Chapter 267: Thoroughly face!

The 267th chapter is completely faced!
Wrong!
Standing alone in the grave, wearing a brocade, the headband purple gold crown is Hong Yi's biological father.
Dagan imperial court Taishi, Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji!
Hong Xuan machine is well-proportioned and has no white face. It looks like jade. It looks like only three or forty years old. It is chic and calm, solid and not vain. Ordinary people seem to feel that this image is a mature and stable experience. Rich scholars and great Confucianism.
However, it fell into the eyes of Hong Yi, who is highly skilled in the art, and who is proficient in the method of observing the law, but it is another image.
Hong Xuanji stood so freely, and the cold wind blew in it. The whole body was like iron casting, and it was motionless.
This appearance seems to lead the gods of the gods of heaven and earth to the world!
The hand of Hong Xuanji is still with a magical luster, as if grasping the most terrible power in the world.
In the night wind, Hong Yi's teeth broke out in the gap of "Hong! Xuan! Machine!", the words are cut into the wind, not dissipated, but it adds a cold to the night wind. chill.
Hong Yi’s three words came out, and the world was even colder.
Behind the people. Everyone has a chill.
It even includes Zen silver yarn standing side by side with Hong Yi. Jiao Jiao also moved a little. I stayed on the body of Hong Xuan.
"Hong Yi. You are also a scholar? Didn't the ritual read it? The three classes and five often don't understand? The ethics don't understand? Why do you call my name?"
Hong Yi said three words. There is a cold and silence between heaven and earth. Everyone is silent. It seems to have been a long time. Hong Xuan machine only opened the way.
The cold wind is getting bigger and bigger. The wind demon screamed hysterically. Tear between heaven and earth. It seems to be ruining the world.
Hong Xuan’s voice was very peaceful. No pressure. There is also no murderousness. Malicious. There is no such thing as anger and other negative emotions. It’s as calm as it is to be tempted. Teach a distressed son in general. In the tone. There is a patient mood.
But the more this is the case, the vigilance of Hong Yi’s heart is getting stronger and stronger. It is also getting more and more mentioned.
In the moment when I saw Hong Xuanji, Hong Yi’s heart seemed to be stuffed with a flame and the blood was boiling! But now, he can only calmly suppress it with his own ideas.
His spirit and soul are strong enough to control all reactions of the body.
"I actually saw Hong Xuanji here. Is he waiting for me specifically? So, my every move seems to be in his grasp? Can't he?"
After calmly controlling the body's reaction, Hong Yi eyes stared at the body in front of the grave, and a thought flashed in his heart.
Although Hong Yi returned to Yujing, his heart has long been prepared to face the father of Hong Xuanji.
However, he never imagined that on his first day of returning, he had just settled down and went to the grave of his mother to sweep the tomb. He would meet Hong Xuanji at the grave.
This is both his father and the person who has been destined for his life!
It can be said that although Hung Yi is well-planned, but this evening, Hong Xuanji stood quietly standing in front of his mother's grave, waiting, but still slightly broke his preparation.
The original preparation of Hong Yi’s heart was that after arriving at Yujing City and discussing with Prince Yu, he got a lot of information about Wuwen Houfu, and then slowly came to rectify the Daluo, renovating Mrs. Zhao and personally. Facing Hong Xuanji!
But now the sudden appearance of Hong Xuanji broke the plan of his heart.
"If that's the way, face it! It's not that you die, that is, I am dead!"
The thoughts of the moment turned, and Hong Yi’s mind was completely settled down, abandoning all the shackles of the father and son, the embarrassment of morality, and the soul of the soul sublimated to a realm of
detachment
.
No mistake, it is "super-detachment."
At the moment, I made up my mind to formally face the moment of Hong Xuanji. All the shackles of Hong Yi’s soul were all accessible, and there was no stagnation. No such thing as this, Hong Yi can clearly understand his own nature and see himself. This place is "cause" and "fruit".
There is also "gongde"!
The grievances of Hong Xuanji and his mother have always been a big hurdle in his heart. This big hurdle does not bombard the past, and the repair can not be improved again!
When he stepped forward, he would speak.
"Humph!"
Just as Hung Yi was about to speak, he was cold and screamed from Hong Yi wearing a standing Zen silver gauze.
As a Taoist priest, Zen Yin yarn is naturally going to worship when Hong Yi sweeps the grave for his mother. So this time she did not enter the Qiankun bag to practice.
Hearing Hong Xuan’s words, she naturally went forward and snorted.
"Silver yarn! This is my thing, all solved by me. You will retreat these people." Hearing the sterling silver yarn, Hong Yi quickly put his hand in front of the zen silver yarn.
"Ok!"
I felt that Hong Yi had never had a resolute thought. The Zen silver yarn turned around and let the person behind him retreat. At the same time, she stepped back from the mountainside step by step.
Hong Yi knows that the strength of Hong Xuanji is unfathomable, especially it is already a martial artist! This kind of realm is very unsafe within a few thousand steps!
Even ghosts are no exception!
The zen silver yarn is now deep, but if the flesh is present, I am afraid that if I really start to move my hand, I will be shattered and I will have to reincarnate.
Wu Sheng is already very horrible, not to mention the ten times more powerful than the Wu Sheng, a hundred times the people!
Today, following the people of Hong Yi, there are big golden spiders, Shen Tiezhu, Xiao Mu, Chi Chauyang, Mr. Zhou Da, Lei Lie, etc., but at this time, these people do not speak, even the most moving big The golden spider did not speak, quietly with the exit of the zen silver yarn.
It is not that the big golden spider is not obedient, but because she sees the horror of Hong Xuanji.
Hong Xuanji looked at all of this, still standing, still, and did not feel surprised because of the feeling of Zen silver yarn, big golden spider, just quietly waiting for Hong Yi to answer his own question.
Although he is facing the people of Hong Yi, but Hong Yi does not think that this unfathomable father will not feel the breath of the golden spider, the zen silver yarn.
Hong Yi will never be a small Hong Xuan machine.
"The principle is often, that is to the people who are affectionate and righteous, a person who is ruthless and unrighteous, and what kind of arguments he often talks about!" Looking at the big dry teacher standing in front of the grave, Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji, Hong Yi shakes the spirit, eyes are shining
Sucking out of the throat.
"I only ask you, how did my mother die? Originally, I have to go to Wuwenhoufu, even to the court, and ask you personally!"
Hong Yi faced Hong Xuanji and finally spit it out!
At that time, he was called into the Zhengfu by Hong Xuanji, only dare to be loyal, that is power is not enough to support the truth in his heart! Now he has strength! You can face it directly! Speak freely!
In an instant, Hong Yi felt very incomparably happy!
"Ok!"
After hearing the words of Hong Yi, Hong Xuanji finally turned his body, and the face-to-face and Hong Yi stood, and the two gathered together for more than two hundred steps, one arrow away.
Hong Xuanji turned around and Hong Yi suddenly felt an invisible pressure. He pressed himself to the spirit of his own, and his heart squeaked and seemed to be crushed.
At the same time, Hong Xuan's "Hm", Hong Yi has a feeling of facing the thunder of the sky.
Looking at the big golden spider above the mountain, the body suddenly shocked and shook a bit.
"It seems that you know everything. Your mother is a dream ice cloud, and it is also a holy woman who is too good." Hong Xuan said after a loud voice, slowly.
There is still no change in the face of this big dry teacher. Under such a cold wind, between his words, there is no whiteness in his lips.
This kind of situation makes people feel that he is in another space.
"Yes, I know everything. Now, in front of my mother's grave, do you dare to explain it to me?" Hong Yi said coldly, the breath inside the throat in the cold night wind, turned into white fog, and then Was blown away again.
"What to explain?"
"Explain how my mother died! On that day, I went out to Wuwen Houfu. You sent Zhao Han to follow me, but I was taken by me on the spot! Forced to ask! Tell me! Is my mother harmed by Madam. Zhao? Dead! And you! Do you know this thing, and turn a deaf ear, pretend not to know!" Hong Yi voice is getting more and more fierce!
"I Hong Xuanji acted, never need to explain to anyone! What's more, you are a yellow mouth!" Hong Xuanji listened to Hong Yi's words, the eyebrows picked and picked, seemed to attack, saw the grave, but endured it. However, the sound is slightly larger, and the eyes seem to be tempered by two lightning bolts!
"But also, you talk to me like this! You still have no father and son! You are not alive!"
"Ha ha ha ha!" Hong Yi seems to have heard the world's best laughter, haha ​​laughed: "I am in Houfu, suffering from bullying, this time, where is your father? You teach Hongxi Hongkang boxing method, but forbidden me to practice martial arts! Even the books I read, I have to go outside to borrow, borrowed copying! Also, when I was in the test, you went to the scene to inspect, why should I take my test paper down? Fortunately, my teacher Li Shenguang promoted me! You killed my mother! Suppress me! Take me as a pig, raise it in Houfu! Also borrow power, interfere with the National Code! You are still a father! You don't do it. Son, I will never treat you as a father! The sages of the ancients said: Jun Shichen is the hand and foot, and the court is the confidant! Jun Shichen is a dog, and the king is a national! Jun Shichen is a grass mustard, and the court is a revenge. Junchen, father and son, husband and wife, husband and wife, father and son, so is husband and wife. You did not regard me as your son, why should I regard you as my father! Today at the mother's grave, you admit your mother! Go back and kill Mrs. Zhao! Put it on the road Kung Fu, back on the road too, and I know you do father! Let's Fucizixiao! Otherwise! "
"Is it finished?" Hong Xuan's eyebrows provoked more and more: "With the law of rites, you are just a scorpion in Houfu. It is better than Kanger, Xier, and I want to treat Kanger like Xier. Treating you to the land? It doesn't matter, it is a shame for the people of the world! Moreover, I am Hong Xuanji's sixteen sons, seven daughters! You are not many, you are a lot less! Your mother is a demon woman, a disaster Chao Gang! Trying to control the social artifacts! I still want to be trapped in unrighteousness! Moreover, she is a small group, and her status is low! I am a wife and a murderer, and I am reasonable, and I am through the law of the country! If you talk about the heavens and the earth, can you still take this reason? If you don’t win, the national community, she dreams of a small woman, I want to interfere. If you don’t recognize me as a father, then I will care about your rebelliousness. You read and talk about righteousness. What is righteousness, don't you understand? Little beast!"
Hong Xuanji is talking, all the eyes are disdain, there are still contempt!
"Okay, well said! In the mother's grave, you dare to say such a thing, good! Very good!" The anger in Hong Yi's heart was completely ignited. "Hong Xuanji! You are in a humble position! My mother is a sacred woman, and is married to you! And what are you! It is just to steal a despicable villain from the Dan Sutra! Hong Kang, Hong Xi What is the good thing? Hongkang is in Shuiyang, the fire has received 80% of the silver, making a land of fish and rice, a place of wealth, the people want to sell children to sell women! You are such a person? Also talk about the governance of the world! It is simply big joke!"
"Dayijiaguotianxia" Hongyi whispered: "There is no home, where is the country! The family can't protect it! How can it rule the country! Can it be flat?"
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Hong Xuanji took a long sigh of relief ~EbookFREE.me~ facing the grave road: "Dream ice cloud, your son is not rebellious, today you are in front of your grave, but I have no such son! Don't blame me for getting rid of this little beast."
"You want to kill me? Have you killed me?" Hung Yi heard that he knew that Hong Xuanji had already killed his heart and could not help but sneer.
"Do you think that you are leaning against the silver shark king? There are a few Taoist characters, can I not kill you?" Hong Xuanji’s eyes are still despised: "You think, you killed Cistanche, Can you be lawless?"
"Do you know that Zhao Rongrong is killing me?" Hong Yi cold and cold.
"Can you win me? But you can't think of it! Cicada will not die! After I crush the vacuum, I can help her reunite! Clean up the soul!" Hong Xuanji did not move, but between the words, The overwhelming killings shrouded the entire space.
He seems to be at random, he can manipulate the mind to grasp the space in general.
"Wu Wu Daguan, Wu Wenhui? You are a good slave! He has been burned to me by ash! Can you reunite the soul for him! And your nephew, Hong Kang? I have been controlled by my body. Between my thoughts, he will be annihilated, can you let him rise again? There is also Yan Zong of the Daluo faction, killing me at sea, has been destroyed by me and the silver yarn god, can you Let him live?"
Hong Yi was at the last minute and threw a killer!
Hear this! Hong Xuan machine's face has changed!