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At this moment, Wen Zhi actually took out the scissors and stabbed his father.

Wu Qing immediately realized that the person in front of him was actually the incarnation of Ying Tianjing.

Afterwards, Wu Qing hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

He took the scissors with his bare hands.

But Ying Tianjing seemed to have no intention of stopping.

The corners of his mouth even turned up at a strange angle.

"Got you, intruder."

Later, in the real world.

The flame array around Wu Qing was rapidly approaching him.

Wen Miaobi discovered something unusual.

At this moment, Wen Zhi was suddenly pulled away by Wen Miaobi.

Although Wu Qing saved his life, Wen Zhi's inner world began to collapse.

Then, a bright light appeared.

When Wu Qing opened his eyes again, he appeared in the house again.

At this time, Wen Miaobi suddenly appeared behind him.

"Don't forget your mission. Everything that happens in this world is false."

"The Yingtian Mirror will only notice you when you take action."

"You don't have to worry about what happens next. You just need to find the ray of soul that really belongs to my brother and wake him up."

Wu Qing was silent for a while.

Because he also came into contact with Wen Zhi's memory, he still had a lot of feelings about these scenes.

If you really just let yourself sit back and watch...

"Did you hear that?" Wen Miaobi asked.

Only then did Wu Qing react.

"Oh, I see."

Then, it was the same scene as before.

The whole family showed their happiness, and everyone had a happy smile on their face.

Ying Tianjing was not in a hurry to take action this time.

She wanted them to experience the despair that Wen Zhi had experienced.

Night falls.

Wen Zhi is tidying up his room.

"In this bag, there is also this..."

At this time, there was a knock on his door.

"Who?"

"It's me, brother." Wen Miaobi's voice came from outside the door.

Wen Zhi continued to work on his clothes.

"The door is unlocked. Come in if you want."

Wen Miaobi walked into the room, and she found that Wen Zhi was not abnormal at present, and there was no aura of Yingtianjing in his body.

I'm afraid I don't know where the mirror is hidden in this memory.

The purpose is naturally to bring despair to Wen Zhi.

But Wen Zhi must be normal now, she can be sure.

"Brother, I haven't slept yet." Wen Miaobi said the same words as that day.

"Yes, sister, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Suddenly, Wen Miaobi choked up.

Wen Zhi also noticed this immediately.

He joked: "What? You can't bear to leave me now? I'll call you when we get to school."

Wen Miaobi didn't answer. Now she wanted to take a good look at the high-spirited young man in front of her, who was not wrapped up in revenge.

Wen Zhi raised his eyebrows.

"What? Are you embarrassed by what I said?"

Wen Miaobi also smiled in relief at this time.

"If you had spent more time with other little girls, you probably wouldn't have a girlfriend now."

"Sister! I promised not to mention this!"

Wen Zhi said coquettishly like a child.

Both siblings had smiles on their lips.

……

There was a knock on the door of the mansion.

It was already very late, Xie Ningbi got up in a daze.

"Husband, someone is knocking on the door."

The knocking on the door grew louder.

However, at this time, Wen Zuozhi felt something was wrong.

"No! Abi, hurry up!"

Before Wen Zuozhi could finish, there was a sound of being blown up from the door.

They broke in.

Wen Zuozhi quickly took out a sword from the wall nearby.

"Abi! Go find the kids!"

Xie Ningbi nodded, and then quickly opened the door.

"be careful."

Then, she ran towards Wen Zhi and Wen Miaobi's room.

Wen Zuozhi placed the sword in front of him.

"They're still here, old man, I'm afraid they'll have to trouble you again."

Suddenly, the sword burst out with a burst of scarlet energy.

"Okay!" Wen Zuozhi held the sword tightly.

"Let's put an end to them today!"

The enemies had now entered the front yard.

Wen Zuozhi also appeared in front of everyone with a sword.

"Everyone, it's so late and you still come to see me, an old man."

The leading man stepped forward.

"Mr. Wen, what are you talking about? We are here with sincerity."

Wen Zuozhi smiled disdainfully.

"Sincerity? Boss Shan, I am a useless writer. What more sincerity do you need?"

At this time, another strong man came to the side.

"Boss! You don't need to take action, just leave the rest to me, Jin Hongbao."

Boss Shan didn't say anything, indicating that he could start.

Jin Hongbao's body suddenly burst out with a burst of strong energy.

I didn’t dare to relax in writing at this time.

He quickly drew his sword.

The sword bloomed with a burst of scarlet energy.

Jin Hongbao took out a string of beads from his hand.

Beads floated around him.

Wen Zuo felt a sense of crisis at this moment.

He absolutely could not let Jin Hongbao fully unleash the power of that magical weapon.

Then, he was seen rushing towards Jin Hongbao with quick eyes and quick hands.

When the sword struck down, Jin Hongbao just raised his hand slightly to defend himself.

"Old guy, there shouldn't be much power left in the fire core in this sword."

Jin Hongbao collapsed with great force.

Wen Zuo and his sword were instantly sent flying several meters.

Then, before Wen Zuozhi could react, Jin Hongbao flashed in front of him.

After a straight punch.

Wen Zuozhi's weapon was instantly shattered.

He himself was also blown up to the wall by this powerful force.

A burst of smoke cleared.

Wen Zuozhi stood up again.

"Okay, Boss Shan, you are awesome."

At this time, Boss Shan signaled Jin Hongbao to stop.

"Okay, stop now."

Then Boss Shan walked over to Wen Zuozhi.

"Awen, why are you so stubborn?"

"Master is dead. Do you have to listen to his words for the rest of your life?"

Wen Zuozhi vomited blood, then shook his body and tried to stand up.

But because the last bit of the broken sword could not support his body, Wen Zuozhi fell to the ground in a panic.

Wen Zuozhi hit the ground angrily.

His blood was soaked in the sword, and his body was already riddled with holes.

"I don't know what you are thinking, Shan Yunzong, but I will tell you."

"Even if I die, you can never get the remaining half of the fire core! Never even think about it!"

Shan Yunzong pretended to sigh with regret.

"Hey, Awen, why are you doing this? No matter you or me, we are all the heirs of the Sky-Destroying Fire Core."

"There is no doubt about this, but if you think about it again, if we just hold half of the fire core, wouldn't this unique skill still be lost?"

"Don't be stubborn, I promise you."

"As long as you hand over the fire core, I won't care about anything you did before."