Secret room.

As the stone door closed again, the light in the secret room became darker, and only in a small ventilation window, some outside light was vaguely projected into it.

Suddenly—

Crazy!

The nine iron chains locked the thin figure with their backs facing the sentient beings suddenly became straightened one by one, and the scattered gray hair fluttered without wind, as if there was an inexplicable "momentum" that dominated all this.

Slowly, the thin figure, whose originally drooped head suddenly raised.

Like a dragon raising his head!

Two divine lights burst out, which were his eyes. He opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes was like two burning holy fires, which reflected his extremely ferocious face when he first looked.

There were two horizontal wounds on his face, which almost skinny and bone-skinned, which almost cut off his face, making it hard to imagine how severe the damage he suffered back then.

As the wound healed, the new flesh was radiant red, looking like a large earthworm squirming.

Even so, this face gives people a masculine and domineering sense. Judging from the outline of the face, he was also an extremely handsome and elegant man back then.

His eyes were originally filled with endless sorrow and silence, which was a lifeless sense of silence, as if the person who was sinking under the abyss could not see the gaze of seeing the sun again.

But now, there is a little vitality in these eyes. After this little vitality begins to condense, it begins to take root and sprout, growing rapidly, making his heart, which is already lifeless like a dry well, begin to inject a little vitality into it.

"I-son!"

He opened his mouth to himself, and just when he asked Ye Huang where his child was, Ye Huang had a very short trance and mental loss.

He sensed and captured it. From it, he speculated that his son, who had encountered an accident before the first month, was still alive, and that the Ye family knew about his son's situation.

In the sudden incident that year, he fought alone against the three powerful Martial Saint Realm powerhouses, and fought out a bloody path from endless siege and killing masters, allowing his beloved woman to leave with his son who was not yet full month old.

At that time, he had only one thought in his mind, and he should not be afraid of death in battle, but he should also protect his wife and children before he died in battle. Before he fell down, he should also let his woman leave with his children and escape from the ancient martial arts world. Even if he was hiding his name, he would still survive.

He did it. Even when facing the siege of the three powerful Martial Saints, even if there were still siege of the half-step Martial Saints and the peak Martial Ancestors around him, he still fought a bloody path and let his woman escape with his children.

In the end, he fought until he was exhausted, but he did not die.

The Ye family came forward to protect him, but the condition was that he was imprisoned here with the Jiulong Lock.

Unexpectedly, after half a month, a bad news came that the woman he loved died. She returned to the ancient martial arts world and rushed towards the Ye family with the purpose of saving him.

But how could she, a woman, be able to defeat the powerful men of all forces who launched this incident?

She was intercepted and killed halfway, stained with blood all the way, and finally fell down in front of the Ye family's gate.

He heard that when she fell down, she kept chanting his name, her eyes were without regrets, and her face was filled with a smile.

He understood what she meant. From the moment she married him, she was a member of the Ye family in her life and a ghost in the Ye family in her life.

Even if he was about to die, he would come to the Ye family and wanted to see him again.

At that time, he was furious and struggled with nine thick iron chains like crazy until his body was covered in blood and blood flowed all over the ground. How could he, who suffered a huge heavy blow, break free from the shackles of the most cruel Jiulong Lock?

However, the Ye family did not mention his child. He had thought that with his wife's intelligence, he should have found a way to entrust the child to the fullest, and then he returned to the Ye family alone, trying to rescue him.

Even though she knew she was imprisoned, how could she survive?

From that moment on, he was completely lost and his heart was like a dry well. He sat alone with his back to all living beings, and supported his belief - a child!

He had a premonition that his children would still be in the world.

Because those masterminds were ruthless and might try every means to get rid of their children, with the purpose of eliminating them.

But since it is worthy of the trust of the woman you love, I think there is a way to protect your child's comprehensiveness and allow him to grow up healthily.

So, he waited for more than 20 years. He was giving himself opportunities and his children's opportunities to grow.

In the temptation just now, judging from Ye Huang's brief reaction, he was sure that his child was still alive and had grown up.

This is why his heart of nirvana rekinds its vitality.

"Qing, Qingshi...I, our...child...is still alive! I, I will wait for him to come!"

The thin figure was talking to himself, but his turbid eyes began to turn red and moist.

"My son...waits for you for your father!"

A hint of gentleness flashed in the red eyes of the thin figure.

To this day, he still remembers his chubby little face in his craziest in his craziest and his innocent eyes that were pitch-black and bright like the vast starry sky. He also remembers the warm feeling that he was touched when his child was first held by his child.

It was a feeling of being a father.

That was his child, and he could only yell at that time.

He still remembers that once when he was changing a diaper, he hugged the child on his body. Unexpectedly, the boy peed all over him, which made him laugh. He laughed at his beloved woman that his child must be a big shot in the future, and he dared to pee on the head of a Saint-level powerful man at such a young age.

His beautiful and virtuous woman reached out and patted the child's butt and said with a smile, then pee more.

Little and little bits of precious memories came to his heart, making him thrilled.

"Qingshi, this life, I, I, I, cannot protect you... But I, my children, will protect you!"

The thin figure murmured to himself.

His thin hands clenched into a fist. Once upon a time, his fists were spreading all over the world, and he dared to ask the powerful Martial Saint to surrender.

How long has it been?

His fists have never been clenched again!

How long has it been?

The blood in his body has never boiled again!

As he clenched his fist again, a domineering and boundless trend spread throughout the secret room, as if the sleeping dragon that had lasted forever was about to wake up and take off again.

When the dragon raises its head, he dares to let the people of the world understand what it means - Kanglong has regrets!

The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and once it soars, the arrogant dragon regrets it!

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