Chapter 3 Who said he was dead

"Father, Father! Hurry up, please save Xuanting. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book." In the martial arts performance, Cang Xushan was originally a young man who taught the younger generation. The screams sounded, and from a distance he saw Cang Xuanfeng running over with Cang Xuanting on his back. The former face was full of tears, while the latter was silent.

"Xuanting!" Cang Xushan's heart suddenly felt ache and flashed towards Cang Xuan Peak. He saw a shadow floating by, but the person was already standing in front of Cang Xuan Peak.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Cang Xushan hissed and roared, and his anger burst out wildly. Although he only had two sons in his life, both of them were useless. But he never blamed them for a moment, but instead spoiled. In his heart, all this was his fault.

Cang Xuanfeng, who was standing in front of him, felt like a fallen leaf, and then it was blown away from afar. Cang Xuanting behind him had already been embraced by Cang Xushan.

"Xuanting! Ah!" As soon as Cang Xuanting got his body, he investigated the latter's rehabilitation. After investigation, his blood and blood were almost instantly condensed. His son, his youngest son, was actually... dead. There was no breathing, no heartbeat, and nothing else.

"Why! Why?" Cang Xushan suddenly looked up, and his fierce aura penetrated into the sky. At this moment, he remembered the wisdom of his youngest son, his calmness and sensibility, and his cuteness when he was young. It is a fact that he cannot practice, but this is not the reason to take his life.

"Who is it! Who is it?" He roared to the sky, and Cang Xushan's tears could not stop pouring. A man of seven feet high could not bear the pain of losing his son in the year. This pain almost suffocated the tough man.

This scene on the side of the martial arts performance was seen by many people, and several young people walked to the sidelines and whispered softly. However, no one dared to go forward. At this time, the violent aura revealed by Cang Xushan made them feel that their lives were involuntarily.

"It's just a waste, you'll die if you die. What's there to cry?" At this moment, a mosquito-like voice sounded and a boy in white spoke.

"What did you say?" Cang Xushan suddenly looked up, staring at the boy's eyes with an extremely cold aura burst out.

Kill! Now he just wants to kill. He doesn't care about anything, and he can't control anything. What's the bullshit head of the family, what's the bullshit interests with him? Even his son can't be saved, so why are you talking about strengthening the big family?

"I want you to die!" A cold tone came from his mouth, and Cang Xushan's figure suddenly disappeared. He stretched out his right hand, turned into a claw, and grabbed the boy in white directly at the throat. Even if the latter was an outstanding genius in the Cang family, he would never be ruthless. Even if he was a relative, he would have to die.

"Bastard! Xu Shan, what are you doing?" A thick voice sounded at the martial arts venue, and an almost illusory shadow appeared between the boy in white and Cang Xu Shan. Then everyone in the venue saw a flash of light, and Cang Xu Shan retreated for more than ten steps in a row.

His burly figure, old face, mottled length. A thick white spiritual energy surged out through his palms, and the air around him fluctuated violently.

"Cang Xushan, are you crazy? Qianhao is an outstanding junior in our Cang family. Do you still want to destroy him?" Cang Beidao stared at his son angrily, feeling scared. If he came a little later, he might be afraid that the Cang family's future hope would be destroyed by Cang Xushan himself.

"Huh!" Three figures appeared one after another. In addition to the two old men with a baby face, there was also a rough-looking and fit-fitting year. The former were two elders of the Cang family, and the latter was Cang Xushan's younger brother, Cang Xuwei.

"Father!" The young man in white Cang Qianhao hurriedly walked forward when he saw Nian.

"Brother, I don't know what Qianhao did to be angry and resentful. I'll apologize to you first. However, your actions are really too cruel. Qianhao is your nephew." Cang Xuwei's eyes revealed his sharpness and said in a stiff tone.

"Haha!" A desolate laughter sounded. Cang Xushan looked at the people and said in a very desolate tone: "Forget it! Forget it!" Without any explanation, he turned around silently, and his figure became extremely cold. He picked up Cang Xuanting, took his only eldest son, and slowly walked towards the path next to him.

The undercurrents between father and son, brother, and family, this relationship has become extremely thin. In the world of respecting the strong, he cannot protect the safety of his children, so let him hide in the mountains and forests and protect them with his life!

"Xu Shan, come back!" Cang Beidao seemed to see his eldest son's determination, and his heart couldn't help but feel pain. However, his screams did not make Cang Xu Shan turn back, and the latter still walked away from the martial arts field step by step.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?" Cang Beidao was extremely furious and turned around and looked at Cang Qianhao and the boy who worked.

"Grandpa! I..." Cang Qianhao lowered his head, swallowing and not daring to speak.

"Bastard!" Cang Xuwei waved his son's head and slapped, "Don't you give me a honest explanation, what did you do?"

"Old patriarch, it's me!" A slightly bold boy walked out next to him. Because he was not a direct line of the Cang family, he called Cangbeidao the old patriarch.

Nodded, Cang Beidao looked at the young man and said, "Say, say everything you know."

"Yeah!" the young man nodded, and then said everything. From the arrival of Cang Xuan Peak with Cang Xuanting on his back, then Cang Xushan's shocking anger. Then Cang Qianhao's insults, everything was expressed through words.

"Bastard!" Cang Xuwei was furious after hearing this and kicked Cang Qianhao directly. Although he looked down on his elder brother's two useless sons, he would not say such words. He was born from the same root, so why not fight each other? Brothers, how can they use such vicious words?

"Xuanting." The old man's eyes were filled with a hint of heartache. According to the boy's words and Cang Xushan's anger, the child had died. But when did all this be born?

"Xu Wei, summon people to find the suspicious person in the town. Xuanting, the child, must not die in vain." Cang Beidao ordered, turned around and rushed towards Cang Xushan and his son.

The old man never said a word to Cang Qianhao from beginning to end. In his eyes, even if you are a genius, after saying that, his heart became cold.

"Let's go back and get rid of you." Cang Xuwei glared at his son fiercely, turned around and went to do business.

Cang Qianhao glanced at his father's back, a trace of sinisterness appeared on the corner of his mouth, and complained in an inaudible voice: "I'm right. Since it's a waste, there is no need to stay in the world."

The two elders of the Cang family who stood there were both spiritual masters. With the strength of Lingyuan Master, they naturally heard this subtle complaint. Both of them shook their heads indecisively. No matter how talented this child is, he is not the material to take charge of the family. His narrow-mindedness and viciousness are impossible to convince people.

In the small courtyard of Cang Xuanting brothers, Cang Xushan carefully placed Cang Xuanting on his bed, who was silent. He turned around and said to his eldest son, who was also tearful, "Xuanfeng, pack up, let's leave here and leave this home."

"Yes!" Cang Xuanfeng nodded with tears in his eyes, turned around and walked out of the hut. A burly figure appeared at the door, blocking his way.

"Xu Shan, what crazy words are you saying? Where do you want to go after leaving here? You have to know that you are the head of the Cang family." Cang Beidao walked to Cang Xu Shan angrily and shouted.

"Father! I have lost a son, and I don't want Xuanfeng to die without any clarity." Cang Xushan said to the old man in a desolate tone: "As for the head of the family, it has been no longer the moment I took action against Qianhao."

"Bastard!" The old man roared angrily and said, "You have the final say if the head of the family is not yours. Now calm down and tell me what I had given birth to?"

"Grandpa!" Cang Xuanfeng said in a crying voice: "Although I don't know if a person can be resurrected by death, I think you should look at Xuanting. He is your grandson, and you should give him hope."

If what he said normally is a big mistake. But at this moment, he can't control so much.

When Cang Beidao heard this, his heart trembled.

Yes! From the moment when something happened, I never thought of looking at the child. Cang Qianhao had good talent and his grandson was good. Could it be that Cang Xuanfeng and Cang Xuanting were not? At this moment, the old man felt extremely guilty and condemnation instantly woke him up. His grandson was always a grandson, and his flesh and blood affection that could never be erased.

"Get out of the way!" He pushed Cang Xushan away, and the old man walked to Cang Xuanting, reached out and began to investigate the young man's aura.

"Fuck! Bastard, who said Xuan Ting was dead?" The moment after exploring Cang Xuan Ting, the old man turned around angrily and roared loudly at Cang Xushan. Spit splashed, almost spitting Cang Xushan's face.
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