Chapter 307: The Grace of Nurturing? Bloody feud?
A pair of loving parents, a delicate and lovely sister who takes unusual care of him, and he is just a small, crying baby.
I still remember that my sister asked curiously, why she didn't have the same "red dot" between her brother's eyebrows, which was the same as her mother, and her mother gently told her sister that it was because that little cinnabar mole represented love, and her mother loved her father, so there would be a cinnabar mole, and her younger brother loved her sister, so her younger brother would have a cinnabar mole.
When my sister heard this, she said anxiously that she also loved her brother, so she wanted it too, and her mother and father smiled softly together.
I still remember that my sister, who was a few years older than him, held him every day and didn't let go, and took care of him properly, which is not at all like what a child who is only a few years old will do.
I still remember what kind of delicious and fun my sister gets, no matter whether he can play or not, whether he can eat it or not, all the brains are left to him, and he said with a smile: My brother will grow up quickly, and when he grows up, he will eat delicious food and play fun with his sister.
Do you remember......
Every day, every detail, is vivid, as if it had just happened.
With the love of his parents and the care of his sister, he is so happy until he ......
Until that day, the killing was all over the sky, and the blood covered the eyes!
Crying, he looked at the people around him, one by one falling in a pool of blood, and watched his frightened sister with a face full of blood, thrown into the tumbling water by his father far away, and was instantly submerged by the rushing water.
Watching his father being slashed from behind, staggering around, watching his father with a pair of blood-red tiger eyes, struggling to walk towards him and his mother, but he was hit hard again, and his knees could no longer support him to the ground, but he was still unwilling to use the knife in his hand to the ground, and he refused to fall!
There was a figure who walked up to his father and said something, his ears were filled with the sound of fighting, he couldn't hear what the man was saying, he only saw his father shaking his head with difficulty, and then the man was angry, and his hand was up and down......
My father died, but those people didn't even spare my father's body, they seemed to be looking for something, giving my father's body to ......
They didn't find it, and turned their eyes back in disappointment to look at him, and at his mother, who was holding him tightly.
The mother's whole body trembled, and tears fell like rain, and she watched her husband be killed, and she still couldn't live in peace after death, but when the group of vicious people looked at her and walked towards her, she suddenly stopped crying.
She spoke slowly, her voice was very soft and soft, but he heard it clearly in her arms, and she said, "My children, father, mother, and sister can no longer protect you, you have to live well, you know?" Because you are a descendant of the Ling family, your name is Ling Feiyang! Remember? ”
The expression on my mother's face was strange, revealing strength and tenacity, but also with a soaring hatred and a vague hint of death.
Those people forced themselves in front of the mother, who could not retreat, because behind her was a sharp blade that shone with cold light!
"Say, where is the thing?" Someone asked like this, and his tone was extremely fierce.
The trembling of his mother's body also stopped, she kissed him on the cheek again, and said a word with great calm.
She said, "You won't get it, only my children know, where things are hidden!" Without my children, you would never have gotten something like that! ”
As soon as the words fell, streams of blood suddenly gushed out of his mother's lips, dripping down on his body, and he cried even louder, as if he knew that his mother had also left him.
The people looked at each other, and one of them raised a large knife and swung it at his small body, and the cold light almost stunned his tearful eyes......
"Wait, maybe this woman is telling the truth, and we haven't completed the master's explanation, I'm afraid ......"
They got together and talked a few words, and then he was able to escape from the blade.
Perhaps, at that time, he was already aware that his life was hanging by a thread, and he didn't cry or make trouble and let them take him all the way.
Then, he met the man......
Wearing a golden robe, a golden dragon mask, the eyes behind the mask seemed to be two cold pools, and they glanced at him without any emotion, but at that moment, he clearly saw the beating flames from it, just like his vitality!
He stretched out his little hand and grabbed the golden, and the man looked back again, this time there was a real fire in the man's eyes, and he really survived, until now......
Feiyang blinked his eyes again, his fingers tightened slightly, he felt a burst of pain in his chest, and a pair of eyes that always had a cold light slowly closed, but tears couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
He knew that everything in the dream was real, maybe it was near death, so that those pictures that he had witnessed with his own eyes, but were sealed in the depths of his memory, rolled out, just because although Ling Qingrui showed him a portrait, he never told too many things.
He also learned from Ling Qingrui's maid that Ling Qingrui was seriously ill when she fell into the water and almost lost her memory, and Ling Qingrui didn't remember those childhood things at all, so how could she describe them to him?
There is also the scene of the killing, even if Ling Qingrui has a memory, she has been thrown into the water by her father at that time, and the tragic death of her father later, the tragic situation after death, the murmuring of her mother, the tragic death of her mother, and the scene when he saw that person......
Ling Qingrui didn't see these at all, how could she know that even if the witnesses who happened to these things back then were still alive, these things could be investigated, so how could those details that only he knew and his own feelings at that time be investigated?
Since none of these things could be investigated, how could Ling Qingrui give him a hint and make him dream of all this?
All of this confirms one thing, and that is that those memories are real!
He, Feiyang is the son-in-law of the Ling family who was lucky not to die in infancy, Ling Qingrui's younger brother Ling Feiyang!
He recognized the enemy who killed his father as his father-in-law, no, it was not just the murder of his father's enemy, but the monstrous hatred of the Ling family......
Feiyang suddenly stopped his tears, opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his apricot eyes, but this enemy also raised him, what should he do?
At this time, it seemed that someone noticed that Feiyang had woken up, and while asking people to report to Tenglong, he walked to Feiyang's side, saw that he had indeed woken up, and said: "Feiyang, you can be regarded as awake, do you know that the master is about to die of worry in the past few days, and if you don't wake up, the master will not be able to help but kill." ”
However, he said this very lightly, as if he was afraid of being heard, Feiyang sneered in his heart, too, if he let his father-in-law know that someone dared to talk about him behind his back, this person would die a miserable death!
It's just that in the next moment, Feiyang's heart moved slightly, and this voice seemed to have been heard when he was unconscious? Fei raised his brows and frowned slightly, thinking hard.
The man reached out and touched Feiyang's forehead, looked relieved, and muttered, "It's no longer burning, it seems that it's really fine." Flying, drink saliva first, maybe the master will summon you in a while. ”
As he spoke, the man glanced back at the outside, and then quickly picked up the kettle on the side and fed Feiyang some water, but carefully put the kettle back in place, and wiped all the water stains on Feiyang's lips, as if he was going to feed him water to Feiyang to drink, and the traces of this incident completely covered up the past.
Feiyang suddenly remembered that it was this person, when he was dazed, when he was dying, when he remembered the life-saving pill that Ling Qingrui gave him, he helped him stuff the pill into his mouth, and even poured him a large mouthful of water, and then wiped all traces as at this time!
It's just that at that time, he was groggy, and the pictures in his mind kept flashing, and he couldn't care about these things at all, so he wanted to come at this time......
Feiyang's eyes looked at the person beside him, and he saw that he had a beard, which almost covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his expression, but Feiyang's bright gaze startled the man, and he took a step back vigilantly.
Feiyang slowly withdrew his gaze, reached out and touched his chest, and was pleased to find that the paper bag that Ling Qingrui gave him was still in his arms, and he took out the paper bag without hesitation.
It's just that when he saw the pills in the paper bag, Feiyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, they were all broken, which shows how badly he was injured that day.
Picking up a few pieces of pills, Feiyang stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation, a bitterness slowly spread in his mouth, but the pain in his chest was slowly relieved, and then Feiyang carefully wrapped the remaining pieces of pills and put them back in his arms.
The bearded man watched Feiyang's every move silently, his eyes flickering slightly.
After a while, someone really came with an order from Tenglong to fly to see him.
Fei Yang struggled to get up, his feet just hit the ground, there was a wave of dizziness and weakness, almost making him unsteady on his feet, he reached out to support the bed, survived this period of dizziness, and then walked out.
Several people around him looked at him indifferently, and they didn't want to help him at all, and Feiyang was already used to it, he treated people indifferently, why not because the people around him treated him even more indifferently!
Thinking of the people around Ling Qingrui, the "Feiyang Young Master" was almost meticulously taken care of, compared to it, it was really stark, and a mocking smile appeared on Feiyang's lips.
Sitting upright above was still a person in a golden robe, still an emotionless golden mask, and Fei Yang slowly knelt down.
"Flying...... I have seen my stepfather. ”
Tenglong looked at Feiyang's lowered head from above, his eyes were dim, and he asked, "Feiyang, are you blaming your father-in-law?" ”
"Feiyang doesn't dare."
"Don't dare?"
Tenglong's voice couldn't hear joy and anger, but with overwhelming might, it was oppressed to fly!