I lost my memory after crossing

convincing eyes.

As expected of being the son of the Pavilion Master, he is so courageous!

Time passed by, the young man was still too weak, and finally couldn't hold on, and fell to his knees.

In this confrontation, he lost.

He eagerly looked at the shadow behind him, deeply felt his own powerlessness, and finally gave in.

"Pavilion Master, I beg you, let him go!"

The old pavilion master was slightly taken aback, and the pressure around him dissipated a little. He brought Hao'er back for more than two months, and this was the first time he gave in to himself.

But for a shadow!

He looked at the half-dead shadow lying on the ground behind his son, and was more annoyed than ever. When he slapped the table, the square nanmu table suddenly fell apart.

"Xuanji's iron law, how can you just change it if you say it?" He pointed at the two executioners and shouted angrily, "Keep beating!"

The pavilion master's anger was obvious, and no one dared to hesitate. The heavy torture stick was raised high again, and it was about to hit the bloody flesh. , to protect each other.

The punishment stick was hard to get rid of, everyone turned pale with fright, the old pavilion master turned pale with fright, and frantically waved his sleeves, the windshield knocked down the wind blowing wooden stick, only to be able to save his son under the heavy stick , Thinking about it again, I suddenly feel frightened and terrified.

The two executioners fell to their knees, trembling.

8. Recognize the Lord

"You're crazy, I'm dying, what if I hurt you?" The old pavilion master stepped forward, pulled his son up, and checked carefully before he was relieved, most of his anger disappeared.

The young man was also a little frightened, but he held back his fear and forced himself to speak, "I was hurt and you will be worried, then have you ever thought about how distressed his parents would be if they saw him become like this!"

The shadow on the ground moved, nails dug deep into the ground

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the people in the hall were a little strange.The old pavilion master gave him a blank expression, "He is different from you."

The boy asked back, "They were all raised by their biological parents, what's the difference?"

The old pavilion master chuckled, it was rare to be so patient, "Then it depends on who the parents are? A humble life also gives birth to humble things."

"What about me?" the boy challenged.

The old pavilion master squinted his eyes, his patience was about to run out, "You are the son of this seat, the descendant of the Nanshan family at the end of the sky, and the future pavilion master of Haijiao Pavilion, Nanshan Hao."

The young man suddenly chuckled softly, his face was full of sarcasm, he took a step forward, and said quietly, "I am not Nan Shanhao, Nan Shanhao died long ago, I am just a homeless person who can be bullied by others, miscellaneous !kind!"

"You..." The old pavilion master's face turned pale with rage, his veins bulged, he raised his hand and slapped the young man to the ground, the corners of his lips were cracked, and his right cheek was swollen.

Everyone bowed their heads, the pavilion master taught his son a lesson, and no one dared to watch the joke.

The young man prostrated himself on the ground, his eyebrows and eyes full of sarcasm, "It's ridiculous that he was expecting his father to come and save him before he died, but where were you at that time, you were your aloof master in Haijiao Pavilion."

He sneered repeatedly and wailed endlessly: "It's you, it's you who caused my mother to have no home, wandering in a foreign land, and suffered all kinds of bullying, it's you who caused our mother and son to be displaced and suffer so much hardship, it's you who caused my mother to die Other land, it’s you, it’s all you, you are a coward, sooner or later, you will be punished, even if you die, I will not die for you.”

The young man roared loudly, tears streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably.

The old pavilion master suddenly became angry. That woman has always been a pain in his heart. The wrong things he did impulsively when he was a teenager hurt others and himself, causing him to be separated from his wife for more than ten years. He has been living in regret and pain. , This is his reverse scale, untouchable, even his son is no exception!

There was fire in his eyes, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak, he pointed at the boy, his fingers were trembling, "Come on, slap your mouth! Slap your mouth!"

The head of Xuanji was shocked, this is the future Pavilion Master, if he was slapped in front of everyone in such a shameless manner today, how should he establish his prestige in the Pavilion in the future, the Pavilion Master might be confused!

"Pavilion master think twice, the young master is young and ignorant, and his indiscriminate words are all unintentional mistakes. There is no knot between father and son that can't be solved. The pavilion master just needs to enlighten and enlighten the young master. Why bother to hurt the young master's heart?" ?”

The old pavilion master calmed down and knew that he couldn't lose face to his son here, but seeing him stalking his neck and swearing to the death was really infuriating, so he turned around and threw a whip in front of him, "Slap him twice!" Ten whips!"

No one dared to disobey the angry pavilion master. The young man let them move without saying a word. Soon, someone held him firmly, and one person behind him held the whip. When the pavilion master gave an order, the flesh-cutting whip It will fall on the noble young master.

The old pavilion master stepped forward, squatted down in front of the young man, raised his chin, the anger on his face was gone, and he said: "You said so much today, don't you just want me to spare that shadow?" , You said I was cruel, ruthless, and inhuman, so you chose this shadow who can die for others, and you think he is as kind as you."

The young man finally raised his head and looked at the old pavilion master without saying a word, but his expression had already begun to loosen.

The old pavilion master patted him on the face, "Silly boy, he is the same as us. You disobeyed your father for him, and now you still have to be whipped. Let's see, this kind man you tried so hard to protect is today Will it also be for you, come out to block the whip for you!"

The young man's pretendingly strong face began to shatter, and he looked in the direction of the shadow helplessly.

The voice of the old pavilion master was not low, everyone in the hall heard it, the shadow also heard it, but he slowly lowered his head under the gaze of the young man.

Seeing the young man's instantly lost expression, the old pavilion master chuckled, "Hit!"

"Snapped!"

The whip bit his back, forcing out the boy's cry of pain.

The old pavilion master's eyebrows and eyes moved, and the executioner immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and the second whip was lightened by three points.

One whip after another, even if he was living outside and being bullied, the young man had never suffered such pain. He was sweating profusely from the pain, and from time to time a few words came out of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the shadow all the time. , from the expectation at the beginning to the disappointment at the end.

Shadow knelt quietly, he didn't dare to raise his head, didn't dare to look directly into the boy's eyes, he could only say sorry over and over again in his heart, he was destined to die, but he still had someone he wanted to protect, he was just a humble Shadow, you can't disobey the pavilion master's thoughts, I'm sorry, I'm not worthy of your protection, I'm sorry, I let you down, I'm sorry, I don't deserve your protection at all...

sorry Sorry sorry……

But he really can't let Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi die with him!

At the end of the fight, under the frequent gestures of the old pavilion master, the whip had no strength left, but the young man's eyes lost their brilliance.

After the punishment, continue again.

The heavy stick was raised high behind the shadow again, and he closed his eyes lightly, preparing for the arrival of the god of death.

This time the boy didn't stop him any more, he knelt quietly on the spot, silently, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

The sound of regular stick strikes came to mind again, the shadow was tossed and tossed in pain and torment, but the corner of his mouth was smiling, even seeing him for the last time, he really had nothing to regret.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Like the swan song of the soul, bit by bit, it shows the passing of life.

Shadow silently counted in his heart, how much?eighty?one hundred?I don't remember.

There was bursts of fishy sweetness rising from his throat. It must be internal organs bleeding. It was really uncomfortable. His eyes began to darken. He blinked hard, wanting to see the boy again. Behind him, without giving him any time to breathe, he desperately wanted to raise his head and look at that person again.

Still... just a little bit closer, his eyes started to turn black again, he wanted to rub his eyes, but he couldn't even lift his hands.

Just a glance!

He tried his best to raise his head, and finally saw the corner of the man's clothes, and then up, arms...chest...neck...

There was a loud bang, and the heavy stick hit him hard on the spine, and a shrill scream echoed in the hall, which lasted for a long time, making people's hair stand on end.

He finally fell to the ground, his whole body was in pain, and he couldn't get up again.

It's almost there, obviously it's only a little bit closer, just a glance, just let me take a look, he tried hard to raise his head, and crawled in that direction bit by bit.

Death was approaching little by little, but he didn't seem to notice it.

He smiled and finally saw the man's face clearly...

……

apathy

The big mouthful of blood finally spurted out of his mouth and nose.

I'm sorry, I should have suffered more before I died, but I couldn't hold on anymore...

I'm sorry... for hurting you...

******

"Father."

An abrupt call suddenly sounded in the hall, which was clearly audible mixed with the sound of the staff striking, and even the two executioners stopped the heavy staff in their hands in shock.

The old pavilion master could hardly believe his ears, Hao'er just... called him father?

He cast his surprised eyes on the young man. He had waited many years for the father. He originally thought that Hao'er would never forgive him.

The young man still had an indifferent expression, he only heard him speak slowly, "Since I have chosen him, then he is mine, please father spare his life."

The old pavilion master was still immersed in the joy of his son calling him father. He didn't really want this shadow's life, but he just wanted to tell his son not to think of everyone too kindly. Now that the goal has been achieved Well, he doesn't care at all whether this shadow is dead or not.

He felt that if his son could call him father a few more times, let alone spare his life, let him go and get rid of his shadow, he would agree!