This title that is extremely familiar to others is out of reach for Ye Xiaoyao.
He had imagined countless times what kind of person his father was and what kind of attitude he should use to face him.
Now that they actually met, Ye Xiaoyao became confused and didn't know what to do!
Whoosh!
At this time, the man in plain robes waved slightly to Li Fufeng and others who were paying homage.
Then he looked at Ye Xiaoyao and said in a soft voice, like the spring breeze in March, "Little guy, we finally meet after such a long time!"
"you....."
Ye Xiaoyao's voice trembled slightly, "Are you really my father?"
"yes!"
The man in plain robe nodded, then flicked his face, and the chaotic mist covering his face quietly dissipated, revealing an extremely determined face.
This face is very similar to Ye Xiaoyao, especially the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, which look like they were carved from the same mold, resembling the same person.
The only difference is that Ye Xiaoyao's face is filled with the unique youthfulness and vitality of young people.
But the man in plain robes has a resolute face, his temples are slightly white, especially the depths of his eyes, which seem to have experienced the vicissitudes of eternity!
Looking at the face in front of him that was almost exactly the same as his own, Ye Xiaoyao was stunned on the spot, his brain having fallen into an unprecedented blank state.
He was already certain that the man in plain robes in front of him must be his father!
But he did not have the happiness and joy of reunion that he had imagined. Instead, his fists suddenly clenched, and his nails dug into his flesh without even realizing it.
Now he only has hatred!
"brat....."
The man in plain robe was about to say something, maybe to explain, maybe to comfort.
Boom!
But before the words were spoken, Ye Xiaoyao suddenly raised his sword and slashed at him!
At the same time, an almost cathartic roar resounded! "Why!!"
Click!
When the sound exploded, the sword light struck the man in plain robes, but it was unable to shake the latter.
But Ye Xiaoyao didn't care at all, he opened his mouth and wildly waved his sword at the man in plain robes.
At the same time, a series of extremely angry roars and roars shook the world one after another.
"Why did you give birth to me, why did you abandon me, and why are you looking for me now!"
"Where were you when I was called a bastard? When I was betrayed by others, where were you? When I was hunted down by others, where were you!"
"The most important thing is, where were you when Xiao An died just now!!"
Boom ka ka ka!
Ye Xiaoyao's sword shattered the heaven and earth, cut off the void, and disrupted the universe.
Endless sword light mixed with angry questions and shouts engulfed the man in plain robes.
Seeing this scene, Li Fufeng and others looked sad and shed tears.
They were not worried that the invincible man in plain robes would be injured, but they were worried about Ye Xiaoyao's experience and his fate in this life!
He was supposed to be the young master of the heavens who enjoyed supreme power and wealth.
But on the first day he was born, he was deprived of everything and shouldered the responsibility of saving all souls.
How unfair and cruel this is to Ye Xiaoyao!
The man in plain robe seemed to be aware of this, and he did not speak from the beginning to the end, but silently endured the sword rays struck by Ye Xiaoyao!
Although these sword lights could not cause any harm to him, each sword seemed to cut into his heart.
This also made his eternally indifferent heart feel a little painful.
Swing your sword!
Swing your sword!
Keep swinging your sword!
Ye Xiaoyao didn't know how long he vented at the man in plain robes in front of him, but he only knew that the spiritual power and sword intent in his body were completely dried up, and then he stopped.
Bang!
In the end, even the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand fell from his hand and fell straight to the ground!
Seeing this scene, the man in plain robes said: "Little guy, have you finished venting?"
Ye Xiaoyao was silent, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak!
The man in plain robe said seriously: "Little guy, your destiny was chosen by your father for you. You should hate me, but you can't hate your mother!"
"Mother?"
Ye Xiaoyao murmured, for him, mother is also an unreachable title.
The man in plain robe continued: "She is a good woman, a good wife, and a good mother. You can hate anyone in the world, but you can't hate her!"
"I don't hate her, but I don't love her either!"
Ye Xiaoyao's eyes were dull, but this dullness made him even more distant. "In my world, there is only one woman I love, and that is Xiao An, but she died and turned into ashes in front of me!"
"Do you know that pain? Do you know what it feels like!!"
Ye Xiaoyao asked.
"Father, I understand!" The man in plain robes nodded with a frown, as if he was thinking of something from the past.
"No, you don't understand!"
Ye Xiaoyao shook his head fiercely, "Maybe you have experienced similar things, but you will never understand what kind of existence Xiaoan is in my heart!"
"Perhaps for you or you, I may have many uses. Maybe I can help you kill the enemy in the future, or maybe I shoulder the responsibility of saving the common people!"
"But let me tell you, my world never cares about these things, my world is only Xiao An!"
"Now that Xiao An is dead, I have nothing to care about in this world. I will go with Xiao An!"
Buzz!
At the end of the sentence, Ye Xiaoyao was shocked, and his body and soul began to burn.
Obviously self-destructive!
"Good boy!"
Seeing this scene, the man in plain robes raised his eyebrows and sighed secretly.
From the first day the little guy was born, he regarded him as the only hope to save all creatures in the world.
But he never thought about whether Ye Xiaoyao was willing to accept all this.
Now he understands that Ye Xiaoyao has never cared about the gods.
Perhaps it can be said that An Ziyi is his all-powerful beings. Now that An Ziyi is dead, all the great spirits in Ye Xiaoyao's heart have obviously perished!
Buzz!
After thinking about this, the man in plain robe waved his hand to extinguish the flames burning all over Ye Xiaoyao's body.
"Why do you want to save me? Don't I even have the right to die?"
Ye Xiaoyao yelled angrily.
The man in plain robes shook his head, "Little guy, death is easy, but death can't solve any problems!"
"If being a father could bring back the little An in your mouth, would you still want to die?"
"What?"
"Can you resurrect Xiao An?"
Ye Xiaoyao was shocked and overjoyed for a moment.
If An Zizui could be resurrected, he would naturally not seek death.
"Haha, although this body of will is very weak, you can give it a try!"
The man in plain robes smiled softly, and then explained: "Some soul fragments will remain for a period of time after death. As long as these soul fragments can be gathered to a certain extent, there is a possibility of resurrection!"
Buzz!
As he spoke, the man in plain robe reached out and grabbed the void around him, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The soul has returned, the soul has gathered and gone..."