Father, like a tiger, Xiao Dingtian, and that Yangliu Riverbank, standing in the wind with tears streaming down his face, crying to himself, wanting to spend a normal life with the girl who wanted to live an ordinary life.,Three years ago, the current Sect Master of Zhenwu Holy Sect cultivated to the peak of Saint Vein Realm. In order to seek that last glimmer of hope to enter the God Vein Realm, .,Xu Zimo stood by the riverbank, silently watching his father.。