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Qiao Yuanhang listened to Sang Feiwan's story silently, and he didn't know when he was already in tears.

"My daughter, you are having such a hard time..."

He choked up and asked, "What happened next?"

Of course, Sang Feiwan would not reveal all of his secrets, so he only mentioned Zhang Chengye's story briefly and passed it over in a few words.

"Later, I became a live broadcaster, entered the entertainment industry, and became what you see now."

"Wanwan, I'm sorry! It's Dad's fault for not finding you earlier. You suffered so much when you were a child..."

He stretched out his hands again, trying to pull Sang Feiwan's hand.

Sang Feiwan dodged and said indifferently: "You don't need to apologize to me."

The most feeble thing in the world is a belated apology.

Even if Xiaobai told Sang Feiwan that the original owner was just her clone.

But to Sang Feiwan, the original Sang Feiwan is still an independent and real person!

Sang Feiwan had never endured the suffering brought by her original family, so he would not forgive anyone for her.

She turned her head away indifferently and looked at the scenery outside the window, with no intention of chatting with Qiao Yuanhang anymore.

About two hours later, the car arrived at the cemetery in the neighboring city.

The Cypress Demon parked the car by the side of the road, jumped out and stood in front of Qiao Yuanhang, motioning for him to get in.

Qiao Yuanhang was a little embarrassed: "This old man looks older than me. I can't always let you carry me. I'll walk by myself. I just rested for a while and I feel much better now."

He was about to leave when he heard Sang Feiwan say, "Don't be stubborn, let Lao Bai carry you."

After saying that, she walked up the stairs in her high heels and ignored Qiao Yuanhang.

Qiao Yuanhang was a little embarrassed.

The cypress demon said, "Let's go. The cemetery is full of mountain roads. You are so weak that you can't hold on. Rather than walking halfway and troubling my master, it would be better for me to carry you up on my back."

Qiao Yuanhang had no choice but to obediently lie on the cypress demon's back and be carried all the way up the mountain by him.

The cypress demon is old, but strong and fast.

After walking along the stairs on the mountain path for about ten minutes and turning into a small path on the right, you will arrive at the tombstone of Qiao Yuanhang's ex-wife.

Items for sacrificial offerings are available for sale below the cemetery.

It was only when he was putting things in order that Qiao Yuanhang realized he had missed something.

"Oh, I forgot to buy a bouquet of white roses for Manman. Manman's favorite flower when she was alive was white roses. She said white roses represent pure love."

Qiao Yuanhang felt extremely regretful: "I am so damned stupid. How could I have forgotten something so important? Wanwan, wait for me. I will go down the mountain to buy a bouquet of flowers for your mother!"

As he was about to leave, Sang Feiwan stopped him: "It's too slow for you to run, just let Lao Bai go, he's quick on his feet."

Qiao Yuanhang turned to the Cypress Demon and said, "Thank you for making the trip. There should be a flower shop at the foot of the mountain. Please help me choose a bunch of the freshest white roses."

"Okay!" The cypress demon responded and did it immediately.

Qiao Yuanhang arranged the other offerings one by one.

"Manman, I finally found my daughter. I brought her here, look... this is our daughter!"

He reached out to pull Sang Feiwan again - but failed.

Sang Feiwan took a few steps back, then bowed respectfully, and said silently in his heart: "Although your soul has left, since you are the biological mother of this body, I still want to thank you for your efforts back then. It's a pity that fate played tricks on you and you didn't have a good end. I hope you can be happy in the next life."

Then, she chanted the soul-crossing spell in a low voice.

If that poor woman has not yet been reincarnated, then the soul-crossing spell at this moment can allow her to rest in peace and have a good destination in the next life.

Just as she was chanting the soul-crossing spell in a low voice, Qiao Yuanhang's eyes gradually changed.

Along the way, he tried to launch sneak attacks several times, but Sang Feiwan dodged them every time.

Now, the chance has finally come!

While Sang Feiwan was concentrating on chanting the spell, a large amount of black mist suddenly overflowed from Qiao Yuanhang's hand, and then suddenly attacked Sang Feiwan -

The attack was fast, accurate and fierce, and the black mist was about to corrode Sang Feiwan's body.

At this critical moment, Sang Feiwan's eyes suddenly opened. At the same time, she raised her palms and slapped them a few times, bringing out a gust of wind that instantly blew away the black fog.

"There's something wrong with you!" She looked at Qiao Yuanhang coldly, murderous intent already in her eyes.

"How did you find out?" Qiao Yuanhang slowly stood up, his tone slightly disappointed.

Sang Feiwan sneered and said, "Although Qiao Yuanhang made mistakes when he was young, he still loved his daughter deeply in his heart. Therefore, he has not remarried and had children in all these years."

"A father who truly loves his daughter, no matter how excited he is after finding her, would never risk ruining his child's career by forcibly recognizing her."

"From the moment he showed up at the fan meeting, I felt something was wrong. Even though you hid yourself very well and I couldn't detect your presence, anything that goes against common sense must be wrong."

"Just now, you tried to contact me many times along the way, which further confirmed my guess."

"Qiao Yuanhang" asked: "Since you already doubt me, why did you come?"

"If you don't come, how can I kill you? Besides, this place is far away from the city, so we can avoid hurting innocent passers-by if we fight."

While Sang Feiwan was speaking, he attacked directly and mercilessly.

The man who was originally so weak that he could not even walk, now became agile and avoided several of Sang Feiwan's fatal moves in succession. Then he turned defense into offense, and several black mists appeared around his body, and he attacked Sang Feiwan with his fangs and claws.

Sang Feiwan summoned his sword, and after a few swipes, he dispersed the force of the black fog.

"Qiao Yuanhang" was also forced to retreat several steps by her sword energy.

But suddenly, he stopped and did not move, but roared at Sang Feiwan's sword: "Sang Feiwan, do you want to be a father-killer?"

Sang Feiwan swung his sword and was about to split Qiao Yuanhang in half, but stopped at the last moment.

"Qiao Yuanhang" smiled grimly: "Sang Feiwan, you can't kill your father, otherwise it will damage your Tao heart. But if you don't kill Qiao Yuanhang, you can't destroy me!"

Sang Feiwan snorted coldly: "Qiao Yuanhang's body can only last for half a year at most. When he dies of natural illness, you will still be destroyed by me!"

“Hahaha…” The evil god laughed loudly, “Do you think I will give you half a year? In a head-on confrontation, I may not be able to defeat you, but you can’t catch me either. In the next six months, I will devour Qiao Yuanhang’s soul, and devour all the people and souls I can come into contact with! I will also refine Qiao Yuanhang’s body, so that this body can be used by me forever!”