Chapter 563 Runaway Ancient Sea Blood Flower

Chapter 563 Blood Flower

The bone mound was raised high, and the inside was hollowed out, like a simple house, which became a temporary hiding place for Pei Qiuming and his son.

Pei Qiuming is the master of Fenglei Sect and one of the masters of Liuli Island. He has been honored all his life and wild all his life. He has been feared and supported by others. First he was teased by the time and space of Long Live Mountain, and then he was abandoned by the elders of the sect. Now he has nothing but this unworthy son.

The already grumpy temper has recently become stinkier and worse.

"Father, drink some water." Pei Feng was old and disfigured, with gray hair, chapped skin, and a hoarse voice. If it weren't for the support of the realm, he might have to lie on the bone pile and gasp for breath.

"Don't drink! How many times have I said this, don't disturb my cultivation!" Pei Qiuming threw his hands over the skull filled with water, shouting angrily.

"Yes, yes, I'll put it here first, and drink it when I'm thirsty." Pei Feng hurriedly picked up the skull, protected the remaining water, and carefully placed it beside Pei Qiuming.

"Look at your worthless appearance. If you work hard, how could we have fallen to where we are now?" Pei Qiuming scolded with red eyes, and the more he looked at him, the more annoyed he was: "Get out! Get out!"

"Father, you..."

"Who the hell is your father, you are my father! Get out, don't disturb my cultivation anymore." Pei Qiuming yelled angrily, didn't he just start from the beginning, what's the big deal, I was brilliant once, I can still stand up in the future. I want those bastards to know what happens when they betray me. I want to beat them to death, beat them to death, beat them to death!

Pei Feng put on a bitter face, propped himself up weakly, and did not forget to turn his head to remind before leaving: "Father, don't worry, the spirit fruit must not be eaten as food, you... slow down..."

"I'm Shengwu, understand? It's Shengwu! What to do and what not to do, do you need to remind me?"

Pei Feng smiled wryly: "Father, you have to eat every bite. You are now five years old, and it is difficult to gather spiritual power. I mean, it is important to grow your body. First, take care of your body, and then slowly feel the spiritual power." .”

"Do you need to remind me? Get out!" Pei Qiuming felt even worse, five years old, five years old, I'm so fucking five years old! He looked at his delicate skin and touched his fair and hairless face, which he couldn't accept until now.

"I mean……"

"What is it, you talk so much bullshit today, get out!"

"father……"

"Get out!" Pei Qiuming picked up the bones beside him and was about to throw them over.

"Father, my body is too old, and I struggle to walk. I have the realm of the Earth Martial Realm, but I don't have the strength of the Earth Martial Realm. If I'm lucky, I can last for three to five years. If there is an accident, maybe Hang up. I've already thought about it, it doesn't matter if I die, but what about you? I'm dead, who will take care of you, you are only five years old, and Longevity Mountain is not outside, so it is very difficult to eat and drink, I..." As Pei Feng spoke, his eyes turned red, he shook his head, exhaled tremblingly, and walked out with his bone crutches on his hands.

Pei Qiuming was silent, feeling as if his heart was blocked by something, and he was so bored. It was rare for him not to yell anymore, and turned his back to prevent Pei Feng from seeing his hazy eyes.

"no big deal."

"Isn't it degeneration?"

"I can start all over again, I definitely can."

"I have the foundation! I will use ten years to find my lost fifty years."

Pei Qiuming gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Crack!" There was a crisp crackling sound from behind, as if a bone had been broken.

Pei Qiuming collected his mood and kept a straight face on purpose: "Why are you back again? Go out and stay, don't disturb my cultivation."

"Father..." Pei Feng's voice trembled.

"Say it! Don't be dawdling, isn't it a man?"

"You...you turn around..."

"What the hell is going on?"

"Turn back."

"You can't let me save myself..." Pei Qiuming just turned his head, his expression froze.

A group of strange men and women came in from the outside. The man in front pinched Pei Feng's neck and sneered. "Master Pei, it's a pleasure to meet you."

This is a tall and stalwart man, with his upper body bare, revealing his bronze-colored skin, and his thick muscles reveal amazing explosive power. His facial features are clear and deep, making people unforgettable. His fluffy long hair is casually loose, wild and unruly, wild and evil.

"Who are you?" Pei Qiuming stood up. Although he was young, he was not weak. His deep eyes went around the man and looked behind him. He saw an acquaintance, an old woman, with gray hair and blood-stained clothes. Both arms have been broken.

This is the female elder of Fengleimen, the realm of the fifth heaven, and it is she who replaced Pei Qiuming as the new leader of their team. Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for half a month, she would be reduced to such a situation. Not only her arms were broken, but she was also wrapped in chains and dragged in like an old dog.

Facing Pei Qiuming's suddenly cold eyes, the old woman dodged her eyes and did not dare to look at each other.

"You don't care who I am, I'm here to get things." The man stepped on broken bones, walked towards Pei Qiuming, looked down at him, smiled and shook his head, it's really miserable, the majestic master of Fenglei Sect, aloof Sheng Wu, who was so majestic before, has turned into a child and lost all his realm. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would be crazy if he didn't commit suicide. In comparison, I am still very lucky, at least I still have the realm of the sixth heaven of earth and martial arts.

"Let Pei Feng go first." Pei Qiuming insisted with his head raised.

The man pinched Pei Feng's neck and lifted it up into the air: "I heard this is your son? Haha, it's really good luck."

"Uh... um..." Pei Feng rolled his eyes repeatedly after being pinched, and kicked his feet feebly.

Pei Feng shouted: "Let him go, I will give you whatever you want."

"I want your life, give it?"

Pei Qiuming struggled and gritted his teeth: "Here!"

"Not bad, it's rare to see some human touch in Long Live Mountain." The man threw Pei Feng on the ground with his hands.

Pei Feng coughed violently, struggled up, threw himself in front of Pei Qiuming, stopped the man, and shouted in a panic: "Don't hurt him, he is pitiful enough, he doesn't even have the Tempering Spirit Realm, he used to be the sect master, yes Shengwu. I beg you, come to me if you have anything to do, I will pick it up for him."

Pei Qiuming felt a pain in his heart, and scolded with a straight face: "Go away! Look at your worthless appearance, you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of me. Get out! Get out!"

"father……"

"I'll tell you to get out! Get out." Pei Qiuming stared at him, winking slightly.

The man sneered: "Stop arguing, none of you will survive. But whether you can die quickly depends on your performance."

The old woman was pushed to the front, staggered a few steps and knelt on the ground, her face was pale, and she whispered weakly: "Master..."

"Shut up! You still know I'm the sect master?" Pei Qiuming shouted with red eyes.

The old woman smiled miserably: "Master, the others... are all dead..."

"There is more than enough to die! If it falls into my hands, you will die even worse." Pei Qiuming said bitterly, but there was a pain in his heart. died? Are they all dead? No matter how betrayed they are, how bastards they are, after all, they are the people he once trusted and relied on, guarding the Fengleimen together, and fighting against Jin Yangzong and other powerful enemies together. Even if it is to be punished, it should be done by him, not by some other people.

"Well said, those who betray should die." The man snapped his fingers, and the man behind the old woman suddenly raised a big knife and cut it down in the air.

Pooh!

The blood stained the bones red, spraying out long trails, and a strong smell of blood permeated the simple bone mound.

The old woman didn't resist, let the big knife fall, and endured the torture for so long, the death at this moment was more like a relief to her. However, when the man behind him raised the knife, the old woman was looking at Pei Qiuming, and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say sorry, or wanted to say something else, but... she didn't say it after all.

Pei Qiuming's expression was ferocious, but his eyes were obviously shaking, his teeth were clenched, and veins appeared on his cheeks.