"puff--"

Wu Xian looked at his eldest son for a long time, with only strange eyes left.

A sharp pain suddenly came from the mouth of his heart. The martial arts in the meridians lost control due to the agitation of emotions, and rushed out of internal injuries, followed by the smell of iron swelling up his throat. Wu Xian spurted out a mouthful of blood, part of which was stained with red bed, part of which was splashed on the ground and the eldest son's soap boots. The spurt of blood did not improve the symptoms, and a dizzy moment followed.

Wu Xian's lips were stained with blood.

His face was weak and pale, disappointed and heartbroken.

Tears rolled down, and his fingers trembled at the eldest son and scolded: "You, you, you - you - you, a sinister son! You are not arrogant, you are a cruel father, you kill your biological mother by mistake... How could an orphan have such an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unkind son? Do you know, what kind of things you have done that are worse than animals? You are really..."

He was so excited that he choked up his whispers.

Although Wu Xian's relationship with his first wife has always been bad, especially after the incident between Zhao Feng's family, the relationship between the couple fell to a freezing point and was in the same situation, Wu Xian is a soft-hearted person. He also remembers that he and his first wife are young couples, and have had days of supporting each other and moving forward and retreating together. Even if it is not for her, they cannot break up for their sons.

Therefore, after the establishment of Gaoguo, he did not hesitate to make his first wife the queen and give the crown prince the most open and noble identity.

Apart from having no feelings, Wu Xian thought he would do what a husband should do. He heard that she died, and he felt pain in his heart. The one who pushed this pain to the top was naturally the death of the second son, and the second son was still forced to death by the eldest son!

The eldest son restrained his crazy expression.

There was a bit of silence between my eyebrows and eyes.

"The lord is the sage, the wise, and the blessing of the country; the kind father is the filial son, and the blessing of the family. My father and son have lived in an unhappy family for many years." He looked at Wu Xian with a blank expression and mocked him, "What is righteousness? The father is kind, the son is filial, the brother is good, the brother is brother, the husband is righteous, the wife listens, the eldest son is respectful, the young man is obedient, the king is kind, and the minister is loyal. Let me ask, how many of these things do you do yourself? Our brothers just follow the example, the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked. Isn't this reasonable and natural?"

His tone returned to his former peace.

"After all, it's Ah Father's fault."

"You have always hoped that your son would be friendly and respectful, but you could not be the example that a father should have. He has been shaking for so many years and partial and partial belief! The root of all chaos lies in you! While giving me the honor of my eldest son, you also gave my brothers the hope of replacing me as a corpus. You put a piece of flesh with blood in front of a group of wild animals, but you hope that they will not fight or rob and play with it at your will! Ask yourself, can you do it? Wu Zhaode, you can't do it yourself!"

"You are the one who killed my mother!"

"You are the one who killed my second brother!"

When the eldest son said this, he was already full of tears and tears and snot over his face. He wiped it casually, swallowing the strange spasm of his throat and continued: "My second brother and I are brothers of a mother and a compatriot. We shouldn't have been like this, because we are completely the same blood! Whether he is the side branch to assist me or I am the side branch to assist him, our interests are completely consistent. I am the side branch and I am the side branch to assist him, and there is no belly between us! Who exactly brought us to this point?"

It is a real joke that a mother can kill each other!

But, the joke became reality.

"It's you, Wu Zhaode!"

"You are a slaughter and brother when you were young. After being a father, you learned lessons and thought you would treat your son fairly and fairly, and eliminate the source of chaos in the family. But every step you took is forcing us brothers to kill each other! The second brother is me watching birth and growing up! He was a small group and staggering behind me and calling me brother. I remember all those! But now - but now - I have no mother and brother, I have nothing left! Wu Zhaode, I have nothing left! But you, the culprit, still have a group of beautiful couples, one after another, one son and a daughter! Why do you have no one right! Why do you have no one right!"

The eldest son's accusation was like a heavy hammer hitting Wu Xian's Tianlinggu.

Wu Xian's expression was dazed for a moment.

I vaguely saw the eldest son rushing up with a ferocious look with a sword.

The sharp sword edge quickly magnified in front of his eyes!

Wu Xian didn't do anything, and he raised his palm and slapped it out. His martial energy poured out and blew, hitting the eldest son's wrist. The eldest son's wrist bone shattered, and his whole body flew backward like a kite, and his long sword flew out. The eldest son gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of his spine hitting the ground. The illusion of displacement of his internal organs made his blood qi surge backwards. He swallowed the sweet throat and stood up with his elbow: "You are not sealed."

He spoke with a certain tone.

Mr. Staff’s warning is true.

The eldest son was not afraid at all, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved that the execution knife was about to fall. Wu Xian stood up from the bed and looked at the eldest son from a high place, with a cold voice: "Your trick can still harm you?"

Wu Xian said: "You are so disappointed by Gu."

The eldest son kowtowed, and the blood flowed from his forehead made his eyelids heavy. Perhaps he was dying, but his mind was calmer than ever before. Some inexplicable clues were connected into a line. He staggered up, picked up the sword he had been with him for many years, and smiled bitterly: "Are you disappointed? The father was not even more disappointed, his son did not die in the palace transformation? His son was very curious..."

Wu Xian frowned and looked at the eldest son in front of him.

The eldest son's arm was very serious and soft. With his talent, this hand is likely to leave lifelong disability.

"What are you curious about?"

"I wonder why my second brother knew about my plan. Why did my father easily say "Support the King to save the Lord" so timely... Now I think it was revealed to him by Ah Father? You really like him and want to use the trick to get rid of my son minister so that he can die in the name of a traitor, and pave the way for my second brother to become the crown prince? Unfortunately, the winner was the son, the father--"

Wu Xian said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense!"

He killed his brothers when he was young, which does not mean that he could kill his son cruelly. If he could really do it, the eldest son's grave grass is tall and he can still live to this age. Come and go crazy with him?

But the eldest son never believed his words again.

He cried: "The king succeeded and the enemy lost, and the minister lost."

Wu Xian was tired and turned his back.

He was preparing to call someone to come and put his eldest son under house arrest.

He hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet.

Although the eldest son went crazy today and said too many rebellious words, it did touch Wu Xian and made him feel regretful. However, he did not think it was his fault. He had already lost a wife and a son and did not want to lose another son. This evil son is unfilial, but he does not lack this bite of food and keep it.

However, things always went beyond his expectations.

Wu Xian felt the movement of the sword sharp edge from behind, and his heart was full of holes and was left with sadness. The eldest son wanted to assassinate himself at this point, and he was really disappointed. He was secretly wary of luck, but what he was waiting for was a heavy object falling to the ground and his sword landing on the ground.

The alarm bell in his head screamed.

All his strength was drained in an instant.

When Wu Xian came to his senses, a stinging pain came from his knees, and the bricks and stones on the ground were cracked by him! He supported the ground with both hands and turned around in a hurry. The blood marks on his eldest son's neck made his eyes hurt. Wu Xian crawled over almost his knees and picked up the person.

One hand covered the sword mark with deep bone-visible.

The blood quickly spread through his cuffs along his fingers.

"Dalang, Dalang—"

Martial arts are poured in without any money.

However, the eldest son's pupils gradually faded away.

"Erlang..."

This sigh and murmur reveals infinite attachment.

Wu Xian's pupils shrank suddenly.

His palms can no longer feel the pulse beating!

"Dalang!"

"Come, come!"

After a turmoil, the eldest son's body gradually became cold.

Mrs. Mi Bang, who received the news from the inner court, also now second only to the queen, rushed over. After Wu Xian was under house arrest, she was worried about her and secretly ordered someone to reveal the news. The eldest son did not settle the mother and sister of the concubine. She knew that Wu Xian was safe and had been hiding in the inner court for these days. At this moment, she heard the rumor and rushed over immediately.

Only then did I realize that the eldest son, the second son and the queen were both dead.

She stopped, not going in, not leaving.

No one knows the contradictions of Wu Xian’s personality better than her.

He gave the eldest lady the queen the throne, and had no affection for her. He never met twice a year. The couple looked like enemies than enemies, but this did not affect Wu Xian's previous relationship at all, especially when his first wife and two legitimate sons died.

I hit the gun.

What made her even more chill was Wu Xian’s choice.

He chose not to die.

The outside world still thinks that the crown prince is under house arrest for his father and brothers.

Mrs. Mi was frightened to see it. Wu Xian was preparing to take the opportunity to clear the connections between the two young men in the court, as well as all unfaithful court officials! He was forced to the palace by his son and court officials, but he still left a psychological shadow on Wu Xian.

Wu Xian’s inability to force his son to death does not mean that he is not cruel enough to others. People who can’t sit still at this critical moment are afraid that the whole family will be sifted! Mrs. Mi looked at the three-dog coffins placed in the Lengqing Mourning Hall, and she was left with only sighs and pity.

What a stupid and dull mother and son!

Why do you have to have a real relationship with someone like Wu Xian?

The soft ears and emphasis on feelings do not mean that he is not affectionate and righteous.

His affection has never been used only to touch himself.

Mrs. Mi sighed secretly and continued to burn paper money.

The king's heart was changing. Wu Xian changed his mind just three days after choosing to keep the funeral. Not only did he change his mind, but he also ran to the mourning hall with his knife, staring at the three coffins, his body was full of murderous aura, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the knife burst out. As an ordinary person, Mrs. Mi could not bear this power, her body was trembling, and endless fear spread to her heart until her son begged silently.

"Father!"

The boy's voice was loud and clear.

The words pulled Wu Xian back from the cliff. He noticed Mrs. Mi's appearance and retracted her momentum. Only her chest was violently undulating. Her hand holding the knife was tight and loose, and she became loose and tight. The boy protected her biological mother and did not dare to speak easily.

However, those eyes looked very much like Wu Xian.

It's also very similar to when he was a teenager of the eldest and second sons.

Wu Xian relaxed his hand, took off his long sword and slammed heavily on the ground.

He said: "It's normal to have funerals, and it's announced to the country."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Mrs. Mi grabbed her son's arm in a panic and asked in a low voice: "What's going on outside? Why is your father like this?"
To be continued...