"Nian'er," Chu Houqing was stunned, and then overjoyed. He quickly sent his soul power to his son's soul, which was about to become empty, hoping to solidify his son's soul again, so that his son could be saved.

"Dad, it's useless. Please forgive me for being unfilial and not being able to stay by your side all the time," Chu Yunian's voice was vague and he accepted his fate.

"No, no, Nian'er, don't lose heart, it will be okay, just hold on, you'll be fine soon, you'll be fine soon. Tell daddy, who hurt you? What magic weapon hurt you? There will definitely be a way to save you once we know what magic weapon it is. Don't leave daddy." Chu Houqing found that the input of his spiritual power did not play any role, and his heart sank to the bottom.

“I don’t know. That bastard’s sword was so strange and scary. I wasn’t seriously injured at first, but the sword was so strange that I couldn’t stop the bleeding after being scratched by it. Dad, it hurts so much… Dad…” The last word “Dad” was like his last cry to the world.

Chu Houqing once again increased the supply of spiritual power. However, he found that it was just as his son had said, it was useless, and he was furious.

"Bitch? Who is that bitch? Tell daddy that he will tear her into pieces and grind her bones to dust." Chu Houqing had anger boiling in his chest. He suppressed his anger and asked patiently.

"It's... it's Fu Ling'er, Dad, she's here, Dad... you must... kill her." The empty soul was like a candle in the wind. It used up its last bit of strength to utter the last word intermittently, and then it completely dissipated into the air like smoke.

"Nian'er... no," Chu Houqing's eyes were red with anger, and he stretched out his hand to grab, but it was empty. With a roar and a hideous face, he seemed like a devil from hell, full of hatred, pain and despair.

Everyone present was in tears. The young man who was full of vigor and vitality, handsome and elegant, seemed like it was just yesterday. Today, he disappeared in front of their eyes in such a miserable way.

Chu Houqing sat blankly beside the couch, arranging her son's remains over and over again. She loved her son Jun, and she couldn't let him leave in such a miserable state.

For more than half a month, the entire Zhuxie Valley was shrouded in sadness.

Until Chu Houqing came out of the pain of losing his son, he couldn't indulge in grief too much. He couldn't let the bitch named Fu Ling'er live until his son's revenge was avenged.

So he began to investigate the cause of Chu Yunian's death.

Yunya Cave.

After Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan sent Mu Yuanjun away, they planned to start their retreat.

The four people have a time difference in space, so they can have dozens of times more time to practice.

So, the partners started fighting each other and improving each other. After consuming all their divine power, they went to the Time Flow to meditate and practice. In front of each of them were a large number of divine stones that they had earned, and Fu Ling'er let them use them.

And because Wanqi Yuan had just been promoted not long ago, he did not rush into practicing, but continued to practice formations. This time he was preparing to become a god-level formation master.

He has already mastered Master Duan Yin's skills. What he lacks now is practice and deduction. On the basis of the original skills, he will combine his light and dark attributes to create a new god-level formation.

Fu Linger is also studying the art of talismans. After improving her alchemy and weapon refining skills to the god level, she now wants to become a god-level high-level talisman master. With her talent, it won't take too long.

The days just slipped by quietly.

Fu Ling'er was hiding and developing herself, but she didn't know that Chu Houqing almost turned the Ninth Heaven upside down in order to find her.

But there was still no news of her, and even the purple-haired man who followed Fu Ling'er seemed to have disappeared.

Chu Houqing crossed the cliff of the sea, and then, like a headless fly, swept through all the cities where Fu Ling'er might have appeared, venting his anger crazily. Because the reputation of Guisha Pavilion was so bad, many people pointed fingers at Chu Yunian, ridiculed him, and some even cursed and spitted on him behind his back.

Facing these negative comments, Chu Houqing did not choose to remain silent or endure, but took an extreme approach to deal with it - he began to indiscriminately attack anyone who pointed at his son. No matter who it was, as long as he heard that they said something unpleasant about his son, he would not hesitate to attack and brutally kill them.

Chu Houqing's methods were too cruel and violent.

For a time, the entire Nine Heavens was shocked by Chu Houqing's atrocities, and people were extremely indignant and complained about his behavior. Chu Houqing's series of actions not only made him offend many people, but also greatly affected the reputation of Zhuxie Valley, and people's reputation of Zhuxie Valley became even worse.

However, he didn't care about all this.

However, even after mobilizing all the forces of Zhuxie Valley, they were unable to find Fu Ling'er. While he was annoyed, he gradually calmed down and decided to start from Guisha Pavilion.

Therefore, he used the killing order issued by the Ghost Demon Pavilion against Ling'er before, as well as the background check on Ling'er. He knew that the person who gave the order to his son was actually his own ancestor. He also felt incredible that Ling'er, a mere ant of the first heaven, had climbed to the ninth heaven in just a few decades.

He was shocked and terrified at Fu Ling'er's growth rate. Looking at her achievements, if she wasn't the murderer of his son, he would have admired her a little. Such a person is definitely not an ordinary person.

However, no matter how much he admired Fu Ling'er, it could not change the fact that they were already mortal enemies. There was just one thing he didn't understand, how could the ancestor have any grudge against Fu Ling'er, who had nothing to do with him, and why did the Ghost Demon Pavilion kill her at all costs.

He went to Yanxiao Palace with a lot of questions in his mind. The ancestor had long since left the mundane affairs of the valley and lived in Yanxiao Palace all year round, free and easy.

Chu Houqing stood upright outside the Yanxiao Palace, waiting for the ancestor's call.

At this time, in a hot spring pool in the inner hall of Yanxiao Palace, Chu Zhuotao was playing in the water with his Mei'er, and the two of them were chasing and playing in the water.

"My enemy, come and catch me! Hahaha! Come quickly! If you catch me, I will let you do whatever you want tonight," Lin Meir poured a handful of water on the man's face. The veil on her body could not hide her beauty at all. Her graceful figure was shadowy in the water, and her charming and seductive posture made people unable to control themselves.

"Little goblin, here I come. I've caught you. Let me show you how I'm going to deal with you, you little goblin," Chu Zhuotao was in high spirits. He wiped the water off his face and pounced on the person in the water.

"Haha, little devil, see where you are going. Come into my arms quickly." A sly smile appeared on Chu Zhuotao's handsome face, and his hands touched her dishonestly.

This caused the beautiful lady to giggle non-stop.

"Hate~" The voice was as sweet as a yellow warbler.