Total Strength, From The Obtained Herrscher Of Thunder, The Turbulence Begins

"Lord, lord, show mercy to your subordinates!!"

As soon as the waddling figure approached, he knelt in front of Cang Xuan in a standard earth seat position.

"Oh, isn't this an old man? Don't come out so late to see the scenery?

Cang Xuan said and casually inserted the Nikki knife that had just been pulled out.

"Old man, I beg the adult to let my unaccomplished son have a way of life, he has also gone astray for a while!"

The old man still maintained the posture of sitting in the earth, and his words were earnest and humble.

"Oh? So..."

Cang Xuan suddenly began to pacing around the old man and the foggy night ghost, his posture looking very relaxed and comfortable.

"It turns out that it is the old man, your son~" "

Does the old man know that your son is no longer a human, but a man-eating devil?"

Despite being questioning, there is no questioning tone.

"Know, know, Changfu has already told me, but he has never eaten people, he has always been a kind child, he will definitely not hurt others, adult!!"

The old man's words didn't know whether he wanted to convince Cang Xuan or himself, his head raised slightly, looking at the foggy night ghost who was nailed to the ground not far away, still struggling, and there was pain and sadness flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Hehe, old man, you said and laughed..."

Cang Xuan, who was still circling around one person and one ghost, suddenly let out a chuckle, which was incomprehensible.

"If you really believed in its goodness, you wouldn't have helped it drug our meals."

"Well, that's..." The

old man kneeling on the ground was a little speechless, which he couldn't refute.

"Is it because it told you we were here to kill it?"

"Well, that's a better reason."

Cang Xuan pinched his chin and nodded slightly.

"And that, yes, although you said that it has never eaten people, but what is the truth, you actually know it, right?"

"Someone in the village must have disappeared recently, right? Well, to say it's recently, it should actually be after coming back from it, right?

"If this continues, this quiet village deep in the mountains, this small village that gave birth to you and raised you, may die~" "

Is it okay?"

Question after question, each question was like a sharp blade, mercilessly piercing into the old man's heart, reminding him of his bloody reality.

The pain and sorrow in the old man's eyes gradually condensed into substance.

He should have made a decision about this, but when he looked sideways at the familiar but unfamiliar twisted figure again, he still couldn't make up his mind after all...

The old man raised his head to look at Cang Xuan, he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Gee, you still don't want me to let it go, do you?"

Cang Xuan, who turned to the Nikkawa knife that was inserted in the ground again, stopped this time, put his hand on the handle of the Nikkawa knife, and then looked at the old man.

The old man did not defend, which was regarded as acquiescing to Cang Xuan's guess.

"It's so good, it's really touching father-son relationship..." Cang

Xuan's words didn't know whether they were admiration or mockery, and he casually pulled out the Nikki knife and crossed it in front of him.

"But I wonder if that's also true for it?"

"Hehe, I thought of a wonderful aftermath..." Turning

his head to look at the misty night ghost whose limbs had been regenerated and was trying to break free from the blade nailed into his body, a happy smile suddenly appeared on Cang Xuan's face.

"Okay, let it go..."

Cang Xuan said with a smile, but did not wait for the old man to show a little relaxation.

"But this will not calm my anger, so I will leave the choice to it, I will allow it to escape, but once it chooses to escape, then it is up to you to pay for what it does, you should know what I mean?"

After speaking, Cang Xuan looked at the old man, he was waiting for the old man's answer, as for what the price was, he believed that the old man would understand.

Without hesitation, the old man nodded and agreed.

Seeing this, Cang Xuan didn't say anything more, he just looked at the foggy night ghost again.

"Hey, Tsune, you should have heard what we said, right? I'm looking forward to your choice~" For

some reason, Cang Xuan specially called the name of the foggy night ghost this time, and after listening to his words, the foggy night ghost's body was obviously also beaten, and then it struggled even more fiercely.

Seeing that the Misty Night Ghost was about to break free, Cang Xuan didn't care about it this time, he just held the Nikkawa Knife and took a few steps back in the direction away from the Foggy Night Ghost, and then stood there quietly with the Nikkawa Knife in one hand, waiting for the final result.

Finally, with the 'clang' sound of blades falling to the ground, the foggy night ghost successfully got out of the lock and stood up.

However, even so, Cang Xuan still did not move, it seemed that what he said was not fake.

"Changfu, you go, go deep into the mountains, don't eat people anymore, Xiao Heng I will entrust an old friend to take care of, you go, don't come back!!"

The old man looked at the foggy night ghost who stood in place without moving for a while, and shouted to it with a painful voice.

And looking at the old man with a painful face, the foggy night ghost didn't know what he was thinking, and it was difficult to see any emotions in its eyes covered with white film.

Finally, the fog night ghost moved, and it suddenly cast the blood ghost technique again, condensing four fog arms, and then rushed towards Cangxuan not far away.

"I'm sorry, Father."

The calm and familiar voice came, which made the old man stunned in place, and then he could no longer suppress the hand that wanted to reach out to his child, and quickly tried to grab the other party, but he finally caught nothing.

"Tsunefu!!"

Looking at the foggy night ghost who had already arrived in front of Cangxuan, the old man let out a roar of pain.

In the next second, the sword flashed, the head flew, Cang Xuan had already appeared behind Changfu, the Nikkawa knife in his hand pointed diagonally to the ground, but there was no blood, but despite this, he still habitually vibrated his blood.

The head that flew in mid-air fell to the ground after turning around a few times, and at this moment, the white membrane in Changfu's eyes finally dissipated, revealing a pair of eyes that had returned to humans.

Looking at the head that fell not far away, the old man froze in place, he just looked at these familiar eyes, and in a trance, it was as if he saw the child who liked to listen to him tell the story outside many years ago, the two did not say anything, but seemed to have said a thousand words.

In the end, Changfu's head and body, which had lost its undead support, turned into flying ash in this vast fog.

"Sorry, and please mourn."

Cang Xuan walked to the old man, said calmly, and then said nothing more, picked up the Nikkawa knife on the ground and walked in the direction he came.

'It seems that it is true that people retain some of their feelings even after becoming ghosts...'