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Chapter Fifty-six You Can Make Yourself(2/2)

Then a cry came.

I saw that his son, who had been knocked unconscious by Feng Tianyu, ran from a distance.

"Dad, what are you doing? Don't!" Feng Shao cried and hugged Feng Tianyu.

Looking at Feng Wushao, Feng Tianyu said unexpectedly: "Why are you awake?"

"Dad, I have known the bastard back then over the years. I have been working hard. Just last year, I have reached the Qi Realm! Dad, Dad!" Feng Shao cried.

"Okay, okay, my son has finally grown up, haha, my son has finally grown up!" Feng Tianyu laughed and cried.

"Dad, what are you doing? What are you going to do!" Feng Shao was anxious.

Feng Tianyu shook his head and said, "Dad did something wrong and he wants to atone for his sins!"

"No, dad, grandpa is dead, mom is dead, dad, you can't die!" Feng Shao cried.

Feng Tianyu shook his head and looked at Yan Chuan: "Yan Chuan, Shao'er offended you before, I hope you don't...!"

"I can understand Feng Shao's young and ignorant nature. Moreover, he is Feng Tairan's grandson. I will naturally take more care of him in the future! I will never be embarrassed!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Although his tone was firm, his eyes were still cold when he looked at Feng Tianyu. Obviously, Feng Tianyu must die today.

"Hahaha, okay, my father believes in you, and I believe in you too, Shaoer, listen to Yan Chuan in the future!" Feng Tianyu said with a smile.

"No, dad, I only listen to you, dad!" Feng Shao wanted to steal Feng Tianyu's sword.

"Bang!" Feng Tianyu blew away Feng Shao.

"father!"

Feng Shao was about to pounce, but at this moment, an air wall was blocking Feng Shao.

"Shao'er, don't learn from my father!" Feng Tianyu smiled and wiped the sword in his hand.

"Boom!" Most of Feng Tianyu's head was cut off by himself.

"Dang!" "Pu!"

The long sword fell, and Feng Tianyu also fell into a pool of blood.

"Dad!" Feng Shao cried and pounced on him.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath and sighed slightly.

In the hall, the others from the Dahe Sect sighed as they watched Feng Tianyu commit suicide.

The breeze was everywhere, and the danger of the river was lifted, but at this moment, no one could laugh. Almost everyone was immersed in a sense of grief.
Chapter completed!
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