"I...!"

The more this is the case, the more chaotic Jing Chong's heart is, and the more chaotic he is, the more vigilant he becomes, he doesn't know why Wu Su asked this, and he doesn't know what kind of plans they have, and at such a juncture, the first sentence is to ask about his father's name and hometown, and there are probably only two possibilities for this.

The first is that they are their father's enemies, and the Blood Knife Village is only a hundred miles away from Lijiatuo, so it is reasonable if their father has a grudge against them. And they also have the strength to put it to death.

Second, they are their father's friends, and seeing Wu Su's eyes looking at him so expectantly, it is obvious that there is no malice.

But after careful analysis, both are impossible, first of all, if the father has a grudge against them, the hundred-mile road is just a leg distance for these people, and they don't have to wait so long to think of revenge, not to mention that it also involves a blood wolf killing, and the blood wolf killing is originally the same as the blood knife village, and it is impossible to have the same hatred. Besides, I've been here for so long, if it's really an enemy, how can I live until now?

And if it's a friend, it's impossible, if his father has something to do with them, and with the strength of the Blood Knife Village, why does he have to work hard to stay in a broken mountain village and be mediocre?

In addition to these two possibilities, Jing Chong really can't think of a reason, and based on the above analysis, he himself is still more inclined to the word "friend".

With such thoughts, Jing Chong decided to take a gamble, if it was really a friend, then he had some understanding of his father's identity or the cause of his death, and his path of revenge also had some direction.

Making up his mind in his heart, Jing Chong gritted his teeth, his brows tightened, and he chose to face it head-on, "Back to the big master, I was originally from Li Jiatuo, my father Jing He, and my mother Li Shi, who were originally ordinary mountain villagers, living a life without fighting with the world......"

"Jing He, is it really Jing He?" Jing Chong had just said half of his words, when he was interrupted by Qiu Han on the side, and blurted out with a slight gaffe, his expression full of fanaticism.

But as soon as he spoke, he was pulled by Mo Xingting beside him, shook his head, and motioned for him to let Jing Chong continue. At the same time, it is not difficult to find that even the calm and waveless Wu Su has a touch of fanaticism on his face. It's just that because of his identity, he was forced to suppress it.

Jing Chong didn't know why he was interrupted, but he was slightly stunned and continued, "However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck, and such a peaceful day has changed dramatically three years ago......"

His thoughts turned, he seemed to see the unbearable night, the calm night, the miserable roar, the crazy pursuit, the experience within a few days, he could write a bumpy life, he didn't dare to recall, and never mentioned it to anyone, the suppressed heart, the buried blood feud, he was suppressed more than once, and he woke up in countless nightmares, so that he continued to be strong.

Now tearing this memory, his heart can no longer bear it, tears are like a flood that bursts the embankment, he unreservedly confided out the experience of the past three years from beginning to end, and the depression suppressed in his heart seems to be poured out when he gets it, he cries darkly, and the sun and moon cry without light.

No matter how strong he is, he is just an underage child, all of this, he is too difficult, and he has borne too much, and he can come so far, it cannot be said that it is an accident, but a miracle.

Under this kind of grief, most people listen to the warmth in their hearts, and their eyes are moist, especially Zhai Xingniang, who is not far from Jing Chong, has already brought rain with pear blossoms, and she can't cry, she is crying not because of the same situation Chong's encounter, but because she hates her ignorance, regrets not targeting him like that at the beginning, it turns out that what she did was so despicable.

Of course, in addition to her, Nie Haiyuan is even deeper, as Jing Chong's brother, he has seen every bit of himself in his heart for the past three years, although they have not mentioned Jing Chong's past positively, but he can clearly feel the cold heart of the other party. At this time, I really heard the past from Jing Chong's mouth, and thought of Zou Cang's death, the already relaxed heart could no longer stand it, and the tears in the corners of my eyes had already burst out.

As a descendant, Liu Yan and others have long been stunned by Jing Chong's experience, in addition to sympathy, they are more resentful, not resentful of the despicable and shameless Li Dazhu, who betrayed his friends because of small profits, and not resentful of those blood wolves who killed innocents indiscriminately.

However, what is unexpected is that at this time, Qiu Han, Mo Xingting and Wu Su, the three high-level leaders of the Blood Knife Village, who were originally high-ranking in the Blood Knife Village, also slowly showed moisture in their eyes at this time, and their bodies trembled one by one, and it could be seen that they were trying their best to suppress the anger in their bodies.

At the same time, even Qi Wei, who had always been aimed at Jing Chong and was indifferently hostile, had a complex color on his old face, but under the deliberate cover-up, he ignored the past.

"A bunch of nonsense, nonsense, you are obviously a traitor who fled from the outer village to the inner village, and you want to take revenge on the cottage, so you sneaked into the inner village to steal the advanced magic tricks, and came to poison the cottage foundation, it's not good, you are an undercover agent sent by the blood wolf killing!"

Qiu Zhiyuan jumped over the wall in a hurry, he really couldn't figure out why Jing Chong's life experience caused such a movement, he was afraid of exposing his lies, so he interrupted Jing Chong's words very decisively.

And this interruption also instantly pulled the depressed people back from their sadness, especially Qi Wei, after listening to Qiu Zhiyuan's words, he quickly got rid of his inner wavering, he always thought that Jing Chong was an undercover agent.

"You said you are Jing He's son, what evidence do you have?" Qi Wei shrank his eyes and asked the sharpest question, but it was not difficult to see from his eyes that in addition to a little disgust, he was more expectant, this kind of complex heart, others could not understand it at all.

Qi Wei's question also resonated at this time, so the other three family members also looked at it expectantly, and they seemed to want to see such evidence.

They stared at Jing Chong with burning eyes, and even their breathing became short.

Looking at Jing Chong again, excessive sadness made him want to cry without tears, now he is no longer the fragile child he was at the beginning, he can control his heart, so he also seems to be stronger and stronger, without the slightest hesitation, he just gently pulled out the steel knife behind him, slowly converged the edge on it, revealing the simple and plain blade.

The big word "曰" appears on the handle of the knife, and below the word "曰", there are obvious traces of deliberate polishing, and anyone with a discerning eye can guess that it is a "Jing" word.