The grandfather punched the wall, and the wall cracked like a spider web, and arcs of spiritual power flickered around the old fist.
Grandpa gritted his teeth and filled his heart and lungs with anger. "It's my fault. I thought she was dead a long time ago and never paid attention to her whereabouts. If she was controlled by someone, what kind of torture would she have suffered in the past eighteen years..."
Qingge supported my grandfather,
The usually strong and majestic old man collapsed in despair at this moment. The golden toad crutch in his hand fell to the ground, and Grandpa punched himself in the heart.
Qingge looked out the window.
Is Yan Bingtong still alive?
Are her parents still alive?
Her heart trembled slightly, and complex emotions welled up in the depths of her soul.
As a human being, the most important thing to her is always love.
Qingge grabbed Grandpa's hand to prevent him from hitting her in excitement. Grandpa leaned in Qingge's arms and smiled bitterly, "There are so many children, and the one I love most is your mother, but I also hate her.
, She is that man’s daughter. Every time I see Bi Tong’s face that looks similar to her father’s, I want to punish her. Therefore, Bi Tong severed ties with me and left Luohua City with such determination that she left without looking back.
Now, just like her father, she leaves as soon as she says so."
He sang softly and patted Grandpa's back to calm Grandpa's mood.
In my grandfather's life, the person he loved most was His Highness the Elf of Shenyue City.
However, my grandfather is stubborn and not a weak person.
If you are ruthless, I will give up.
Grandpa can cross mountains and endure dimensional storms to go to Shenyue City, it is for love.
Similarly, when she saw Her Elf getting married, the bright red wedding dress stung her eyes, and the bride's brilliance was in stark contrast to her wretchedness and dirtiness.
She stole Yan Bingtong and returned to Four Stars. Within half a month, she remarried the eldest son of the Yan family and announced to the public that Yan Bingtong was the eldest son's daughter.
Grandpa was panting heavily, and then he grabbed Qingge's hand and said, "Qingge, we must find your mother, she must be suffering."
"I will." Qingge said: "The Burning Moon Palace is the former residence of the fourth elder Kong Kong. The screen world is in the Burning Moon Palace. Elder Kong Kong once loved his mother, but he is dead."
"Death? Feng Qingyang is dead, do you believe it?" Grandpa said.
"Feng Qingyang is different from Kong Kong. The four elders of Kong Kong committed suicide in front of Jialan Gate. There is no way it can be faked."
"How can you lie about your parents falling off a cliff? My child, you have to know that in this world, everything is changing, Yin and Yang coexist, life and death coexist, life is death, death is life, no matter whether it is empty, dead or not, we all have to
Go find your mother." Grandpa said.
The grandfather picked up the crutches on the ground, with an expressionless face, and slammed it on the ground. The ground shattered, and the spiritual blades shot out in all directions, "If you dare to touch my son, you will be torn into pieces by five horses, and the bones will be smashed and ashes will be thrown away."
Her daughter is definitely still alive.
Eighteen years!
If he is still alive, he will be controlled by others, and his soul and body will not be saved.
Qingge's eyes flashed.
Is Yan Bingtong imprisoned by the void?
If so, then the void is still alive?
If it wasn't emptiness, who could be the person behind it?
What about night terrors——
Does he know that Yan Bingtong is still alive? Does he know Yan Bingtong's whereabouts...
Qingge had a splitting headache.
The affairs of her parents are all elusive, especially for Yan Bingtong. Apart from a cry for help and the screen world, there are no clues at all.
"I will let the shadow guards find my mother's whereabouts. Grandpa doesn't have to worry." Qingge said.
"How can I not be worried? My daughter has not returned home for eighteen years, and she is still controlled by someone. Someone must be up to something evil!" Grandpa's hand tightly grasped the crutch. "If I catch the person behind the attack, I will
I want to break that man’s bones into pieces inch by inch.”
Qingge hugged Grandpa tightly, and Grandpa's body was shaking crazily.
My grandfather has always regretted not locking up Yan Bingtong and preventing her from marrying Ye Jingfeng.
If he hadn't been with Ye Jingfeng, how could something have happened to Yan Bingtong?
Qingge closed his eyes and patted his grandfather on the back.
Yan Mansion, Fire Prison.
The fire burned in a circle, and Yan Shicheng's hands and feet were bound, standing in the center of the fire.
Yan Shibing came with a line of guards. Yan Shicheng had his head drooped and his hands and feet were nailed to the cross. When he heard the footsteps and looked up to see Yan Shibing, his dark eyes sparkled with hope. He moved fiercely.
Waving his limbs, the wounds on his hands and feet were painful, and Yan Shicheng's range of movements gradually became smaller.
"Bing'er, come here, are you here to save my father?" Yan Shibing smiled, with his hair hanging on both sides. When he smiled, his face was wrinkled, like a chrysanthemum fluttering in the wind.
Ye Qingge asked Yan Shibing to execute it, and Yan Shicheng felt alive.
He can't die.
His son is here.
Yan Shibing will definitely rescue him.
"Father." Yan Shibing walked to the flame light and stopped.
"Hurry and help my father remove the nail, and go and hire the best doctor in the city. Otherwise, something will happen to her hands and feet. And that night of singing made her proud for two days. After a while, she will be with you."
Crying." Yan Shicheng said.
Yan Shibing stepped across the flames and stood in front of Yan Shicheng, "Dad, does it hurt?"
"It really hurts. This Ye Qingge is so cruel. Wait until I get out and see if I don't peel her skin off." Yan Shicheng gritted his teeth.
He hadn't noticed yet that Yan Shibing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, sunk in the shadows, and his eyes were terrifying, looking at him like a dead person.
Yan Shicheng thought Yan Shibing cared about him.
"Don't worry, you won't die for your father." Yan Shicheng said.
Yan Shibing removed the nail embedded in the palm of Yan Shicheng's right hand. Yan Shicheng gasped in pain and cried out.
He glanced sideways at Yan Shibing, "Please be gentle, are you going to hurt me to death?"
"Oh, it won't hurt anymore." Yan Shibing silently inserted the big nail into Yan Shicheng's metacarpal bone and embedded it deeply into the cross.
Yan Shicheng turned his head and looked at the nail. Blood spurted out. He glared at Yan Shibing, "What are you doing?"
"Dad, don't you feel pain? Still hurt? It's my fault. It's all my fault. Don't make yourself angry." Yan Shibing pulled out the nail again.
Yan Shicheng was so angry that he vomited blood.
No matter how stupid Yan Shicheng was, he noticed something was wrong with Yan Shibing at this moment.
"Were you bribed by Ye Qingge?" Yan Shicheng asked.
"Buy? How could it be? I was just doing the right thing."
While speaking, Yan Shibing held the nail and turned it around on the flame. The nail ignited, and Yan Shibing inserted the nail into the bloody hole in Yan Shicheng's palm.
The fierce flames burned the blood and flesh, and the pain was heartbreaking. Yan Shicheng roared like a wild beast, and he was in pain.
"I'm afraid I'll be the only one to accept a thief as my father in Luohua City," Yan Shibing said.
Yan Shicheng's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?"
"You still want to deceive me. It's true. I've known about this since I was a child. Yan Shicheng, do you think I would save an enemy who killed my father?" Yan Shibing sneered coldly.
"I am your father, don't listen to other people's nonsense."
"Father? I'm just a tool you use, a stepping stone to help you take power. It's so ugly how self-righteous you are. "Don't worry, I will find a coffin for you."