Chapter 1514: Her father

All around was caught in the silence of death. When everyone looked at Jingyue, they almost became ugly, and their hearts could not help but tremble. They swallowed and looked at Jing. The pace of the month continues.
"You...what do you want to do..." Yan Chen looked at the closeness of Jingyue step by step, suddenly filled with horror in his eyes, watching Jingyue’s eyes with a thick, long trembling color, because of the dust The feet can't run, and when I see the closeness of Jingyue, Yan Chen can only move her body backwards a little bit.
"What?" Jing Yue stood in front of Yan Chen, so he looked down at Yan Chen, and there was a strong murder in the golden eyes.
"I told you at the beginning that you are alive in the saints." Jing Yue said that he slowly circulated behind Yan Chen's faint mouth and continued to say: "The killing of the father, the hard dust is not that you thought I forgot. ?"
"I said that there will be a will kill the saints, kill your head and revenge for my father!" Jing Yue slowly stood in front of Yan Chen, looking down at the dust, The petite body blocked the light, and the shadow shrouded the dust.
"Strictly dust, are you ready to die yet?" Jingyue’s initial words fell, and Yan Chen suddenly looked up toward Jingyue. What he saw was the big knife that was lifted under the light. A broad knife with a cold glow.
"No... Hey!" Yan Chen opened his mouth to speak, but the words between the mouths came to an abrupt end. Jing Yue’s clean and neat hands fell off his knife, and he cut down the head of Yan Chen’s head, and the red blood splashed. , splashed on the cheek of Jing Yue.
"Dangdang!" Jingyue casually threw the hand in the hand on the altar. This clear sound rang, and all the people who were in a sluggish state were awakened. Looking at the eyes of Jingyue Full of fear.
"Father...the daughter finally took a light hand to avenge you." Jing Yue stood on the edge of the altar step by step, slowly took out a small jade bottle from his arms, and he was cremated in the beginning. At the time of the exhibition, Jing Yue used this porcelain bottle to hold a small can of ashes.
For a long time, Jing Yue always brought this porcelain bottle to his body.
Jing Yue slowly lowered his head, opened the porcelain bottle in his hand, looked up at the sky, and slowly reached out and handed the ashes in the porcelain bottle to the land of the saints. A breeze blew through the eyes. There was a lot of heat in it.
"Hey, my daughter avenged you, and personally cut down the head of the person who hurts you, and avenge you!" Jing Yue said softly: "My daughter is not filial, and today I finally avenged my sorrow. When I go back, I will Standing on the tablet!"
"Wang Hao can rest in the Jiuquan, if there is an afterlife... The child will still be a daughter of the moon." A drop of tears flowed out of Jingyue’s eyes, and what I thought in my mind was about the exhibition. .
From knowing the resentment of Jingzhan to his father, from the distress of knowing what Jingzhan did for himself, and then to convince himself to recognize the ancestors, it was her father.
It’s her father who came here for the second time, the only father!
God is cruel. When she has not been able to enjoy this fatherly love, she has not been able to filial piety for her father, so she let her father leave her.