Vol 2 Rebirth of the Peerless Venerable

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"I'm sorry!" Di Xuanji whispered.

"What's the use of your apology?" Feng Jinghua smiled coldly, then stretched out his hands to hold his head, with a painful expression, "I dream about him every night... In my dreams... he keeps asking me why Want to harm him?"

"That was just a dream." Di Xuanji comforted him, "None of the things in the dream are true."

"No!" Feng Jinghua suddenly shook his head, his eyes were red, his expression looked a bit distorted, and he said in a faint and authentic tone, "That is definitely not my dream, because the same scene happens to me every day. I would dream about it, you know? He was covered in blood, and he kept looking at me with resentful eyes, which made me feel cold all over. And he also said... I killed him... Yes I killed my own son..."

Seeing Feng Jinghua's appearance of being completely trapped in a demonic barrier, Emperor Xuanji couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. He quickly stretched out his arms to hug Feng Jinghua's body and said in a low voice, "Jinghua, that's not your fault. , I hurt him, it’s all my fault, it has nothing to do with you.”

He didn't want to see Feng Jinghua fall into a demonic barrier due to self-blame, so he took all the fault on himself.

Speaking of which, the cause of the matter still originated from him.

After Feng Jinghua was stunned for a moment, he pushed Di Xuanji away violently. His eyes were bloodshot, and even the borders of his eyes were black and blue, which showed that he had not had a good rest for a long time.

Di Xuanji said in a deep voice, "Jinghua, please stop blaming yourself. All the faults are mine."

"I'm the one who made the big mistake. It's all my fault..." Feng Jinghua felt that his emotions were about to collapse. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily, and he looked painful and self-blaming as he said, "I Why couldn't you pretend that you didn't know anything at that time? He didn't really hurt me, but I joined you to harm him... It's right for him to blame me."

Di Xuanji never thought that this incident would cause such a big blow to Feng Jinghua. If he had known about it earlier, he would definitely not have told Feng Jinghua about his suspicions.

"Do you know? My heart has been throbbing!" Feng Jinghua cried bitterly, "He said that he no longer owes me anything, but in fact I should have understood a long time ago... He may never Call me daddy again."

When Di Xuanji looked at Feng Jinghua in front of him, why didn't he feel pain in his heart?

"Jinghua, I have sent people to look for them. Once there is news about them, I will tell you immediately." Di Dixuan reached out and touched Feng Jinghua's face, and said in a gentle voice, "You have a good rest. Don't worry too much, they'll be fine."

Feng Jinghua brushed away Di Xuanji's hand and said with a dull expression, "Actually, I really want to go to hell to find him..."

Upon hearing this, Di Xuanji's expression suddenly changed, and his worry for Feng Jinghua became more intense. He quickly said, "Jinghua, don't get carried away, they are not dead yet!"

Feng Jinghua lowered his eyes and said, "I understand, you should go out first."

"Jinghua..." Di Xuanji still looked at Feng Jinghua with a worried expression.

"I want to rest. You can go out." Feng Jinghua murmured softly, "And I don't want to see you either."

When Di Xuanji heard Feng Jinghua's words, his expression turned gloomy, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles were slightly pale.

"Can you get out? I don't want to see your face at all." Feng Jinghua suddenly raised his head, with red eyes, and said angrily to Di Xuanji, "Every time I see your face, I will Thinking of his bloody appearance, your presence is simply torturing me."

Di Xuanji stood up, looked at Feng Jinghua deeply, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I'm going out, you can have a good rest."

After saying that, Di Xuanji turned and left.

Di Xuanji didn't see that after he turned and left, Feng Jinghua was crying silently again.

He actually killed his own child.

The voice in the dream had been constantly accusing him, saying that he was ruthless and vicious.

In fact, it was right, he was the murderer of Mo Junlan, so he didn't know what the meaning of his life was at all?

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After Di Xuanji walked out of Feng Jinghua's bedroom, he met Di Wuji and Feng Qingge outside the door.

Seeing them, Di Xuanji didn't say anything, but had a gloomy face.

"Is he still like that?" Feng Qingge looked at Di Xuanji and couldn't help but ask, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Di Xuanji nodded and said in a deep voice, "He has been having the same nightmare. There must be something weird about this matter."

"Then what did you see?" Feng Qingge asked again.

Di Xuanji shook his head and said with a gloomy expression, "There is nothing wrong with his body and there is nothing wrong with his soul, so I don't know what the problem is."

"I'm afraid he will commit suicide because he can't bear it anymore." Feng Qingge said with a worried face.

When she was very young, Feng Qingge was still a loser who was spurned by countless people. She often didn't have enough to eat or sleep well, and she also had to endure beatings and scoldings from her family members. This kind of bullying and fear of the strong is also true in many families. some.

The young Feng Qingge's mental endurance was not as strong as it is now. However, just when he felt desperate and about to die, Feng Jinghua appeared and saved him.