Quickly wear the clothes and become the father of Bai Yueguang who died early

Feng Ming was kicked far away and stopped only when his back hit a tree.

Then a bolt of lightning struck from the sky and exploded at the location of Jiangcheng Station.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and dodged it by flipping over.

"Shit! I almost got killed!"

[Host, be careful. Feng Ming is still using a mortal body. If you hit him, it will attract thunder.]

[Warning, warning, killing the protagonist will cause the world to collapse. ]

Jiang Cheng caught Jiang Tu who was about to collapse.

Jiang Tu went to help Shen Yuan tremblingly. At this time, Shen Yuan's eyes were closed and he was not breathing.

Jiang Tu broke down crying: "Daddy, why did you come so late? I killed him!"

Jiang Cheng felt very sad. He had raised his little girl for such a long time, but he couldn't bear to let her shed a tear.

At this moment, he burst into tears.

However, the change happened in just a moment.

The Ling Xiao Po Yue Bow, which was originally put away by Jiang Cheng, began to vibrate at this moment.

It was as if I felt some guidance.

It came out of Jiang Cheng's arms and hung in the air, vibrating.

Shen Yuan's body slowly floated in the air.

Slowly, Shen Yuan's soul peeled off from his body and merged with Ling Xiao's Broken Moon Bow.

Jiang Tu was stunned and slowly stood up.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Jiang Cheng's Red Tassel Spear also ran out and shouted:

"It's a weapon spirit! It's the weapon spirit of Ling Xiao Po Yue Bow!"

The spirit of the Hongying Spear was a young man. When Hongying found Lingxiao's Poyue Bow, she discovered that the spirit of the Poyue Bow was missing.

At that time, Jiang Cheng had some feelings.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuan was the spirit of the weapon.

Jiang Cheng said: "My dear daughter, that is your partner, the one who has been with you for thousands of years."

Jiang Tu was puzzled, Jiang Cheng smiled, he stretched out his hand and spread it out, the soul fragment in the palm of his hand instantly entered Jiang Tu's spiritual platform.

The original spirit returns and the God of War descends.

A bow appeared between Jiang Tu's eyebrows.

Memories come flooding back like a tide.

Shen Yuan also reappeared in front of Jiang Tu in the form of a spirit.

Feng Ming used a drop of phoenix blood to restore half of his immortality and the memories of his previous life.

But his body was still that of a mortal, and after being kicked by Jiang Cheng, he took a long time to recover.

When he came back, he saw a completely different Jiang Tu, but still in the shell of a mortal.

And Shen Yuan was standing next to her just fine.

Feng Ming looked at Jiang Cheng standing next to Jiang Tu and suddenly smiled:

"I thought someone was causing trouble. The God of War is interfering in the affairs of the mortal world. Isn't he afraid of punishment from heaven?"

Jiang Cheng smiled evilly: "You are not afraid of committing many evil things, so why should I be afraid?"

Jiang Tu recovered his memory, and naturally also recovered his memory of his previous life.

At this moment, the look in her eyes when she looked at Feng Ming was extremely complicated.

Feng Ming also noticed this, and his face was full of joy:

"Jiang Tu, you remember who I am, right, Jiang Tu..."

He wanted to rush over and hug Jiang Tu, but Jiang Tu moved his hand and a long sword appeared and crossed Feng Ming's neck.

"Yes, I remember."

Feng Ming's eyes were slightly red: "I'm so happy, Jiang Tu, I missed you so much."

Jiang Tu said: "It's a little too early for you to be happy."

"In addition to my past life, I also remembered something else. Thousands of years ago, my father and I were ordered to go to the demon world. On the way, I met a bald chicken whose feathers were singed by fire."

"Dad advised me not to meddle in other people's business. Military orders are as heavy as a mountain. We should arrive at the battlefield at the appointed time."

"But I felt compassion and used my feathers to save the bald chicken's life."

Feng Ming's head was buzzing, as if it was difficult to accept so many things at once.

He was trembling, wanting to get closer to Jiang Tu, but he seemed to be too timid to get close to home:

"Back then, it was you... I, I thought it was Jin Yao."

Jiang Tu said coldly: "You still think so now. Daddy is right. Even the Nirvana Fire of our clan will burn you to death. What a good thing you are."

"I shouldn't have interfered with your karma, so the way you treated me in the last life was my retribution."

"Now, the retribution is over."

Every word Jiang Tu said struck Feng Ming's heart, making his face turn pale.

"No, it's not like that, Jiang Tu... Don't say that, I can't bear it..."

Jiang Tu pushed the sword forward a little:

"Now pick up your weapon and fight me. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."

"You are a mortal, and I am also a mortal now. The punishment from heaven cannot affect us."

Feng Ming clutched his heart, which was aching constantly.

"Jiang Tu, I can't do it."

"Don't disown me..."

"Please."

Jiang Tu narrowed his eyes and stabbed Feng Ming's heart directly with his sword.

"Don't come, I think it's dirty."

Taichang Temple Minister's Mansion--Jin Yao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No, how could it fail? Who is it? Who can kill Feng Ming..."

"My magic power, my magic power is dissipating..."

Jin Yao used Feng Ming to extract a drop of Phoenix heart blood to restore her magic power and appearance.

I originally wanted to use it to deal with Jiang Tu.

But everything fell through.

She woke up Feng Ming, but Feng Ming died.

The magic power she obtained from Feng Ming also faded away like the tide.

"No!"

Jin Yao's eyes were red with anger, and her body lost its breath in an instant.

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The spell was broken, and Jiang Jingzhao's vitality, which had been lost for no reason, was slowly recovering.

When Jiang Yuqi led his men into Taiji Palace and wanted to frame Jiang Qingyun for Jiang Jingzhao's death.

Jiang Jingzhao sat up as if he had come back from the dead.

Looking straight at the son.

Jiang Yuqi's hand holding the sword began to tremble.

Jiang Tu looked at Jiang Cheng, and the two looked at each other.

Jiang Tu smiled and said, "Now, we should go back to the Ninth Heaven to settle the accounts."

Fairyland, Sima Palace.

Siming was trying his best to pack the packages.

Suddenly I felt a flash of cold light and something cold pressed against the back of my neck.

He turned around trembling, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"War, God of War, why are you here?"

Jiang Cheng sneered:

"Look at me, you bastard."

The red tassel spear hit Siming again and again.

Siming grimaced in pain: "God of War, God of War, please listen to my explanation. It was Hades who told me to do all this."

"No, don't hit me in the face, I make a living with my face!"

After the fight in Jiang Cheng, Siming still had a breath.

He couldn't even lift his fingers and kept crying.

Then, Jiang Tu appeared.

"Si Ming, I heard that you wrote about me in your storybook in a very miserable way! Being abandoned by others and still using your own blood to support others, you are really good at writing!"

Jiang Tu was grinding his back teeth, with the weapon spirit Shen Yuan standing next to him.

I heard that on that day, there were constant screams in Siming Mansion until late at night.

Shen Yuan helped Jiang Tu out from inside:

"Your body has just recovered, don't make such a fuss. Wait until you are fully recovered, then we can come again. He can't die."

Siming leaned against the door frame and cried, "Come again, woo woo, I was wrong, I was really wrong, is that not okay?"

Jiang Tu smiled coldly: "No, I think you still don't know your fault."

Later I heard that Siming was forced to go to the underworld to experience the books he wrote, over and over again.