Chapter Seventy-Three: The Story of Loving and Killing Each Other

"This can't be, this can't ......," Tsing Yi muttered subconsciously.

The was completely immersed in the memories, and a smile spread across his dark and purple face.

"It was such a great time! Unfortunately, it didn't take long for your father to pass away. ”

The's face sank to a sad expression.

"When he died, I was out on an errand, and when I came back, the funeral was over, and I couldn't see him for the last time. However, what makes me sad and somewhat happy is that your mother's condition has improved, and she has changed back to the gentle woman she used to be. ”

The smiled.

Tsing Yi looked at him intently, already released from his emotions and waiting for the following.

"In this way, our brother and sister depended on each other until thirteen years ago......" The spat blood, wiped his lips with his sleeve, and continued.

"On that day, the day of your father's death, I came back from a trip and heard your mother talking in the back room of her shop. Somehow I quietly leaned over and listened, and I was shocked by what I heard. ”

The turned his head to look at Tsing Yi, and there seemed pity in his eyes.

"What did Mother say?" Tsing Yi asked.

"Hehe, hehe!" The laughed dryly, "Your mother held the portrait of your father in the house, and said with tears in her eyes, why did he betray her, why did he stay with me, this was all forced by him, forced her to make a move, and killed her!" ”

"Ahh Tsing Yi couldn't help but scream.

"No, it can't be." She couldn't believe that it was her mother who killed her father.

"You're lying to me again!"

The ignored Tsing Yi's questioning and continued: "When I heard this, I lost my mind for a moment and made a movement, and your mother heard it, and she rushed out, and at that moment she returned to her manic appearance back then. She shot at me like crazy, and kept scolding, 'It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, you killed him, you deserve to die!' ’”

"No matter how much I tried to advise and apologize, it didn't work, she seemed to be crazy."

"So I struck and drew my sword, but I didn't want to kill her, I just wanted to subdue her and calm him down."

"But my mother is still dead!" Tsing Yi said sharply.

"Yes, because she hit my sword herself, I think she must have been suicidal when she did it."

"But why did she use the Turtle Breath Technique to delay the passage of life, and why did she leave your name on the coffin."

Tsing Yi asked, trembling and pointing at the.

"Now that you think about it, your mother must be trying to get revenge on me! Maybe she guessed what you'd do, she knows you too well, you're too much like her. ”

"Liar, deceive, all deceit." Tsing Yi covered his ears and shouted.

The laughed, "Uncle is dying, what are you lying about, alas, what a debt!" ”

"Tsing Yi, I have something for you, it's your mother's, it's on my chest......"

Burst~!

Halfway through the's speech, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and his head tilted, and he died of exhaustion.

Tsing Yi sat on the ground in a daze, expressionless and lifeless, like a sculpture.

After a few moments, she finally relented, she stood up, walked over to the, and put her hand on his chest, wondering what her mother had left for it.

But as soon as his fingers touched the's chest, he felt a faint beat, wait, he wasn't dead!

Tsing Yi was startled and was about to retreat, when the black ghost's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing deep hatred, and a pair of hands slammed into Tsing Yi's chest.

"You ungrateful, like your mother, are white-eyed wolves that you can't raise."

The muscles of the black ghost's face were distorted, like a demon, and he frantically spat at Tsing Yi and shouted: "I'll tell you, I killed your mother, I killed your father, and your father was obviously with me at that time, and he wanted to reconcile with your mother again." How could I allow him to betray me like this, so I killed your mother while he was away, and I still remember the shocked look in his eyes, haha. ”

"As for your mother, I was a little injured in a fight with someone outside that day, and I went to her shop to rest and heal, but I didn't expect to fall asleep, and I even talked in a dream, and I don't know if this secret was hidden in my heart for too long, I actually told it in a dream, and it happened to be heard by your mother."

"Hey, hey, hey, she even ignored me as his own brother, and wanted to take advantage of my sleep to avenge that damn negative man, but unfortunately, how could she hide her strength from me, and I found out as soon as I got close, what did my sister who disregarded family affection do, of course killed."

"You don't know, Tsing Yi, when my sword pierced your mother's heart, my whole body relaxed, extremely relaxed, it turns out that I have been afraid of being told the truth by her for so many years, it is the heaviest burden on my body, kill it!"

"But from now on, Uncle no longer uses a sword, because every time he picks up a sword, he thinks of your mother's resentful and unwilling eyes before she died, what a nasty look!"

"But Tsing Yi, why do you have to pursue these truths like your mother, why do you want to harm me like your mother, isn't it good for our family to live together?! Uncle really doesn't want to kill you, but I don't want to experience the betrayal of my relatives anymore, so let's die together. ”

"Dead ball, dead ball, everything is over!"

With the words of the, Tsing Yi's eyelids gradually drooped, her eyes lost their radiance, and the breath of life completely disappeared from her body.

"Tsing Yi, my good niece, will you go first, hehe, hahaha, it's okay, uncle will come to accompany you soon."

Burst!

The withdrew his hand, and the warm blood splattered on his face, but he enjoyed it very much, perhaps because their family was about to be "reunited".

He let go of the suppression of the toxicity by the source power in his body, and after a while, the black purple spread all over his body, and the gulped black blood, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

As he lay dying, he seemed to see a light shoot down from overhead, and a somewhat familiar voice sounded.

"Tsk, what a perverted and sad story."

The next moment, everything was dark.

Zhang Xiaotian heard a bizarre story, and finally decided to enter the passage, he lifted the wooden plank covered with dirt outside the passage, and jumped into it with a jet-black dagger in his hand.

Just in time for the to swallow his last breath, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the story of this family falling in love and killing each other can be made into a TV series.

How did Zhang Xiaotian track it down?

I think many friends have already guessed it.

That's right, when Zhang Xiaotian decided to use the to get the 50 million, he had already put an improved version of the tracker on his body, and the signal of this tracker was stronger, and it could be received within a range of five kilometers.