Zhao Gouyu's reaction was a little more obvious than his eldest son. He frowned and his eyes were dark.

He said in a deep voice: "Although the second child has lived a confused life, he has been favored by that adult in recent days and taught him the seeds with his own hands. Now he is suddenly killed, so there is naturally a reason."

Zhao Gouyu raised his head and looked at his eldest son who was neither sad nor happy on his face.

He sighed in his heart that being a descendant of the Zhao family is a good thing to be unemotional, but the slightest view of the life and death of his relatives still makes him, as a father, feel a little cold.

Removing the complex emotions in his heart, Zhao Gouyu lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Even the corpse is not buried, and he is directly asked to find out. It seems that the murderer does not mean to cover up the truth... Can you tell who took the hand?"

Zhao Xibi's mouth was full of bitterness and said slowly: "It's Lord Shangguan's killing method."

Even on the battlefield, Shangshu Ling Zhao Gouyu, who was in trouble and was surrounded by a group of monsters and beasts, could not change his face when he heard the name, but his face suddenly lost all his blood.

He suddenly stood up, shook his body hard, and opened his eyes wide and said, "Shangguan Tang? How could that second guy mess with that woman Shangguan Tang?"

Zhao Xibi shook her head and said, "My son doesn't know the reason. My father and second brother's death need to ask His Majesty for justice."

Zhao Gouyu glanced at his son coldly with his eyes squinted, and said coldly: "Justice? In that woman's eyes, there is no justice at all."

He turned around in a daze, walked to the windowsill, and spoke helplessly and sternly: "Even if she slaughtered my entire Zhao family, your Majesty wouldn't say anything, but he would still applaud in his heart, right?"

Zhao Xibi sneered: "Even if Your Majesty meets with his aunt, he will never be able to become my Zhao family's support. His heart is always towards the Ye family."

Zhao Gouyu raised his head and sighed: "That child Wan Qing is dead in vain..."

"I won't die in vain..."

Just as Zhao Gouyu sighed, an old and hoarse voice rang out from behind the father and son without any warning.

The Zhao family and his son suddenly felt a chill and looked back in shock.

An old and hunched figure slowly emerged from the wall like a phantom without substance.

The national teacher and Taoist robe are still wearing the previous black and white Taoist robe.

However, the Taoist robe that once fitted was now extremely wide because of his thin body, and was covered with empty space.

A whisk that never leaves his hands rested on his left arm.

And his right palm and wrist showed extremely ferocious and chilling wounds, and the white bones were clearly visible.

The white hair was filled with a strong sense of silence. If they hadn't known the power of this national master, they would have doubted that the person in front of them was just an old man who was about to be terminally ill.

The Zhao family and his son took a breath, their eyes fell on the hideous wound on the wrist of the national master, and they could not move them away.

It is so terrible that someone in this world can hurt this master!

Who has the courage to do this!

The master and Taoist, half-closed his eyes and said lightly: "No need to see it, this injury is done by me."

The Zhao family father and son were shocked again!

Why does the National Normal University want to harm oneself?

Why do you suddenly visit their Zhao family?

Zhao Gouyu suddenly remembered that one day twenty years ago, the National Master left the Star Gazing Tower and entered the world, and the Daoyuan Sect was destroyed.

And just today, at the important moment when the ten thousand tests were launched, the Zhao family failed to wait for that master, but waited for this national master.

The national teacher's divination skills possess supreme magical powers.

If he really wanted to investigate the Zhao family, it would be clear at a glance!

An extremely terrifying thought arose in Zhao Gouyu's heart, his face was as bright as earth, and he was extremely frightened.

Zhao Xibi obviously realized this because he recalled that the National Master actually killed a junior on that day.

The reason for his murder was that Ye Ling was not allowed to take action to treat his grandfather.

From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that this national master is definitely not a good person to their Zhao family.

The national master saw the panic in their hearts. A strange arc curled up at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Hengyun is my person. I can give you what you want from him."

The Zhao family father and son were shocked by this sentence, and the turn was too fast, and the matter was too unexpected.

The existence of that adult man, he thought it was just a secret between the Zhao family and him.

The surprise and power that the seed brought to their Zhao family was enough to make them have delusions and aspirations to overturn a great power.

They never thought that all of this was actually the secret operation of the National Normal University behind the scenes.

Zhao Gouyu did not hesitate at all, and his expression was supreme respect on his face and knelt down directly!

After kneeling down, he did not look at him and kneeled at the feet of the national teacher and Taoist in an absolutely surrendered manner.

Zhao Xibi was shocked and immediately understood what he was about to face.

Uncontrollably took a deep breath, then learned his father's actions and knelt down carefully.

The master of the national teacher said expressionlessly: "If your son dies, he will naturally have to pay his life... Shangguan Tang, I can help you solve it, and Ye Ling must die!

The plan in your mind can continue to be implemented, and Shangguan Tang can also make a big deal about killing Zhao Wanqing. Do you understand?"

Zhao Gouyu didn't dare to say anything. He was already sweating profusely behind him. He was shocked and sweating all over, but he felt more ecstasy in his heart.

Not to mention him, Zhao Gouyu, even if he uses the power of the entire Zhao family, he will not be able to avenge his son Wan Qing.

But now it’s different, with a word from the National Normal University.

He Zhao Gouyu can let go of his actions because behind their Zhao family, there is the national teacher Tianming!

Both Ye Ling and Shangguan Tang were stumbling blocks from their journey north.

If he had this ability to get rid of it, he would definitely come out and strangle it.

The master and Taoist took a few steps back, and his hunched body slowly penetrated into the wall again. He saw that his whole face seemed to sink into the water. He said lightly: "In the future, I will take over all the matters of Hengyun. I can just follow my instructions in the future."

Until the national tutor completely left, neither Zhao's father nor son dared to say a word.

They all followed one after another, then stood up and looked at Ling Tiansu who was looking back on the stage. The father and son both had cold murderous intent that was almost the same.

At this moment, they, father and son, are like two hungry tigers locked in a hungry cage. Once the murderous thoughts in their hearts are released, they will become out of control.

……………………

And now I return to the stage.

Facing the thunder sword that was enough to cross the north and south, Wu Ying showed disdain, and the scarlet sword in his hand suddenly became dark, just like this dark sky.

He said coldly: "Tiange!"

The sword in Wu Ying's hand suddenly became magnificent. The dark sword and dark eyes were almost connected into a line. The sword in his hand was crazily absorbing the power of the huge black spear above the sky.

The hilt of the Blood Song Sword reached the tip of the sword, trembling wildly in Wu Ying's pale and weak palms, as if struggling.

The buzzing and low sound of swords did not resound throughout the world, but could clearly flow into everyone's ears and shock the depths of the soul.

This is something that cannot be blocked by the strength of the sword energy of Master Xingfu Wang Yuan.

Everyone in the venue, including those standing among the four tall buildings in all directions, had their ears close and far, and the sound of the tragic war songs that were close and far away were like the sound of flies, and could not be removed.

It was clearly seen by everyone that the blood-singing sword in Wu Ying's hand did not tremble and argue, and the general trend between heaven and earth would be severely affected.

In their eyes, the dark Blood Song Sword was no longer a sword, but a dragon trapped in his palm.

The sound of the sky fell.

The sword edge of the Blood Song Sword lifts the sword opens the Ling Tiansu and controls the cold winter with their energy.

The Winter Knife was beaten a little bit, and it rubbed Wu Ying's body and turned to a point and rushed out.

As it was picked, the Winter Sword was stained with the breath of the Tiange of the Blood Song Sword.

The coldness in the knife stuck the breath to wrap it, causing the short knife to fly faster and faster!

The golden sword light was as bright as a comet, and it penetrated the strength of a sharp sword energy in the southeast without any fatigue, and a loud bang!

Ten feet, ten feet, hundred feet rushed out.
Chapter completed!