Chapter 3137

Although he is cold and heartless by nature, in order to cover up his identity and let him sneak into changfengzong, he can mercilessly slaughter a whole village of people, men, women, old and young, but Zuo Yanlin is his own flesh and blood, and the only flesh and blood.

At the beginning, he didn't have a good aptitude. Staying in duanyuezong would never be a great achievement, and he would never take over his own position. So he created another path to let him sneak into changfengzong and try to make great achievements, so that he could take over his position in the future.

Since then, it has been very difficult for father and son to get together, and sometimes they are enemies to each other, but all his hopes are actually placed on this son. Looking at Zuo Yanlin's cold corpse and his eyes, he was heartbroken. He just wanted to tear Gu Fenghua's body apart.

But... Overall situation, overall situation! As a patriarch, he has to put the overall situation first.

Although he is the head of a clan, his promotion to Shengzong is the dream of several generations of Duanyue clan. He has been the head of several clans successively, and the elders and countless elders of the clan have worked hard and devoted their whole lives to this. How could he destroy all this because of his own personal resentment?

"Lord, when I'm promoted from duanyuezong to Shengzong, I won't be able to get revenge. But now, please think twice." Although Zuo Hong'an was already trembling with anger, Hong Yuan'an and others didn't give in at all. They still knelt down and said firmly.

"Get up, and as you say, let her live for a few days." Although the heart is full of hatred, full of unwilling, but in the face of everyone's unanimous opposition, Zuo Hongan finally chose to compromise.

With these words, he walked out without looking back.

"The Lord is wise!" Hong Yuan'an and others finally put down their heart and cried out.

Zuo Hongan was as if he had not heard of it. His face was livid and his eyes were burning with anger. His clenched fists didn't know when they would flow out of his blood.

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In the early morning, the light fog floated in the mountains. The disciples from various schools gathered outside the entrance of Qingqiu gorge. Roughly speaking, there were nearly ten thousand people. This nearly ten thousand people gathered together, but it was silent and extremely quiet.

An old figure stands on the cliff on one side of the canyon, overlooking the people below. The sunlight, refracted by the fog, showed a colorful halo outside his body, and a sense of being immortal.

Although the cliff is as high as ten thousand Ren, people below can still feel the awe inspiring power on him. There is no doubt that this old man is mo Qingqiu, one of the six great envoys under the throne of emperor Xuanji. He is also one of the top strong men in Wuji holy heaven.

Looking at the detached posture, all the people below showed respect and yearning.

"Qingqiu gorge is the place where I practiced and was promoted to the throne.

Since ancient times, in addition to my own disciples, there has never been an outsider to try. Today, I open the ban and give you this opportunity. I hope you will cherish this opportunity. Don't let me down. " Finally, the emperor of Qingqiu spoke, his voice was low, but full of expectation.

"Thank you for your help. I will do my best." Below, all the disciples who are going to take part in the trial are excited to shout.

"Of course it's best to go all out, but since it's a trial, it's hard to avoid some risks. If you can't, you should stop in time and don't waste your life." Qingqiu Jun makes gratified point, and reminds a, and then hit road fingerprints.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the canyon are changing, and the prohibition is slowly opening. A vast and ancient atmosphere is quietly ushered in.

"Go ahead." Finally, the prohibition was completely opened, and the emperor of Qing Qiu took back his hand and said.

It seems that he just looks down at random, but everyone has the feeling of being looked directly at by his eyes. That vision, as if can see through everything, even look directly at the heart.

What a powerful idea! Gu Fenghua was surprised. As a monarch and envoy, Mo Qingqiu's strength may not be above Duan Qingyun and changsun luocang, but his mind is obviously far stronger than them.

Beside, the night cloud is silent, the eyebrow is tiny a pick, the facial expression, unexpectedly also become dignified.