Chapter 3727: Father and son are different (plus 11)

The path of God, the emperor territory of the Eastern Desolation.
The cities are located, and the stars are in the sky.
At this moment, above the Eastern Desolate Emperor Territory, a divine rainbow suddenly fell and fell into the ground.
Everything is destroyed, the earth splits, and a dark torture platform sits on the sinking earth.
Around, a creature uttered a roar like a beast.
At this moment, Qin Hao's facial muscles and veins are bulging, and the flowing inside seems like endless dark power.
Among his seven orifices, there is constantly rolling black mist gushing out, like the most hated demon in the world, if he comes out of this torture platform, he will slaughter everything.
In the Eastern Desolate Emperor Territory, countless creatures raised their eyes, they looked at the sky above the sky, and the terrifying Dao Gods were intertwined.
More than twenty ancient emperors are all doing it to put a ban on this Eastern Desolate Emperor Territory.
More than that, in the imperial territory of all things, the imperial territory of the nine extremes, and above the desolate ancient realm, countless creatures came to the eastern desolate imperial territory like a torrential rain.
"Go!"
"Punish a dark creature, if you can kill this dark creature, you will get a great reward!"
"Then Qin Changqing was there, killing him will be passed on to the ancient emperor!"
"Avenge for the goddess..."
The line of Shinto, Huanggu Supreme, Tonggu Tianzun, at this moment, are all heading to the torture platform.
Among them, there is also the line of Shinto, the descendants of the three ancient emperors.
At this moment, in front of the torture platform, on the surrounding barren and cracked soil, the space cracked, and he walked out of it.
He looked at Qin Hao above the execution platform, his eyes calm, above, the ancient emperor's restraint had not been completely laid down, it would take a while.
On the execution platform, Qin Hao was almost unrecognizable Qin Xuan, and his mind was almost completely swallowed by the power of darkness.
After all, he has never had the state of mind that Qin Xuan has experienced endless years. In comparison, Qin Hao has only lived for tens of thousands of years now.
From China to the present, his mood cannot be as consistent as his Qin Changqing.
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hao as he stepped forward.
In his eyes like a night sky, Qin Hao's figure like a madman was reflected in the reflection.
Father and son are different!
Qin Hao has always acted differently from his Qin Changqing.
Even Qin Xuan understood that Qin Hao's heart had always been grudged.
When he was born, Qin Xuan was already the Qing Emperor of China, aloof.
He can enjoy the glory and wealth of this world, but he has never gone before, in the Chinese Qin Family, he is also forbearing in every possible way.
But even so, he Qin Hao is still incompatible with the descendants of the Qin family.
Because his father is Qin Xuan, the Emperor of China, and Qin Changqing.
There are many things in China, although Qin Hao did not violate his intention in the end, but he still did not agree with his father's way.
Qin Xuan took one step again, every step he undertook, but it seemed to be extremely heavy.
He thought of the realm of cultivation, Qin Hao first passed the law of the jungle, and Qin Yan'er was injured, which made him completely awakened.
After losing his naivety, there was only tenacity that kept him still struggling in this strange sky of stars.
In the end, it was his Qin Changqing who appeared, like a mountain, in front of Qin Hao, clearing away all disasters.
Qin Xuan still remembered that Qin Hao's anger, the kind of compassion that was the opposite of his indifference and ruthlessness.
In the long course of time, Qin Xuan occasionally thought of Qin Hao.
He is also thinking about himself. As a father, he is like a mountain, helping Qin Hao and Qin Qinglan to sweep through the storm.
But is it like a big mountain, so that Qin Hao and Qin Qinglan can't breathe.
Even though Qin Hao didn't say anything, Qin Xuan knew that Qin Hao had never inherited his decisive killing, never inherited his indifference, but inherited his pride.
For example, in the fairy world, he was never willing to call himself the son of Emperor Qing, the son of Emperor Changsheng, and the son of Qin Zu.
He should be Qin Hao and Haotian!
In the long river of years, Qin Xuan's mind fell into chaos, but when he was on the verge of awakening, he saw a lot.
Seeing Qin Hao's hard work, and seeing the kind of loneliness Qin Hao was unable to help when he was killing the Quartet.
When I saw Qin Hao, who was dubbed him Qin Changqing, the slight dislike and unhappy expression on his expression.
These were things that Qin Changqing had never seen before, but his memory was still fresh when his consciousness was at its most chaotic.
Going to the heavens, he wanted to make Qin Hao return to the Immortal City of Longevity in the Primordial Realm. In the end, Qin Hao violated him.
Qin Xuan didn't blame it, but at that moment, he understood instead.
Although Qin Hao was his son, his greatest disaster was his father who was in awe and could not give up and could not struggle.
Throughout his life, he wanted to surpass, he wanted to prove, he wanted to get rid of... but he couldn't do it all his life.
This is also the reason why Qin Xuan did not insist on letting Qin Hao return to the Immortal City of Longevity in the real understanding of the ancient times.
He walked alone on the main road. He had always taught Qin Hao this way, but Qin Hao's main road was not as good as Qin Changqing alone.
It's ridiculous to say that, in the immortal world, I don't know how many people are also envious of Qin Hao, but Qin Hao is in this envious place, breathing hard.
How can people's hearts be complex?
Suddenly, a force of darkness passed over Qin Xuan's body, and Qin Hao roared in his mouth. He noticed Qin Xuan, his body was constantly trembling, and the dark blood flowed along his bones and flesh was constantly flowing. Out, dripping on the execution platform.
It's a pity that if he is only half a step away from the ancient power, how can he be able to match this torture platform cast in the ancient realm?
Even if it is blessed with the power of darkness, without knowing the pain, it is impossible to contend with this torture platform.
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hao, his lips moved, but in the end, he suppressed it.
He is not Qin Hao, and Qin Hao is neither him.
Compassion is wrong, goodness is wrong, it is Qin Hao's innate pride, who does not agree with Qin Changqing's way of wrong! ?
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hao, right or wrong is the most ridiculous thing in this world.
But if you really want to talk about right and wrong, Qin Hao is like this now, and the fault is not Qin Hao.
The escape from prison was for him, Qin Changqing, as well as the line of Shinto!
Qin Hao, never provoke God's way!
He has been cultivating hard, in just a few thousand years, he has cultivated to a half-decade.
In the immortal realm, he also worked step by step, the world only saw his Qin Changqing's catastrophe, whoever saw Haotian, who knew Haotian.
Jiu Youyan may know, but she may not be able to fully understand it.
Just like Jun Wushuang and others sometimes didn't understand him.
In the end it is two hearts. It is a blessing to be able to communicate one or two things. If everything can be understood, then it is true greed.
The one in front of him was almost insane, and had lost all sane creatures. Originally, he just wanted to rely on his own strength and resources to go through hardships and become immortal.
But his father is like a mountain, so he can't breathe.
His father is like a sky dome, a little bit of wind and cloud changes, the intrusion of wind and rain makes him unable to resist.
The most important thing is that it is true for him, Qin Hao, to respect his father, to respect and love is true, but it is also true to want to escape, to escape, to escape.
Qin Xuan had already reached the execution platform, and Qin Hao was right in front of him.
"Don't blame the father!"
He finally spoke, with one hand gently raised, and gently dropped onto Qin Hao's head.
"Your father, Qin Changqing..."
"Walking all the way to this point is bound to be self-contained!"
Qin Xuan smiled slightly, and put his palm on Qin Hao's head.
In an instant, the world was silent.
His son is like a demon, in white clothes like a fairy, with a smile.
Haoer, you have no other way, as a father, so why not?