Evil Emperor’s Wild Consort

Chapter 646: Nirvana Fire (3)

"father!"

The night sky and the night line forest were shocked, and they quickly held the body of the nightingale, and they all showed their worried colors.

"Father, is your body getting worse and worse?" The heart of the night is full of worries. "After so many years, even if you have broken through the realm of Wudi, can you not discharge that poison?"

Nightingale smiled and shook his head: "If it is not this toxin, I have already broken through the lower level of Emperor Wu, now... I am afraid that I am getting worse and worse. It is because I don’t have much time, I hope that Noar can compete for it. I can grow up before I die, and it is not difficult to surpass me with his talent."

In fact, why didn't he want to give a night of carefree childhood? Why did he want to force him to practice? Just because he is not much time, if no one is propping up this day, the night house will definitely go to the end after he leaves.

"It has been for decades, I am going to walk, my father is really going to be unable to support it. If I can’t let go of the night, I have already..."

"Father," the heart of the night was tight, and he grasped his father's hand tightly. He said, "Don't you tell the child about it? He has been shackled in the drum, if he knows Maybe it will work hard."

"No," the nightingale shook his head. "I know the character of Noel, let him know that he will be heartbroken. This is why I have been holding him for many years. What's more, I really let him know, even if he works hard. Upward, too eager to attack, this is not good for his cultivation, so you must not tell Noel about this."

On the night, the two brothers looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a while.

This father is good at home, that is, his temper is too stubborn.

"Right, what do you have to look for as a father now?" The nightingale slowly sat up straight, and there was no blood on the old face. It seemed that within a few seconds, he was a teenager and he was very communicative.

On the night, I sighed: "The soldiers who had just defended the city came to tell me that it was said that the stone monument at the gate of the city was destroyed."

"Oh?"

The night blinked and the voices rushed: "Who is it? Who destroyed the stone? Hahaha, great, someone has destroyed the stone that I have painstakingly brought out of the mausoleum, hahaha!"

At the end of the day, he laughed, and the old face had an unconcealed joy.

However, after hearing the words he said, it was speechless at night.

Since he is excited to destroy the stone monument, there is no need to add a heart that he has brought out from the mausoleum. Otherwise, if the person who does not know sees it, he cares that the old guy is mad at the living.

"Big Brother, are you really talking?" It’s hard to hide the excitement at night. "Is anyone really destroying the stone?"

The stone monument is indeed very precious, but a person who can destroy him, what is represented, I am afraid no one does not know.

"Hahaha, the night house is saved, the night house is saved! I can finally die with peace of mind, hahaha!"

The nightingale is really crazy, after all, no one will be so happy before dying.

"Father, what do you mean by this?" The night is a bit puzzled. "What does it mean to save the night?"

"Oh, I haven't told you about this, and I haven't said it to anyone." The old face of the nightingale was red, and he laughed. "Before, the tomb I entered was the tomb of Wusheng!"

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