Reverend Insanity: Section 197: Duxiu, Yong

Fang Yuan examined the situation, and he knew that it was far from the time when Wu Wuhai appeared on the stage.

First of all, he did not thoroughly search Wu Yihai's soul, and he was not fully prepared.

Second, Wu Duxiu is not dead yet.

Wu Duxiu is not dead, Fang Yuan's identity as Wu Yihai must never show up.

Eight turns of the fairy!

Who knows what method Wu Duxiu has to screen whether "Wu Yihai" is her biological one?

In spite of this, "Mu Yihai" will lose a lot. But what Fang Yuan really needed was only the identity of "Wu Yihai".

This is his original purpose. If it was because of needless greed that made him pretend to fail, and lost this great opportunity with his own hands, it would be the least worthwhile thing, and it is time to slap yourself ten times.

Finally, all the forces on the right path are potentially dangerous, including even the martial arts.

No wind and no waves.

Wu Yong is indeed possible and motivated to deal with Wu Yihai.

If Fang Yuan appears early, he will be attacked by the forces of the Wu family.

"Speaking of which, the identity of Wu Yihai is really a bit troublesome. But fortunately, I am a rebirth. Knowing the results of the previous 500 years can help me judge the situation." >

That's it, Fang Yuan continues to do secret cultivation.

On the one hand, he conducts a continuous soul-searching against Wu Yihai, while on the other, he pays attention to external intelligence.

The state of Wu Duxiu is not as good as one day, and the whole southern Xinjiang is spreading.

And in Kitahara, the **** battle martial arts convention continues. In the absence of Liu Guanyi, Chu Du was initially overwhelmed by his pressure. But soon, things changed. Three Qizhuan Sanxian who was personally invited by Baizu Tianjun came to victory in a row, helping Chudu once, and evening with the Zhengdao Alliance.

Liu Jiaxian Liu Chang, talking everywhere, want Liu Guan to come out to fight, otherwise it is shrinking turtles, crickets and so on.

It's not just Liu Chang who is looking for Fang Yuan. There are other forces, such as the Yelu family, who will never let go of Liu Guanyi. It's a pity that Liu Guan disappeared without a trace, as if there was no such person in the Northern Plains Fairyland!

These tracing forces are depressed for the time being. In the middle of the continent, the end of many Xixian is even worse.

Reverse organization!

This underground organization created by Yingzong Xunxian has been planned by Tianting Xunxian. The Ten Ancient Schools have contributed to it, uprooted, and there is no fish that leaks the net.

Other than that. There are also well-known characters on the list of demons, and they have been pursued by the ten ancient factions, and all the **** demons have died tragically. Some demons or scattered immortals are taken into account by the ten ancient factions. Become a slave to the fairy.

One day after half a month, Wu Duxiu was in the hut again, and met Wu Yong and several elders from the Wu family.

Under the back light, Wu Duxiu's articulation has never been clearer. She said, "I have three regrets in my life."

"The first regret is that they failed to remove the seven ghosts from the fierce gorge, and only destroyed their lair."

"The second regret is that I didn't find enough to be able to do everything, and I couldn't make it all over the world."

"The third regret ..."

Speaking of which, Wu Duxiu paused.

"I haven't seen my son's legacy. Back then ... I hated his father and killed him with my own hands, but I shouldn't attribute grievance and anger to a pure child. He is innocent. I want Make up for him. But it's too late. "

In the hut, quietly, no one makes a noise.

Wu Duxiu sighed and sat up alone.

She is lying halfway in difficulty. Leaning on the bed, beckoning Wu Yong weakly.

Wu Yong knew the opportunity, immediately opened the curtain of sackcloth, took a few steps, walked to Wu Duxiu's bed, and kneeled respectfully.

Wu Duxiu looked at his eldest son. For a long time, she laughed softly: "Yong'er, you are very good, you haven't let your mother down."

Wu Yong trembled, raised his head, his eyes were already red, and tears were falling down.

At this moment, he expresses his true feelings. The old man in front of him is his biological mother after all!

"I'll give you the Wu family, so rest assured." Wu Duxiu continued.

"Mother." Wu Yong opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and his tears were streaming down.

Wu Duxiu continued: "Since the child in Yihai can't keep up with the last side, it's dead. I'll give you all these fairy goddesses. You also practice the wind, and I hope you can cherish it and carry it forward."

"Mother, my son doesn't want my mother's fairy, my son just wants you to continue to live!" Wu Yong sobbed and sobbed.

"Stupid child, who can't die? Even as strong as a fairy and a demon, it's like a superstar falling. Eternal life is just a fool's fantasy."

While talking, one of Wu Duxiu's immortals flew out of her immortality and fell on Wu Yong's body.

The elders of Wu Jia Tai, on the other side of the curtain, silently witness all this.

The transfers went smoothly.

The breath of Xianyu has been hidden in Wu Yong one after another.

Wu Duxiu looked out the window.

The sun is shining brightly through the small window.

Wu Jian, Wu Duxiu seemed to see a figure in the sun.

The figure is not her father or mother, nor a man she once loved in her life, but herself.

The young self, the girl who smiles as bright as the sun.

Wu Duxiu.

Wu Duxiu.

"Hehe." Wu Duxiu said his name twice in silence, and then laughed softly.

Her body began to shine with light, and from the decaying skinny body, countless white fluorescent lights flew out.

The fluorescent dots are her final dissipation of flesh and soul.

A moment later, there was no one on the bed, and the legendary figure who once had a reputation of eight revolutions and immortal martial arts, shrouded his influence in the southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, and finally disappeared in the world at this moment.

There is no body left, and the soul is also naked.

"Elder Elder!"

Beyond the curtain, the elders of the Wu family wailed.

Crying filled this ownerless cabin.

Much sorrow was released in the cry.

Wu Yong wept silently. He knelt on the ground, bowed his head, like a stone statue, and did not move.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head. He no longer shed tears. His complexion was iron-like.

He stood up.

Then he looked through the curtain. I saw the elders of the martial arts who were spreading on the ground, suffering and flowing without any trace of dignity.

"You guys, let me endure the sorrow for the time being. The mother has gone. And we will continue to cover the glory of the Wu family on the land of the southern Xinjiang!" Wu Yong's light tone revealed an unusual sight Magnificent.

The elders gradually stopped crying.

Wu Yong opened the curtain and walked out slowly.

The elders have stood up and realized something.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn. I saw that these elders of Xunxian bowed together to Wu Yong, and said in unison: "I'll see the elders too!"

One generation of legendary Wu Duxiu died. As her biological son, Wu Yong, who was also transferred to the eighth school, became the new elder of the Wu family.

After the news formally came out from the Wu family, it spread across the entire southern Xinjiang Nianxianjie at lightning speed!

Southern Xinjiang is turbulent.

Wu Duxiu finally went, letting a lot of Wuxian and forces be relieved.

The Wu family originally had two eight-turned magpies, but now there is only one. Can it continue to be in the position of leader of the right path?

It seems that there are a lot of practice resources under Wujia's control.

As soon as Wu Duxiu left, only the mediocre was left unsatisfactory, and Wu Yong was inadequate. Can he lead the martial arts and keep it glorious?

Not only are the immortals outside the Wu family, their minds are broadened, just like inside the Wu family, there are also many members, who are somewhat skeptical of the newly appointed elder elder.

There are also rumors that Wu Yong set ambush and killed his half-brother Wu Yihai. At this moment, it was spreading everywhere, violently, as if it were boiling water. Grunting bubbles.

Qingyang Mountain.

Qiao ’s base camp is located here.

The two magpies of the Qiao family stand on top of the mountain, looking at the direction of the Wu family.

In the eyes of the two immortals, the sea of ​​clouds is heavy, the mountain wind blows on the face, and the sleeves are blown up.

The elder Qiao of the Qiao family sighed, "Wu Duxiu is dead, Wu Yong has just come to power. He has won the reputation of his brother to win treasure. Oh, this is our Qiao family's opportunity. Anyone. I believe that our Qiao family is a running dog of the Wu family, in fact this is just the way of survival of our Qiao family. The turbulence of the Wu family is just a good opportunity for us to take a shot. Compared with other families, our generation and the Wu family marry and are quite justified!

"Wu Yong looks ordinary, but I always think he is not that simple. Even if he is not enough, he is an eight-turned scorpion." Another scorpion began.

The appearance of her 28-year-old, wearing an emerald dress, can't hide her sloppy figure. Her skin was as delicate as snow, and her eyes were covered with thick eyelashes, as if clear water.

She is the pride of the Qiao family, the rising genius, the hope of the future, and also one of the three immortals of South Xinjiang, Qiao Si Liu.

The elder Qiao's elder brother smiled, "Liuer, this is why I asked you to talk. We will continue to marry the Wu family."

Joss Liu Jiao shuddered: "I see, I'm willing to contribute my own strength to the family."

"Very well, the family has not cultivated you in vain."

"It's just that if I marry Wu Yong, I'm afraid I can't eat each other. He is now eight-turned Zhuxian, and he has more power over the martial arts ..." Qiao Liu will hesitate.

"Not marrying him." The elder Qiao laughed.

"Who else can that be?" Joss Willow wondered.

"Wu Yihai."

"Wu Yihai?"

"Yes, a few days ago, he has come to the door."

After seven days.

The Wu family held a huge funeral on Fengshen Mountain.

The major Zhengdao forces, as well as the famous Sanxian powerfuls, and even a few Modaoxian immortals, were invited to come and observe the ceremony.

Under the eyes of all, Wu Yong suddenly broke out: "Left and right, take me this family traitor!"

"What ?!" The virtual camel was frightened and wanted to resist, it was too late.

"Master, what are you doing ?! I'm your most loyal and loyal slave!" The virtual camel screamed exhaustedly.

"Oh." Wu Yong sneered, pointing at the virtual camel, reprimanding, "What a loyal slave, virtual camel! I trust you so much, but you have framed me for injustice and secretly let out my brother The route information attracted countless robbers to ambush. Unfortunately, my brother, I have n’t seen him before, and I have been killed by your insidious gangsters, sinisters! ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yong sighed and burst into tears.

Xu camel stared blankly.

The shock in his heart is difficult to express in words.

He still wanted to quibble, but Wu Yong immediately threw out a lot of evidence!

The evidence is as solid as iron.

The virtual camel is indistinguishable, so he understands that Wu Yong already knew his true identity, but he didn't press it and waited until today!

Wu Yong used him to eradicate his younger brother Wu Yihai and successfully obtained all his legacy. He became the elder of the Wu family, and today he will wipe out all the rumors and rumors directed against him.

The virtual camel is the **** he sacrificed.

"Today, I will win everything!" Wu Yong laughed in his heart, pointing a virtual camel on the surface, commanding left and right, "Take him down!"

The righteous representatives of all parties are disturbed, and even the magical and Sanxian faces have different colors.

Wu Yong glanced around for a week, broad-minded.

I was about to speak, and the elder of Qiao ’s family was listed: “Congratulations to Lord Wu Yong. Your brother Wu Yihai was not dead. Not only did he not die, he was still at my Qiao ’s. Come here with help. "

"What?" (To be continued.)