The masked man in the woods is called Rotten Face, the name he gave himself, and he himself was ruined with his face. His face was ugly, so he called himself a rotten face, and the name carried his sneer.

The wind was cold, reminding him of the past.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" he was trapped in the darkness by his father that day.

"Kang'er, do you want to die, why did you provoke the people of Wind Valley?" It was my father's voice.

"Isn't it just a female disciple? For the sake of an irrelevant female disciple, you want to ruin your son's face?"

"If you don't want to ruin your face, go and marry that female disciple back," the father's voice was cold.

"Why? just because she's hard backstage?" Rotten Face sneered at his father, as if laughing at his father's weakness.

"What do you know, it's all because I'm usually too used to you, it's not good to provoke that person's disciple, I can only save you like this, that person is a madman." The father's voice was full of anger and regret.

"Daddy, are you crazy? I'm your son. Aren't you the Pavilion Master? The rotten face questioned his father,

"That person is too strong, I can't afford to mess with you, I don't want to drive you out of the mountain gate, so I can only ruin your face and voice and let you stay with someone else's identity." The father's voice was full of unbearability.

"Then you might as well drive me down the mountain, you can't afford it, I'll take it myself. Rotten face sneered.

"No, how can my son be like those lost dogs, you still have to take my place, how can you leave. If you want to hate, hate that woman, who let her make things bigger, can't she bear it and pass?" The father's voice full of hatred was like the voice of the devil, which made people's hearts chill.

"Daddy......"

"Ah...... Ah......h

"Good...... Uncomfortable...... , dad stop...... Stop......"

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The shadows of the trees in the forest became darker, and the rotten face seemed to melt into the darkness.

The cold wind poured into his neck, giving a shiver to the cold, and the masked man struggled out of the painful memories, his fists clenched tightly, as if he wanted to crush or tear something apart.

He hated this mountain since the day he was disfigured, he hadn't spoken to his father for four years, and even the way he looked at his father was hate, how cowardly and selfish it was for a father to harm his son like this.

But one day, his father was full of appreciation and said to him, "Kang'er, that's right, the more fierce you are to me, the less anyone will know that you are my son." ”

This made him feel sick, and he even laughed at his father, "Don't you know?

In his eyes, his father was an incompetent and greedy person, a vain and selfish person, conservative and timid, and no one knew how he became the lord of the cabinet, but he believed that it was certainly not glorious.

Whenever he projected hatred, his father was speechless, and his whole body trembled slightly, and the dignified Mu Bai Pavilion Master Tian Renbei was naturally not trembling because of fear.

The sentence of that day, "Kang'er, that's right, the more fierce you are to me, the more no one will know that you are my son." "said such a weak heart, a dignified pavilion master, in order to be able to say a word to his son for four years, he actually came up with such a brainless conversation.

After the disfigurement, Wind Valley didn't ask for trouble with Mu Baige, and the rotten face didn't think that Wind Valley had forgotten him, but that Wind Valley didn't take himself seriously, he was just a small character who said he would forget, and his father was a fool.

One day the father was drunk and ran to his cave house, of course, the bad face did not let the drunk man into the house, that day the father talked about the mother who died early, the mother always hoped that he could become a man who could support Mu Baige's future, and the father worked so hard, the father kept explaining that he was doing it for the sake of the bad face, he was afraid that his child would die outside, so even if he ruined his child's face, he had to keep his child by his side, only in this way he could protect his child.

"Who cares about your protection, get out" was the only thing Rotten Face said that night.

In the eyes of parents, they are as fragile as glass, even if they become lions, they must beat themselves into glass to protect them, why do you do this, because lions can be injured, but is a lion who has not been injured a lion?

The rotten face calmed himself down, untied the cloth covering his face, and leaked out the pitted face, and the wound on his face healed on its own in almost a moment, but the pitted face remained the same. He has a strong ability to heal himself, thanks to the poison his father used when he was disfigured, the kind of poison that makes people can't die but keeps rotting. It's just that this kind of blessing in disguise is not uncommon for him himself.

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He rolled up the mask again, slowly wrapped around his face, his eyes glowed with cold, in the past four years, he developed a habit, that is, while slowly masking his face, while calmly thinking about how to take revenge.

There was a hint of treachery in his eyes, "You still want that thing! It's just that you don't know that I'm a person who doesn't care about death, and I won't lose no matter what the outcome is."

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