'Throw her into the sea to feed the fish...'
The video stopped playing here.
At that time, Ye Feng was still young and could only vaguely remember hearing his mother's shrill screams in the sea of fire.
Unexpectedly, my mother's limbs were broken by someone stepping on her.
This tragic scene caused Ye Feng immense pain, as if his heart was being torn apart. He clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes burned with fierce anger.
Thinking back to my childhood.
His mother often took him and his sister to the amusement park.
Ride a rocking horse, ride a pirate ship, ride a roller coaster.
The father bought candied hawthorns for the two siblings. The shiny candied hawthorns were coated with a layer of rock sugar and were both sour and sweet.
It's so sour it makes your teeth ache.
That's the taste of my childhood...
More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, but the innocence and fun of childhood still echo in my ears.
But my parents are no longer here.
The sound of the father kowtowing repeatedly.
Each blow felt like a heavy hammer pounding into his heart.
His mother's piercing screams broke his heart.
Ye Feng forwarded the video to his phone and saved it. Then, grabbing You Tanzhi by the collar, he asked through gritted teeth.
Who is that middle-aged man in black?
"What did he want from my father?"
"I will tear him to pieces!"
"explain!"
Ye Feng was in a bad mood. He grabbed You Tanzhi's head and slammed it hard against the rock until his head was almost smashed into a rotten watermelon.
Blood flowed continuously down the rocks, staining the wild grasses growing in the cracks red.
You Tanzhi was so disoriented from the impact that he was barely breathing and kept spitting out blood.
"He...he is the Sword Forging Manor...Master Zhuang Bixian..."
"As for what I want... I really don't know..."
"Spare me... I'm just a dog that Zhuang Bixian keeps... That's all I know, and I'm just... following orders..."
"Please...please...don't...kill me..."
You Tanzhi kept vomiting blood, his chest felt like a broken bellows.
Shushan, Sword Casting Manor!
Zhuang Bixian!
A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and his emotions returned to calm.
He straightened You Tanzhi's disheveled clothes and said calmly.
"Of course, I won't kill you."
You Tanzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with difficulty.
"Thanks……"
puff!
Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped him, turning him into a bloody pulp, his head smashed into a rotten watermelon.
A deep, large handprint was left on the hard rocky ground.
The scene was bloody and shocking, with cracks spreading all around.
I'll just kill you.
Ye Feng's expression was frighteningly cold and expressionless.
Next, he was going to the Shushan Sword Forging Manor to kill Zhuang Bixian.
They dared to harm his parents and set fire to the Ye family, which consisted of more than 300 people.
Zhuang Bixian must be torn to pieces.
A talisman in his arms suddenly trembled violently, and a familiar voice came out.
"Brother, come save me..."
This was a life-saving talisman he left for his younger sister, Wushuang, when he left Haidong. It could also transmit his voice to her.
"Shuang'er, what's wrong?"
Ye Feng frowned and sent a wisp of energy through the talisman.
There was no response.
Immediately, his face darkened, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart; something must have happened to his sister.
Otherwise, the life-saving talisman would definitely not be triggered.
Fortunately, the talisman was not broken, which means she is still alive.
"Ye Feng!"
A cold voice came from the mountain peak ahead.
Two figures arrived in an instant.
The white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back on a boulder, his back to Ye Feng, showing him only his back and completely disregarding him.
The young man carrying the ancient sword curled his lips into a wicked smile and spoke in a mocking tone.
"What, can't find your sister?"
The person who just transmitted the message was this person.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth.
"Who are you? What have you done to my sister?"
Judging from his expression, it's clear that his sister is in his hands.
The young man from the ancient swordsman looked confident and arrogant.
"Hehe, don't get excited. Your sister is fine now, but you have to come with us and do something for us. After that, we'll release your sister."
"So verbose!"
Ye Feng swiftly grabbed his neck, lifting him up like a chick, and said menacingly.
"My patience is limited. If you dare to nag again, I'll strangle you right now."
These words were also spoken to the elderly with white hair.
"Cough cough... Let go... I am... from Sword Forging Manor..."
The young man from the ancient sword was shocked and struggled desperately, but was choked until his eyes rolled back.
He was a half-step Martial King, a young prodigy of the Sword Forging Manor, capable of fighting across levels, yet he couldn't dodge the opponent's grab. This person was terrifying.
The moment the Sword Forging Manor was mentioned, the other party made their move.
That's incredibly fast.
Ye Feng's large hand tightened like an iron clamp, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"explain!"
Just as the young man with the ancient sword was about to die, the white-haired old man spoke up.
"Ye Feng, let him go."
“You can’t afford to mess with our Sword Forging Manor. If you dare to kill him, your sister will die too.”
"You're threatening me."
Click!
Ye Feng snapped the young man's neck and reached for the white-haired old man.
Zhuang Bixian dared to harm my parents, you will all die with her!
"How dare you!"
The white-haired old man roared angrily, then suddenly turned around and slashed at Ye Feng with his sword.
As expected of a master from the Sword Forging Manor.
This sword strike, its light vanished into nothingness, disappearing into emptiness, yet it subtly resonated with a certain Daoist principle, making it impossible to defend against.
It felt like swords were everywhere, and there was no way to avoid them.
"A trivial skill."
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and with a flick of his arm, he easily shattered the layers of sword shadows, sending the white-haired old man flying with a single slap...
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