Jiang Yixiao has always thought that her father is dead, and Mrs.
Zeng has always told him so.
Jiang Yixiao didn't expect that her father was not only not dead, but still alive, and was living in the green lighthouse at home.
It's no wonder that Mrs.
Zeng has never let him get close to the Blue Lighthouse!
"Your father is indeed dead!"
Jiang Feng stood up and looked at Jiang Yixiao with a pair of scarlet eyes, he wanted to tell a secret, and this secret was enough to destroy Jiang Yixiao.
"Your father's surname is not Jiang, your father's surname is Rong!"
"Mom, what the hell is going on?"
Jiang Yixiao asked crying.
"Nonsense!"
Madame Tsang would never allow the secret of the year to be revealed, although many people knew the secret.
Jiang Feng said: "Of course your mother doesn't have the face to tell you the truth of the matter!"
You're the seed of your mother and that bastard of Rongqing!
Who is Rongqing, I don't need to explain!
” Of course Jiang Yixiao knows who Rong Qing is, and Rong Qing is his cousin!
"Impossible, impossible, my father is Jiang Yuren, not Rongqing!"
Jiang Yixiao hugged his head, this sudden news made him unbearable, and his head was about to explode.
"Jiang Feng, you dare to bewitch the public!"
Mrs.
Zeng was furious, and the black clothes on her body automatically rose without wind.
Jiang Feng sneered: "Zeng Minrou, whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you know best in your heart."
Also, how did Rongqing die, do you need me to tell your son?
” "Shut up!"
Mrs.
Zeng was furious, flicked her long sleeves, and the cold light flashed in the long sleeves, and a short sword **** came out.
Jiang Feng flashed sideways, and he avoided this sword.
"Do you want to kill people?
It's not that simple!
You killed Xiaobai, I will definitely disturb your peace!
” "Jiang Feng, I haven't seen you for many years, your cultivation has grown!"
Mrs.
Zeng sneered: "It's a pity, even the gods can't save you today, and you will still die at my hands." ” There was no need for Mrs.
Zeng to speak, Zeng Yichun and Zeng Yiqiu's brothers had already taken action, and they went around behind Jiang Feng respectively, attacking Jiang Feng from three sides.
Although Jiang Feng's cultivation has improved a lot over the years, compared to Mrs.
Zeng's and others, his cultivation has grown slowly.
Under the attack of the three masters, Jiang Feng soon couldn't stop it.
"Young master, let's go!"
Jiang Feng has endured for many years, in order to rescue Jiang Yuren, but now he is under siege by many masters, and he can't be separated at all.
Jiang Yuren knelt beside Jiang Xiaobai as if he hadn't heard anything, he picked Jiang Xiaobai up from the ground and stroked his child's face.
He is no longer the high-spirited Jiang Yuren, and now he is just a middle-aged man with a decadent will.
In order to imprison him, Mrs.
Zeng abolished his cultivation, and even cut off the foundation of his cultivation.
Over the years, Jiang Yuren has never been able to step out of the green lighthouse.
Madame Tsang imprisoned him like a slave in the Blue Lighthouse.
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Jiang Yuren has not seen anyone except Mrs.
Zeng over the years.
The reason why he is still alive is that he still has hope in his heart to one day be reunited with his wife.
And on the night he walked out of the green lighthouse, he saw his son die in front of him.
Jiang Yuren couldn't withstand such a blow, his whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and his originally black head turned into a white head in an instant.
Jiang Yixiao seemed to be crazy and stupid, running around Jiang Yuren, whining and screaming.
As soon as Wu Liuxu made a move, he grabbed Jiang Yixiao, and Jiang Yixiao immediately stood there and couldn't move.
"Son, does it matter if there is anything important about the bloodline of the Jiang family, if you want to open some, you are now the master of the Jiang family!
That's what matters!
” Jiang Yixiao seemed to be woken up by a basin of cold water, and her originally confused eyes became clear again.
"Jiang Feng, go die!"
The short sword in Mrs.
Zeng's hand pierced Jiang Feng's body, and then Jiang Feng slapped Zeng Yichun again.
Jiang Feng spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground, dying, losing his combat effectiveness.
Zeng Yiqiu stepped on his back and trampled him under his feet.
"Jiang Feng, over the years, Lao Tzu is easy to find!
Today you finally fell into my hands!
” Jiang Feng knew that he couldn't survive, he didn't really care about life and death, the only thing he cared about was that he couldn't save Jiang Yuren.
When Jiang Xiaobai was fourteen years old, he chose to fake his death to leave Nanwan Village, not because he didn't want to take care of Jiang Xiaobai anymore, but because he needed time to do something, and he wanted to rescue Jiang Yuren.
It took a long time to find out that Jiang Yuren was in the Green Lighthouse, but the Green Lighthouse was defended day and night, and it was very difficult to force it in.
Jiang Feng had been waiting for the opportunity, and finally let him infiltrate the Jiang family, but everything was still in vain.
He was not reconciled!
"Oh my God!
Why are the good people in this world always suffering, while the wicked are able to do whatever they want with impunity?
God, you're blind in your dog's eye!
” Jiang Feng used his last strength to let out a deafening roar.
A gust of wind blew, and the wind grew stronger and stronger.
In the end, the bean-sized raindrops were dripping sparsely, and soon it was a torrential downpour, and everyone's clothes were all wet.
"It's time to go back."
Mrs.
Zeng walked to Jiang Yuren's side, "You obediently return to the Green Lighthouse, I can promise you that I will leave his whole body and bury him properly." ” "Kill me!"
Jiang Yuren didn't look at Mrs.
Zeng.
"I'm not going to kill you.
I can kill anyone in the world, but I won't kill you. ” In Mrs.
Zeng's heart, she has always had a deformed love for Jiang Yuren.
"I'm already a dead man."
Jiang Yuren stood up with Jiang Xiaobai in his arms, and the heavy rain slapped on his slightly bent back.
Jiang Yuren walked very hard, he carried Jiang Xiaobai and walked towards the green lighthouse step by step.
"Xiaobai, Xiao......
White ......"
Jiang Feng's throat at Zeng Yiqiu's feet came out with an almost inaudible sound, and his eyes looked at Jiang Yuren's footsteps, and his vision gradually blurred.
"Grandpa, grandpa......"
At this moment, a voice was echoing in Jiang Xiaobai's mind, a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Jiang Yuren walked up the steps of the green lighthouse with Jiang Xiaobai in his arms, and went up a few steps, but he didn't go up any further.
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Jiang Yuren felt that Jiang Xiaobai, who he was holding, moved a few times, and his son was not dead yet!
"Child, child......"
When Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes, he was greeted by a face full of vicissitudes of life.
"Father."
"Child, my child ......"
Jiang Yuren choked up.
(End of chapter)