After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

In the Jiang family of the God Realm, it was such a coincidence that Jiang Huaian brought Jiang Fusheng into the house with a complicated look on his face.

On the other side, the Sanyu Shenjun, who had been unconscious, woke up.

The soul is the most delicate, and once injured, it is extremely difficult to recover.

There is a cure for the disease, but unfortunately, even the highest divine realm lacks a panacea to treat the soul.

It’s not that there are none, it’s very rare.

Given the current situation of the Jiang family, both of them have hurt their souls, so it is inevitable that they will focus on one thing and lose the other.

After hearing the good news, Patriarch Jiang rushed over like an unweaned child, held his old father's hand, and almost burst into tears, "Father, you are finally awake!"

Under normal circumstances, the Three Fish God Lord cannot be awakened.

When the soul is injured, sleep is the best way to recover.

But he was worried about something. If he didn't kill his eldest grandson Jiang Huaili, he would not have peace of mind.

After struggling to support the Jiang family for so many years, his generation has finally made progress. How can he be willing to be ruined by his own grandson?

Therefore, after gaining a clear consciousness, I forced myself to open my eyes, but my whole body was very weak.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Huaili him..."

His son, Patriarch Jiang, fed him a sip of Fairy Spirit Dew very considerately, "Dad, why are you still thinking about that rebellious son when you are like this?

My son feeds you fairy dew. "

They are all for replenishing the soul. Although the effect is not great, it is better than nothing.

After drinking a bowl of fairy dew, Sanyu Shenjun became more energetic.

He raised his hand to signal his servants to leave, and then said to Chief Jiang again: "Jiang Huaili..."

Patriarch Jiang brought another bowl of milky white liquid and said with a smile like offering a treasure: "Dad, don't worry about the gift. Although it can't compare with you, it won't be short of him or anything.

This is the spiritual essence liquid that my son bought at a huge price. It is very good for the soul. Feed it to you, son! "

The Three Fish God didn't show any pretense. He drank three times, divided five by two, and finished another bowl.

It is indeed a good thing. After one bowl, your whole body will feel warm.

Because of the injury, his soul felt like it was pricked by thousands of steel needles. Being soaked in this warm feeling, he actually felt a little comfortable.

However, this was not the reason for him to forgive Patriarch Jiang.

He looked sideways at his grown-up son, his old eyes as sharp as an eagle.

The old father's eyes were too sharp, and Patriarch Jiang couldn't bear it at all. He said weakly: "Dad, are you feeling better now?"

The Three Fish God Lord answered the question. Although his voice was hoarse, there was a coldness that could not be ignored, "When did you find out?"

Patriarch Jiang fell to his knees with a thud, "Father, please let Huai Li go. He is still young. When he wakes up, his son will teach him well."

Sanyu Shenjun: He is tens of thousands of years old. You tell me that he is still young, okay?

Jiang Huaili Pudding originally set up a miniature altar in his training room. The most important thing was that there was a statue of the great monk Bu Dian.

Back then, when the Three Fish God Lord was fighting with the phantom of the Great Monk Bu Dian, the Great Monk was very considerate and put up a defensive shield for Jiang Huaili.

Afterwards, when Patriarch Jiang rushed in, he not only saw the unconscious grandfather and grandson, but also a miniature altar and the statue of the great monk Butian.

After living a long life, why don’t you understand the whole story?

In his opinion, his old father must have found out that his eldest son Jiang Huaili was a believer, so he killed him to avoid getting into trouble.

This is roughly what happened, but Patriarch Jiang would never have thought that things would be more difficult than he thought.

Therefore, he repeatedly interrupted his father to save his eldest son.

As for how far he can survive, he neither dares to disobey his father nor is he willing to watch his own son die.

He has been confused and doesn't know what to do.

"You treacherous son, you treacherous son..."

This idiot son, does he know what he is covering up, and does he know what kind of disaster it will bring to the family?

Cultivation determines a person's vision, and Patriarch Jiang really doesn't feel it.

But Buddha leads the little armored man to invade the star field. It is not a visual killing, and the impact on the world is not great.

At that time, the leader of the Jiang clan was not even a minor god. Just as the Three Fish God Lord scolded him, he was not considered a smart person.

I simply cannot understand the harm caused by the existence of the little King Kong armor.

Swallowing the fairy marrow?

It didn’t devour their family, and he didn’t see it with his own eyes, so who knows whether it’s true or not?

Devouring the law of practice?

real or fake?

It's so amazing. How could there be such a rare species in the world?

I have not personally experienced it, nor have I suffered the crisis or even greater harm caused by the little King Kong armor.

If you don’t have a high level of consciousness, you won’t hate it so much and it won’t matter.

Even, there is far less sense of crisis than the current Zerg.

The only thing that impressed me most was that Jiuxia Shenjun of Jiuxiao Temple fell, and then Master Butian of Gu Zhonghua Temple began to be surrounded and suppressed by various means, and many people died.

For a time, there was a rumbling wind and people were panicked.

This is the type where the knife did not cut oneself and did not feel any pain.

Patriarch Jiang said: "Father, it was always the son who was bad in the past. After Huai Li gets better, we can teach him."

That was his own son, whom he raised hand and foot, how could he let it go?

"Huaili is a good boy. Just explain the interests to him and change his ways."

Sanyu Shenjun closed his eyes hard, not wanting to see Nizi.

If it is an ordinary believer, it will be broken if it is broken. If it doesn't work, you can delete this part of his memory and pretend that nothing happened.

However, can the relationship be simple with a being who can be protected by Master Bu Dian?

At the very least, they are the backbone of the confidants.

During the silent confrontation between father and son, Jiang Huaian's hurried voice came from outside the door, "Ancestor, who do you think is coming?"

Jiang Huaian had finally achieved the status of a god. The first time he saw Jiang Fusheng, he felt it and said, "Yes, he is the blood of our Jiang family."

At that time, besides Jiang Fusheng, the other person standing in front of Jiang's house was the young-looking Bingzi.

Beichen Xiaojie, with the surname Jiang, and a bloodline that could not lie, Jiang Huaian was excited and pulled Jiang Fusheng towards the house.

Because he was too anxious, he even used escape techniques.

The use of magic was not allowed in the Jiang family, but Jiang Huaian was so excited that he rolled up Jiang Fusheng and Bingzi with his sleeves, and quickly arrived at the retreat place of the Three Fish God Lord.

Jiang Fusheng was not even given a chance to speak.

Jiang Huaian couldn't help but his eyes were full of excitement, "Today is a double happiness. Grandpa, who do you think this is?"

The Three Fish God Lord, who just looked like he couldn't survive, suddenly sat up and said, "Come here, let me see it, ancestor!"

What aristocratic families fear most is that there will be no successors. Without the injection of new blood, the family will remain in stagnant water.

What Jiang Huaian can sense is that the Three Fish God is more accurate than him and more powerful than DNA.

Because Chief Jiang was worried about his eldest son, his reaction was a little slow.

Jiang Fusheng, who had been disliked and ignored since he was a child, received such high-level attention for the first time in his life. He was at a loss for words and could not speak at all.

"Pulling..."

A paper crane suddenly passed through the wall and landed on Jiang Fusheng's head in a humane manner, uttering human words, "Are you steamed or fired?"

Jiang Fusheng poked the pointed beak of the paper crane with his finger, "Aunt Seventeen is worried!"

Paper cranes flew up and down, shouting, "Unfilial, unfilial, extremely unfilial!"

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded, and the Three Fish God had the greatest impact.

The Jiang Mansion is protected by formations, and communication tools such as paper cranes generally stop outside the formations.

In particular, the area in his backyard is also restricted.

Of course, because of his recent bad situation, his son and grandson can come and go at will with the help of the nameplate, but why can this paper crane ignore the existence of the divine monarch's prohibition and enter the house?

Jiang Fusheng didn't expect this at all, and scratched his hair naively, "Seniors, my Aunt Seventeen is still outside!"

When these words came out, the eyes of the three people in the room lit up.

Chief Jiang: Alas, our Jiang family really has a successor.

Jiang Huaian: Second brother, I will take good care of them for you.

Sanyu Shenjun ignored the injury to his soul for a while, and his mood was extremely complicated.

This light origami crane looks ordinary, but it contains too many things.

Therefore, this girl is definitely not a thing in the pond. Is it calculated by a ghost teller that she will be the proud daughter of heaven who can lead our Jiang family to soar into the sky?