Di Wushuang's mother is half a mother to Luo Feng.

Everyone in the world fears him and hates him Luo Feng.

But if you want to treat him sincerely, Di Wushuang's mother is one of them.

The third level of Emperor Wushuang's bloodline must have been successful, but it also represented the scene that Luo Feng least wanted to see.

Luo Feng found the old madman that day. There was still one day left before departure, and he wanted to leave the secret realm to see his aunt off for the last time.

The old madman agreed this time and asked Luo Feng to go back quickly.

Finally, Luo Feng, Caiyun, and Xingtong set off.

After walking out of the secret realm and using the void escape technique, Luo Feng went to the place where Di Wushuang was based on his memory.

But not long after the three people left, they were spotted by four figures.

The third day was bright and clear.

The mountains are rolling, the rain is heavy, and there is lightning and thunder.

Luo Feng landed on a collapsed mountain. The scene was in a mess, and the fire of karma had not been extinguished for a long time under the heavy rain.

"It looks like something is really happening here," Luo Feng felt the powerful aura of heaven and earth remaining in the air.

He ran through the mountain stream, crossed familiar roads, and finally stopped suddenly by the stream near the small house.

Sitting at the end was a tall red-haired young man.

The red-haired young man knelt down under the heavy rain. In front of him was a recently erected tombstone.

When the twelve evil spirits saw Luo Feng coming, they all moved out of the way.

Luo Feng stared blankly at the gray photo of the tombstone.

The photo showed a woman who was so familiar to Luo Feng that he could no longer be familiar with her.

Really dead.

"You're here," Di Wushuang turned his head, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse.

Luo Feng clenched his fists, "When did Auntie leave?"

"Three days ago, before my mother died, she was still thinking about you. She asked you why you haven't come to see her yet."

Luo Feng came to his aunt's tombstone, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

Luo Feng wanted to say something at this time, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"Are you... okay?" Luo Feng looked at Di Wushuang.

Di Wushuang was very calm, but the sadness reached Luo Feng's heart.

Their brother's Imperial bloodline became sad and affected each other.

"Luo Feng, my mother asked me to give this to you," Di Wushuang did not answer Luo Feng's meaningless question. He asked Guangyue Shishu to send a black baggage.

Luo Feng opened it carefully, his pupils suddenly shrank and tears welled up.

That was the bacon prepared by Di Wushuang's mother for Luo Feng.

Because Luo Feng said before that he loves to eat very much.

Guangyue Shishu covered his eyes and cried, "Auntie said you like to eat. She knew her end was coming, so she prepared it for you overnight. Why did you come here just now, you bastard?"

"I..." Luo Feng looked at the bacon packed in the box, his heart pounding.

"Before my mother died, she asked me to tell you something for her," Di Wushuang said.

"What happened?" Luo Feng wiped his tears with the back of his hand and choked.

"She said... you eat well and sleep on time. Even warriors are still mortal. Remember the dangers outside. When you encounter something you can't solve, remember to ask me for help. If she stops, no one will make delicious food for you.

Yes, you have to take good care of yourself."

Luo Feng hugged the lunch box tightly, quickly opened the lunch box, and carefully ate one bite at a time in front of his aunt's grave.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, Luo Feng came back late. The bacon you made is still delicious. It is the most delicious home-cooked dish I have ever tasted in the world."

"I hope I can eat it for the rest of my life, but...I can't eat it anymore."

After the meal was over, the rain stopped.

Luo Feng couldn't kneel in front of the tombstone for a long time because the emperor's bloodline was unparalleled.

People always have time to leave, and no one will always be with you.

This road, destined to be full of blood, is the only way for a lonely brave man.

This is just the beginning for Luo Feng, who has emerged in the martial arts world.

At this moment, Luo Feng seemed to truly understand the charm of the mysterious realm scattered among the ancestors of the Ji family.

The loneliness and pain are eternal and will not dissipate as the strength increases. On the contrary... it will become even more torturous.

She is an aunt now, but what about in the future?

Luo Feng is not a god. He cannot hold anyone and anything firmly in his hands and avoid the reincarnation of heaven.

This feeling is too painful, just like when the Heavenly Master left, it hurts my heart.

It's getting dark, and the setting sun dyes this paradise red.

Two figures were parallel at the exit.

"Where are you going now?" Luo Feng asked Di Wushuang.

Di Wushuang reluctantly looked at his mother's grave, "I wanted to guard my mother's grave for three years, but my mother probably won't allow me to waste my time anymore."

The strongest man in the new era looked at the messy battlefield in the distance, his karma filled the sky, "I will also embark on the path of martial arts. I will respect my mother's last wish and be an Emperor Wushuang who lives for myself."

After saying this, Di Wushuang looked at Luo Feng, "What about you?"

Luo Feng said, "I'm going to a very dangerous place."

"Are you going to die?" Di Wushuang lit a cigarette and took a long puff, then sent the cigarette to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng skillfully took it and took a deep puff, then slowly blew out the smoke ring.

"I may die, I may find my way to the Emperor's bloodline," Luo Feng gave the cigarette to Di Wushuang again, "Congratulations, when you just came in, I felt that your Emperor's bloodline seemed to have changed.

It’s different, you’ve found your true self.”

Di Wushuang did not take the cigarette this time.

His eyes drooped and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If I knew that the third level of the Emperor's bloodline required the life of my mother, I would rather stay like this for the rest of my life."

"Under the violent emotional changes, the third level of my Emperor's bloodline was opened. It turns out that this is the secret of opening the third level of the Emperor's bloodline."

Luo Feng was confused, "What about me? What will happen to me?"

"Go explore, I believe you will succeed, and my mother has always believed in you, because..." Di Wushuang's broad hand fell on Luo Feng's shoulder, "Because you have the same blood flowing as me, you are no worse than me

."

"Well," Luo Feng finished the last puff of his cigarette. The cigarette butt was turned into powder by the energy of heaven and earth in Luo Feng's hands. Starlight fell on the most dazzling star in the sky.

"Luo Feng, it's time for us to set off," Caiyun reminded from a distance, "We need to gather before dawn."

"Go," Di Wushuang patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, "Waiting for you to come back alive."

Luo Feng nodded, looked back guiltily at the lonely grave, knelt down again and kowtowed three times.

"Auntie, when Luo Feng comes back, I will come to see you again."

"Let's go," Luo Feng wiped his tears, turned around gracefully, and waved goodbye under the sunset.

Watching Luo Feng leave, Di Wushuang also kowtowed three times in front of his mother's grave, and took the Twelve Evils away from this paradise full of beautiful memories.
Chapter completed!