Inside the Demon Buddha, the sect leader Qian Buddha Mingli was furious.

"Thousand Buddhas have no demons, it seems that you don't want to live anymore." Although he is the father of Thousand Buddhas have no demons, his temperament and appearance are very different except for the same thin lips.

Thousand Buddhas and demons look like a demonic person who is charming, moody, and murderous at first glance.

Although Qian Buddha Mingli was full of evil spirits, his eyes were filled with warmth that was rare in his evil sect. There was also no hair on his head, but there were nine ring scars, one more than Qian Buddha Wuwei. Moreover, his nine ring scars were deep purple. As his anger came up, the dark purple ring scars were shining with evil red light.

A "Peng" sounded, and Qian Buddha Wu Demon was shot out of the door of the Demon Buddha's hall by a purple-red Buddhist bead that Qian Buddha lived.

"You say it again, what's wrong with Zhan Xiao?" Qianfo Mingli suddenly suppressed his anger and asked again in a plain tone.

Qianfo Wude's pupils shrank slightly, and he carefully looked up from the door to look at his father in the hall.

He was ordered to capture Zhan Xiao back to the Demon Buddhism. He had received many such orders before. He encountered too many people who resisted, and was tortured and killed by him, but his father never said anything. Why did he get angry like this this time?

"Father, why, why?" Before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew, and red and purple five finger marks appeared on the fair and charming face of Thousand Buddhas without demons.

It is the strong wind caused by the fate of Thousand Buddhas away from internal force.

"Answer me!" Qianfo Mingli said again in a cold voice. This time, his eyes looking at Qianfo Wude were passing through the real murderous intent.

Qianfo Wu Yao's heart sank. His father really wanted to kill him! His expression fusion, he crawled back into the hall, and had to answer honestly. He knew that the price of lying would be even more terrifying.

"He, he, jumped off the cliff of Yueya Mountain, no, I don't know life or death." He said, with a bumpy forehead, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, fearing that he would die if he didn't even finish this sentence.

He did not directly say that Zhan Xiao was dead, but said that life and death were unknown and left a way out for himself.

Thousand Buddhas's life was turned up with their sleeves, and dozens of strong winds attacked Thousand Buddhas's demons.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on every inch of his face, on his body, and on his skin, and the blood and flesh were rolling up, and the wounds were torn, and the pain was unbearable.

"Father, spare me!" Qianfo Wuye didn't know why his father wanted to kill him, but he knew that Lengqing's father was definitely doing what he said.

Qianfo Mingli's eyes were cold, and a violent internal force had already gathered in his hand. As long as he penetrated it into Qianfo Wude's body, Qianfo Wude's general would undoubtedly die.

Just as the internal force was exerted from his hand, and when he was about to touch the body of Qian Buddha Wude, a bright figure blocked in front of him.

"No!" The woman's voice was sharp, her eyes were red after falling to the ground, but she looked at Qianfo Mingli with nostalgia, and finally freezes her son's face.

"Mom!" Qianfo Wu Yao looked at the woman who was lying beside him and gradually died of breath, and his expression became dull for a moment.

The woman looked at the thousand Buddhas without demons in a fierce red color, soft and reluctant to leave, and finally gradually faded until she had no hope of life.

In just a moment, a violent murder appeared in Qianfo Wude's eyes, and he stared at Qianfo Mingli fiercely.

"You cold-blooded and ruthless monster! She is your wife! You actually killed her! You actually killed her!" As he said that, he stood up without hesitation, a blood-colored python whip appeared in his hands, and the blue in his eyes was as bright as a natural gem.

Qianfo Mingli glanced at the woman who had died without emotion and said, "Looking for death."

Thousand Buddha Wude's whip, under his internal force, was as straight as a stick, piercing Qianfo Mingli's chest lifeline.

However, before the python whip was touched, he was bounced away with a rough internal force and fell to the ground again.

"Do you want to die too? I'll give you my help." The internal energy in his palm condensed again, more violent than before, and surrounded by bright blue flocculent mist.

The internal energy was like a charged ball of light, shooting into the chest of Qian Buddha Wude's chest like lightning.

"Puff!" Qianfo Wude fell to the ground, feeling the gradual disappearance of his body. He never knew that death was so terrible. He had not died yet, but he could clearly feel the fear of gradually moving towards death. At this moment, he had no momentum just now, became weak, fearful and helpless in his eyes.

He looked at Qian Buddha Mingli.

"I, I was wrong." His voice was almost inaudible. Every time he said a word at this time, it would bring out a lot of internal breath that delayed his death. But the fear of death forced him to continue to look at his cold-blooded father. He was betting that his only son, Qian Buddha's life, would not die like this.

"I, never dared to do it again." His blue eyes looked at Qianfo Mingli with regret. He didn't want to die just like that.

But looking at his father's eyes that were still chilling, his heart was cold little by little, and the mockery in his heart was self-evident.

I'm going to die like this? Hahahahaha, I was killed by my own father.

How ridiculous and sarcastic!

Just as he closed his eyes in his fate and waited for death to come, suddenly, a warm current was injected into his dantian.

The warm current followed his completely damaged tendons and veins and flesh, making him miraculously feel the breath of vitality. Such warm current gradually increased, causing his broken tendons to continue a lot.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person on the highest stone throne in the hall.

Qianfo Mingli only glanced at him indifferently at the end, and left the hall with his hands on his back.

Qianfo Wu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that there was no trace of strength and energy in his body, but he fell into a coma with great peace of mind.

He doesn't have to die.

Qianfo Mingli came to a secret passage in his room and entered a hidden secret room.

On the wall of the secret room, four images of a woman were hung.

The woman in the image on the left is wearing a yellow goose-pear gauze dress, bright eyebrows and a smart smile. A pair of dark and shining eyes are like stars in the sky. In the other three paintings, one looks angry, one looks angry, and the other is a blue shirt and purple skirt, a purple gauze mask, and a bright gem on his forehead, with a brilliant eyes shining.

When he reached out to touch the face of the person in the painting, he stopped. Even in the painting, she was so holy and beautiful. He dared not touch her with his blood-stained hands.

"Li Li, I found him. I have been looking for him for you for many years." When he said this, his face was full of guilt. "But he died. He was forced to death by my son. I am sorry for you!" He began to kneel in front of the person in the painting, as if he was atonement.

"I should have killed him to avenge your child. I should have killed him!" He clasped his fists firmly, and his eyes became wet without realizing it.

"But I, a thousand Buddhas, have lived my life to pursue your steps for you, and I will sacrifice everything. For you, I have never fallen in love with other women. However, Wu Yao, even if I deny it, he is still my only son. I can't kill him." At this point, his voice became hoarse and his eyes began to be confused.

"Li Li, my Li'er, if, if it was me who accompanied you away from home, then would the person you loved would be me? Do we have our own children?" His voice became a little excited, as if the person in the painting in front of him became real in his eyes.

The cold and cold-blooded sect leader of the Demon Buddha, Qianfo Mingli, was injured and stained with the blood of many decent people. However, such a person became tender and angry in front of a portrait of a woman in a secret room.
Chapter completed!