Zheng Flails smashed the empty bowl in his hand into pieces, and shouted at the people in the door curtain: "Come out!"

I saw that the curtain of the door was lifted, and out of it came a strong man who was less than one meter six tall but had a very strong body. The strong man's dark skin looked like it had been smoked, and it was not easy to be noticed in the dark night.

"This is the grudge between my Sima family and Zheng Jiliao, boy, don't be nosy!" The heavy voice came from the strong man's throat, which shook the brains of several ordinary people outside the door......

"My father was beaten by you, how can I, as a son, sit idly by? Today, no matter what, you have to pay something!" Zheng Yu said indifferently, and a pair of starry eyes glared fiercely at the strong man.

"Father, I see, that's fine, save trouble! Since you're here, then it's a debt to the father and the son!" As soon as the strong man's words fell, his fists rushed straight up.

Zheng flail stepped on the light air, jumped over, tapped the waist bone of the strong man with his toes, and then used his strength to take off a backflip to open a distance of four or five meters from him.

The strong man lost his balance, fell to the ground, and pulled a dagger from his waist with his backhand.

I saw the strong man swinging in the direction of Zheng Jiliao several times in a row, Zheng Jiliao used to be a famous figure in Ice Heart City, and his skills and combat experience were definitely not comparable to these few thugs who fell to the ground and had not been able to recover until now.

I saw Zheng Ji burning a few times and narrowly avoiding the sharp blade. Zheng Yu never thought that his opponent would attack his father, a person with little combat effectiveness, who was extremely despicable.

At that moment, anger surged into his heart, urging the vitality of his body, and the speed increased by a few notches, and Zheng Jia kicked on the wrist of the strong man's right hand holding the dagger.

As a terrible scream spread throughout the gambling house, the thick wrist was directly kicked off, and a palm and a dagger flew out a distance of one or two meters and slammed into the ground......

Of course, Zheng Feng didn't have any sharp weapons on his feet, and the reason why he was able to have so much strength to remove his opponent's wrist was because of the "Light and Heavy Qi Transformation Method" technique he had learned in his previous life.

The light and heavy qi transformation method is a ground-level high-grade exercise, and after cultivating the mastery, you can increase your strength by one thousand and one times on the basis of your original vitality, and conversely, you can also compress your vitality into one thousand and one thousand, greatly reducing the consumption of vitality.

It's just that in his previous life, Zheng Fang failed to practice this light and heavy qi transformation method to the fullest, and God arranged for him to be reborn, so it is good to practice it in this second life. With the current power of the eight hundred stages of the Xuan level of the First Heavy Mountain of Zheng Fang, a hundred times later, it can deal the damage of the cultivators of the Second Mountain.

After two or three faces, Zheng Feng could judge that the strong man in front of him had just passed the strength of the Erzhong Mountain realm if he died, so it was not surprising that he could kick his wrist off with one kick. Of course, this was just that he himself was not surprised.

In his previous life, Zheng Flathe spent most of his time fighting with demons and demons, and made great achievements for the empire, this name was enough to make them frightened, killing people and destroying enemies for him, it was nothing more than commonplace, although he was only sixteen years old, but the heart and the domineering spirit revealed in his bones were not matched by one or two people in Bingxin City and even the entire empire.

After thinking about it in my heart, the Zheng, Hong, and Sima families stood in Ice Heart City in order to resist the demon invasion outside the border, and the strength of the three families was comparable, so there was no such thing as ranking.

What's more, a few years later, the demon suddenly attacked, if now because he killed a small character who had just passed the second mountain, and caused a conflict between the Zheng family and the Sima family, once the family fight was initiated, no matter who lost or who won, it would damage his vitality for Ice Heart City, and at that time, the demon would take advantage of the void to enter, and Ice Heart City would not be able to avoid a bloody massacre.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zheng Fang really felt that there was no need to make a big deal because of a small role.

Slowly walked in front of the strong man, half-squatted down, picked up the dagger on the ground, Zheng Jia said: "You remember for me, I don't care who you provoke, but if you anger my Zheng family, even if you give you another hundred lives, you won't be enough to play! I think, the grievances between us, even if they are cleared, right?"

The strong man didn't say anything, staring at Zheng Flails with vicious eyes, and Zheng Flails didn't care about this kind of weak eyes, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into the palm of the strong man's left hand.

A terrible scream endured in the gambling house for a long time, and a dagger nailed the strong man's left hand firmly to the floor, Zheng Flail stood up, walked in front of his father, looked at the scars on his father's body, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and said: "Father, the child is too late, and you have suffered." ”

"It's good to come, I'm fine, go home, your mother is still waiting for us!" After speaking, Zheng Jiliao stood up, and before he took two steps, his legs weakened and fell down again. Fortunately, Zheng Fang reacted quickly enough, grabbed his father, carried his father's arm on his shoulder, and walked towards the door.

The citizens who came to join in the fun were all dumbfounded, and they simply couldn't believe their eyes.

You must know that this Golden Gate Hall has been established here for twenty years, and I don't know what the reason is, only Sima Han of the Erzhong Mountain realm is left here. Although Sima Han is not very famous, he is indeed very capable of fighting in the Golden Gate Hall, but now he has been easily removed by a young man, how can he not be shocked?

A few citizens who had a good relationship with Zheng Jiliao brought a stretcher and put it on. It took a long time to return to Zheng's house from the bazaar, and Zheng Flai, in order not to trouble the people, took them to his cousin Zheng Yuan's house.

Zheng Yuan's house is only 300 meters east of the market, and it can be reached in half a cup of tea. After bidding farewell to a few villagers, Zheng Feng first put his father in the shade of a big locust tree at the door and walked in alone.

Searching for memories of past lives, there is no difference between here and before. There were a few old hens and ducks in the front yard, and after walking through the main entrance, they heard several continuous, screeching sounds of metal piercing the air. He knew that it was the sound of his cousin practicing his sword.

Walking at the back door, Zheng Flail did not interrupt him, and sat down on the threshold, admiring the figure of the immature child in front of him.

Looking at it, Zheng Feng couldn't help but think of the grief of his previous life.

That year, Zheng Feng was fifteen years old, and his cousin Zheng Yuan was six years younger than him. God is like a joker child, and that afternoon, while the brothers were playing on the beach, the younger brother was stung by a jellyfish the size of a fist.

Fortunately, the toxicity of the jellyfish was not fatal, and the sequelae of cold legs fell after timely treatment. The cold legs didn't seem so serious, but Zheng Yuan painfully found that every rainy day or the season came to the late autumn, his legs would seem to be slowly sawed by sawed teeth......

This pain will last for half a day, just imagine, a teenager can endure such heart-piercing pain for several years, how much perseverance and perseverance does it take to survive?

My uncle went to the army a few years ago, leaving behind his wife and a pair of sisters and brothers, and his life was quite good, and his relationship with the neighborhood was also good. After a few years, he gave the empire a little credit, but the good times didn't last long, and he was mutilated by demons in a battle, and he didn't even bring back a whole corpse......

After the death of his uncle, his aunt was depressed all day long, and finally died of illness due to depression. At that time, one of the sisters and brothers was in the prime of cardamom, and the other was still in the young age of drooping. They have no support, and their parents have always helped them, so Zheng Fang has a very good relationship with this sister and brother.

Because of his uncle's contribution to the empire, when the two sisters and brothers lost their parents, their lives were not too depressed. Zheng Yuan has not seen his father since he can remember, and even his mother's face has gradually faded, in order to avenge his father, he chose to practice swordsmanship, eighteen kinds of weapons, and only dabbled in swords.

As the time of practicing swords became longer, Zheng Yuan had a feeling of fascination with swords, and once the family had enough spare money, he would buy his favorite swords, and collecting them was also one of the compulsory courses for him to practice swords.

Now that I think about it, Zheng Yuan should have been left with sequelae for several years, and it is precisely this sequelae that he left behind, and his improvement speed in sword practice is as slow as a turtle crawling.

It is precisely because of this that he practiced his sword more diligently, and used it to practice his sword except for the time spent eating, drinking, and sleeping in the rest of the day. It was precisely because of such great efforts that he was able to achieve extraordinary results when the demons attacked a few years later.

It was a bloody twilight, heresy struck, the three major families fell one after another, Zheng Yuan escaped from Ice Heart City in order to protect Zheng Flails safely, and blocked the city gate alone, blocking the path of the tide of heresy.

Zheng Fang's last memory is also stuck in the scene of fleeing the city in tears. I don't know how many demons my cousin has killed.

Whenever one or several demons stepped forward, Zheng Yuan swung his sword like lightning, cutting off the demons in three or two blows, until in the end, he actually killed more than 700 enemies, and the remaining demons did not dare to take another step forward......

Helplessly, he had sequelae in both legs, and he gritted his teeth and persevered until the last moment, but he was still consumed alive, and the corpses of more than 700 enemies were piled up into a mountain of corpses more than ten meters high, almost blocking the city gate......

Until the last sentence before his death, Zheng Yuan smiled slightly, pointed to the sky, and muttered: "Dad, have you seen it? The child has avenged you......! Reunited, the child can finally know what you look like Daddy...... ......"

After fleeing the city, Zheng Fang was almost grief-stricken. He hated, he hated why he had to meddle in his affairs and argue with Zheng Kong in the first place! If he hadn't argued with Zheng Kong, he wouldn't have been beaten and his strength would have fallen, if he could cultivate smoothly, with his twenty-one-year-old Sanju Mountain's strength, how could it be impossible to escape from Ice Heart City with Zheng Yuan?

He hated it! He hated why he didn't have the ability to protect his relatives and friends around him! He could only watch one fresh life after another lose its color and vitality in front of him! Every moment he thought of this, his tears would unconsciously overflow his eyes, slide down his cheeks, gather to his chin, and drip down......

What's the use of crying! What's the use of tears? At most, let him cry a few cages of shame and self-blame! But isn't that shame and self-blame a torture tool that he uses to spur himself on and make him stronger?

I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, Zheng Fang's eyes were already red as if he had put on makeup. sucked the somewhat clogged nose, then wiped away the tears and coughed a few times, but failed to attract Zheng Yuan's attention.

But this is also good, which made Zheng Yu begin to admire his obsession, and his attention shifted slightly, and his eyes were not so red.

Zheng Yu knocked on the door a little harder, which made him stop practicing his sword. Zheng Yuan turned his head and saw that it was his cousin who came, and the melancholy on his face suddenly turned to sunshine.

A few arrows came to his younger brother, and just when Zheng Jia was about to speak, his younger brother opened his mouth first: "Brother, why are your eye circles a little puffy?"

Zheng Fang rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, and said in his mouth: "It's nothing, it's just a brick in your eye." By the way, Xiao Yuan, do you have any vacant rooms here? Your uncle was a little injured, and now he is in the Hui clan, I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient. ”

"What? Uncle is hurt, what happened?"