C11

Seeing that his brother was about to start killing him, Pan Tian had no choice but to fight back.

Pan Qingyuan had originally thought that Pan Jiong was only strong in his desire to win, but now, seeing how he had used the killing move that he had warned Pan Tian a thousand times not to use unless it was absolutely necessary, he could not help but feel disheartened by his ruthlessness.

Sure enough, after the two of them exchanged more than ten moves, Pan Jiu suddenly used his killing move "One Sword Soul Chasing". He first attacked Pan Tian's lower body with his sword, then he stabbed towards Pan Tian's chest with his sword at an abnormally fast speed, as if he wanted to put his younger brother, Pan Tian, to death. At this time, Pan Tian had already retreated to the edge of the cliff at the top of the Divine Dragon Mountain, and had nowhere to retreat to. He turned around to look at the cliff behind him, one foot was already hanging above the cliff, and just as he was about to fall into the deep abyss, he still couldn't bear to use the Dugu sword to hurt his brother.

At this time, when Mu Rong Xuan saw that Pan Tian was still unwilling to hurt Pan Tong, he couldn't help but feel gratified. When he saw that Pan Tian was about to be forced off the cliff by Pan Tian, he quickly grabbed onto Pan Tian's hand and tried to pull him back. However, right at this moment, as if he had gone mad, Pan Jiu suddenly turned around and quickly turned the blade of his sword. After using "Throat Sealing", he suddenly thrust his sword towards Pan Qing Cang, and the sword pierced through his throat.

Pan Qing Cang never thought that his son, whom he had painstakingly raised, would actually plot against him. Anger burned in his heart as he fiercely slapped Pan Qi's chest with his palm, using the last bit of strength he had left to pull Pan Tian back to a safe place.

Pan Jiong's body was sent flying by his father's palm towards his chest. He fell onto the cliff and cried out in shock before disappearing.

All of this happened in almost an instant, scaring Pan Ting silly, who was standing to the side. After a long while, he ran over, knelt down, and cried out loud, "Daddy, are you alright? Please don't die, don't scare Ting Er! " As he shouted, he used his hands to stop his father's blood from spurting out of his throat, but it was still working. The more blood flowed, the more urgent it became.

Pan Tian looked as if he had been scared silly. Seeing that his father's neck was spitting blood and his clothes were already soaked through, he tried to stop his sister from crying. "Daddy, you can hold on. It'll be fine. We'll go home now."

With that, he carried his father and ran home.

Pan Ting followed behind, crying as she ran.

Not long after, Pan Tian carried the bloodied Pan Qing Cang back to his home. At this moment, Xiao Hong and Mo'er, who were busy preparing the birthday feast, were so shocked when they saw the bloodied Pan Qing Cang. Even the dishes they were carrying were scattered on the ground as they hurried over to check Pan Qing's injuries.

Seeing that Pan Qing Cang was no longer able to speak, Mo'er cried out loudly, "Big Brother Pan, wake up! Don't scare Mo'er!"

Little Red would never have thought that in just half a day, Pan Qing Cang would become like this. It couldn't help but question Pan Ting loudly, "Ting Er, what is going on?"

Pan Ting seemed to have been scared silly. All she could do was cry and shake her head, but she didn't say anything.

Pan Tian cried as he replied, "I was just about to be forced off the cliff by my big brother during a martial arts competition. In order to save me, my father turned around and used" Throat Sealing "to injure my father."

Xiao Hong then noticed that Pan Jiu had not come back yet, and could not help but turn pale with fright, "A single sword to seal the throat?" How could this be? Your father is always in such pain. How could he bear to do this to his father? Where is he now? "

Pan Tian cried, "Big brother was also thrown off the cliff by father with a single palm. He's disappeared without a trace."

It's fine if Xiao Hong doesn't want to listen, but it's even more upset after hearing that. It couldn't help but sit on the ground and mutter to itself, "How can this be? Why did they want to kill each other? "Why?"

At this time, Pan Qing Cang suddenly sobered up. He slowly raised the "gentleman's sword" in his hand and passed it to Pan Tian with difficulty, "Tian, you've won. Daddy will gift the sword to you now … "You."

Seeing that his father was still thinking about swords, Pan Tian couldn't help but cry out loud, "Father, Tian'er doesn't want a sword! As long as father is safe and sound, nothing will happen to him!"

However, Pan Qing Cang extended his blood-stained hand and caressed Pan Tian's face as he said with a forced smile, "Tian, don't hate your brother. "It's just that I have a strong desire to win in a short period of time."

When Pan Tian heard this, he immediately nodded his head and took the "Noble Sword" from Pan Qing Cang. At this moment, he was already sobbing uncontrollably.

After a while, Pan Qing Cang turned his head to Pan Ting and smiled, "Ting Er, Daddy didn't …" Missing... I break my word to you. No... "Yes!" After he finished speaking, he tilted his head to the side and breathed his last.

Seeing that her father had died like a horse, Pan Ting couldn't help but to think of her own stubbornness. She cried loudly to her father, "Father, Ting Er was wrong. I shouldn't contradict you. Wake up quickly and teach Ting Er how to learn the sword!"

Seeing that his father was dead and his sister was so hurt, Pan Tian couldn't help but cry out loud.

Mo'er saw Pan Qing Cang die in his arms with his own eyes and did not dare to believe this was true. He hurriedly shook his head and cried out, "Big Brother Pan, wake up quickly! "Mo'er still wants to give you your 50th birthday, you can't just leave Mo'er alone like this. You said that you would spend your entire life with Mo'er, why do you say words that don't count? Why?"

At this moment, Little Red was also extremely saddened and sobbed without a sound. Seeing that Big Brother Pan was already separated from Yin and Yang in this life, it couldn't help but cry while lying on Pan Qingyun's body.

In an instant, the celebratory birthday feast turned into a funeral feast in the blink of an eye. It was truly a blessing in disguise, the lack of the moon's eyes making the night even more desolate.

After a while, Pan Tian suddenly picked up the Esquire Sword, stood up and said, "I'm going to get Big Brother back, and make him kneel in front of Daddy to atone for his sins."

Hearing this, Pan Ting also hurriedly stood up, picking up her sword, and said angrily, "Brother, I'll go with you!"

Pan Tian looked at Pan Ting, nodded his head firmly, and turned around to look for Pan Jiong.

Just then, Mo'er suddenly shouted, "All of you, stop right there. Your father just passed away, don't you remember what he just said? Do you want him to die with grievances?! "

Xiao Hong, seeing the situation, hurriedly stood up and advised, "Ting Er, listen to your mother. First, settle all of father's matters."

Seeing that Eldest Aunt and Second Mother had stopped him, Pan Tian couldn't help but say, "Aunt, Second Aunt, this matter was caused by Tian'er, which led Big Brother to mistakenly kill Father. I must get Big Brother back so that he can kowtow and atone for his sins in front of Father's very soul!"

Xiao Hong saw that Pan Tian was so stubborn and knew that he was very guilty about her father's death. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said: "Tian'er, don't be impulsive. When you were alive, your father was afraid that the two of you wouldn't get along, so he gave in to him because he knew that your brother liked to be aggressive. In short, the aunt and the second lady hope that no matter what happens, the two of you cannot get into a fight. That way, we can be worthy of your dead mother.

After Pan Tian heard this, he didn't say anything more. Only then did the four people carry Pan Qing Cang's body into their home and set up the mourning hall.

It's all my fault. Last night, Big Brother Pan clearly said that he had a dream, that an old man with a white beard had entrusted him with a dream, that he was some kind of Demon Subduing Star, that he originally had a lifespan of seventy years, but in the end, he used it up to ten years. So when the time for tomorrow approached, he had to return to the Heavenly Court to report. I thought it was just a dream, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Who would have thought that today was the fiftieth birthday of big brother Pan, which also verified that dream. If I had been more vigilant at that time, perhaps big brother Pan would have been able to survive this trial and not have died miserably at the hands of Qi'er. It's all my fault! "