"Colorless fire?"

Yun Xiao spoke difficult, and his tone was a bit jerky.

Zhenlong Jiujian.

The flames controlled by the descendants of the Yun family are also divided into nine colors!

It has always been.

Among the Yun's family, there is a saying from generation to generation.

Colorless fires, immortality!

now……

"Huangquanhuo, Black and White Flame."

Lengmei's eyes were slightly drooping, and whispered: "One of the three is the method of saving him, but your black inflammation was impure before, so the success rate is very slim ..."

"I see."

Yunxiao's heart was suddenly sighed.

Huang Quanhuo, Zulong Flame.

It is the flames of the world's first and one -to -one.

originally.

The same is true of his dark inflammation.

only.

Since his crazy devil, his dark inflammation has been mixed with too many violence, persistence, resentment ... but not pure.

"He originally wanted to save his son."

Thousands of night shook his head, "But I didn't expect that the magic obstacles and obsession in his heart became an obstacle to his saving son."

"Thousands of Night."

Gu Han was silent for a moment, "Can he succeed?"

"It's successful."

Thousands of night sighs: "Unfortunately, it was 100,000 years later."

Gu Han didn't speak again.

From time to time, it is really late, but for this father and son, it is not too late.

At least.

With the chance of reunion.

More importantly.

Ten thousand years ago, there was no Jiuxiao exquisite body to be a ferry person, and it cultivated this pure Huangquan fire.

"I think I'm saving you."

"In fact, I have been hurting you."

After thinking about the joints, Yun Xiao's sense of intersection, laughing at himself.

at the same time.

Among the colorless soul species, a hint of unsightly fluctuations of soul power came.

"Father……"

A trace of faint thoughts faintly passed out.

"Yier ..."

Yun Xiao's heart trembled, and no matter how much he was blame, his eyes were sour, and he almost burst into tears.

This sound.

He thought about 100,000 years, hoped for 100,000 years, wanted to be crazy, and hope for despair.

now.

I heard it again.

boom!

At this moment!

A violent ghost fell into him again!

Such a good opportunity.

Karon naturally won't miss it. He is ready to make a starter, and kill it while Yun Xiao is not prepared!

boom!

A piece of golden flames skyrocketed, spreading all over the void, blocking his offensive!

Still Xia Qingyuan!

"Don't worry."

He glanced at the sky and said faintly: "Give them some time, you can die later."

Father and son meet again, it is not easy.

Farewell ... Give them a few opportunities to say a few words.

A secret in my heart.

He didn't bother Yun Xiao, watching all this quietly.

"father."

Yun Yi seemed to not hear it, and his thoughts were intermittent, with sadness and self -blame, "Why are you so much ..."

Memory stayed 100,000 years ago.

In his minds, Yun Xiao is still the world's prestigious hero.

I heard.

Yun Xiao's heart was trembling again.

"well."

Xia Qingyuan said with emotion: "Time is like a horse with a horse, and the years are like flowing flowers, can you be old?"

"Yier."

Yun Xiao carefully touched that soul fire in the palm of the palm, like madness, like fantasy.

"sorry……"

He kept repeating, murmuring to himself, "I'm sorry ..."

"Dad is not intentional ..."

The apologies that have been buried in my heart burst out for 100,000 years. "You, can you forgive Dad?"

Soul fire trembling.

It seems a bit unstable.

"Yun Yi in this life ..."

A faint idea was conveyed again, "No resentment, no hatred, no regrets."

He didn't say forgiveness.

I have never blame it, so why do you talk about forgiveness?

"Okay, okay, okay."

Yun Xiao understood his heart instantly.

Two hands together.

He carefully guarded Yun Yi's soul fire and whispered: "Your soul power is too weak, don't talk more ..."

Dialogue here.

Stop abruptly.

After 100,000 years, the reunion, all the feelings were poured between this seemingly plain three or two sentences.

As a father, I owe you a lot.

As a son, I am fortunate.

So far.

The father and son are confused, and there is no need to say.
To be continued...