The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 1967 My Son Is More Than Everything

Jun Chang laughed and killed the red-haired man. Gongsun Ruoli's mentality was very complicated. First of all, she must hate this guilty man, abandon herself, and abandon her baby son.

but.

Can this hatred really extend to death?

For a long time, Gongsun Ruoli had been thinking that if one day he found that guy, he would cut him personally, but he would really witness his death and still feel a heart-piercing pain. After all, he had loved him.

The pain is not short-lived.

After realizing that Jun Changxiao had killed the bad guy, she quickly calmed down and made a decision she thought was very correct, which was to treat Zhang Sanlai as a mother.

That guy is dead.

My son is still alive and can't suffer ethically.

I have to say that a woman's heart is as fine as a needle. After the emotions emerge from the uncontrollable state of mind, when everyone is guessing that the other party will be the mother of the suzerain, the plot is forcibly reversed.

Yes.

Jun Chang smiled in the dark.

I don’t know that the red-haired man who controls Nezha’s killing is a guilty man, and is only defined as the murderer who killed Xiao Sinji, so-there is more than a guilty death!

The dog is not guilty. Where is Gongsun Ruoli?

You know, she knows the truth, especially when she witnessed her son killing her mother, what it's like to think of it all the time?

The taste of pain.

Gongsun Ruoli will choose to bear it alone, and she will always guard this secret.

My son.

More than anything!

In terms of traditional customs, Gongsun Ruoli is a mother, she has achieved the greatness of her mother, and in terms of the customs of the stone statues, he is still impeccable as a father.

Jun Changxiao can feel it deeply, so he cherishes this kind of affection for his dearest family members, and strives to let himself be in the role of'son'.

...

Medical hall.

Sun Bukong walked out, took off his mask and said, "Sect Master, Junior Brother Ye is fine. He just collapsed into a coma."

"call!"

Jun Chang smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

Confirming that Ye Xingchen was intact, he returned to the main hall and invited Zhang San over, politely got up and said, "I have seen your mother."

"That one……"

Zhang San weakly said: "My first old man is called mother, it is a bit awkward."

"This is the custom of the father's ethnic group."

"This place is not a stone statue clan, you can't follow their customs."

"It makes sense."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Then when I'm outside, I will call him father."

"Row."

"father."

Hearing these two words, Zhang Sandun feels comfortable, and readers feel comfortable too. After all, this kind of parental inversion is really awkward.

"Xing Chen once saw the future and sinned himself. Does it mean that he has the possibility of resurrection?" Jun Chang smiled.

The parents met again, and everyone was happy.

However, he must find a way to save Xiao Sinji, even if the hope is only zero and one, he must do his best, otherwise, the blade will be delivered immediately.

"This one……"

Zhang San was silent for a while, and said: "Jun...son, I don't know if I have something to say for my father."

"Father, please speak."

"Although there is a fixed number in the future, often driven by various factors, it may gradually deviate from the established trajectory."

"..."

Jun Chang smiled and frowned.

"Since Ye Xingchen has seen the future and Xiao Xinji, but now the latter has died, I am afraid there is only one possibility, that is..." Zhang San didn't dare to go on.

"The future has been changed?"

"Nine out of ten."

"puff!"

Jun Changxiao couldn't help but vomit blood again.

He pinned his hopes on the future that Ye Xingchen had seen before, but now he was told that the trajectory had changed, which was tantamount to severing hope.

"If the future changes, maybe it's not a bad thing." System said.

"What do you mean?"

"If Ye Xingchen leaves the sect, it may not happen."

"..."

Jun Chang smiled and frowned tighter.

According to what it said, it would not have become a sacrifice to the heavens for sinners, saved Ye Xingchen, and helped him change the future.

"no way."

The system said: "This is a multiple choice question."

"fart!"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Children make choices. I want to change the future of the stars and the destiny of sinners. If the sky stops me, I will go against the sky!"

It's against the sky.

God owes you money?

To be honest, at this stage, speaking from Jun Chang's smile, not only did he not feel the second qi, but also sent a rush of blood, making many readers instantly return to the teenage years without a trace of change.

"So strong!" Zhang San was shocked.

Jun Chang laughed and communicated with the system in his heart, his eyes were full of rebellious energy, but he deeply touched him, and once again he firmly believed that this son will make a masterpiece!

If you want to resurrect a person, you can't just rely on aura, so for the moment Xiao Xinji can survive, it can only rely on the system mall.

to this end.

Jun Changxiao hurriedly refreshed.

If it is really brushed out, it will be said to be too fake, so there are no bristles for ten years.

He had been disgusted with the limited number of times before, and today he can't wait to take the chair next to him and smash the mall.

Xiao Sinji does not resurrect for a day, and Jun often laughs and sleeps and eats.

The same is true for the disciples of the Eternal Age.

The battle was over, they should have celebrated, but they couldn't fight back when they returned to the sect.

Especially female disciples such as Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying were the saddest crying. If the tears can accumulate, I am afraid that the entire iron bone mountain will be flooded in a few days.

of course.

The Xuangui clan is also very painful.

Xiao Sinji has fallen, and the hope of their ethnic group has also fallen. After all, the two sides signed a natal contract.

the next day.

Gongzi Yuan came to the study, looked at Jun Chang with a haggard face and smiled, and said with difficulty: "When will a burial mound be set up for the sinner?"

"just now."

Jun Chang laughed very hoarsely.

"I will do it now." Gongzi Yuan turned and left.

Before leaving, Jun Changxiao raised his head and said, "You must choose the best feng shui place!"

"Yes."

"By the way, let God come."

"Yes."

Not long after, Li Shangtian walked to the study room. Judging from his slightly swollen eyes, it was obvious that he had cried bitterly because of Senior Brother Xiao's fall.

"Take out all the photos of yourself." Jun Chang smiled.

Although there are no human bones, the tombstone must have a photo.

Li Shangtian smoothly integrated into the space ring, and took out all the photos taken over the years with Brother Xiao's lens. There are still a lot of them, at least a few hundred. It can be seen that there have been many follow-up snaps before.

"No way."

Jun Chang smiled and shook his head and said, "No way."

He needs to choose a very representative picture so that when the world pays homage to it, he can deeply feel his disciple's vigorous force.

"Sect Master, no more." Li Shangtian said bitterly.

The level of these photos is the top level in the industry.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Jun Chang smiled and patted his forehead, then he realized: "Almost forgot!"

"call out----"

Open the system panel and click on the Lingyan Pavilion.

The photos taken by Li Shangtian are professional, but in terms of demeanor and temperament, the portraits hung inside are the most vivid!

Ok.

Lingyan Pavilion also has the function of helping the disciples who settled in to preserve their portraits.

Jun Changxiao trembled lightly and raised his hand, and the painful point in his heart was on the scroll with Xiao Xinji's name on it, until the latter unfolded from top to bottom, he stood there in a daze.

Picture scroll.

Blank!

Four eye-catching fonts are engraved at the end-click to revive!

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PS, the redhead was guessed, which made me very helpless, but Jingzhi laughed, how did you guess it? I now announce that Xiao Duo is not my trumpet, you are!