At this time, the door of the ancient house was suddenly pushed open, and a thin and haggard woman slowly walked out. She was Qin Shi's mother, named Qiong Shuyao.

"Bing'er, cough, come back..."

She walked out of the room and was about to speak, but was stunned on the spot.

"mother……"

Qin Shi bit his lower lip, looking at the haggard woman in front of him, his heart felt like being pricked by needles.

In less than a year, he could clearly notice that his mother had become much older. The once black and beautiful black hair was now showing gray on both sides of her hair.

"Shi'er?"

Qiong Shuyao looked at her son, whom she had not seen for a year, and looked at his embarrassed appearance, and her maternal love immediately showed. She did not mention anything about what happened a year ago. Instead, she rushed forward and grabbed him.

Qin Shi held him in his arms, crying and caring: "Shi'er, Shi'er, you are finally back, why did you do this, wuwuwu~!"

"Mom, don't you blame me..."

Qin Shi was hugged, and he did not dare to look directly at Qiong Shuyao.

"Silly boy, you have a beautiful body and skin that you owe to your parents. No matter how wrong you are, you are still your mother's flesh and blood." Instead of punishing her, Qiong Shuyao showed strong distress.

"Damn it, kid. I don't have the face to see you again."

Qin Shi choked up when he heard this. He didn't know how to express his emotions, and he refused to get up. The more Qiong Shuyao acted like this, the heavier the sense of self-blame he felt in his heart.

"Mom... Shi'er is unfilial, you can scold me, you can hit me, I..."

For him, he has never asked for forgiveness. He would rather Qiong Shuyao scold him severely.

"Huh, I'm going to hit you?"

"What's the use of beating you? Can beating you stop the evil spirits? Can beating you bring back the dead Qin family members?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked out of the ancient house,

The man was hunched over and leaning on a crutch, looking very miserable.

"Father…"

Qin Shi was stunned when he saw the man: "Is this old man really my father? How could Qin Tianqing, the former genius of the Qin family and the peak of the ninth-level spirit quenching realm, be reduced to such a situation?"

For a moment, Qin Shi clenched his fists, and the hatred in Qin Shi's heart became even more intense.

"Stand up!"

With a low roar, the crutch in Qin Tianqing's hand hit the ground hard, and he scolded sternly: "I, the son of the Qin family, don't need a coward. If you are still my son, just stand up for me. Wherever you fall, fall down."

Where do you stand up!"

Qin Shi trembled, as if his heart was being pressed down by a huge boulder.

"Where do you fall and where do you stand up?"

He tried to calm his mind, and immediately stood up and looked at his father with fiery eyes: "Dad, I will do it. Sooner or later, I will take you and mother back to the Qin family and take back what belongs to us.

everything of."

This sentence is sonorous and powerful, full of determination.

"Return to the Qin family, let's put aside this matter for now. If you still recognize me as my father, you will help me fulfill my wish. To be precise, you will atone for your own sins." Qin Tianqing spoke, his words full of majesty.

Qin Shi didn't even hesitate, and nodded decisively in response: "Father, tell me, even if you let the child go up the mountain of knives and into the sea of ​​fire, the child will never frown."

"Okay, now, the evil demon has resurrected and the world is in catastrophe. This is the disaster caused by you." Qin Tianqing opened his mouth and turned the conversation to the evil demon.
Chapter completed!