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And everyone's eyes also looked towards Duanmu Lonely City, Duanmu Lonely City was even more nervous and excitedly shouted: "What to see, don't listen to this old thing's nonsense, I'm not a big villain at all, I've never been to Tianzun Pavilion, who Zixinyi is, I don't know at all! I'm the owner of Sword Mountain Villa, I've never heard of Xu Zheng!"

But the fourth uncle shook his head, and he said to the Daoist: "The predecessor, the owner of Duanmu Zhuang is indeed not the big villain, but he fell for the spell of the big villain, so that he has forgotten the past since then. And this spell, I'm afraid that only a senior present can solve it, of course, once the spell is solved, a senior will naturally know who this big villain is!"

A Daoist glanced at the fourth uncle inexplicably, and did not find any flaws in the lies in the eyes of the fourth uncle, so a Daoist came to Duanmu Gucheng's side in an instant, raised his wrist, and checked his pulse for him.

"This is!" Suddenly, a Daoist glanced at the fourth uncle in surprise, and then looked at Duanmu Gucheng, and couldn't help frowning, "You actually hit ・・・・・・"

The Daoist immediately turned around and twisted Duanmu Gucheng's two wrists, clicked on the acupuncture point in the center of the latter's back, and began to slide up above the ribs on his back with his two hands. One by one, the Daoist turned around, and on the left and right sides of Duanmu Gucheng's chest, another palm instilled true qi into the latter's body.

Dao Dao black true qi began to emanate from the top of Duanmu Lonely City's head.

The Daoist didn't stop his hand, quickly stretched out his arms, and put his two palms on the side of Duanmu Gucheng's head. The huge true qi continued to float back and forth between the two, and the black gas finally condensed into a sphere and held the palm of a Dao man, and with a squeeze of the palm, the black gas suddenly turned into nothing. And Duanmu Gucheng also spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to his knees, and half-fainted.

It wasn't until a cry of pain that Duanmu Gucheng held his head, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down his eyes, and he looked towards Zi Xiaoyun. Duanmu Gucheng's eyes were full of sadness and despair, and his low voice shouted excitedly: "Zi Xiaoyun, Zi Xiaoyun ・・・・・・ my son!"

"Boom, boom—"

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a golden thunder dragon slashed down from the sky, and everyone was frightened by the thunder. Zi Xiaoyun's whole body erupted with an astonishing aura of phantom thunder, and his heart was really at a loss, and the sound of "my son" made him cry even more.

"Xinyi, my Xinyi・・・・・・" Duanmu Gucheng looked around and stood up in confusion, "Yun'er, my child, ahhh

Duanmu Gucheng screamed in pain and fell to his knees, remembering in his mind that twenty-six years ago, his last palm hit the old wife who he once loved. "Xinyi, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you! My Yun'er, my Yun'er, it's my dad who is wrong, it's my dad who can't take care of you・・・・・・"

Hearing the former's heartbroken cry and scream, Zi Xiaoyun couldn't bear it at all, and fell to the ground all of a sudden. And Tianchen, who was standing on the side, was the same, with the two heavens of ice and fire in his heart, and knelt down directly. Duanmu Yao, who had been by Gucheng's side, also kept reading: "He is my own brother, and he is actually my own brother・・・・・・

Everyone present also began to discuss, and Zhixuan and the others began to surround Zi Xiaoyun, wanting to use all means to comfort and cheer up the latter.

At such a chaotic moment, suddenly, the fourth uncle asked a top Taoist: "Senior, now, you can tell me who that big villain is!"

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