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Shahai City, a luxurious mansion.

"Xinghai, what's wrong with you? Your hands...why are you useless..."

"Where are your fingers? Where did your fingers go? Who made you like this? I abolished him! I must abolish him! Ahhh!"

Wan Ritian's eyes turned blood red in an instant, he was only such a son in his life, he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and afraid of melting in his heart...

She has loved her since she was a child, but she has never made him feel wronged!

It's been a long time since he was cultivated to this day, and he is about to become a talent, and he is more or less famous among the young generation in this cultivation world.

But now... all of this has changed, and it has become a little inexplicable to him, making him feel unbelievable!

Two hands, ten fingers, and now there are two fingers hanging alone on the left hand side, and the whole body is full of bloody smell...

"Father...Father, you want to avenge me! That bitch Pei Yin! She hooked up a man who beat me up like this, and he also snatched away the gold-plated snow robe of our Qingtian Sect Already!"

"Ah...Father, it hurts so much, I can't take it anymore, you kill me, I don't want to have no fingers for the rest of my life...I'm crippled!"

"That damned guy, he smashed all my fingers, and then burned them with flames, Dad, do you think my fingers can grow back?"

"It's so ugly... How can I still see people, how can I cultivate, will my life be ruined?"

The moment Wan Xinghai saw Wan Ritian, his eyes turned red.

The grievance and resentment he had suffered seemed to be liberated in an instant, in his sea of ​​consciousness...Fang Qi is an out-and-out villain! The most vicious guy he has ever seen in his life!

This is like two children fighting. The child who lost the fight will definitely talk to his father when he returns home.

This is not only a kind of spiritual relief, but also can make my father feel distressed, and then run to avenge himself...

Although this method is a bit old-fashioned, it still works very well.

Wan Ritian looked at the six fingers of his left hand, feeling more and more distressed in his heart.

He has grown an extra finger, and his son now only has two fingers left...

The fate of the two fathers and sons is completely different.

"You said the gold-plated snow robe was snatched away? Who snatched it? Tell me quickly! You can casually bury the gold-plated snow robe? You idiot!"

In the beginning, Wan Ritian was really distressed and couldn't help himself, but after hearing the words gilded snow robe, his expression changed instantly.

Compared with the gold-plated snow robe, Wan Xinghai's few fingers... are actually nothing!

Everyone in the world thinks that the gold-plated snow robe is a top-quality spiritual treasure for growth, and it is even suitable for monks in the late stage of transformation of gods or even monks of great perfection in transformation of gods...

But who would know that the value of this gold-plated snow robe is not only in this... because it was originally a real Taoist artifact!

Just because some key parts are missing, the grade has dropped.

But even if it's just the top-grade spirit treasure magic robe, its value is not bad at all compared to ordinary low-level Taoist artifacts and mid-level Taoist artifacts!

Although their Qingtian sect is said to be a ten thousand-year-old sect, there is only one such treasure of Zhenzong!

The loss of this treasure of the Zhenzong... he, the suzerain, also has to bear a great responsibility!

The gang of old immortals in the sect will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.