The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 345 The Young Singer's Journey 14

At this moment, Wuxin couldn't care less about any realistic factors; he only fantasized about his dream home. He placed all the beauty in the world into his imagination, fantasizing about how happy he would be then.

However, the more beautiful the fantasy, the greater the gap between it and reality, the more heart-wrenching it became, a pain that almost drove him mad.

"Young Sect Master, please don't..." The white-haired immortal felt very sad seeing Wuxin's pained expression and couldn't help but try to comfort him.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wuxin, filled with grief and indignation: "Shut up! I don't want to hear any of you speak!"

After saying this, he looked at the white-haired immortal and the purple-robed marquis with a pained expression, then turned to look at Xiao Yu. He shook his head in despair and staggered backward. Finally, he pushed Wu Chan away and flew away.

"Junior brother!" Wu Chan was startled and hurriedly went to chase after him.

"Young Sect Master!" Bai and Zi were equally shocked and were about to give chase, but they were already seriously injured and could not catch up with Wuxin, who was filled with grief and indignation and suddenly burst forth with his potential.

Before long, Wuxin disappeared from their sight.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with sadness and heartache.

Regardless of how others in Tianwaitian viewed it, the two of them genuinely respected Ye Dingzhi and truly loved the child Wuxin, always wanting to support him in becoming the sect leader of Tianwaitian.

Otherwise, they could have simply left twelve years ago when the Demonic Sect was in disarray. Why would they have spent twelve years painstakingly trying to gather together the fragmented forces from beyond the realm?

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on him. Xiao Yu appeared out of nowhere, allowing Wuxin to learn how Tianwaitian had schemed against his father in the past.

Having come to this point, even if it meant certain death, he would never want to return to the Outer Heavens.

Twelve years of hard work, ruined in an instant!

However, the two could only shake their heads and smile wryly at this.

Because Tianwaitian was not qualified to leave Wuxin, who already knew everything, behind.

……

Watching the three figures depart one after another, a subtle smile appeared on Xiao Yu's face. He glanced at the people around him, then turned around, boarded the carriage, and slowly drove away.

Wuxin is at his most vulnerable moment, and he must seize the opportunity to take advantage of his weakness.

It seems that it won't be long before he has a younger brother who will wholeheartedly serve him again.

As for Xiao Se...

If Xiao Se truly had no ambition for the throne, Xiao Yu would naturally not bother to touch him.

Otherwise, then you can't blame him for being ruthless.

After all, in this game of power, there is no room for any soft-heartedness or hesitation.

Even if they were father and son in their previous life, it cannot change this fact.

……

The five people left behind looked at each other, their bright eyes almost shining.

I never imagined that the grudges of the previous generation would be so exciting.

Bei Que, Bei Li, Tian Wai Tian, ​​Zhen Xi Hou Fu, Ye Ding Zhi, Bai Li Dong Jun, and so on, have all been mixed up together.

Lei Wujie's eyes sparkled as he looked at the others, excitedly glancing at them and pinpointing a key point, guessing:

"Which royal mansion in Tianqi City is that person referring to? Could it be that Wuxin's mother is really a princess?"

Xiao Se: "..."

Never before had he hated himself for knowing so much, to the point that when facing Lei Wujie, this blockhead, he could only awkwardly curl his toes and remain silent.

"Xiao Se, do you know?"

Xiao Se: "...I'm not quite sure!"

Lei Wujie withdrew his gaze in disappointment, wanting to continue asking questions, but suddenly heard Tang Lian exclaim, "Oh no!"

The four of them turned to look at Tang Lian, and Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"My master asked me to escort the golden coffin to the Nine Dragons Temple, but now the golden coffin is gone, and the person inside is gone too. What should I do?"

Several people looked at each other.

……

"Junior brother—"

"Junior brother, where are you?!"

Night quietly descended, and the deep, inky darkness swallowed up the surrounding scenery, leaving only chaos.

Wu Chan was extremely anxious and could only rely on his memory to search in the direction Wu Xin had left.

However, no matter how he called out, he never received a heartless response.

"Junior brother—"

Another loud shout echoed through the mountains and forests.

Wu Chan was panting heavily. The long search had left him exhausted, and sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground.

But he didn't stop, his eyes constantly searching for Wuxin's figure in the darkness.

Just a few feet away from him, Wuxin curled up, concealing his aura and perfectly hiding his figure behind a giant tree.

Hearing Wu Chan's anxious shouts, he felt a mix of emotions, but he had no intention of leaving.

The truth was something he found hard to accept.

At this moment, he was like a lonely and wretched little animal, vulnerable, sensitive, wounded, and in pain.

It was precisely when he needed comfort the most that he least wanted to see anyone.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Chan, still receiving no response, looked somewhat disappointed.

We've been searching for so long but haven't found him. Maybe my junior brother has already left this mountain forest?

After searching for a while longer without success, Wu Chan could only sigh helplessly and turn to descend the mountain with heavy steps.

Wuxin, who was hiding behind the big tree, watched helplessly as Wuchan left. Unable to suppress the pain in his heart any longer, he collapsed to the ground, utterly powerless.

The once bright and beautiful eyes have lost their sparkle.

The sky was dotted with stars, a cold wind howled through the mountains, and unknown insects chirped loudly, which, when heard, inexplicably evoked a sense of sadness.

At that moment, Wuxin suddenly felt an unprecedented loneliness and helplessness, as if he were the only one left in this vast world.

And that's exactly what happened.

My father is dead, my mother is trapped in the palace, and my master, with whom I spent the most time, has also passed away.

His two uncles, who were once close to him, were the very people who contributed to his father's tragedy.

Now, he truly has only himself left.

Hehehe!

Without thinking, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, but tears still streamed uncontrollably down her fingers, hitting the leaves on the ground with heavy thuds.

'Snapped'

Unable to control her suppressed emotions any longer, Wuxin began to cry loudly, as if she wanted to release all her pain.

"Waaaaah—"

"Father—Mother—"

"Master, what should we do about Wuxin?"

At this moment, Wuxin's heart was filled with resentment, anger, and hatred.

He wanted revenge, but he was lost in a fog, not knowing who to seek revenge against.

Should we seek out the scheming mastermind behind their family's downfall? Or should we seek out Emperor Mingde, who separated them?