Vol 4 Chapter 211: Son of God of War

The sky was still dark, and a meteor suddenly fell from the western sky. Chu Yu stood up from the stump and stared at the West.
"You, come over." He didn't turn his head and shouted in a low voice.
The Chu and the cold cliffs have been soaked in sweat, and when they heard the shouts, they jumped out and walked over. Chu Jingtian wiped the sweat on his face while whispering the cold cliffs while doing routine business. The cold cliff did not say a word, and his eyes glanced. This place, he is right. In just one and a half months, he felt that he had made great progress. Although Chu Yu is a sword god, it does not only teach the sword. Chu Jingtian practiced the combination of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and the mighty "Sword God", and he... Chu Yu told him that he did not need to move, but the move would kill his talent. All he needs is fast, accurate, and embarrassing. He can be fatal. If you want to hurt someone, you can hurt someone.
Although there are only three simple words, he is allowed to find the direction, and he knows the heavy weight of these three words.
The two stood side by side on the side of the old man, looking at him in doubt. The old man turned his gaze and paused on the cold cliff face and said: "The old friend is dead, sleepy... you should rest early."
"My friend?" Chu Jingtian scratched his head and wondered: "Grandfather also has a late friend? Strange, Grandpa, you have not left here, how do you know what the old friend is dead?"
The sigh of the old man seems to be sighing the impermanence of the world: "The wind is rising, dead."
The cold cliff is full of stiffness.
"Oh! Wind is rising in the sun? Ah? Wind is rising in the sun!?" The nerves of the big stunned Tian stayed for a while before suddenly reacting, subconsciously looking to the cold cliffs around. Seeing his face as usual, there is no reaction at all.
Chu Jingtian touched his nose and said in secret: "The madman is a madman. There is no decent reaction to the old man’s death... Then his old man is almost as big as my grandfather, or a friend, then my generation is not more than him. Smaller generation, not good... not good!"
"Let's go to rest, don't quarrel with me." The old man waved his hand weakly.
"The grandfather, the wind is rising in the sun... Aber, it is such a powerful person of the God of War. Who is so powerful to defeat him?" Chu Jingtian could not help but curiously asked.
If Chu Yu did not hear what he was saying, he sat down and closed his eyes, and there was no breath in his blink of an eye. This stump is where he sleeps every day. And this is also a way of his practice. Unlike the wind-fighting sun that guards the wind home, the sword that has not been exposed for more than a decade has never stopped practicing. The strength of his current strength has been high. No one knows, even he himself does not know. Because he has not really taken a serious shot for too long.
Cold Cliff also turned and left, and returned to his small grass house... The grass house was the place where Ye Wuchen and Ningxue lived before. It was still the wet ground and the hard wooden bed.
Chu Jingtian, who was boring, had to walk back to his room and lie down on a hard bed. The whole body was so refreshing that he almost flew up. When he squinted his eyes, he slept and screamed, every day. Grandpa's persecution and the desire to leave here early, he is practicing swords every day, sleeping is his greatest enjoyment.
In the middle of the night, he was doing the world outside, making friends with his friends, and Chu Jingtian, who was admired for his dreams, was awakened by urinary sensation. He opened his eyes halfway and muttered two words, grinding and standing up. Go outside.
Going out of the hut, a few steps forward, a picture suddenly appeared in front of him, his mind immediately became awake, and his eyes widened to look at that person. Through the moonlight of the moon, he saw that this person was clearly a cold cliff. At this time, he held a long wooden sign in his hand, and gently whispered something in his mouth. In the middle of the gods, he did not find the closeness of the outsiders.
Chu Jingtian’s curiosity rose and he stumbled behind a big tree and listened to what he was saying.
"...you are called God of War, and all people call you God, but after all, you are only one person. After all, there will be a day of death. When you were three years old, your parents were killed and you were on the streets. Almost starved to death. At that time, the emperor of the Dafeng Kingdom accidentally passed by, and he had a heart of sorrow, sent someone to help you bury your parents - that is, my grandparents, and gave you a full meal, so you are three years old. God swears that he will swear to repay his kindness and become the most powerful person in the world to protect his benefactor."
"At that time, the gale emperor just smiled, but later, became the of war, and became the most powerful person in the world. You took the initiative to find the wind home and vowed to protect the wind home for the rest of your life. You did it, you promised, and righteousness... ...but in this situation, only the family is weak."
Chu Jingtian never listened to Lengya once and said so many words. It was the first time that he heard that the wind had a such past, and he stayed for a while. Leng Ying also continued to confide in his own, not aware of his existence.
"At the age of forty, because you must have a gambling contract with a descendant, you have a snowy woman's 'fascination with jade', can't be cracked, only have to a poor mother who I don't know at all, so And with me. But because of me, your gambling contract lost, because you have descendants..."
"You are right, but you never look at my mother positively, and never look at me. I was ten years old, because your mother accidentally saw something that shouldn't be seen," ruthlessly Her eyes were hedgehog and forced her to leave. Since then, my resentment against you has been one day, no one knows, I am desperately practicing, just to defeat you and sigh for my mother. But I The stupid mother has never hated you, and despite your drive, there is no name to struggle to stay with you, and I hope you can change your mind..."
Cold Cliff sighed and looked at the wooden sign he had cut into himself: "I hate you very much, I hate it all the time. I hate that you are not indifferent to me, but you treat my mother like this. I always know that you So, it is not without humanity, but because you are too committed, just want to protect the windy country, do not want to have any other concerns. I am jealous of you, you will only avoid, I hit you, cut you with a knife, you I will never fight back. I stole your broken blade, you obviously found it, but you don’t know it. Although you hide it very well, from your eyes, I can feel the pain and sorrow... I I know, I always know that you didn’t treat my mother as a wife, but I used to be my son.

The cold cliff slammed down, and the heavy sigh made the knees deeply immersed in the dirt. He stretched out his hands, opened the cold ground, and buried the wooden sign with the words "Father: Wind Chaoyang" in the soil: "...even if you don't treat me as your son, you...after all, it is me. Father. Actually... you must not know, although I hate you, hate you to treat my mother like this, but why not take pride in being a father like you. Now that you are dead, you will die forever, you have no enemy in your life. Even if you die, you must die for the windy country, die for your promise, and you should have no regrets. So... my son will not avenge you, no matter who killed you, I Will not avenge you, because it will only trample on the pride that belongs to your God of War. The last thing I can do for you is to send you, because... I am your only son, the only relative..."
He is the only relative of God of War, the only one who can send him... and his mother is not the wife of his father.
"Mother's eyes have been revived. She is now in Tianlong City. She has no need to worry about food and drink. I have already understood where I should go in the future. What should I do, you should... peace of mind. Go. Your life is destined to be alone because of a promise. I hope that you will be alive for yourself, for your loved ones, and for the people around you."
Cold cliffs plucked the soil by hand, buried the wooden sign, and bowed: "I am the son of God of War, I will not lose face for God of War, my goal is to surpass you... to surpass you at all costs."
Chu Jingtian has been listening quietly there. At this moment, he began to re-understand the man of Leng Ya. He has always been cold-faced, rarely speaking, as if he has no feelings, and his whole enemy is his whole world. Now he knows that his character is formed in the indifference of family and complex hatred. It is not that he is ruthless, but that he closed his other side very early and confronted the world with indifference. He wants to be a wolf, but he is destined to be a real wolf, but a living person with feelings.
He hates his father, and in the deepest part of his heart admires the godly father, longing for the father's love, when the desire turns into disappointment, and then gradually begins to change into despair, he closes his feelings, with hatred, with his mother Far away. Today, his father died, and he finally revealed his heart to him who died. Today, it is his last time called "Father". After today, he will only appear in his memory and become his goal and reason for becoming stronger.
The cold cliff was heavily smashed three times on the ground. This was his first time beheading his father and the last time. When he got up from the ground, his eyes changed from a downturn to a cold, as usual. Suddenly, his ears moved, his side was fierce, his foot was wrong, his hand was like an eagle claw, and he grabbed the position where Chu Jingtian was hiding.
Before the thoughts drifted, he did not find Chu Jingtian. When he became a cold cliff on weekdays, he immediately noticed the slight breathing sound after the big tree.
Chu Jingtian knew that he was found, and quickly jumped out of his own, and waved his hand: "I am, I am..."
Cold Cliff’s hand did not stop, no matter who he was, he directly grabbed his throat. Chu Jingtian refers to the sword, a "wrapping" word smashes his hand, and the other hand grabs his wrist and explains at the fastest speed: "Don't, don't do it, noisy grandpa sleeps It’s not good. I know that I’m wrong with eavesdropping, but I’m not deliberate. Besides, we’re all friends, and it’s nothing to listen to it a little bit.

During this time, he certainly knows how terrible the cold cliff is, and the most important thing to do is to stabilize his emotions first.
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