My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Moreover, the master said just now that there is still her son's blood on this black lump!

"Master, this..."

Song Zhuohai was already mentally prepared, but he was still shocked by the black block.

Old Master Song had a tense old face, and his hands holding the cane couldn't help shaking with anger.

The Song family has always regarded peace as the most important thing. Who was it that ruined such a big mind and wanted to harm their Song family so much!

If they find out who did it, the Song family will not let it go easily!

"This is an extremely insidious technique that does harm to others and not oneself. Simply put, it means that Young Master Song will never turn over and live in darkness forever."

Lu Zijia explained it to them succinctly and then went back to the villa before waiting for the Song family to recover.

Song Zixuan grabbed the black block's hand, and trembled slightly because it was too hard.

He didn't know when his eyes were stained with a scarlet color.

To live in the dark forever?

Oh, for the 24 years he was sent abroad, didn't he just live in darkness?

Obviously have a home but can't go back, obviously have the closest people, but can't see each other, is there anything darker than this?

no? Hahaha - how much hatred does the person who harmed him have with him!

"son……"

Seeing that her son was smiling silently, Fang Yueqiu nervously grabbed her son's arm, worrying in her heart.

Although the truth of the matter is not yet complete, Fang Yueqiu knows that his son's Sky Fiend Lone Star was deliberately done by someone, in order to break up their Song family!

Because of a word from an outsider, but their son has been wronged for so many years, their parents will feel guilty for a lifetime.

"Son, I've wronged you, it's Dad who's sorry for you."

Song Zhuohai walked to Song Zixuan's side, patted him on the shoulder, and admitted that he had done something wrong back then.

"Dad knows it's useless to say anything now, but Dad will definitely give you justice."

After Song Zhuohai finished speaking, he patted his son on the shoulder again, turned around with red eyes and entered the villa.

"Alas! A good home, how come..."

Old man Song couldn't hold back the old tears, and looked up at the clear sky, not letting the old tears stay.

"Mom, grandpa, I'm fine."

Song Zixuan took a deep breath, suppressed all negative emotions, smiled at his mother and grandfather in front of him, then turned to catch up with Lu Zijia.

After entering the villa, Lu Zijia stepped up the stairs without pausing and walked to the second floor.

"Let's start with this room!"

Lu Zijia stopped at the door of the first room on the second floor and said to Song Zhuohai, who followed behind.

Song Zhuohai couldn't help but change again, "This is my father's room."

After explaining one sentence, Song Zhuohai opened the room and invited Lu Zijia to enter.

Lu Zijia was not polite, walked into Old Master Song's room and ran straight towards the target.

"There's something wrong with this brush, the bristles have magic energy, Mr. Song must like this brush very much, right?

Burn all the calligraphy and paintings written with this brush, otherwise you will harm yourself as well as others. "

Although the devilish qi in the brush hair is not too strong, but if the amount of grievance is too great, people will be affected by this devilish qi.

If it is not a firm-minded person, it will do some extreme things.

PS: Khhhh, this book is purely fictitious, the author's nonsense about techniques and techniques, please don't take it seriously~