row of jade slips in front of him. There were nine jade slips in total, of which five were broken. Just as Teng Huayuan was watching, the jade slip representing Teng San, With a "click" sound, one shattered into two.

Teng Huayuan trembled, his figure suddenly aged a lot, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched the broken jade slips one by one, and finally stopped on Teng San Jade slip, in his eyes I shed tears that I have never seen in four hundred years.

"Hai'er..." Teng Huayuan murmured.

Fujikai is Fujisan's real name.

The nine core members of the Teng family, while inheriting their respective titles, will leave a trace of their souls in the specially made jade slips in the ancestral house. In just two days, these jade slips will be shattered one by one, and each piece will be broken. , Teng Huayuan's heart will be stinged.

Especially Teng Wu, he was almost Teng Huayuan who witnessed the death process himself. This feeling of being ten feet away, but so close to the horizon, even Teng Huayuan's heart as hard as iron could not help but hurt.

Teng Wu, aside from Teng Yi, is the most similar person to Teng Li back then in terms of appearance, and it is precisely because of this that he is very much loved by Teng Huayuan.

Teng Jiu, a bitter childhood, caused his distorted character, it is precisely because of this that he embarked on an extreme path of cultivation and overdrawn his life. Teng Huayuan has already prepared a top-quality medicinal pill for him, but unfortunately, this medicinal pill is no longer available.

Tenghachi, Teng6, and Tengsi also have status in Teng Huayuan's mind, but compared to them, Tengsan's weight is the heaviest.

Teng San and Teng Huayuan once thought it was a shame for the entire Teng family. As core disciples, they did not seek cultivation, but fell in love with a mortal woman. For this reason, he forcibly intervened, broke up the two, and let the ruthless years take away that woman's life.

Teng Huayuan knew that Fuji San, hated him!

However, this does not affect Teng Huayuan's love for Teng San, an alternative clan of the Teng family. Even, he has some vague remorse in his heart for what happened back then, but this regret has no roots anymore, because Teng San Already, dead!