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Volume 1 The God of Hunting Office Chapter 994 Guilt

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    In fact, the Supreme Pavilion has been completely rebuilt, and even the outer shell has been rebuilt. Therefore, for Mr. Zheng, except for a very familiar outer shell, everything else is strange and unfamiliar.  .  Zheng Xian walked in this hunting department and could clearly see the painstaking efforts of the builders of the Supreme Pavilion. In the past, the Supreme Pavilion was only used to prevent nuclear weapons. Now, the significance of the Supreme Pavilion is not to prevent nuclear weapons attacks, but to prevent nuclear weapons attacks.  He was fighting against the immortal cultivators and preventing them from sneak attacks. Walking in the long and narrow corridor, Zheng Xian could feel himself being oppressed by a force that completely suppressed the vitality in his body and even made him feel kind.  The feeling of being unable to send the power of life out of the body. If an ordinary monk came here, his legs and feet would immediately become weak, and he would have no choice but to capture him without any help.  ¡°That is to say, monks in the Gangqi realm can perform normally here, but they cannot maintain it for long.  Zheng Xian¡¯s footsteps landed on the ground, and waves of echoes came from the empty walls. It sounded like an army walking in this narrow corridor.  Zheng Xian reached out and touched the wall, and streaks of withered aurora immediately appeared on the wall, like sharp thorns, almost piercing Zheng Xian's palm.  Zheng Xian nodded slightly. From his point of view, at least this corridor could get full marks.  But Xian Zheng is not afraid. There are too many powers he can use, and he may not necessarily have to use the power of life.  After passing through the original corridor of more than thirty meters, in front of Zheng Qian was a small door that was still narrow and could only accommodate two people passing side by side.  The small door was open, and the light inside was shining like a fluorescent lamp.  Nowadays, LED lights are used. The not-too-stable light of this fluorescent light makes Zheng Xian feel more familiar and friendly. I remember that when I was in the Hunting God's office, this kind of long lamp was hanging in the room.  No matter, the light is just like this, trembling slightly. Under this light, Tong He chattered and brewed Kuding tea Zheng Xian stepped out of the corridor and entered this huge prototype space. The room was very empty, with almost nothing.  Zheng Xian frowned slightly and saw his face covered with acne standing in the middle of the room.  He held a middle-aged woman high by the neck with his hands full of acne, and dragged a middle-aged man by his hair with the other hand. Zheng Xian was puzzled. That woman was not Ding Xiang's mother at all, and neither was the man.  It¡¯s not my balls, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on with my face full of acne.  But Zheng Xian¡¯s eyes froze for a moment, and then his expression darkened. Zheng Xian had never had such a gloomy aura, so that layers of ice floes began to condense under Zheng Xian¡¯s feet.  In the marsh mirror behind Zheng Xian's head, the face that showed its true face only when facing Zheng Xian began to have a distorted expression. To the marsh mirror, Zheng Xian's enemy was his enemy, and Zheng Xian hated it.  He also hated the existence of Zheng Xian, and now that Zheng Xian was angry, he was ten thousand times more angry than Zheng Xian!  "Mr. Zheng, you're here so soon. How do you think I should welcome you? With your father's eyes or with your mother's face?" The pimple-covered face was ferocious, and the ferocious ferocity emanating from within made him scream.  Everyone's whole body felt hot.  Zheng Xian's eyes collided with Hang Qing's at this time. This was the meeting again after more than ten years. Zheng Xian had fantasized about meeting his mother again countless times, but he never thought that it would happen in this way.  Such a situation reunites.  There was almost no need for any reason. Zheng Xian knew at a glance that this was his mother. The things flowing in his blood clearly conveyed this unmistakable message.  Zheng Xian¡¯s hair stood up one by one. The ice under Zheng Xian¡¯s feet expanded rapidly and began to climb toward the surrounding walls. The temperature in the entire large circular space dropped rapidly.  Zheng Xian has been angry before, but those anger are not one ten thousandth of what he is now.  "Hahahahaha, yes, yes, that's the expression, that's the look, that's what I want to see the most. I've been looking forward to seeing this expression on your face for I don't know how long, hahahaha, Mr. Zheng, now  You are just a piece of meat in the palm of my hand, I can cut it however I want!" With a strong step on his face, the entire circular space suddenly sank.  Keep going down, keep going down, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters!  The entire circular space actually sank a full three hundred meters, entering a completely underground world.  "Do you know why I led you to this hunting department? This is my territory. Here, your bronze sacred tree has no effect at all. If you don't believe me, you can try to use it. What? You don't want to try? It doesn't matter.  I'm here to help you. I'll burn your mother's face to pieces right now, and then dig out your father's awkward eyes.?By that time, you will surely know that you regret provoking me!  " Zheng Xian's originally slender eyes narrowed, and it looked like there was only a thin line left. Then his face was covered with acne, as if it was struck by lightning, and it hit the wall directly. " Zheng Xian appeared where the face was covered with acne.  At this moment, a loud thunder-like sound exploded in front of Zheng Xian, and there was another explosion from the place where Zheng Xian's face crashed into the wall, and the sound seemed to be slower than the time.  For a moment, it was as if he was watching a movie with a wrong soundtrack. Zheng Xian ignored the pimples on his face and looked at the woman and man on the ground with a pair of eyes. These two were his parents, the parents who abandoned him since he was a child.  Zheng Xian was once afraid of seeing them, because Zheng Xian didn¡¯t know how he should treat them. Even at this moment, Zheng Xian still couldn¡¯t find his place and said that he hated them both. That was  Of course, Zheng Xian was filled with hatred, but this hatred was mixed with something else, something that made Zheng Xian unable to vent his anger on them. When he was a child, Zheng Xian hoped to find his parents countless times.  , used everything he had to avenge them, but after learning about his parents' choices, Zheng Xian's feelings for them became complicated and swayed. It is difficult to describe this complexity in one or two sentences. Zheng Yifan struggled.  He helped Hang Qing up, who was almost suffocating. This was quite difficult for Zheng Yifan, who was missing a hand and had a serious injury on his chest. Zheng Xian just watched silently. It was not that Zheng Xian was cold-blooded, but  At this time, Zheng Xian didn't know what he should do. In front of these two people, Zheng Xian felt at a loss for the first time. He felt that he had suddenly turned into a child less than ten years old, standing here,  There was a violent atmosphere all around, and he was thrown up and overturned like a small boat in the violent atmosphere. Zheng Yifan helped Hang Qing, and Hang Qing's bloodshot eyes gradually recovered, and she looked at Zheng steadily.  First, she opened her mouth, unable to speak, and burst into tears. She had no face to say anything to Mr. Zheng, and she didn¡¯t even have the courage to ask for Mr. Zheng¡¯s forgiveness. But Zheng Yifan, who straightened his spine and fought openly and secretly with the descendant, had never fought openly or secretly with the descendant.  The man who lowered his head did not even dare to look at Mr. Zheng. The guilt had taken root in his heart for too long, and now it was spreading, boundless
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