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Chapter 503 My Dad is the Lord of the Dead World (3)

Rong Zihua was walking aimlessly on the street at this moment, looking at an ordinary person like him, he didn't feel balanced.

Looking at those people who are obviously protected by soul cultivators, Rong Zihua couldn't help but blame his father for why he left him and his aunt in order to save irrelevant people, and why didn't he work hard to become a soul cultivator and come back?

Could it be that my father was so relieved that he and his aunt had no worries about reincarnation?

Thinking of the woman his father saved with his life, Rong Zihua felt anger. She was obviously the one who was seeking death, but why was his father who died in the end?

Moreover, the woman shamelessly threw dirty water on her father. If she couldn't splash dirty water, she said that her father deserved it. So many people could save people and be safe. Why was he so useless and killed himself?

The ungrateful woman successfully aroused public anger, but after everyone scolded her, she would always forget about this matter. She could still do it again when she changed her place, but he and his aunt had to bear the pain of losing their loved ones.

My aunt is only twenty-four years old and should have a happy and bright future, but in order to raise him, she resolutely chose to break up with her boyfriend. She was about to delay her lifelong affairs for him, so how could he be so cruel?

Therefore, he was so mean and angry that he just wanted to force his aunt to not want him. Without his burden, he could pursue her happiness.

As for him, he is not young at the age of twelve. He can work and support himself after he endures in the welfare home for a few years. He can do whatever he wants.

But when Rong Zihua thought of Rong Qinglan's face turned pale because of his anger, Rong Zihua couldn't help but regret it, but he really couldn't think of a better way to make his aunt give up on him.

Forget it, just do it thoroughly. Whatever the bad boy talks about conscience and guilt, and the ungrateful ungrateful wolf is abandoned. People will not blame their aunt, but only blame him. This is just right.

"Rong Zihua?" A female voice stopped Rong Zihua's steps and told him to look back subconsciously.

They were classmates in the class, sitting behind Rong Zihua, and the two of them were familiar with each other. They met and were not easy to pretend that they didn't see it, so they walked up to say hello.

Compared to Rong Zihua's absent-mindedness, Yue Qingwan is much more enthusiastic. After all, she is a famous social cow disease in the class. With her present, she can't be cold in any occasion.

Rong Zihua felt Yue Qingwan's generous and cheerfulness, and could not help but be influenced by her. Her upset thoughts gradually calmed down. Looking at her carefree face, she felt envious.

"By the way, I'll go to school tomorrow. Have you finished your homework? You can't stop handing in your homework, otherwise, Teacher Miao will take advantage of the topic again."

When Yue Qingwan remembered the homework, he couldn't help but remind Rong Zihua. Rong Zihua was also strange. He knew that Teacher Miao didn't like him, but he insisted on coming to him. Could it be that he just wanted to scold him?

Rong Zihua remembered Teacher Miao's face and couldn't help but sneer, and even lost his anger towards Yue Qingwan, saying, "You don't have to worry about my business, it's okay, I'll leave."

"Hey, what are you anxious about?" Yue Qingwan happened to carry her schoolbag and took out the notes she wrote from it, "Give it this to you, with it, you can do your homework smoothly."

"..." Rong Zihua looked at Yue Qingwan with a speechless look. Is she insincere?

Of course, Yue Qingwan was not stupid, but she had seen Rong Zihua in elementary school. Thinking that the other party's temperament changed drastically because of her father's sudden death, it was a pity that she wanted to help.

Rong Zihua did not mean to take the notes. Yue Qingwan still smiled, but his eyes became sharp and he handed the notebook forward.

The two children just confronted each other on the street. When the passers-by saw it, they just smiled and didn't plan to meddle in other people's business.

Yue Qingwan's father happened to come to her from the Death Realm to ask about her daughter's recent study and life status. As soon as she ran out of the golden lotus mark on her right arm, she met Rong Zihua's dead fish eyes.

The stronger he couldn't help frowning. Where did the little bastard dare to show his daughter's face?

"Dad, why are you here?" Yue Qingwan was a little embarrassed. When he looked at Yue Qiang again, he stared at Rong Zihua with a bad look. He was afraid that his father would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "This is Rong Zihua that I mentioned to you."

Rong Zihua? Yueqiang thought about it and remembered it. He thought about the other party’s changes, calmed down and said, “It turns out that it is Xiao Qingqing’s classmate, hello.”

Rong Zihua blinked and asked, "Hello," while Yue Qingwan's father came, he casually said something perfunctory, turned around and ran away. It is impossible to do homework, and it will never be possible in this life."

"Hey, you didn't take the notes! Forget it, remember to do your homework!" Yue Qingwan wanted to chase him, but was stopped by his father and had to shout to Rong Zihua's back.

Rong Zihua pretended not to hear it and ran faster.

"Xiao Qingqing, why are you so concerned about that brat?" Yue Qiang frowned, his fists itched, why would you beat Rong Zihua first?

Yue Qingwan couldn't tell what his father was thinking. The corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Dad, what are you thinking? I am the class monitor at least. Isn't it okay to help him learn well?"

The stronger he was, he still doubted, but how old his daughter was, it was hard to keep this problem away, so as not to stimulate him without anything.

The moment when the father and daughter of the Yue family returned home, Meng Hui was very happy when she saw her husband, she rushed over and hugged him. Yue Qingwan walked away with tactful eyes.

The higher the level of the soul cultivator, the closer it is to the normal Dan tribe form, can be touched, close, and can blend, but there is no shadow or reproduction ability. Perhaps the Emperor will be different.

For Dan tribe, the relatives who return from the soul cultivator are equivalent to returning from a tribulation. There is nothing unacceptable to it, and they will only cherish this opportunity more.

But not every soul cultivator will choose to return home, and some soul cultivators will have another companion in the death realm.

In principle, soul cultivators should not cross the boundaries arbitrarily, but because the tooth tribe becomes more powerful and the Dan tribe has fewer restrictions on soul cultivators due to combat power, and the status of soul cultivators is getting higher and higher day by day.

The status of the soul cultivator has been improved to the present, and the life patterns between the life world and the death world are almost non-existent. There are infrastructures in the life world and death world, and it is impossible to become the soul body of the soul cultivator in it. It is like ordinary people living in it.

In this current environment, it is very lucky and proud to be able to produce a soul cultivator in the family. The more soul cultivators, the higher the soul energy level, the higher the status of the entire family.

It was precisely because of the strong soul cultivator in Yue family that he flew to the sky all the time, and Yueqingwan became one of the children who could not be messed with within a radius of hundreds of miles.

In contrast, Rong Zihua, whose father died in vain, is a child that some people can bully at will. The most bullying is some gangsters living near the Rong family.

Who said that Rong Zihua has been a child from other people since childhood. He is well-behaved and sensible, has a good study, and has strong motor nerves. He is simply excellent in all aspects and without blind spots.

Compared to the good show of a prodigal son turning back and not changing gold, some people prefer to watch people on the altar fall heavily to the ground and struggle in the mud.

Rong Zihua was the one who fell down and told them to make a joke. What just made them dissatisfied was that Rong Zihua still looked down on them until now. Haha, what are you trying to do?

He also learned bad things, so what if he got into the best junior high school? If he continued like this, he might be persuaded to leave next semester. How could he have the capital to be proud of them?

"Rong Zihua, have you been following Brother Wang recently?" The gangsters who disliked Rong Zihua the most ran into Rong Zihua as soon as they came out of the bar, blocked his way and pulled him into the alley.

"What does it have to do with you?" The gangster was so arrogant, Rong Zihua was even more so. He was determined to be a bad boy and only had to look at people with his nostrils.


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