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Chapter 248 Kneel down to me!(1/2)

In the wind and snow, the entire forest was covered with heavy snow, making the branches low. From time to time, snow fell down from the branches with a sound of brushing down from the branches.

In a small canyon, the mountain wall opposite was artificially flattened, like a huge tombstone.

In front of the mountain wall, there is a small grave, which is covered with snow. In the forest on the other side, the entire tree has been cut off the upper half, leaving only half of the stump. It seems to be used as a marker.

A thin man in white stood alone in front of the grave, moving slowly and busy with something.

Yun Yang approached quietly.

A crunch in my heart.

Could it be... Sister Lan already... is this person paying tribute to her? This...

The man in white was using his hands to clear the snow on the grave bit by bit, and then he used his own hands without using any mysterious energy.

He cleaned everything very carefully.

The snow was cleared out, revealing the yellowish-brown soil.

He even carefully removed the withered grass stems on it little by little, cleared out the entire grave, and formed a lonely and unique landscape in the ice and snow.

Then he stood there and remained motionless for a long time.

Yun Yang approached this area with his heart in his arms, and quietly landed on the snow on the hillside. His body was low and his whole body disappeared in the wind and snow.

After confirming that your breath and your heartbeat consciousness will not reveal any flaws, you will slowly look up.

I saw the figure in front of the grave, thin, pale, and slightly gray in the temples. It seemed that he was not young.

The gray hair fluttered in the cold wind and looked desolate.

A white dress reveals a cold like ice and snow.

Yun Yang almost called out.

This person is very familiar.

Even there have been many battles.

Four Seasons Tower, Venerable Bing.

Yun Yang instantly remembered a lot.

Shui Wuyin Report: The Master of Sijilou Bing secretly entered Tiantang City.

King Qin Guang's words: The Four Seasons Lou Bing, our heart veins were broken.

...

Now, Venerable Bing appears here.

Why?

Who is buried in this tomb?

Yun Yang thought of Yang Botao unexpectedly.

The commander of the Jade Tang Army.

But he ended up being disgraced and his body was different; and his father was Venerable Bing.

And the reason why Yang Botao ended up was because of his father, Venerable Bing!

The wind and snow are drifting.

The Bing Master below suddenly sighed slowly.

"Taoer..." Venerable Bing's voice was very desolate: "...I don't know now, below, your wife... can you forgive you now?"

The sound of the wind whistled, shattering the voice of Master Bing.

Yun Yang's heart moved.

When Yang Botao died, he was by his side; but this...

But what's going on?

"I'm sorry for you, my father." Venerable Bing seemed to be gone, and he sat in front of the grave, his voice choked: "I'm sorry for you..."

"I have never raised you since you were young; I have never fulfilled the responsibilities of any father. It was your mother who pulled you into an adult; when I grew up, I did not help you at all... You were a young man and fought for the rest of your life, and had a lot of hardships to achieve today; but... it was a father who completely ruined your life..."

The tomb is silent.

Only the desolate voice of regret floats in the wind.

"...You are underground, have you ever complained about being a father?"

“…Oh, it’s impossible for you not to complain…”

Venerable Bing grabbed the frozen soil in front of the grave with both hands, covered his face, trembling all over, and cried silently.

Yun Yang looked quietly and saw two tears that condensed into ice fell from the mouth of Master Bing.

"I regretted my father..."

The voice of Master Bing was choked and could hardly be heard, and it was extremely blurred.

"If God gives me a chance to come back... I will destroy my own cultivation for my father. It's right in your family. Being an old man who is old and has a short life... So what if I don't live long? But my son and daughter-in-law are all in front of me, wouldn't it be better than anything? What kind of hegemony in the world? What kind of invincible in the world... that's all empty; it's not as good as... my son to give me a cup of tea..."

"You don't have me, you live well... but after you recognize me as your father, your family will be destroyed in an instant..."

Venerable Bing lay on the ground, trembling all over.

"I regret it so much!"

"Why did you have to figure it out until you were seriously injured? Why did you have to regret it if you had to be irreversible?"

"I was confused... I completely ruined the happy and fulfilling days of our family."

In the wind and snow, Venerable Bing burst into tears.

"I broke up you with my own hands, and I ruined our family with my own hands..."

"I used to think that I was the Ice Venerable of Four Seasons Tower, and I was the invincible ice god in the world in the future... As long as we achieve our goal, I will be eternal... I have never realized that I am wrong..."

"So I force you to make a huge mistake and lose everything for the sake of your father."

"But, I am seriously injured now and my life is not long; I really know... what is the most cherished thing in this world! It is never the regret that I cannot become the Ice God, but... my son, my family..."

The crying voice of Master Bing trembled in the wind: "God! Why, why did I wake up so late? My son has a bright future, a high position and a powerful and loyal person. He is a hero! Hero! But I personally brought my son to the eternal infamy! He made his lifelong struggle turn into useless!"

"My son has never had a family since he was a child. He finally struggled by himself and had a family, but I, a father, have lost all of him! Am I worthy of being a father?! I am not worthy of it!..."

Venerable Bing burst into tears.

Perhaps, there is no scruple in this wilderness mountain ridge. The crying of Venerable Bing is also unconcealed.

Hoarse at the top of your lungs.

At this moment, a voice said slowly: "Zen Bing, do you know why, have you suddenly awakened now?"

The crying came to an abrupt end.

The whole world suddenly turned into a stern silence.

Venerable Bing's body suddenly stopped.

Stiffly standing in place.

His emotions quickly closed.

A moment later, his cold and cold voice rang out in the air: "Which friend found this place? Please come out and have a good chat."

Yun Yang had a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Have a good chat?

What to talk about?

Going out is just a chat about life and death.

But Yun Yang was not afraid at all.

As soon as his purple clothes floated, Yun Yang appeared in front of Master Bing with an expressionless face, and said lightly: "After leaving for many days, Master Bing no longer remembers his old friend?"

Master Bing's pupils shrank and he said lightly: "It turns out to be... Master Yun."

In his eyes, there was a cold murderous intent, which was slowly accumulating.

Yun Yang could feel that he had broken through the secret of Master Bing and saw his most vulnerable side with his own eyes.

Such a peak powerhouse cannot bear it no matter what.

Therefore, although Venerable Bing is calm on the surface, he has already sentenced himself to death in his heart.

"It turns out that Venerable Bing is actually Yang Botao's father." Yun Yang smiled coldly and said, "I didn't expect that Yang Dashui, who was the hero of Yu Tang, had such a father from Sijilou in his life. It was really surprising."

Venerable Bing trembled and said, "Yang Botao, he is just my adopted son."

He paused and said hoarsely: "One of the many adopted sons, but I like it, that's all."

Yun Yang smiled sarcastically and said lightly: "Is that true?"

This light tone suddenly aroused all the anger of Master Bing. He suddenly burst out, suddenly stood up, looked at Yun Yang with anger, and said sternly: "Is it true, what does it have to do with you? Yun Yang, do you think you can still leave here alive today?"
To be continued...
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