1237 a fatherâs love is like a mountain (1)n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was as if di Cang did not hear Long Yanâs words. The Golden blood on his wrist flowed down and seeped into Bai Yanâs wound.
As her wound gradually recovered, Bai Yanâs originally pale face also gradually regained its color. Her weak breathing also stabilized.
Seeing this, di Cangâs tightly clenched heart finally slowly relaxed.
his sinister and terrifying gaze swept towards ling zun, who was not far away. even the surrounding temperature dropped a lot because of this. it made the people standing beside him feel as if they were in hell and their hair stood on end.
Long Yan opened his mouth in surprise. He wanted to say something, but when he saw the manâs gloomy face, he could not say anything more. He just stood behind him in silence.
âBOOM!â
Bai Xiaochenâs small fist was extremely fierce. Under his brutal attack, Ling Zunâs body was forced back layer by layer. Endless panic emerged in his heart, and cold sweat seeped down his forehead.
However, at this moment, he felt a cold gaze. He looked up and saw a familiar face.
At that moment, Ling Zunâs heart trembled in fear. A trace of fear appeared in his eyes. He turned around in a hurry and ran toward the valley behind him without any hesitation.
Bai Xiaochen got up, and his tiny body turned into a bolt of lightning as he chased after Ling Zun. However, just as he was about to catch up to Ling Zun, Ling Zunâs body suddenly disappeared.
Thatâs right, he had disappeared into thin air without a trace. Only the fluctuations in the air proved his existence.
for a moment, bai xiaochen could not find a target to attack. the violent aura on his body suddenly erupted, and his small fist smashed into an ancient tree at the side with a bang, causing the ancient tree to collapse with a loud bang.
this ... Bai ning was stunned for a moment. She could not care about Bai Yan on the ground and quickly stood up. Her shocked gaze stared at Bai Xiaochen, who was looking all around for a target to attack.
however, yingluo
In Bai Xiaochenâs eyes, there was no longer anyone else. His angry voice was filled with pain, and the wind around him was strong and sinister, destroying all the trees in the surroundings and turning it into a flat land.
âChen âer!â
Bai ningâs heart trembled, and she hurriedly flew towards Bai Xiaochen. In an instant, she had already landed in front of him.
however, bai xiaochen did not retract his fist. his eyes were bloodthirsty and cruel as he attacked bai ning expressionlessly.
The monstrous aura made Bai ning unable to move. She could only look in surprise at the fist that had already arrived in front of her.
However, when Bai Xiaochenâs fist approached Bai ning, it was blocked by a hand.
Under the strong wind, the man was dressed in a long purple robe, noble and evil. His silver hair flew in the wind, and he was so beautiful that people forgot to breathe.
however, the manâs face was pale and his brows were tightly furrowed. his domineering eyes were coldly fixed on the little bun in front of him, and his body took a few steps back from the attack.
âbai xiaochen!â
the manâs voice was low and he asked expressionlessly, â âDo you still know who I am?â
Bai Xiaochen did not say anything. His young and tender face no longer had the innocence and liveliness of the past. Instead, it was enveloped by a bloodthirsty killing intent.
he only had one thought in his mind.
Kill everyone and take revenge for mother!
Hatred and anger had already filled his little heart, causing the red light in his eyes to intensify. His fists rained down like a storm, and his long robe fluttered in the wind.