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Chapter 946 It is the fault of the father whether to raise or not to teach

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    "Senior Qingshan" I said hoarsely, trying to persuade Yang Qingshan a few words. I didn't want to let Yang Xing go, but I wanted Yang Qingshan not to be so miserable.

    But at this moment, Yang Qingshan shook his head, his tone was still calm: "Luo Shiliu didn't curse me, and he didn't do anything to me either."

    "You say he is a woman? But he is kind-hearted. There are too many opportunities for him to kill you. If you don't kill you, you really don't know why?"

    "Xing'er, your path is wrong."

    "I should no longer care about your affairs, but as the old saying goes, it's the father's fault if you don't teach it, it's the father's fault, the teacher's laziness, and the teacher's laziness. You are against the sky and the law. I can't let you do whatever you want. As for Zhang Er's teaching you to have such a vicious heart  , I also want to ask him why he treats you like this."

    "It's hard for you to walk on the right path because your father didn't teach you. This matter is your father's responsibility. If you have the opportunity, you can come back again in the next life. If you don't have the chance, you can find another good family."

    After Yang Qingshan finished speaking, he turned the golden hoe in his hand to his waist.

    The next moment, he waved his hand, and the three black mahogany swords at his waist suddenly fell into his hands.

    "Gai Wen: The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws and regulations." "If you kill your son today, everything will be auspicious! The mahogany will turn into ghosts, the courtyard will be filled with evil spirits, and the ghouls will be vicious. Come together!" The cold words came from Yang Qingshan's mouth.  outgoing.

    He swung his arm suddenly, and three black mahogany swords flew out!

    Yang Xing didn't dodge, his eyes were full of ashes, as if even the hatred had disappeared.

    His back arched, as if he had no strength left to stand still.

    He, waiting to die?

    But the next moment, I knew it was not.

    Because he was holding a dagger in his bloody hand at the moment.

    On the handle of the dagger was yellowed human skin, and the blade of the dagger reflected a cold light.

    "Luo Shiliu, do you have a kind heart?"

    "You, Yang Qingshan, kill your relatives righteously? A tiger doesn't eat its offspring. If you want to kill me, I won't let you kill me." "No one wants me, no one looks at me, no one understands me.  Who else are you?"

    Yang Xing's voice was already very weak.

    He arched his back, but raised his head again, this movement was extraordinarily weird.

    His mouth bled quickly, and he bit off his tongue?

    The next moment, the dagger stabbed fiercely at his own chest!

    All this was just in the blink of an eye, the black mahogany sword swung by Yang Qingshan was already approaching Yang Xing's chest

    My complexion changed, under the moonlight, amidst the blood rippling, what I saw was the spell on Yang Xing's arm.

    "The Plague God Curse!" I couldn't hold back the surprise in my heart, and yelled out.

    The last time Yang Xing failed the Plague God Curse at the Liu family, he didn't wait for Yang Qingshan to kill him, but he wanted to kill himself first.

    Even he no longer has the word "father" in his mouth, and he is calling Yang Qingshan!

    "Nizi, go on the road with peace of mind!" Yang Qingshan also discovered the problem, and his calm voice finally turned into a cold scolding.

    Time seems to be extremely slow at this moment.

    Yang Qingshan's mahogany sword seems to be a bit faster than Yang Xing's dagger, and it will pierce through Yang Xing's chest in the next moment

    The sweat on my forehead rolled down in big spots.

    But at this moment, a cold breath hit, and the temperature in the yard seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.

    Originally there was no wind in the courtyard, but now it is blowing

    When the strange ghostly wind blew, the hairs all over my body stood up, my scalp suddenly went numb, and there was an indescribable feeling of depression that wanted to make me turn around.

    Is there someone behind?

    Who else is there in Yuan's yin and yang house?

    What also made my complexion change suddenly was that under this ghostly wind, the mahogany sword swung by Yang Qingshan was always deflected.

    Of the three mahogany swords, only one pierced Yang Xing's shoulder.

    The other two bluestones pierced the ground.

    Yang Xing's dagger pierced his own heart fiercely.

    Streams of blood overflowed from his mouth, and his body was shaking violently.

    But his face was smiling, his chest and abdomen trembled and heaved, and the place where the dagger passed seemed to be scabbing rapidly.

    He still kept his arched back, but his head was raised higher.

    His originally red eyes were now tinged with dead gray, and his bald head also seemed to be tinged with blue-gray.

    The bleak moonlight shone on Yang Xing's body, his eyes were filled with silence and disgust.??.

    I watched everything that happened in front of me. Before, I felt that Yang Xing was a lunatic, but now Yang Xing makes me feel conflicted and disgusted. If I look at him more, I feel upset.

    He raised his hand and pulled out the mahogany sword on his shoulder.

    With a click, the mahogany sword broke

    Yang Qingshan's hands suddenly pressed his waist.

    However, he didn't act immediately, but turned his eyes and looked backward.

    I also bit the bullet and turned my head to look behind me.

    The grand teacher's chair that was originally empty was no longer empty.

    On one of the chairs, there was actually a dead body sitting, and beside it were two old men with their hands folded on their chests.

    However, the faces of the two old men were stiff, but their eyes were dark.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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