That familiar voice made Mu Yu's whole body tremble. Even the pain all over his body seemed to disappear all at once, and his mind was completely filled with that rich voice.
"Dad?"
Mu Yu opened his eyes in confusion and looked towards the source of the sound.
It was a familiar figure. Although it seemed very illusory, it still looked so solid, like a high mountain standing behind Muyu, making him feel an unprecedented sense of security.
It's Dad Kumu!
Buzz!
The majestic breath swept out, rolled up the wooden feathers in the air, and rolled them to the dead wood. The dead wood pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of eagerness, and the eagerness was mixed with endless anger.
"You are hurt?"
Deadwood is still just a soul, but his eyes are on fire, as if there is a volcano hidden inside, ready to erupt and burn out any enemy who harms his son.
Mu Yu looked at the familiar face in disbelief, feeling that everything seemed like a world away. He had been working hard to resurrect the person in front of him for so many years, and never gave up. After experiencing disappointment again and again, he still persevered.
Compared to the moment when he committed the murder, he still had endless regrets in his mind, regretting that he had not done it.
But he never expected that the father who often scolded him would appear here and save him at the critical moment!
"Dad..."
Mu Yu was speechless, his heart was roaring crazily. At that time, he clearly felt that he had a lot to say to the person in front of him, telling him how guilty he was, and telling him what he had experienced in these years.
, but at this moment, Mu Yu could not say anything.
"Whoever hurts you, I will kill him."
Deadwood's eyes flashed with anger, and the yin and yang of chaos surrounded him. The powerful power of the Mahayana stage poured out, sealing the entire void and sealing off all the retreat routes of the soulless form.
Domain ability, hopeless situation!
The entire void seems to be shrouded in all kinds of gloomy poisonous mist. This poisonous mist is extremely terrifying and pervasive. It seems that even spiritual power can be eroded by the poisonous mist and turn into a highly poisonous thing.
There is no way to survive in the field!
"A dead tree is evergreen? You are actually still alive?"
Hun Wuxiang, who had just stabilized his body, was also shocked. People in the world of cultivation may only know that Kumu Changqing is a person who stutters and uses poison, but as a member of the Soul Tribe of the Third Palace, he is very familiar with Kumu Changqing.
but!
That is a person who even the master of the Three Palaces, Bai Jie, is afraid of Sanshou!
Whoosh!
The overwhelming poisonous mist has quickly enveloped Hun Wuxiang. Hun Wuxiang roared furiously, and his whole body was filled with white light. Thousands of soul lanterns were spread all around, forming a white barrier in front. At the same time, the soul lanterns were
Countless resentful souls also emitted powerful light, forming huge tentacles, trying to tear open the blockade of poisonous fog.
Domain ability, Thousand Lamps Demonic Seal!
Buzz!
The big hand formed by the soul lamp was extremely powerful, as if huge waves were rolling on the river, trying to break up the overwhelming poisonous mist. However, when the white giant hand touched the green poisonous mist, the poisonous mist did not
Instead of being torn apart by giant hands as expected, the poisonous mist directly attached to the white tentacles, gradually transforming them into green.
"What?"
Hun Wuxiang was shocked and angry. After all the poisonous mist infected the tentacles, those tentacles actually got rid of his control, and the poisonous mist quickly moved along the tentacles towards the soul lamps. In just one breath, there was already a
Most of the soul lamps were infected by the green poisonous mist, and the resentful souls in the soul lamps let out shrill screams, seemingly unable to withstand the erosion of the poisonous mist.
Click! Click!
After all the soul lamps were corroded by the poisonous mist, they gradually solidified, and finally exploded violently, turning into balls of green poisonous mist, making the entire hopeless and lifeless realm even larger!
A look of horror appeared on Hun Wuxiang's face. He was also in the Mahayana realm, but his domain ability could not stop Dead Wood's desperate situation. In the realm of Dead Wood, the poisonous mist could not use the soul power.
If you block it, you will only be assimilated and corroded by the poisonous mist and become part of the opponent's domain!
Ordinary people who use poison can easily be blocked by the spiritual power of cultivators when they use poisonous mist, but when they practice poison to the extreme, the poisonous mist in the desperate situation can no longer even block the spiritual power.
live!
"you die!"
Deadwood stretched out his hand with murderous intent and shook it violently. The scope of the desperate situation immediately began to shrink, trapping the soulless form in it and wrapping it into a ball.
boom!
The poisonous mist dispersed, and Hun Wuxiang let out a heart-rending howl of pain. The soul power of his entire body was completely infected by the poisonous mist. The poisonous mist even invaded his body, causing him to reveal his ferocious appearance.
His face gradually became stiff, his body exploded into powder, and not even his soul escaped!
Dead Tree turned around and once again produced mysterious array patterns in his hands, wrapping Mu Yu's whole body. Two chaotic yin and yang, one black and one white, flowed out and intertwined with the chaotic yin and yang on Mu Yu's body, sending out bursts of strange sounds.
resonance.
"This is the territory of the Danding Sect, nothing will happen." Kumu's eyes were filled with worry.
Mu Yu looked at those familiar eyes, and his tight consciousness finally relaxed. There was only excitement in front of him, and he didn't even think about why Dad Kumu suddenly came to life. Mu Yu didn't care, and his whole body was also filled with excitement.
Falling into endless darkness...
——
It feels like I have had a dream. The dream is very long, the spring is bright, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the whole world has become very beautiful.
Mu Yu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was familiar inscriptions, intertwined with each other, emitting soft light, and four shadows of chaotic yin and yang in the air, mixed with Xiao Shuai's laughter.
This is the Kaixu Ding.
Mu Yu sat up with difficulty, as if remembering something, he quickly looked around.
"woke up?"
The figure of Kumu slowly appeared in front of Mu Yu's eyes. Although it was illusory, it made Mu Yu feel extremely real. Mu Yu could feel that Kumu seemed to be relieved.
"Well, I'm awake."
Mu Yu looked at the dead wood and suddenly laughed. His smile was still so pure, like a child who was ignorant of the world. He saw the person he could rely on, as if any danger was not worth mentioning.
He thought that when he saw that person again, he would be so excited that he couldn't express his emotions, he would burst into tears, he would hug him tightly, call him "Daddy Kumu", and tell him that he would never be angry with him again. As long as Kumu could live well, he would definitely be right to him.
Dad obeyed his advice and poured out all the bitterness he had suffered for many years...
But the moment Mu Yu saw Ku Mu, he found that many of his pretentious thoughts had disappeared in an instant. He was still the same optimistic person, and Ku Mu was also the rigorous Ku Mu. Even the greetings were so casual, as if they left yesterday and reunited today.
, nothing has changed.
In front of this good-looking person, Mu Yu couldn't be pretentious.
Mu Yu chuckled. He had thought about many things in the past and wanted to tell Kumu impatiently when he woke up. He would tell him what he had been doing all these years and how much he missed him. However, when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but tell him.
into a familiar tone.
The two of them just stared at each other, both trying to see something in each other's eyes, as if they were meeting again after being cut off from the vast distance of time and space, familiar people and familiar eyes.
Kumu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, then suppressed it and simply said: "It's okay."
He is not good at saying provocative words, nor is he good at expressing his emotions. Even if he is worried, he will only speak very simply.
Mu Yu just sat like that, looking at the dead wood. He was very worried that this was a dream. The stubborn old man was back. This was what he had dreamed of, but he felt it was unreal. He wanted to take a few more looks to confirm that this was not true.
A dream.
"Why do you always look at me?" Kumu looked away. He seemed to be avoiding something and looked a little uncomfortable.
Mu Yu held his chin with his hand and said uncertainly: "I don't know, why don't you scold me?"
Kumu frowned: "Why did I scold you?"
"I always feel that if you don't scold me, something is missing. It doesn't feel like you." Mu Yu touched his nose.
Kumu said angrily: "Am I just a person who likes to curse in your heart?"
Mu Yu tilted his head and thought for a long time, rolled his eyes a few times, and then nodded: "Yes!"
"you--"
Deadwood looked a little annoyed.
After another long silence, Kumu suddenly asked: "So...does what you said before still count?"
"What are you talking about?" Mu Yu didn't respond.
"It's you...you called me...you said..." Kumu hesitated, his voice seemed a bit lacking in confidence.
"Why are you stuttering again?" Mu Yu asked curiously.
Kumu glared at Mu Yu angrily, as if he was about to rush over and slap Mu Yu on the back of the head again, but he remembered something and held back forcefully.
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Kumu said with a gloomy look.
Mu Yu said in confusion: "Dad, why do you feel so weird?"
Kumu suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Yu, as if he heard something that surprised him, and his eyes actually lit up with a hint of hope.
Mu Yu suddenly understood and laughed: "Oh, I know you want to ask me if I still recognize you as my father?"
"I don't care about these things." Kumu couldn't wait to snort coldly, trying hard to pretend to be indifferent, a typical person who wants to save face.
"No, I care. I care. Before you left last time, you said that what you wanted most was a son. You somehow treated me like a son. I also agreed inexplicably. How could you go back on your word?" Mu Yu hehe.
smiled.
A smile appeared on the corner of Kumu's mouth, but he quickly covered it up, straightened his face, and snorted: "Smooth talk, when will you let me worry less?"
Mu Yu touched his head and found that the injuries all over his body had healed, the spiritual power in his body was stronger, and his whole person became lively and very comfortable.
"Isn't it normal for a father to worry about his son?" Mu Yu let out a sigh of relief. Big Black and White and Little Black and White were running around on top of the handsome boy in the air, and the sound of play spread throughout Kaixu.