Murder of his wife? Killing his father to avenge his mother?

Hearing Hong Yi say such a rebellious word, Hong Xuanji was furious, and a momentum of destruction appeared on his body, and he couldn't wait to destroy this rebel immediately. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rebel, you can say such a thing!" Hong Xuanji appeared in front of Hong Yi in a flash, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were also full of undisguised killing intent.

In fact, the next moment the words came out, Hong Yi regretted the game.

He knew that he had been disturbed by a sudden blow that would make such an unwise move.

Over the years, in the Wuwen Marquis Mansion, he has not been treated fairly, and Hong Xuanji has never treated him as a son.

Mrs. Zhao targeted him, and her subordinates despised him, and even a maid dared to do something to him.

All of this has already accumulated into a heavy resentment in Hong Yi's heart, and now after knowing the truth of his mother's death, he is even more emotionally out of control and says that he wants to kill his father to avenge his mother.

Actually, this is indeed the real thought in his heart.

However, now he is only a weak scholar, and he may even be disabled if he is seriously injured.

And Hong Xuanji has become a top existence among the martial saints more than twenty years ago, and no one knows what kind of realm he has reached now.

Saying that he wants to take revenge in this situation is really unwise for Hong Yi.

It's okay to take revenge, but he can endure it, practice in secret, and slowly figure it out.

It's just that since the words have been spoken, there is no room for retraction. Now that he has reached this point, Hong Yi will naturally not make the slightest step back.

Facing Hong Xuanji's cold gaze, Hong Yi did not show weakness in-for-tat.

He doesn't know what kind of fate he will have today, the so-called tiger poison does not eat children, in Hong Xuanji, it really does not apply.

After all, even the wife can be killed to preach, and a child left by a wife and concubine who was killed by his own hands, what can he not do?

Since this is the case, Hong Yi naturally would not ask Hong Xuan to have the opportunity to spare his life for the sake of the relationship between father and son, and after this hope is gone, he doesn't know what hope he has to live.

Since most of them have no hope of survival, it is better to die a heroic death than to beg humbly.

A father and son, without saying a word, looked at each other coldly, they all had a kind of killing intent to kill each other, and in the quiet courtyard, they didn't even dare to sound the sound of insects.

"Humph! It seems that you are unrepentant, since you are a rebel who wants to commit such a rebellious act as killing your father, why don't I solve you first! ”

I don't know how long they looked at each other, and in the face of Hong Yi's unyielding gaze, Hong Xuanji snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to pat the top of Hong Yi's head.

With Hong Xuanji's martial arts realm, if this palm is slapped, except for death, Hong Yi will not have a second end.

And in the face of Hong Xuanji's merciless palm, Hong Yi knew that he didn't even have the ability to resist.

At this point, he couldn't help but regret it a little.

He didn't regret that he was born in the Hong family, and he didn't regret what he just said to Hong Xuanji.

Because from the moment he learned the truth about his mother's death, Hong Yi knew that between him and Hong Xuanji, one of them would fall, and between the two, there would be no death.

What he regretted was why he only knew how to read those useless poetry books for so many years.

People often say that useless is a scholar, the original Hong will scoff when he hears this kind of words, his goal is to raise the title of the gold list in high school, and then add three generations to correct his mother's name.

But now he realized how naïve his idea was.

The title of the gold list? Even if he reads poetry and books well, what does it do?

In this world, after all, it is still a country where force is supreme.

Taizu founded the country with martial arts, and now he uses military to determine the country, in the face of powerful force, a scholar, there is really no room for resistance.

He regretted why he had studied poetry and books for so many years, but he had not learned the slightest martial arts.

Even if Hong Xuanji has always forbidden him to practice martial arts, he can do it secretly.

There is really a body of force, even if he is still not Hong Xuanji's opponent, even if he still can't resist and die, he has no complaints.

But now, in the end, he found that the poetry books he had studied hard for so many years could not help him in the slightest when facing the current life and death crisis.

Are you going to die?

Looking at Hong Xuanji's palm getting closer and closer, this thought flashed through Hong Yi's heart.

Then, his life replayed in his mind like a video.

In the end, he found that in addition to being trapped in this Wuwen Marquis Mansion, in addition to reciting poetry and books every day, after the age of seven, he has not left a trace of interesting memories in his life.

If there is an afterlife, you must learn a powerful force, step on the pinnacle of humanity, and obtain the power to break all obstacles!

This is the last thought in Hong Yi's mind to say goodbye to the world.

The next moment, Hong Xuanji's big palm slapped on the top of Hong Yi's head, Hong Yi felt the palm wind blowing his hair, and felt a faint pain in his scalp under the pressure of the palm.

He knew that at this moment, there was no hope left for him.

One last glance at the world in front of him, he obediently closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, with the advent of death, time seems to have become extraordinarily long.

One second......

Two seconds......

Three-second ......

Hong Yi felt that a few seconds had passed, but the deadly palm had not harvested his life.

Just when Hong Yi's heart was full of strange and wanted to open his eyes, Hong Xuanji's voice full of vigilance came from his ears.

"Your Excellency, who is it? Why did you break into my Wuwen Marquis Mansion late at night? ”

Hearing this, Hong Yi's mind raced, and he had already guessed that someone had saved him at the last moment. Although I don't know who was able to appear in the Wuwen Marquis Mansion at this time and save himself.

But to be able to live, Hong Yi naturally has no idea of dying.

Just as he was curiously about to open his eyes to see who had saved him, a slightly familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Hong Xuanji, can you give me a refreshing face and let this kid go once?"

This voice, with these frivolities, with some uninhibitedness, with some playfulness, seems to have not taken Hong Xuanji, Wu Wenhou, who is the imperial master, in his eyes at all.

And these are not the focus of Hong Yi's attention.

At this time, he only had one thought in his heart, wasn't this voice the young man named Mu Feng who had cheated all the money on his body during the day today?

Almost subconsciously, Hong Yi opened his eyes and looked at the position beside him.

As expected, what caught the eye was Mu Feng's face with a slight hook at the corners of his mouth and a three-point smile.

"Boy, I told you you were destined for me, and we'll see you again. Now, you believe it, right? ”

Seeing Hong Yi looking at him with a shocked face, the corners of Mu Feng's mouth hooked upward, revealing a smile that he thought was hearty.

"Shepherd...... Brother Shepherd? Even though he felt that it was Mu Feng who saved him by listening to the voice, when he really saw this familiar face, Hong Yi couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Haha! Isn't it a surprise? From time to time, you are glad that you have formed a good relationship with me? Looking at Hong Yi's face full of astonishment, Mu Feng asked with enjoyment.

"Uh...... It's ......" Listening to Mu Feng's words, Hong Yi was a little at a loss.

And just when the two were talking, Hong Xuanji, who was left out in the cold on the other side, was a little angry.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you sneak into my Wuwen Marquis Mansion in the middle of the night, and save this rebellious rebel?"

For some reason, he always felt that Mu Feng, who was talking to Hong Yi with a smile, had a kind of appearance that he didn't take himself seriously at all.

And in fact, he didn't guess wrong, Mu Feng really didn't take him seriously.

After hearing Hong Xuanji's words, Mu Feng turned his head and glanced at him with some surprise.

"Yo! Hong Xuanji, are you still there? If you don't speak, I'll forget about you. Say, what do you want? Do you give me this face? ”

Hearing Mu Feng's words, Hong Xuanji was so angry that he vomited blood.

Nima, what do you mean I'm still here? This is obviously my family, right? Don't you want to be so thorough?

And how did it become what I wanted? I should have asked you what I was asking, okay? I'm going to kill my own son, do I have anything to do with you?

You jumped out to save people, and I gave you a refreshing face, why is your face bigger than others?

His heart was full of anger, but Hong Xuanji looked at Mu Feng with vigilance in his eyes.

Just now, it was this young man who looked a little too young and slapped himself away, and only then did he save Hong Yi under his palm.

Although his palm is suspected of sneak attack, he can shoot himself as an intermediate human immortal with one palm, at least it is an existence of the same level as himself.

Thinking of this, Hong Xuanji decided to be restless.

"Your Excellency, this is Hong's family matter, are you interfering so much, are you taking care of it too much?"

Hong Xuanji is a person, and he likes to stand on the side of righteousness, and deter others with righteousness, so that people are cowardly before they do anything.

It's a pity that this set is used on Mu Feng's body, and he obviously used it in the wrong place.

After hearing Hong Xuanji's words, Mu Feng immediately stabbed him.

"What's the matter? Listening to this, are you not going to give me this face? You look at my face, you look closely, isn't my face refreshing enough? Isn't my face big enough? I pulled down my face to ask you for a face, and you didn't plan to give it? ”

Listening to Mu Feng's words, Hong Xuanji was powerless to complain, and he was just about to say something, but was interrupted by Mu Feng's next words.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you have to think through before you decide whether or not to give me this face. Have you ever seen a big fist in a casserole? Ever heard of a shadowless leg that can kick a cow to death with one kick?

I don't have a bad temper, if you don't give me this face, you're forcing me to do it! ”

When he said this, Mu Feng's mouth always had a faint smile on his lips, giving people a sense of joking.

However, his qi that has always locked Hong Xuanji tells others that he is serious!