"Father, what\'s the matter with your injury?" Zhou Heng pressed down his anger and asked in a calm tone, but his slightly trembling voice still exposed his extreme anger//

Zhou Dinghai thought a little and thought that his son was born smart. Even if he didn\'t say he could guess one or two, he might as well tell him directly and said, "I heard that a divine medicine was born a few days ago. My father took a chance and fought with others. His skills were not as good as others!"

Zhou Hengyi understood that his father was trying to find him a magic medicine that could "cure" and risked competing with others, but he was badly hurt!

Originally, the world is king with strength. If you can\'t compare your fist with others, you can only blame yourself for being inferior to others! Zhou Heng can accept this, but his father was seriously injured for him, but he can\'t tolerate it!

His father was his only relative, but he was hurt for himself. He was very angry. It was because of his previous "incompetence" that his father ran around and took risks for him!

Zhou Heng blamed himself. If it wasn\'t his own futility, wouldn\'t his father be hurt?

There is a evil fire in his heart, which almost wants to burn the world!

No matter who that man is, no matter how terrible his background is, he is dead!

Zhou Heng swore in his heart, but forced a smile on his face and said, "Dad, tell you a good news, I can practice!"

"What, really?" Zhou Dinghai suddenly flashed a light in his slightly godless eyes. He looked at Zhou Heng carefully and immediately felt the strong breath on Zhou Heng. Although he could not compare with his heyday, he definitely entered the bone refining environment!

He has only been away from home for more than four months, and his son has reached the bone refining state from the waste that can\'t practice?

"Haha, haha!" Zhou Dinghai burst into laughter, full of joy, but the laughter shocked the wound. He immediately began to cough again. His face, which had just become a little more ruddy because of excitement, immediately turned pale.

But he still had a floating smile on his face, stretched out a big hand, patted Zhou Heng on the shoulder and said, "good boy, good boy, dad knows you can! You can!"

Zhou Heng nodded and grabbed his father\'s hand. For a moment, he was speechless and choked.

"Dad, who hurt you?" Zhou Heng finally asked.

Zhou Dinghai was silent. After a while, he said, "heng\'er, the outside world is a hundred or a thousand times bigger than you think. What you have to do now is concentrate on Cultivation and don\'t be distracted by other things!"

"Dad, you were seriously injured for me. I don\'t even know the name of my enemy. How can I practice at ease?" Zhou Heng said excitedly.

Zhou Dinghai shook his head and said, "it\'s not an enemy. Tiancai and Dibao have no owner. Anyone can compete. Dad has said that skills are not as good as people and skills are not as good as people!"

"Dad!" Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Dinghai firmly, his eyes full of stubbornness.

The child, like him, is more like his mother!

Zhou Dinghai sighed and said, "OK, but your strength is too weak now. Unless you can walk on the road to heaven, Dad won\'t let you die!"

Zhou Heng\'s body trembled. Was it the strong man of julingjing level who hurt his father?

So what!

Zhou Heng clenched his fist hard. If his father doesn\'t revenge, he will be a son in vain!

He is really not the opponent of the strong in the gathering spirit realm now, but one day he will reach the gathering spirit realm. With the open space of his Dantian, he is at least twice as strong as the general strong in the gathering spirit realm!

With Ling Tianjiu style, he is confident to kill any strong person in the gathering spirit realm!

"Heng\'er, how can your illness suddenly get better?" Zhou Dinghai didn\'t want his only son to entangle himself in his injury, and soon turned the topic.

Zhou Heng was stunned and hesitated before he said, "I picked up a wild fruit in pingtian mountain. After eating it, I got hot all over. After two days of coma, I was suddenly able to practice, and the speed was fast!"

The black broken sword is too strange and important. It\'s not that Zhou Heng doesn\'t believe his father, but that the secret itself is a huge burden, which can be borne by him alone!

Zhou Dinghai believes in this, because the motivation to support him running around is to find a magic medicine to remove Zhou Heng\'s "stubborn disease" and be a father. Now he has only incomparable happiness and pride!

——Who says that his son is a waste? Has anyone seen the waste that went into the seventh floor of the refining body from the beginning of the first floor of the refining body in four months?

How many bones can the Zhou family get now?

Although it is not as talented as the evil spirit who entered the bone refining realm at the age of 12, Zhou Heng\'s cultivation time has left him far behind!

So what does he want?

"Dad, I occasionally entered a Jue Valley and got a cultivation skill, which is more than twice as fast as the cultivation speed of the formula of the burning sun!" Zhou Heng took out the formula of the moon shadow heart like a treasure. In front of his father, he can show his emotions without scruples.

"What!" Zhou Dinghai\'s face changed, and then he was overjoyed. He trembled and took the book and silk, but he couldn\'t even hold the book, and immediately slipped onto the quilt.

Zhou Heng\'s face changed. His father\'s injury was far more serious than his estimate.

He quickly opened the page and asked Zhou Dinghai to scan it. After Zhou Dinghai nodded slightly, he turned a page. Although the four thousand word skill is obscure and difficult to understand, Zhou Dinghai is also a generation of genius. He can suddenly see the light after a slight pause and quickly browse the whole skill.

"Heng\'er, this skill is amazing!" Zhou Dinghai closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and his face showed a very cautious color. "Moreover, it has too much to do. If you leak the news, you will cause death! You can burn it immediately and practice it yourself in the future. Don\'t tell anyone or teach it to anyone!"

Sure enough, Jiang was old and spicy, and Zhou Dinghai made the most accurate judgment in a moment.

Zhou Heng nodded. He really wanted to burn the "moon shadow heart formula", but it had to wait until Zhou Dinghai learned it.

"Dad, have you remembered it?" Zhou Heng asked.

"7788, just remember, I can ask you!" Zhou Dinghai smiled and was naturally happy to get such a skill.

Zhou Heng nodded. He didn\'t dare to waste time. He immediately went to the kitchen to light a fire and set the "moon shadow heart formula" on fire. Although the book and silk were not rotten for a hundred years, they were not resistant to high humidity and soon turned into a pile of fly ash.

With a squeak, the door of the other hospital was pushed open at this time. A servant came in with a plate and shouted, "Hey, hey, are you dead? If you\'re not dead, let\'s eat!"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng jumped up at once!

"Eh?" the servant walked in and looked surprised when he saw Zhou Heng. Obviously, he didn\'t expect him to come back suddenly, but he didn\'t take it to heart. He just put the tray heavily on the table and said, "you came back just in time. You don\'t need me to feed the waste man! Hey, there was only one waste son. Now I have become a waste. I\'m really worthy of being a father and son!"

The servant is a man in his thirties. Zhou Heng knows him. He is a person around Zhou Jianming. His name is Zhao Si. At first, he was Zhou Jianming\'s little boy. Now he has become the steward of the long house and has a high position among the servants.

But he is also a servant again. He dares to commit a crime openly. Is this a bear\'s heart and leopard\'s courage, or

Zhou Heng opened the lid of the tray on the table, his eyes swept out, and his face was more angry.

The so-called food is actually rotten and moldy. Is it for people to eat?

How dare Zhao Si treat his father like this? While Zhou Heng was angry, he was more worried - how serious was his father\'s injury? Even a servant dared to bully his head?

"Ha ha, didn\'t your father tell you?" since Zhao Si is the person around Zhou Jianming, he naturally regards Zhou Dinghai and his son as a thorn in the eye like his master. "Your father\'s cultivation has been abandoned by others. He\'s no longer an expert in blood refining. He\'s just a useless man!"

"You are a waste. Your father is a waste. It\'s not that a family doesn\'t enter a house!"

Zhao Si laughed wildly and had no scruples - Zhou Jianming hated Zhou Dinghai for so many years. Now if he caught this opportunity, he would kill the father and son. He didn\'t need to be afraid at all.

Zhou Heng\'s face has been uncontrollably murderous. His father was not only abandoned his cultivation, but also seriously injured. Before, he was excited and didn\'t pay attention, but now he wants to come, he didn\'t smell the medicine in the room!

And Zhao Si sent only the rotten rice for pigs and no boiled medicine. What does this mean?

The family has given up Zhou Dinghai and let him live and die!

Lose cultivation, lose value?

No, although the family is realistic, it has not been cold-blooded to this extent! This must be Zhou Xianming\'s behind the scenes. Only the elder insisted can the family make such a cruel decision!

How many grievances did my father bear in these days! If I come back a few days later, my father will lose his cultivation and have no medicine stone treatment. In addition, how many days can I stick to this meal?

Insult my father! And want to kill my father!

Zhou Heng\'s heart was full of rage and his killing intention soared into the sky!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Si\'s head and neck.

"Dare to -- ER!" Zhao Si didn\'t pay attention to Zhou Heng at all. He was just about to punch Zhou Heng down. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng pinched his neck just as he waved his fist out. Suddenly, he had no strength and his fist couldn\'t hang down.

Kaka, Zhou Heng\'s hand was tighter and tighter. Zhao Si\'s throat kept making a sound of bone joint extrusion. A face instantly rose purple and began to blacken. He struggled powerlessly, his eyes flashing with horror and deep puzzlement.

——How could Zhou Heng have such a powerful strength that he could not fight back at the three-tier peak of body training!

Isn\'t this boy a waste who can\'t cultivate?

"Those who insult my father will die!" Zhou Heng announced coldly. He folded his right hand, made a crisp noise, kicked Zhao Si\'s feet, hung his head and died!