Rainy night!

Tong Qiang sat on his knees in the courtyard in a daze, letting the cold rain wash over his remorseful and angry soul.

This is the courtyard where Tong Shan and his wife moved to the outskirts of Mingyang City, Chen Xiang will clean the fallen leaves in the courtyard every day, and at this time, the leaves are full of courtyards, and there are two more coffins in the courtyard, which are buried with the ashes of Tong Shan and Chen Xiang.

Tong Qiang is sluggish on the outside, snow on the inside, cold to the extreme, he believes his sister Tong Qiuyue's words, Wen Yiming has changed, he has become a six relatives do not recognize, this is a beast who will do anything to be strong, in vain he has always regarded him as a brother in his heart, worried about it.

From the Western Regions Teleportation Array to the south, a man named Wan Yinan was entrusted by his sister to personally escort him here.

In case the man had a good impression in his mind and treated people sincerely, he didn't have a good impression of this person at first, because he knew that the force he was in contact with was the Holy Altar, and he was also the enemy of his brother Wen Yiming.

This is Tong Qiuyue's farewell night did not hide the confession, he has not chatted with his sister so peacefully for a long time, a chat is a few hours, a few months of insistence, my sister agreed to him to go back to Shuangcheng, on the condition that he take his parents back to the Western Regions, the family reunited.

That night, he knew a lot of things, and the reason why his cultivation had soared to the second layer of the Great Martial Arts was because of the Marriage Yuan Dan in the daily food and the spiritual mist that floated out during cultivation, and he also knew a lot about the Holy Altar, and he also knew why Wen Yiming was patronized by the wanted and robbery orders in the Northern Frontier, because he had cultivated the Dark Demon Alchemy and used martial cultivation as a material to refine the evil elixir that improved his cultivation.

He still couldn't believe it, so he even turned his face and became angry with Tong Qiuyue in the final conversation, just because Tong Qiuyue asked him to beware of Wen Yiming, saying that his brother was a ruthless person who would do whatever it took to achieve his goals.

Tong Qiang knew that with the improvement of Wen Yiming's cultivation, the intersection between the two became less and less, but he never thought that the relationship between the two would be separated by time and cultivation.

The reason why he promised his sister to take his parents to the Western Regions was also for the reason that he wanted to become stronger, he understood that if he didn't catch up, the gap with Wen Yiming would only get farther and farther, and he still remembered that the two of them entered the siege at the same time and entered the siege, it was an unforgettable time, it was the first time they competed on the same stage, and he didn't want to be the last time to compete on the same stage because of his backwardness.

Joining the altar, he never thought about it, but after resuming the brother-sister relationship with Tong Qiuyue, he made a lot of friends, one of whom was called Long Xiuzhu, who treated him as a brother, this person was very conceited, and called himself the Sword Demon.

Long Xiuzhu's strength really made him admire, and it was said that he was not Wen Yiming's opponent, so he couldn't believe it, Tong Qiuyue told him that Wen Yiming forcibly used the dark demon alchemy to improve his cultivation, which was not something that ordinary martial arts cultivators could compete, and the marrying pill and the spirit mist they used were purchased from the underground auction house, not refined by them, Wen Yiming had rich cultivation resources all from his dark demon alchemy.

As more and more information about Wen Yiming's alchemy talent was learned, he began to believe Tong Qiuyue's words, and she told Tong Qiang why only Wen Yiming could refine the plastic-breaking potion in the world, and even the master-level and grandmaster-level alchemists were helpless, is it possible?

He also felt that it was impossible, Tong Qiuyue said, this was because others disdained the heinous method of using martial arts as a material, which was not Wen Yiming's real strength.

On the way back, his wavering heart gradually stabilized, Wen Yiming is his brother, no matter whether evil and justice have nothing to do with him, at least from the original time to bring back a lot of resources for Shuangcheng, Wen Yiming is still affectionate and righteous to his friends and brothers.

His thinking is very simple, even if Wen Yiming is really as heinous as Tong Qiuyue said, he has to listen to Wen Yiming tell himself.

And at this moment, he regretted that he didn't pay attention to Tong Qiuyue's reminder, that was his sister, how could he harm himself, from the beginning of saving himself, quietly providing himself with expensive marrying Yuan Dan and turning spirit mist, so that his self-confidence increased with his cultivation, bit by bit, he suddenly found that it was not his sister who had changed, but that he was too stupid.

Tong Qiang knelt in front of his parents' graves sluggishly, never forgetting everything that happened that night, and he still regrets it so much.

It was such a night, in case the man escorted Tong Qiang back to this courtyard, Tong Shan and Chen Xiang happily placed a table of sumptuous wine and food, during the banquet, in case the man traveled a long distance and left the table early to rest, the next day he would escort Tong Shan and his wife to the Western Regions to reunite with their families.

Tong Qiang remembered that although his father and mother were reluctant, he was also happy, and he inexplicably felt that the family was no longer separated, which was also a good thing, and he returned to Shuangcheng the next day to do his last effort for the sect, and he thought that Wen Yiming might also rush back.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Wen Yiming caught up with dinner and brought a lot of gifts for his father and mother, they were all very happy, he and his father, who were already full of wine, picked up the wine bowl again, and they were very happy.

During the banquet, just because his father talked about going to the Western Regions the next day, he found that Wen Yiming's face had changed, and repeatedly asked the reason, he didn't want to hide it and told the altar, and also explained that he didn't want to join the altar, but just wanted to experience in the Western Regions.

Since the topic has been provoked, he simply said the question in his heart, he didn't think that the situation would change abruptly, Wen Yiming suddenly broke out and hurt people, if it weren't for the fact that the man woke up and rushed to save himself, and now he has gone to Huangquan with his parents, for this reason, in case the man is seriously injured.

A few days later, if the man accompanied him back to the courtyard, the bloody corpses of his parents stinked in the hall, and the leftovers and wine of that night were spilled on the ground, his mind was empty, numbly guarding the stinky corpse, just looking at the bloody father and mother, he couldn't shed a single tear, and sat for two days, until the man took the initiative to cremate and bury the body, he cried bitterly.

In case the man persuaded him to return to the Western Regions several times to no avail and left alone, the sound and smile of his parents lingered in his mind, and the only thing that could stop him from thinking was Wen Yiming's annoyed and angry face at that time, he couldn't forget, didn't dare to forget, and wouldn't forget.

The enmity of parents is not shared!

"Uhhh——!h

He raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice filled with endless hatred and anger.

He got up and punched his elbow frantically in the rainstorm, and the falling raindrops were shaken by Zhenyuan, and **** screamed.

Baji! In his thousands of tempers, he has already come out of instinct, unconsciously has the breath of killing, the momentum hides endless hatred in the rainy night, and every blow faintly bursts out of a gunshot.

'Poof——!'

There was an explosion in the air, and the majestic explosive force made his body unbearable, bursting with blood.

Blood was so beautiful in his eyes, like the love of a parent.

With the sound of rattling teeth, he retracted his fists and watched the blood drip down in the rain, stained red, gradually diluted, and extremely happy.

"I'll kill you with your fists with my own hands!"

He turned around and went into the house, picked up a broom and cleaned silently, trying to restore it all.

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