Chapter 583 Father and Son
"Hua Xincheng... the name, in my past life, has always been the three words engraved on the tablet at home."
Hua Wu The shadow stood in front of the iron fence, lowered his head and said, "I didn't know that you were always alive."
On the other side of the iron fence, there was a large shadow.
Heiliren...or Hua Xincheng, as usual, his whole person was completely in the shadows, and his body shape could not be seen clearly.
"Wuying."
Hua Xincheng's voice came from the shadow: "I have been paying attention to you."
"The day you opened the martial arts aperture, I was ten feet away Look at you; the first time you held a sword and learned to sword, I was beside the rockery behind you; you..."
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Hua Wuying.
“So, what about the day my mother passed away?”
Hua Wuying's voice was not cold, but there was no trace of emotion: "Where are you?"
Hua Xincheng was silent.
After a moment, his sigh came from the shadow: "...I am killing people."
"You are killing people." Hua Wuying did not sneer, and there was no sarcasm on his face. However, he was very disappointed: "In that case, why did you... marry your mother in the first place?"
"Alas..."
Hua Xincheng sighed again and said softly: "It's too late to say this now."
As soon as these words came out, Hua Wuying's face darkened and the veins on his forehead jumped.
But his excellent cultivation still kept him calm.
"You are not worthy of being a husband, nor are you worthy of being a father."
Hua Wuying said slowly: "Even as a brother, you are not worthy...Fu Xiandi has already told me that you are Everything the Master is doing, but in my opinion, it’s ridiculous.”
"He took you out of the killer organization and saved you from being a killing tool, but you chose to become a killer again."
"You claimed that it was for the growth of the Wulin Alliance that you were established. You entered Xiaoyu Pavilion, but when the master took another path and gradually became a tool in the hands of those big shots, you watched him sink deeper and deeper, and even repeatedly pushed him behind the scenes."
" You have spent your whole life trying to be a good person, but you just let it go when you saw him fall into ruin."
Hua Wuying shook his head and said: "I shouldn't say this, but... I do. I feel ashamed for such a father."
In the shadow, Hua Xincheng's breathing was obviously heavier.
"I came today just to say these few words."
Hua Wuying looked extremely disappointed: "Originally, I thought you would say something... But now it seems that I guessed well. "
He raised his head and looked directly at the shadow in the prison: "I, Hua Wuying, was originally a child without a father. You also abandoned your wife and children long ago. What I saw today is to end my My wish...that's it, we say goodbye today and we will never see each other again."
After that, he turned his head and walked away without any hesitation.
At this moment, Hua Xincheng's voice came from the shadows.
"...Wuying, wait."
He whispered: "There is one more thing."
Hua Wuying stopped, but did not look back.
There were no footsteps on the other side of the iron gate, but Hua Xincheng slowly walked out of the shadows.
His face, which was very similar to Hua Wuying, was already bloody. The black robe of the past was long gone, and all he wore was a tattered prison uniform. However, the originally white prison uniform had been stained by blood, and the coagulated blood turned black. The prison uniform also smelled like black when he wore it. .
As a strong man who could cultivate Lingshu Qiyuan Dafa to the cave-heaven realm, he should not have been injured, but the special shackles on his hands and feet clearly restricted his recovery ability.
"You have a sister."
As soon as Hua Xincheng spoke, it was a shock that made Hua Wuying's pupils shrink: "She is doing well, I didn't want to disturb her... But you are her brother after all. If you have a chance, you should meet her."
Hua Wuying stiffened and turned around slowly.
He saw the middle-aged face that was similar to his own, but his breathing was erratic for a moment, and then he brought the topic back: "What are you talking about, I, I have a sister?"
"Yes. "
Hua Xincheng said solemnly: "After I left home, your mother found out that she was pregnant with the second child... At that time, your mother hated me and didn't want this child, but since I left, She has been in poor health since then. She is worried that she will not have children, that her body cannot bear it, and you are still too young..."
Hua Wuying lowered his head, trembling slightly.
“…So, your sister was born.”
Hua Xincheng spoke in a low tone: "Your mother didn't want to have this child. She didn't even feed her milk and left her crying and hungry. You were not sensible at that time and didn't know what to do, so I just Can you ask Jiang Baichuan to send this child away?"
Hua Wuying gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Where is she?"
"Huaijiang Mansion, Jianhe Town. "
Hua Xincheng replied: "Her adoptive parents are local wealthy businessmen. She is living a good life. If nothing happens, she should get married in the past two years... She has not seen any practice. If you don’t get involved in the world, you will live a peaceful life.”
Hua Wuying let out a long breath.
He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just said "I understand", then turned his head and strode away without looking at Hua Xincheng.
Hua Xincheng leaned his face against the iron fence, watching Hua Wuying's somewhat messy footsteps gradually walking away, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
It’s just that this smile is ugly and ugly, countless times uglier than crying.
Finally, the footsteps became farther and farther away until they disappeared.
Hua Xincheng still leaned against the iron fence and didn't move for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.
After what seemed like a long time, he slowly raised his head and reached out to wipe away the trace of moisture from the corners of his eyes.
Then, he slowly walked into the shadows again and tore off a rare white corner of his prison clothes.
"Wuying..."
Hua Xincheng murmured: "You are right, maybe in my life, except for my two children, I have never done anything to anyone. "
As he spoke, he bit his finger and wrote a line on the rag.
"There is no time to regret mistakes, only to wait for the end of the world and make a good return."
The blood words spread on the cloth and soon became blurry, but when he wrote, he used all his strength to penetrate the back of the cloth. When I picked it up, I saw that the ground where it had just been placed under the cloth had been lightly engraved with characters.
After finishing writing, Hua Xincheng threw the white cloth away, raised his hand, and slapped himself on the forehead!
In an instant, large tracts of spiritual white mist overflowed from his body, and a terrifying violent wind swept through the prison, making the entire dungeon buzz, and the iron bars of the prison door were also blown away. Shocked!
The special shackles and shackles used to restrain the practitioners were also broken at the same time!
Amid the crashing sound, Hua Xincheng showed a relieved smile.
Blood slowly dripped from his seven orifices, he spread his hands and fell backwards calmly.
The heavy body threw up a large amount of smoke, and the smoke and shadows drowned him, leaving only the piece of white cloth with blood written on it floating, refusing to fall to the ground for a long time.
(End of this chapter)