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What is the choice of pain?

Put him in a frying pan and ask him if he wants to blow up the left or the right first. It was a sword placed on a person's neck. Asked how that person wanted to die?

in fact, it wasn't.

The choice of pain is the choice of family.

The loss of that family would be extremely painful.

Deng Xihu faced such a problem.

But when he saw his father's familiar, kind face, he had already made up his mind.

It was Deng Xihu's idea for Li Ye to help him throw his father in front of him. Li Ye had already put down his hatred towards Deng Dingjun, so throwing him over was the greatest help to Deng Xihu. He could only rely on himself.

"Dad, let's go home!" Seeing the eroded face in front of him, Deng Xi Hu's eyes could not help but moisten as he muttered to the person in front of him.

Deng Dingjun, who should have been happy, did not smile. Instead, with a cold expression, he looked at Deng Xihu, stiffly shook his head, and then walked into the encirclement.

"Dad, don't go!" Let's go home! " Deng Xihu stepped forward and held onto his body, looking outside as he dragged him away.

Deng Dingjun used his strength to slowly pry open Deng Xihu's hand and coldly said, "I can't go back!" After that, he slowly walked towards the rebel army that was encircling the Azure Continent's army.

"NO!" "Dad, if we can go back, I have contributed a lot this time. I can make up for it!" Deng Xihu grabbed his body, took out the Flying Fish Board hidden in his bosom, and threw it in front of Deng Dingjun, anxiously searching his body. His mouth was muttering nonstop, "If I can overcome this technique, I can definitely do it."

Deng Dingjun's whole body trembled. He slowly bent down and picked up the sign that Deng Xihu had thrown down. His mouth slightly twitched, and he looked as if he was in pain.

His hands trembled as he gripped the plaque tightly. Suddenly, he turned around and slapped Deng Xi Hu's face, and he cursed: "With a son like you, what am I going back for!"

Deng Xihu stopped his actions, covered his slightly swollen face and looked at Deng Dingjun in a daze. His father had never hit him before!

"Father, I was wrong!" I'm not a spy, and I don't want to be one. Let's go home! " He threw away the Hundred Fish Jade Pendant that he had just found and kneeled down in front of Deng Dingjun as he sobbed.

Deng Dingjun kicked him down onto the ground and roared: "We? Go home? "No, from now on I don't have a son like you!" He flung his sleeves and threw the Flying Fish plate in front of Deng Xihu. He turned around, covered his bloodshot eyes and slowly walked towards the soldiers who were waiting to take his head.

With a choice in mind, he decided to use his power for personal gain.

However, his father didn't want to do it. He would choose to exterminate his wife, and would no longer affect his son in any way.

A hand reached out and grabbed Deng Dingjun's retreating hand. The owner of the hand was Deng Xihu. He spoke softly with hope in his eyes, "Then I will save someone who has nothing to do with me."

The two of them moved in unison with Li Heng's idea from a distance away. He lifted his head and saw Deng Xi Hu and his son move. He turned his head towards Song Huang Men and said in a low voice, "Go and see what the two of them are doing!"

Song Huangmen nodded his head, relying on his outstanding lightness techniques he consecutively took a few steps in the air, and flew to the side of Deng Dingjun and Han Qinglei.

Deng Dingjun looked and saw that Song Huangmen were all watching nearby. He knew that Deng Xihu's matter had caught Li Heng's attention and sighed inwardly.

While Deng Xihu was still on the ground pulling his leg, Deng Dingjun pulled him up from the ground, grabbed the scalpel attached to his waist and stabbed it towards his own chest.

All of this happened in a flash, causing Deng Xihu to be unable to react. He only had time to grab the handle of the blade.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Deng Xihu had pulled out his own blade and stabbed it towards Deng Dingjun.

Others might not be able to tell, but how could the Song Huang Sect not be able to?

He knew that this rider general had a 'amazing' son, but he didn't expect to see him. His father was a rebel in the Azure Province, and he himself was a spy in the Flying Fish Sect.

Song Huangmen had already seen through Deng Dingjun's intentions. Wasn't it to prove that his son had nothing to do with this matter?

But why did he have to do this? Did he have to force himself to die in front of his son?

This father is stupid, and son is also stupid. Even Li Heng's royal brother died, so what would happen to a little flying fish like you? Save this sinful person?

Deng Dingjun held his son's head, his blood-stained hands trembled as he grabbed Deng Xihu's long hair and whispered something into his ear. That cautious look on his face made Song Huangmen begin to ponder.

After he finished speaking, Deng Dingjun's hand slowly slipped from his hair, while Deng Xihu blankly hugged his father's corpse, lowering his head.

Song Huangmen looked closer and Deng Xihu slowly raised his head to look at him. Seeing Deng Xihu's sad and absent-minded eyes, Tang Zheng could not help but turn his head to look away, not daring to look him in the eye.

Deng Xihu trembled as he held his father's body, his hands trembling slightly. Tears streamed down his face silently. There was no crying at all, only tears.

A strong feeling pressed down on him like a mountain, numbing his hands and feet, freezing his blood, suffocating his heart, as if a sharp knife was stabbing into his heart, causing his internal organs to rupture!

He turned his head to look at Li Ye, who was fighting in the crowd. He did not say anything and did not even have the time to wail before his vision went black and he fell to the ground.

Song Huangmen looked in the direction Deng Xihu was last looking in, intending to see what was so attractive.

It didn't matter if she didn't look, as long as she did, something would happen. Even the experienced and magnanimous Song Huangmen froze on the spot.

"He looks too much like him when he was young." He looked at Li Ye, who was fighting in the crowd with a mask on his face.

He took a glance at Li Heng, who didn't continue to pay attention to the situation here, and his body involuntarily walked towards Li Ye.

Wherever he went, all the soldiers blocking his path didn't even have time to moan before they covered the bloody hole in their throats and fell to the ground while twitching in pain.

Li Ye's ceaseless killing moves also gradually stopped. He looked at Song Huang Men, whose hands were covered in blood, and was at a loss.

"Take off your human skin mask, I want to see what my old friend's disciple looks like!" Song Huangmen smashed the surrounding soldiers into pieces with one palm strike. He shook the blood off his hand and slowly said while pointing at Li Ye's face.

Li Ye hesitated for a moment before he nodded and gently took off the mask on his face.

After seeing Li Ye's true face, Song Huangmen's face showed more surprise and panic than before. After circling around for a week, he pointed at Li Ye with a frightened face and said something that Li Ye could not understand, while his hands were trembling.