Gravel Ridge, with the exception of a few specific days, has always been off the beaten track on weekdays. Because, this is not a good place, but a cemetery. In more layman's terms, it is a place where the dead are buried. Most of the civilians in Jianghai City, if someone in their family dies, they will be buried here. Some unclaimed corpses were also dragged here for disposal.

As a result, this gravel ridge is rarely visited on a normal day, but today a strange visitor came. If you want to talk about this gravel ridge, it can't be said that there is absolutely no one who comes on weekdays, and if there is something in the house in the city, they will come here. But it's rare for someone like this to come here. After all, it's not a good place. There are tombstones erected everywhere here, and even during the day they look just as gloomy and chilling, who would be here without any trouble?

This man had not come here for a funeral, he had not carried any sacrificial supplies with him, and he had been walking aimlessly in the cemetery, as if he was looking for something. After wandering around the cemetery, he finally settled in front of a deserted grave. Why is it said that this is a deserted tomb, because the tomb does not look very old, but it is overgrown with weeds, and you can tell that no one has come to worship for a long time.

At the head of this seemingly deserted grave, there is a simple stone tombstone that reads "The Tomb of Han Jingnan and Zhao Xueting and His Wife". This grave mountain is the tomb of Han Feng's parents. In this way, that strange mysterious person doesn't need to guess to know that it is Han Feng.

It turned out that after Han Feng returned to Jianghai City, he did not choose revenge at the first time, but was ready to go to his parents' graves to pay respects first. After several years, he finally stood in front of his parents' graves again, and his heart was in chaos. There is regret, anger, hatred, and sorrow.

Han Feng gently stroked the tombstone, and the hands that didn't know how many Warcraft lives had been taken away were trembling all the time, as if they couldn't even hold a glass of wine. Since just now, my eyes have been shaking, but not a single tear has fallen. At this time, he was fragile like a helpless child.

After a long time, a burst of white air surged on his face, and the twinkling water in his eyes disappeared without a trace. "Father, mother, and the child are unfilial, which makes the two elders suffer. This time I came to see you, and I didn't bring any sacrifices, not because I didn't want to bring them, but because I felt that there was nothing more suitable as a sacrifice than the life of an enemy. Please be patient a little longer, I promise, I will avenge you soon. ”

When Han Feng spoke, although his tone was very calm, his body was uncontrollably white and white gas. The surging white gas seems to be tangible and substantial, but the destructive power cannot be underestimated. All objects that come into contact with white gas are frozen into slag by its terrifying low temperature, even the sturdy bluestone. However, the power that erupted from Han Feng's body was perfectly controlled, and it did not have any impact on his parents' tombs.

Following the route that he had already inquired about, Han Feng easily found the location of the He family. Don't get me wrong, he didn't plan to blatantly kill it, regardless of the fact that all three-seven-twenty-one were destroyed. To be precise, he probably wanted to do this, but he didn't have the strength.

Not to mention anything else, even the old patriarch of the He family, whose strength was in the seventh order, he might not be able to beat it. If you want to rely on your own strength to shake the entire He family head-on? is tantamount to a pipe dream. Before he reached the seventh order, it was with this calculation. However, when he really stepped into the seventh order, he realized how terrifying the power of the seventh order was. Even if they are both seventh-order, the difference in strength is very large. He had only just stepped into the Seventh Order, and the old man of the He family had already been a Seventh Order Demon Master many years ago. Against such an old magus, he really didn't have much chance of winning.

The gap in strength is in front of him, if Han Feng wants to take revenge, then he must find a way to solve the old guy of the He family. Suddenly, Han Feng, who was leaning on the street opposite the He family to find a way, had his eyes wide open, staring at the direction of the He family's gate, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

"He Shaolong!" he lowered his throat and squeezed the words out from the depths of his throat. That's right, the person who came out of the courtyard of the He family at this time was He Shaolong, who directed the tragedy. Although a few years have passed, He Shaolong's appearance has changed a lot, but he can still see the past appearance from the outline. What made Han Feng even more confirmed was that at this time, He Shaolong's shoulders were carrying the roar of ice that he was extremely familiar with.

Perhaps it was the powerful power of the Ice Roar that gave him a strength far beyond that of his peers, so He Shaolong's face was full of spirit. Surrounded by a group of magicians of the same age, he was talking about something in high spirits.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Feng pretended to be casual and walked over to He Shaolong and his group. The murderer who killed his parents was right in front of him, and Han Feng almost couldn't control the killing intent in his heart, and he couldn't wait to kill this enemy immediately. However, the only reason kept reminding him that the heart was not the best time to do it.

The closer the two sides got closer, the more entangled Han Feng's heart became, he didn't know if he should choose to do it at this time. Just as he hesitated, the two sides were already very close, and their conversation was faintly reaching Han Feng's ears.

"Brother He, it's going to be Mrs. He's birthday soon, have you prepared a gift?" "Do you still need to ask? Isn't the old man's favorite gift every year the gift of Brother Shaolong?" "If you want me to say, no matter what the eldest brother gives, the old man is the favorite." ”······

"Big Birthday?" Han Feng didn't listen, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart, maybe he could use this opportunity to complete his revenge. However, how to do it will take him time to perfect. Now that he had made up his mind, Han Feng also dispelled the idea of doing it immediately. Suppressing the murderous intent in his heart, he began to think about how he wanted to use this opportunity.

Han Feng, who was thinking about his thoughts, naturally did not focus his attention on the road. So, when the two sides passed by, he accidentally rubbed one of them.

A pampered young master, at most, was only a fourth- or fifth-order strength, and collided with Han Feng, a seventh-order demon master who fought between life and death. Coupled with Han Feng's unconsciously operating magic power in his body when the collision occurred, it directly made the other party suffer a loss.

"Oh, bastard, you can't walk!" and He Shaolong were almost all young masters and young ladies from small families, or the children of some wealthy merchants. These people are usually overbearing characters, how can they be willing to suffer. "You pariah, when you see us coming, you dare not give way? Do you want to die? Believe it or not, young master, I will kill you?" The others, including He Shaolong, all put on a good show. The passers-by around him piled up and pointed here, but they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

I'm afraid, this is the reason why He Shaolong dared to kill his parents with impunity. In the eyes of these young masters and young ladies, civilians can't be counted as human beings at all. With murderous intent in his heart, Han Feng looked at the outrageous guy with cold eyes. A mere fourth-order junior magician, if you want to kill him, you don't need to use the second move. Among the group, He Shaolong, who had the highest strength, was only the sixth order, and the others were probably around the fourth and fifth orders.

Han Feng scanned the group with a cold gaze, ignoring their threat. Joke, a seventh-order mage would care about a group of mages who are no more than a sixth-order threat?

However, Han Feng's actions angered the guy who kept shouting. In his mind, the untouchable who had offended him should kneel down and beg for forgiveness, and then he would teach him a good lesson, and finally be generous enough to spare him. Not only can you play a majestic role in front of your peers, but you can also show your generosity. He is already familiar with this kind of thing.

Who knows, the guy on the other side didn't cooperate at all, not only did he not immediately kneel down and beg for mercy when he heard his words, but he also stood in place like a log, not even saying a word. Isn't this deliberately going against him and losing face in front of his companions?

"Looking for death!" Annoyed and angry, this arrogant young master actually made a direct move, and a sharp wind blade cut towards Han Feng. Moreover, this wind blade has no intention of avoiding the vital point at all, so it cuts through it in a round-the-head manner.

With Han Feng's strength, he was naturally not afraid of being injured by this low-level magic. For the sake of revenge, he didn't want to cause trouble. However, in a situation like the present, if he still doesn't say anything and blindly forbears, it will be even more suspicious. All kinds of thoughts kept coming up in his mind, considering the gains and losses of various methods, Han Feng's movements in his hands were not slow.

"Hmph!" with a cold snort, high-intensity magic power erupted from Han Feng's body, and the hazy white mist formed a thin protective layer around him. The wind blade cut into the protective layer, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a trace of waves.

He Shaolong and his gang suddenly changed their faces, and they couldn't guess that this person who wrapped his whole person in his robe and couldn't see his face at all was actually a magician, and his level was not low. The wind blade just now, everyone present was sure to deal with it, but it was impossible to understate it like Han Feng.

What's more, Han Feng didn't use magic to block the wind blade just now, but released the magic power to build a protective layer, and directly devoured the wind blade with a high concentration of magic power. The release of mana and the materialization of mana are all unique skills of magicians of the Magus level and above. Doing both requires a tremendous amount of magic and control. For a mage who has not yet reached the seventh order, the magic power in his body is not enough to support the huge amount of magic power required to release the magic power from time to time, let alone control such a powerful magic power. After all, he is a magician from a family, although his strength is not necessarily very strong, but he still has eyesight. He Shaolong and his party knew very well that in front of them were a fake magic master.

Finding someone to play prestige at random, they actually bumped into the muzzle of the Magister's gun, and they only felt a pang of bitterness in their hearts. The guy who did it just now was even more frightened at this time. These people are all from small families, and the strongest in the family is only a seventh-order magister, and the almost family doesn't even have a magister. Now that they accidentally provoke a magister, they can't imagine what will happen to them.

"Bang!"

Han Feng raised his foot and kicked the guy who had done it before out with a kick, and the force was not light. Even if this guy is unlucky, ordinary Han Feng would not be angry because of such a trivial matter. However, seeing the enemy but not being able to do it, it has already made him hold back the fire in his belly. And this guy is not only familiar with his big enemy He Shaolong, but also just gave him an excuse to do it. So, under all kinds of coincidences, this unlucky child became Han Feng's scapegoat to vent his anger.

Han Feng kicked angrily and directly kicked the pampered young master to the ground. His face was red and white, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries. Han Feng's sudden outburst made He Shaolong and his party shudder.

"Before... Senior, I am He Shaolong of the He family. We don't mean to offend you, and I'm so sorry! For your grandfather's sake, don't bother with us. In the end, it was He Shaolong who made amends to Han Feng on their behalf. "As long as you can forgive us, whatever you ask, just ask for it, and we will do it. "I have to say that although He Shaolong's character is indeed problematic, he is also a character.

"No need, get out!" Han Feng didn't want to make things too stiff, in case he provoked that old guy from the He family, it would not be good for his revenge plan. "Little guy, this world speaks with strength. With your little strength, it's better not to be too arrogant. Because he was afraid that He Shaolong would recognize his voice, Han Feng also deliberately hoarsely voiced and disguised himself as a middle-aged man's voice. Although He Shaolong probably doesn't remember his voice anymore, it's always right to be careful.

"Yes, what the seniors said is that the juniors have been taught!" "The juniors have been taught!"······

Seeing that the Magister had no intention of pursuing the matter to the end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including the guy who was injured. Under the leadership of He Shaolong, they saluted Han Feng respectfully. The cause of this matter lies in them, and if the other party really investigates it, then they must ask the master of the house to negotiate with the other party. Although there may not be any serious consequences, you can't run away from being disciplined by your family and suffering a little.

"Hmph!" Han Feng pretended to be very angry, flicked his robe, and left without looking back. No, it can't be said to be pretending, Han Feng is indeed angry, but the reason for his anger is not because of the offense of the other party, but because of hatred. It's just that the timing is really wrong, so he can only hold his breath and leave.

"Okay, everyone should pay attention in the future. Next time, it won't have to be so lucky. After Han Feng walked away, He Shaolong reminded his companion. "Old Five, it doesn't matter if you're injured. ”

"It's okay!" the injured guy, the fifth child in He Shaolong's mouth, shook his head. "It just looks serious, but it's actually not a big deal. The other party is very measured, and it seems that he has left his hand. ”

"Boss, let's leave this matter at that?" said a fellow with triangular eyes indignantly. "The other party injured the fifth brother, so let's not show it?"

"How do you want to express it? You think the other party is an ordinary pariah, you can do whatever you want. He Shaolong glared at the triangular eyes fiercely. "Strength is respected, we are magicians, the other party is a magician, how do you want to express it? What ability do we have to show it to others? Do you want to make the family stand out? The fifth child is not inferior to the first, and the other party has already shown mercy. If we continue to pester, even if the other party kills us, there will be nothing to say in the family. Or do you think the family is going to befriend a magus because of us?"

"Uh..." The triangular eye was reprimanded by He Shaolong, and he was so stammered that he had nothing to say at all. "I'm sorry, Boss! I didn't think of that. So, what are we going to do now?"

"What else can I do, cold salad. He Shaolong glanced at the people present with a look in his eyes. "You've all listened to me, and that's the end of it. If anyone does anything again, they will do it at their own risk!"

"Brother He, we all listen to you. "Yes, we listen to you. ”······