readx;?“ Hehehe, hahahahahahaha!"

Khan Parkes laughed maniacally again, as if he was proud of his deception of Ian, mocking the boy's innocence and ignorance. www.biquge.info He believed that Ian, who was kneeling on the ground at this time, had tasted despair, but he was not satisfied. He wants to completely destroy the other party's beliefs, make them his own puppets, become the guards who truly protect Fei'er, and become the tools he uses for revenge.

He slowly stopped the laughter that sounded again, but he couldn't suppress the laughter that overflowed. He walked in the steps of the victor and walked to the defeated man who knelt on the ground, wanting to hear the dejected and remorseful voice of the young man in front of him again, and then he heard the hoarse and trembling voice.

"She's Phil"

"Huh?" Khan Parks didn't hear clearly, for he was still basking in the joy of victory, and Ian's voice was so soft that it seemed to suppress some imminent eruption.

"She's Phil. ”

Ian's voice was still hoarse, but it was noticeably heavier than before. Sitting on his knees, he had raised his head now, and in his eyes it was hollow, sad, and almost irrepressible pain.

"What are you talking about?" Khan Parkes' smile froze on his face, turning into a stiff and funny expression. He sensed something strange in Ian's eyes and words, as if there was a secret that was extremely important to him hidden in those words that he could not understand. In a trance, a huge throbbing rose from the bottom of his heart, and he felt that he had missed something, that he had done something very terrible.

"She's !! Phil"

The hoarse voice turned into a loud roar. At this moment, Ian could no longer suppress the great grief in his heart. His eyes were red, and he jumped to his feet with a shudder, and slammed his fist into Khan Parkes' stiff, smiling face. Sadness, pain, anger, these incomparably stirring emotions overwhelmed all reason, and instantly occupied Ian's entire mind, and even the vertigo feeling of cutting through the cage was suppressed.

There was only one thought left in his heart, which was to completely smash, smash, smash this face in front of him!

"Why??," a trembling growl rang out from Ian's mouth. He no longer wants to care about any natural disasters, no longer wants to care about the Northern Regions, and no longer wants to care about the people and the empire. At this moment, he was no longer a rare sword saint in the world, but just like an ordinary person, he pressed Khan Parkes, who was stunned for a moment, under him, and used all his strength to slam him in the face with punches and punches, "Why did you calculate everything, but you didn't know that she was Fei'er." Black Sword Saint, she is Fei'er !!"

The irrepressible pain came out at this moment, and Ian welled up with unparalleled hatred in his heart. He hated Khan Parks as much as he hated himself. Because this is the most unacceptable outcome for him, rather than such an ending, he would rather tell Khan Parks everything at the beginning, and pray that Khan Parks will be omniscient and omnipotent at the beginning!

Khan Parkes's mind was already blank, and the huge impact of Ian's words made him freeze on the ground, no matter how hard Ian hit, it didn't bring him a trace of pain. It wasn't until a long time later that he gradually came back to his senses, and his smiling face became distorted, and finally became a hideous one.

He couldn't believe what Ian said, hoping that the other party would just lie to him with words after losing. However, Ian's identity, Ian's grief-stricken eyes reminded him all the time that all this may be true, and what he said may really be true!

If Fei'er is really the Black Sword Master, then what did I just do? What exactly did I just do?

Khan Parks did not dare to think of such a possibility, for the slightest touch of the thought would envelop him with great uneasiness and fear.

"Boy, don't try to lie to me!" He suddenly let out a weird and stiff laugh, raised his hand and squeezed Ian's fist down, grabbed Ian's collar with the other hand, turned over and pressed it under him, and asked in a seemingly tough tone, "Do you think you can fool me with this ridiculous lie, ah? If Fei'er is not in a safe place, how can you be safe here?"

"I know, I know there's a carriage leaving the Northern Regions from your house. He pinched Ian's collar and shook it, and asked with a hideous expression, "She should be on the carriage to Rusbell right now, right, right!?"

"She's not there!" Ian roared in his already hoarse voice, and also reached out and pinched Khan Parkes's collar, and pronounced the other party's crime in the most poignant voice: "You killed her, you killed your own daughter with your own hands!"

"No way, this can't be!" Khan Parks screamed. Hearing the words of his own daughter rising in Khan's heart with great fear. He didn't dare to imagine, really didn't dare to imagine that what the other party said would be the truth. His only sustenance in this world is Fei'er, if he kills his daughter with his own hands, then what is the point of everything he has done, and what is the point of his life?

"There's no way I'm going to kill Fei'er! No, there's no way Fei'er can't be the Black Sword Saint at all. He threw Ian away, stood up, took a few steps back, and shouted as if he had gone mad, "How could she be the Black Sword Master? She is only seventeen years old, she is just a powerless child, how can she be my biggest obstacle, the Black Sword Master who has been hindering my plans!?"

Hearing this madman-like scream, Ian scrambled to his feet. He wanted to show evidence, wanted Khan Parks to recognize the facts, and wanted to make the other party pay the price he should pay! However, it was at this time that the sound of "ding" froze all his actions.

The two men, who were almost crazy, shuddered as they turned their heads to look in the direction from which the voice had come.

At some point, a young girl they knew and was unfamiliar with was standing there silently, with a black sword at her feet that had fallen to the ground.

"Phil"

The two men made trembling voices in unison. The appearance of the girl should have made them feel happy, but her appearance at the moment made both of them let out a painful sorrow.

The black trench coat as usual was shattered, and the skin under the trench coat had almost turned into glass-like crystals. There was no trace of blood on the girl's body, as all the blood had almost evaporated. She was like a statue of crystal, and the crystals on this statue were shattering and spilling all the time, announcing that she had no more life.

"So I've always been your biggest obstacle?"

"Turns out I've been doing the wrong thing all along?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the girl walked over step by step. Perhaps, because she has come to the end of her relationship, this girl who has lost all expression, four years later, at this moment of near death, has regained what she should have.

She was in tears and smiling.

"I'm sorry, Dad. (To be continued.) )