Peng Ye Tian 4
although I don't have spiritual power, I can still use the lightness skill I learned from Baijing. I flexibly went behind Peng Yefei and looked at him coldly.
"You don't want to get psychic jade, and Baoyu is the Lord, you can't use it even if you get it."
Ye Peng fell to the ground one by one and cried silently. Finally, he didn't shout out the two words.
Ye Peng's hand shakes Peng Ye Tian a little, but Peng yetian still can't wake up. Suddenly, Peng yetian's body gradually becomes transparent and turns into air. It's gone.
Ye Peng's mouth opened and tried to make a sound, but the choking voice had made him speechless. Peng yetian had been holding Ye Peng's hand, and his eyes were closed heavily.
If you are worthy of being a father, you can just shout and shout. " Peng Ye Tian takes the last breath and looks at Ye Peng imploringly.
"Before I die, can you teach me about my father? I know that I don't
his eyes are closing little by little, his eyes are beginning to blur, and Ye Peng's eyes fall a drop of boiling tears.
"It's no use. There are demons in my body. If I let him escape or control me, the consequences will be unimaginable. Since it's my sin that I caused, I should end it. I just hate you. I've lived in this world for so long. I've been looking forward to dying for so many years. Now I can finally leave, and suddenly I can't give up. ”Peng Ye Tian said and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Ye Peng's eyes were red, but still stubborn, no tears, "I will not let you die." Ye Peng said softly.
Ye Peng, the eyes are gratified, there is heartache, "we just recognize each other, I will leave you a person, child, live well."
Ye Peng held him when he was about to fall down. Peng yetian looked at Ye Peng with his eyes and said, "son, I'm not a good father indeed. I didn't protect your mother, and I didn't protect you. Your mother died in order to save me, but you were injured by my own hands. You said that I met your mother down here. Why It's good to tell him, but it's good to be free at last. " Peng Ye Tian is already on the verge of falling, and his body is dangling in the air.
Peng Ye Tian is trapped by the evil spirit. He has been greatly injured. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he has lost his strength. His eyes have returned to normal, and the black lines on his face have gradually faded away. Finally, he has recovered his original appearance.
Peng Ye Tian felt that the evil Qi was restless in his body and wanted to break through his body. Peng yetian pointed several acupoints on his body, and then trapped the evil Qi in his body.
The body is still hot with blood, Peng Ye Tian is so born for Ye Peng to block the fatal blow, and then one of the kneeling on the ground.
"Ah." With a roar from the sky, Peng Ye Tian's pain reached the peak. He roared at the sky angrily, and then a particularly powerful force rushed out of his body. Then he rushed towards us and rushed to Ye Peng. However, at the moment when the evil spirit was about to touch Ye Peng, a figure blocked him in front of him.
Watching a stream of evil spirit released from his body, several of us were scared by the battle, and we certainly looked at him.
Peng Ye Tian's eyes are bright and dark, one is black, the other is red, looking like a magic trick, his facial features are ferocious, all twisted together, and then the evil spirit on his body suddenly began to become more restless and disorderly.
"His last conscience." Ye Peng looked at Peng Ye Tian with some ridicule. The sword in his hand was already covered with black and sticky blood. In a moment, the blade of the sword dropped to the ground. There was a pool of blood, some of which were Ye Peng and some were Peng Ye Tian.
"What did you do to him?" Zhan Yan came to hold Ye Peng and asked curiously.
Ye Peng had tears in his eyes, which slipped to Peng Ye Tian's hand. Ye Peng's blood dropped from his body, and then began to fuse with Peng Ye Tian's blood. Suddenly, Peng yetian left Ye Peng, and then covered his head in pain. His pace was a little disordered and he was very uncomfortable.
Son, also do not struggle, the eyes did not have a trace of anger, feel that he seems to have died the same, grief is not greater than the heart of death, said is now Ye Peng.
Peng Ye Fei was infuriated and immediately grabbed Ye Peng's neck. Ye Peng was no longer in turmoil, so he let him pinch his own neck.
suddenly, Ye Peng raised his sword at his feet, and rushed to Peng Yefei's body recklessly. One sword and another stabbed him crazily, and his body was covered with blood, but he was still stinging recklessly.
If Peng Yefei is still awake and knows that he has hurt his son, he will regret his death. But how can I make him calm down and regain his reason again.
Although they hurt Peng Ye Tian, they are all small ones. Ye Peng vomites blood and falls on the ground one by one. The wound is not light, but the heart should be more miserable.Sigh, I thought you were a good man, but I didn't expect that he was the most hidden talent.
I suddenly jumped in my heart. It turned out that he wanted my heart blood to be used in this place. I looked at Peng Yefei, who had lost his mind completely, "the contract can be terminated. As long as you take your heart blood, you can terminate the contract, and then I can use it. Ha ha ha ha ha After saying that, he suddenly burst out laughing a few times, the voice heard my scalp numb.
Peng Ye Tian had been turned into nothing, but in the place where he just disappeared, he gradually formed a glittering figure, and slowly condensed into the shape of Peng yetian, translucent, suspended in the air.
At the moment, he didn't have the anger just now. His face was gentle, which we had never seen. His eyes looked at Ye Peng tenderly. Ye Peng looked at the sudden figure, and his face was dull.
"Peng'er, my father should have been gone when you saw me. You are a good child. I regret not taking good care of you, but I have no chance. Some things must be solved. There are some things that my father didn't tell you. I originally intended to let everything disappear with my death, but I'm worried that you will be depressed after my death In my heart, I am more afraid that you will one day find out the truth and hate me, so I decided to tell you everything