"The vows I made back then were all in vain. The child is incompetent, unable to protect himself, unable to keep his promise, let alone accompany you to the end of his life... Nian'an is extremely unfilial!"
Blood Sea walked alone for twenty years, but he never shed a tear or showed any weakness. Even though his body was severely injured and his meridians were shattered, he gritted his teeth and held on, unyielding.
But now when I return to see my old father, all my tenacity has collapsed, and I am left with only a heart full of embarrassment, a heart full of debt, and a heart full of shame.
In the courtyard, Luo Chuan walked forward slowly.
The eighty-year-old man staggered and moved slowly, but he bent down steadily, stretched out his old and warm palms, and gently supported Luo Nian'an, who was crumbling and almost collapsed to the ground.
The palms of my hands were warm, just like the warmth that had wiped away his tears and healed him countless times decades ago.
Luo Chuan There is no blame, no questioning, no regret, only the gentleness that is as tolerant as ever.
He gently lifted up the broken and kneeling child, his voice was hoarse and gentle, passing through the rustling autumn wind, falling gently on Luo Nian'an's ears, repeating the two gentlest sentences in his life:
"Just come back."
"An'er, it's enough if you can come back."
These seven simple words defeated all Luo Nian'an's fortitude.
Luo Nian'an buried his head in the warm arms of Luo Chuan, like a child who had suffered all kinds of grievances and returned home covered with bruises, crying silently and trembling violently.
In the courtyard, the autumn wind is bleak and the fallen leaves are flying. The white-haired old man is holding the wanderer who has returned in pieces, standing quietly between heaven and earth, his eyes full of tenderness and compassion.
Since then, the deserted little courtyard finally has people and company again.
The next two months will be rare and peaceful.
Luo Chuan still looks like an old man. Every day he makes fires to cook, cleans the courtyard, makes warming and tonic decoctions, and takes good care of the disabled Luo Nian'an.
He still didn't use half of his immortal power, and only used the most common decoctions and the most ordinary meals in the world to nourish Luo Nian'an's decayed and exhausted body bit by bit.
It does not cure immortal injuries, does not repair spiritual roots, and does not renew meridians.
Cause and effect are established, the path is established, and changing it will only make him suffer more severe backlash for the rest of his life.
Luo Nian'an stayed quietly in the hospital to rest.
During the day, he sat under the eaves, watching his elderly father staggering to work, cleaning up the yard, watching his white hair blowing in the wind, and watching his rickety and busy back.
At night, he sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the stars and moon in the sky, silently recalling his tragic life.
For sixty years, the Immortal Realm has been magnificent, and for twenty years, Blood Sea has been killing people.
He fought for the road, for the top, for victory and defeat, for grudges, for the world. In the end, he was left in ruins and his life span was empty.
The only good thing is that I still have my old father to give him a place to return to.
But this stability only lasted for two short months.
On this day two months later.
The clear sky suddenly changed color.
The originally gray and calm sky suddenly began to roll violently!
Black thunderclouds gathered crazily from nine days away, covering the sun and moon and blocking the sky!
The wind is raging, the sky and the earth are howling, the wind and clouds are rolling back for a hundred miles, the mountains and rivers are shaking, and the earth is roaring!
The originally quiet and peaceful barren mountains were instantly enveloped by a terrifying and supreme pressure that suppressed the world for eternity!
The wind and clouds tore apart, the clouds and mist exploded, and above the nine heavens, five majestic and majestic figures stood in the air, hanging above the sky of the small courtyard!
The clothes of the five people were flying, their auras were overwhelming, and the power of the Ascendant Realm avenue was lingering around them. Each of them was a supreme Ascendant Realm powerhouse who could dominate the Immortal Realm!
The terrifying coercion poured down, causing the mountains to bow their heads, the grass to bend, and the whole courtyard to tremble!
The leader was an old man in black robe with white hair hanging down from his waist, a sinister face, and eyes full of murderous intent.
The old man's eyes were like cold knives, penetrating the clouds and locking on the broken Luo Nian'an who was sitting quietly in the courtyard. His voice shook the mountains and rivers, and his angry roars roared like thunder, exploding the heaven and earth:
"Luo Nian'an! Get out of here!"
The overwhelming hatred destroys the whole world!
Luo Nian'an, who was sitting quietly in the courtyard, suddenly shook his body, and his cloudy eyes instantly filled with extreme fear and despair!
It's him!
Heavenly Demon Old Ghost!
The old sect leader Heavenly Demon Demonic Sect who was destroyed by him back then!
Back then, he self-destructed his meridians, burned all his Dao foundations, killed the young master of the Demon Sect, slaughtered the core disciples of the Demon Sect, destroyed half of the Demon Palace, and completely cut off the inheritance of Heavenly Demon Old Ghost!
At that time, he fought desperately and severely wounded the enemy, but failed to kill Heavenly Demon Old Ghost.
At that time, the old ghost went out to the secret place and luckily escaped death.
Unexpectedly, after twenty years, this old demon Ascendant Realm would actually find this desolate ridge of mortal world and his final destination!
Luo Nian'an's face turned pale, and his broken body was shaking violently. He turned his head suddenly and looked at the old Luo Chuan beside him, his eyes full of panic and extreme anxiety!
He himself was already a useless person, his meridians were cut off, his spiritual roots were destroyed, and his longevity was exhausted. Death was not a pity!
But his father is just an ordinary old man in the world. He is eighty years old and frail. How can he stop the wrath of the Ascendant Realm?
"Dad!"
Luo Nian'an roared hoarsely, pushing Luo Chuan with all his strength, his voice was crying, and he was extremely anxious:
"It's Heavenly Demon Old Ghost! It's the Demon Sect leader that I killed back then! He's here to seek revenge from me!"
"Dad, go quickly! Leave here immediately! Go as far as possible! Don't look back!"
"Today is the day that I, Luo Nian'an, die, and it has nothing to do with you! Leave quickly!!"
Luo Nian'an tried desperately to hold up his broken body, to push his father away, to die alone, and to protect his father's stability for the rest of his life.
Above the sky, the black-robed Heavenly Demon Old Ghost looked down, looking at Luo Nian'an in the courtyard, which was in a state of wretchedness and dilapidation, looking like a useless human being. The murderous intent in his eyes became even colder, and he laughed wildly and filled the sky with hatred:
"Hahaha! Luo Nian'an kid! You have lived in hiding for twenty years!"
"Back then, you relied on your self-destruction of Dao foundation, overdrafted your longevity, secretly killed my son, massacred hundreds of elites of my Demon Sect, and destroyed my thousand-year Dao tradition!"
"I have been searching for you for twenty years! I have traveled all over the world and searched for nine days! Today I finally found you, a disabled person like you!"
"Today! I will crush your bones to ashes, extract your soul and refine your soul, and make you suffer endless pains in purgatory for the rest of your life, in order to sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven!"
The terrifying murderous intention spread crazily between heaven and earth.
Luo Nian'an Facing the pressure of the Nine Heavens and the supreme power of the Ascendant Realm, he slowly released the hand that was pushing his father.
He closed his eyes and looked miserable, filled with endless exhaustion and resignation.
He turned to look at the sky, his voice was hoarse and desolate, without any resistance at all. "Heavenly Demon Old Ghost, just kill me."
"All grudges and blood feuds are caused by me alone and I am responsible for them all."
"My father is just an ordinary old man in the world. He has been innocent all his life and has nothing to do with the world."
"Today I will let you slaughter me, let you break my bones and throw away ashes. I just ask you... to let my father go!"
But Heavenly Demon Old Ghost, who is above the Nine Heavens, heard this with a sinister smile on his face and extremely cruel eyes, "Let him go?"
"Hahaha, it's too late!"
"Today, neither of you, father and son, can escape!"