Chapter 1008： Goodbye father

As soon as Feng Yixiu pushed open the door of hell, he saw a familiar back, the tall figure in memory.

He had imagined the situation of meeting his father again and again, but he did not expect to see his father again after the gate of hell.

Although knowing that this may not be the entity of the father, maybe it is just a residual idea like the first Holy Spirit King, but this is enough...

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

He quietly looked at his father's majestic back, his eyes could not help but become a little wet, a complex emotion flooded his heart, with three points of shock, three points of curiosity, and three points of excitement.

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

I vaguely remember my time growing up in a children's welfare home. When I saw other students picking up and dropping off with their parents, I said it was impossible not to envy them.

However, this kind of emotion became much better after meeting Shen Ruyu. The two began a life of mutual dependence, and the soul finally had some sustenance. They adapted to this independent life for a long time in the past.

Although this experience has allowed him to grow rapidly, the 19-year-old is far more mature and stable than his peers. This is what he has suffered through these years to achieve his present.

"Boy, do you hate me?" Feng Qianjue didn't look back, and there was a choking voice in his voice.

"To be honest, I hated it at first, but now I don't hate it anymore." Feng Yixiu responded blankly.

"You hate me and I don't blame you. After all, I really abandoned you and made you an orphan without help." Feng Qianjue said in a deep voice.

"You must have been bitter right then?" Feng Yixiu looked at his father's back expectantly. How much did he hope that his father would not actively abandon himself.

But Feng Qianjue's response was that he was completely disappointed. I saw that he shook his head and said lightly: "I did have some hardships, but it is not impossible to take you around, but I don't. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Feng Yixiu frowned.

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

Hearing the words, Feng Yixiu's pupils contracted suddenly, his eyes glaring round.

This news is like Wu Lei's claustrophobia, and generally Feng Fengxiu's outer Jiao Linnen, is he not Feng Fengjue's biological son?

Suddenly a feeling of mixed tastes flooded into my heart. The father I missed was not my own father. There was nothing more to lose myself than this.

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

"That mother is not my biological mother?" Feng Yixiu tried to calm down his mood as much as possible, but the voice still shivered.

"That's natural..." Feng Qianjue nodded and said in a deep voice: "But although you are not my biological son, but I have treated you as my biological son over the years, if not for your special status, I I really hope I can raise you up."

After Feng Yixiu remained silent for a long time, he asked: "Who are my biological parents?"

"Your biological parents are no longer in this world, and I can't tell you now, it's not good for you..." Feng Qianjue said in a deep voice.

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

Since it is no longer in this world, there is no need to ask the end, and Zeng Zeng is sad...

"Hehe..." Feng Yixiu smiled bitterly, his expression became lonely, and said softly: "So I am really an orphan..."

I originally thought I had parents, but I just abandoned myself because of hardship, but now it seems that I am an orphan.

Even the parent who raised him is not his own biological parent, he hopes that Feng Qianjue even deceives himself...

Seeing that Feng Yixiu was very lonely, Feng Qianjue gently put his 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 to Call me father?"

Feng Yixiu slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Qianjue's face in front of him. It seemed to have become a lot more vicissitudes than before. There was a conspicuous scar on the corner of the right eye, but there was no change.

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

In just a few minutes, he has suffered too much. Fortunately, his heart is strong enough to quickly accept this fact.

Feng Qianjue smiled and touched Feng Yixiu's hair for a while, his cold eyes revealed a rare tenderness, but he quickly converged his smile.

"Father, can you tell me why you are behind this gate of hell?" Feng Yixiu, who was restoring reason, remembered the question in his heart.

Feng Qianjue's face dimmed and said lightly: "I am the Lord of Hell. I am no longer the gate of Hell. Could it be in the Holy Gate?"

"Are you the Lord of Hell?" Feng Yixiu involuntarily stepped back two steps, and his face also became pale.

"If you regret pushing the door of hell, you can still exit here now, and I won't stop you." Feng Qianjue's reaction to Feng Yixiu seems to have been expected, and he didn't seem too surprised. Turned around, letting Feng Yixiu choose whether to leave.

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

As he thought about it, he walked slowly towards the gate of hell, but his heart was a time spent with his father in childhood.

Although he was still young at the time, he could feel that Feng Qianjue gave his father's love, not hypocrisy...

If you can’t believe even your own father, who else can you believe in this world?

Between thoughts, Feng Yixiu had already approached the gate of hell, but his outstretched hand was retracted in mid-air, and then turned slowly.

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

So now his heart is to trust his father who has nurtured himself for more than ten years!

After Feng Yixiu turned around, he quickly walked to Feng Qianjue and firmly said: "Father, I will not leave, I believe you!"

Feng Qianjue's corner of the mouth rose slightly, and he recovered his expressionless state after he came back, Shen said: "Boy, you made a correct decision. If you cross the gate of **** now and lose the repression of the Holy Dragon Holy Pearl After that, you will soon fall into a madness and become a machine that only knows about killing."

Hearing the words, Feng Yixiu also breathed a sigh of relief. Before that, he didn't even know that his Blue Dragon Holy Pearl had been stolen. No wonder he would be eroded by magic energy in his sleep!

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

"Father, do you mean there is a way for me to control the Chaos?" Feng Yixiu surprised.

Feng Qianjue nodded and said lightly: "Although I have a way for you to control the Chaos Demon Qi, you can only rely on your own perception."

"Sentiment? What kind of sentiment?" Feng Yixiu said curiously.

"In fact, your Chaos Sword is not yet in complete form, he is only a semi-finished product." Feng Qianjue said solemnly.

"Semi-finished products? What do you mean? I think he is quite complete, not like semi-finished products..." Feng Yi Xiu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

He kept recalling the appearance of the Chaos Magic Sword in his mind, and did not think that this magic sword was a residual sword...

Feng Qianjue smiled slightly and said lightly: "Don't you think your sword lacks a scabbard?"

"Oh!" Feng Yixiu suddenly realized that he suddenly patted his head and said loudly: "Yes! Chaos Magic Sword really has no scabbard!"

"The sword sheath hides the front, the so-called front refers to the murderous, the sword without a sheath must be murderous, this is the reason why you can't control the murderous." Feng Qianjue said in a deep voice.

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

The Chaos Magic Sword was formed inadvertently and could not be controlled by oneself, let alone let it have a scabbard, and even more clueless.

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