And he forced his father and mother to death, so that she always wanted to be stabbed by this thief, although he was not killed with his own hands now, but he was killed by his own son, which is more resentful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From now on, there is no villain like Duan Yifeng who can control himself, Xiu'er thought like this, and her whole body relaxed.

And Duan Zixiong was still roaring, as if more than 20 years of forbearance and pain had all poured out at once.

With the passage of time, Duan Yifeng was completely buried by the ice cube and turned into a thick ice sculpture, emitting a crystal clear luster.

The few disciples who followed Duan Zixiong in were stunned, they knew that Duan Zixiong was as vicious as Duan Yifeng, but they didn't expect that he would not even let go of his own Lao Tzu, although this Lao Tzu was already inconvenient to move.

And Zhuo Yifan was impressed by Duan Zixiong at this time, for the sake of Duan Yifeng's mouth to establish a notoriety on the rivers and lakes and make others afraid, Duan Zixiong really listened to his advice and ended his life with his own hands.

Duan Zixiong looked at Duan Yifeng's ice sculpture covered with thick ice cubes, and knew that his father, who was terrified, had already lost his breath, but he was still looking at it in a daze, as if he didn't have any consciousness.

At this moment, Old Madam Duan walked in from outside.

"Xiong'er, you came to see your father again, I said that your father-son relationship is still there, how can you break it off. Old Madam Duan said happily, "Master, you should rest assured now, Xiong'er still cares about you very much." ”

Old Madam Duan took Duan Zixiong's hand, and then walked towards Duan Yifeng's bedside.

When she saw Duan Yifeng turn into an ice sculpture lying on the bed, Old Madam Duan's face trembled in shock, her body also twitched, and then she didn't breathe and fell to the ground.

Duan Zixiong was still stunned, and there was no reaction.

Xiu'er rushed up and helped Mrs. Duan up, but when she saw that she was motionless, she tried her snort and found that she was out of breath.

"Young master, the old lady is dead. Xiu'er shouted to Duan Zixiong.

Such a piercing voice woke Duan Zixiong up.

He shook Old Madam Duan's body like crazy, and said with an anxious face: "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Come on, hurry up and call the doctor!"

Just let Duan Zixiong shake, Old Madam Duan didn't make any movement.

When the doctor came to inspect it, he shook his head at Duan Zixiong.

"Mother, you don't want to die! You die, what should the male do?" and then burst into tears.

And Xiu'er also cried at this time, after all, the best for her in the West Harrier Iceberg was the old lady.

After crying for a long time, Duan Zixiong stopped crying and said, "Hurry up and prepare for my father's funeral, everything must be the best!"

The few disciples who followed in were already frightened and hurriedly returned to their lives.

Seeing that a few people were going out to prepare, Duan Zixiong turned around and said to Zhuo Yifan with compassion: "Okay, my father is dead, and your grandfather's revenge has also been avenged, and by the way, my mother was also hooked up, now you can talk about it." I can tell you, if you dare to fool me, I will definitely cut your flesh one by one, as my father said, and kill you little by little!"

Both father and mother are dead, Duan Zixiong's grief is fleeting, this is greatly unexpected by Zhuo Yifan, isn't his heart flesh long? Even if he hates Duan Yifeng again, then he should be very sad about the death of Old Madam Duan, how can he say that it can be stopped if the pain can be stopped?

looked at Duan Zixiong's vicious face, like Duan Yifeng's vicious face.

"I said I would say it, of course I had to say it. Zhuo Yifan said.

"Then don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it quickly!" Duan Zixiong said.

So Zhuo Yifan said all the materials used to cast the blood-drinking sword, that is, the falling flying meteorite, the Nine Dragons blood-sucking Zen staff of Bodhi Temple, and the ancestral sword-casting process of Zhuo Jian Villa, which was smelted with the help of Shennong Ding in Bashan.

As for whether the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff had been melted into the Blood-Drinking Sword, Zhuo Yifan was not sure. Because it was the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff that melted first, there was nothing left in Shennong Ding after it was melted. The flying meteorite that was smelted later, and used it to make a blood-drinking sword.

However, Zhuo Yifan was inclined to think that the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff was melted into the Blood-Drinking Sword, otherwise, it would be impossible for a dragon-shaped monster to fly out of the Blood-Drinking Sword, and that monster was very similar to the boss prisoner cow in the legend of the Nine Sons of the Dragon.

That flying meteorite had just fallen from the sky for more than a hundred years, so the energy was huge, and the power of the blood-drinking sword was naturally endless, but Zhuo Yifan once had a nightmare, in which a one-eyed man said, "The flying meteorite, the heavens, the gods, the evil and the good." Therefore, it is likely that the flying meteorite will change depending on whether the user's virtue is evil or good.

"Haha, are you saying that the flying meteorite will also change according to the person who uses it, and the evil person will release the evil energy when it is used, and the decent person will use it to be the decent energy?"

Just died of his father, Duan Zixiong was able to laugh, it was indeed quite evil, Zhuo Yifan was extremely surprised. However, he knows the situation he is facing, and it is difficult to say whether he can escape the catastrophe, but he will try his best to fight for it.

"According to the one-eyed man in the dream, it is true, so be careful with this blood-drinking sword in your hand. Zhuo Yifan replied.

Duan Zixiong's face was full of disdain, and said: "You really know how to dream, and you are a one-eyed person?

"What I said is true, and that nightmare is true. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your business, don't you say it, if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it. Zhuo Yifan said.

Duan Zixiong stroked the blood-drinking sword in his hand, and kept rubbing the shape of the flying meteorite at the hilt of the sword, as if to find out if it was really as evil as Zhuo Yifan said.

"You said there really is a blood-sucking Nine Dragons in this scabbard?" Duan Zixiong looked incredulous.

"You've seen it a few times, the prison bull on the huqin did fly out of it, I believe it's true, as for whether it's sword qi or not, it's really hard to say. Zhuo Yifan said.

"Prison cows?" Duan Zixiong repeated, "It is the head of the Nine Dragons in the legend of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, it has come out these times, do you say that the others will also come out in the future?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "I don't know this, even if I come out, maybe I won't have a chance to see them in the future." ”

"Why? Do you want to slip away?" said Duan Zixiong with a dark face.

Zhuo Yifan laughed and said, "Our Duan Sect Master is really good at telling jokes, I told you so many secrets, will you still keep me?"

Duan Zixiong's face was full of arrogance, stretched out a finger, then shook it, and said disapprehantly: "I hate people like you the most, I obviously see through it, and I deliberately pretend to know nothing." ”