The bone mound was high and hollowed out, like a simple house, which became a temporary hiding place for Pei Qiuming and his son.


    Pei Qiuming is the leader of the wind and thunder sect and one of the masters of Liuli island. He has been honored and wild all his life. He has been revered and supported by people. He never thought he would come to such a point. First he was teased by the time and space of Viva mountain, and then abandoned by the elders of the sect. Now he has nothing but this disheartening son.


    The already grumpy temper has become worse and worse recently.


    "Dad, drink some water." Pei Feng''s old man is out of shape. He has white hair, dry skin and a hoarse and low voice. If he didn''t have a realm to support, he might have to lie down in his bones and breathe.


    "Don''t drink! I''ve said it many times, don''t disturb my cultivation!" Pei Qiuming shook his hand and knocked over the skeleton containing water, shouting angrily.


    "Yes, yes, I''ll put it here first and drink it when I''m thirsty." Pei Feng hurriedly picked up the skull, protected the remaining water and carefully put it beside Pei Qiuming.


    "Look at your unpromising appearance. If you earn some gas, we will be reduced to the present situation?" Pei qiuminghong looked at him and scolded. The more he looked at him, the more annoyed he was: "get out! Get out!"


    "Dad, you..."


    "Who''s your father? You''re my father! Get out and don''t disturb my cultivation." Pei Qiuming angrily drank and scolded. Isn''t it special to start from scratch? What''s the big deal? I''ve been brilliant once and can still stand up in the future. I''ll let those bastards know the end of betraying me. I''ll punch them to death, kill them, kill them!


    Pei Feng looked bitter and propped up weakly. Before leaving, he didn''t forget to look back and remind: "Dad, don''t worry. Lingguo can''t be used as a meal. You... Slow down..."


    "Lao Tzu is a holy weapon, understand? It''s a holy weapon! What to do and what not to do, so I need you to remind me?"


    Pei Feng smiled bitterly: "Dad, you have to eat your meal one mouthful at a time. It''s difficult to gather spiritual power when you are five years old. I mean, it''s important to grow your body. Take care of your body first, and then slowly feel spiritual power."


    "Need your reminder? Get out!" Pei Qiuming felt even worse. He was five years old. I was five years old! He looked at his delicate skin and touched his white and hairless face. Up to now, he couldn''t accept it.


    "I mean..."


    "What is it? You have so much bullshit today. Get out!"


    "Dad..."


    "Go away!!" Pei Qiuming picked up the bones around him and threw them over.


    "Dad, I''m too old to walk. I have the strength of the territory of martial arts, but I don''t have the strength of the territory of martial arts. If I''m lucky, I can last three or five years. If there''s an accident, I might die. I already want to open up. It doesn''t matter whether I die or not, but what about you? I''m dead. Who takes care of you? You''re only five years old. Viva mountain is not outside. It''s difficult to eat and drink , I...... "Pei Feng said, red eyes, shook his head, breathed out his breath slightly, supported the bone crutch and walked out.


    Pei Qiuming was silent. He felt as if his heart was blocked by something. It was rare that he didn''t shout again and turned his back to prevent Peifeng from seeing his hazy eyes.


    "It''s no big deal."


    "Isn''t it degradation?"


    "I can start all over again, I can."


    "I have a foundation! It will take me ten years to recover my lost fifty years."


    Pei Qiuming clenched his teeth and clenched his fist.


    "Click!" a crisp crack came from behind, as if he had broken a bone.


    Pei Qiuming cleaned up his mood and deliberately said, "Why are you back? Go out and stay. Don''t disturb my cultivation."


    "Dad..." Pei Feng''s voice trembled.


    "Say! Don''t be so lazy. Is it a man?"


    "You... You look back..."


    "What''s the matter?"


    "Look back."


    "Can''t I save snacks..." Pei Qiuming just turned his head and his expression stiffened on his face.


    A group of strange men and women came in from the outside. The man in front pinched Peifeng''s back neck and smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth. "Master Pei, nice to meet you."


    This is a tall, strong and majestic man, with red fruit on his upper body, showing bronze skin, and strong muscle lines with amazing explosive power. His facial features are clear and deep, unforgettable. His long fluffy hair is scattered at will, wild and uninhibited, wild and evil.


    "Who are you?" Pei Qiuming stood up. Although he was young, his momentum was not weak. His deep eyes bypassed the man and looked behind him. Unexpectedly, he saw an acquaintance, an old woman with gray hair and blood stained clothes. She had broken her arms.


    This is the female elder of Fenglei gate, the realm of wuchongtian. It is she who replaced Pei Qiuming and became the new leader of their team. Unexpectedly, half a month later, she was reduced to this situation. She not only broke her arms, but also was dragged in like an old dog.


    Facing Pei Qiuming''s suddenly cold eyes, the old woman dodged and dared not look at each other.


    "You don''t care who I am. I''m here to get things." the man stepped on the broken bones and walked to Pei Qiuming. He looked at him condescending, smiled and shook his head. It''s really miserable. The head of the noble wind and thunder sect, the supreme holy weapon, was so powerful that he turned into a child and lost all his realm. If it were someone else, I''m afraid it would be crazy not to commit suicide. In contrast, I''m still very lucky. At least I have the realm of Diwu Liuchong heaven.


    "Let Pei Feng go first." Pei Qiuming confronts with his head up.


    The man pinched Pei Feng''s neck and held it up in the air: "I heard this is your son? Ha ha, it''s really good luck."


    "Er... Um..." Pei Feng''s eyes were pinched and his feet were weak.


    Pei Feng shouted, "let him go. I''ll give you whatever you want."


    "I want your life, will you?"


    Pei Qiuming struggled and bit his teeth: "here!"


    "That''s good. Long live mountain is rare to see some human feelings." the man shook his hand and threw Peifeng on the ground.


    Pei Feng coughed violently, struggled, jumped in front of Pei Qiuming, stopped the man, and shouted in a panic: "don''t hurt him. He''s pathetic enough. He doesn''t even have quench spirit realm. He used to be the sect leader. He''s a holy weapon. Please, come to me if you have anything. I''ll pick him up for him."


    Pei Qiuming had a cramp in his heart and shouted, "go away! Look at your worthless appearance. Shaote is ashamed in front of me. Go away! Get out!"


    "Dad..."


    "I let you go! Go away." Pei Qiuming stared at him and winked a little.


    Man hehe sneered: "don''t argue, none of you can live. But can you die quickly? It depends on your performance."


    The old woman was pushed to the front, staggered and knelt on the ground. Her face was pale and she whispered weakly, "door master..."


    "Shut up! Do you know I''m the sect leader?" Pei Qiuming shouted with red eyes.


    The old woman smiled sadly: "sect leader, others... Are dead..."


    "Death deserves more! If it falls on my hand, you will die even worse." Pei Qiuming said with hatred, but he felt a pain in his heart. Dead? Are they all dead? No matter how betrayed and how bastard they are, they are the people he once trusted and relied on. They guard Fenglei gate and fight against jinyangzong and other strong enemies together. Even if it is to be punished, it should be him, not anyone else.


    "Well said, those who betray deserve to die." the man snapped his fingers. The man behind the old woman suddenly raised his big knife and cut it off in the air.


    Pooh!


    The blood flower dyed the white bone red and spewed out a long trace. A strong smell of blood filled the simple bone mound.


    The old woman didn''t resist. She let the knife fall and endured such a long torture. The death at this moment was more like liberation for her. However, when the man behind her picked up the knife and fell, the old woman was looking at Pei Qiuming and opened her mouth, as if to say sorry or want to say something else, but... She didn''t say it after all.


    Pei Qiuming''s expression was fierce, but his eyes obviously shook, biting his teeth, and green veins appeared on his cheeks.