Chapter 90: Nobody Believes!

"I didn't kill the elders, no one believed it, no one believed it, all the clansmen, all the relatives, even my own brother, didn't believe me, with a steel split, they wanted to slash me!!"

The laughter of the prodigal son goose has a crazy emotion, he is angry, shocked, wronged, unwilling, resentful, and at the same time ...... Deep helplessness.

Feng Hanming heard this, but he smiled miserably, but immediately after, his expression was suddenly stunned, at this time, his brother, is it necessary to lie to himself?!

"Brother, at this time, are you still going to lie to me?!"

Feng Hanming's blood-stained mouth moved, and in that voice, a sign of gradual loss of vitality could be clearly felt.

"No, I didn't lie to you!"

The prodigal son Yan stared at Feng Hanming, his voice was firm and resolute, he didn't know why everyone firmly believed that he had killed the elder, but no matter what he faced, he didn't kill anyone, he just didn't kill.

Even if everyone doesn't believe in themselves, no matter how disappointed they are in the world, they will never admit what he hasn't done.

Even if his heart was broken to the point of exhaustion, he would not admit it.

"Why do you think that I am the murderer of the elders? Although I have left my post without permission and committed a mistake and deserve to be punished, I have never committed such a heinous crime as killing the elders. ”

"Maybe you don't know, Elder is like a master and a father to me. ”

"How could I harm his old man!"

The prodigal son goose said, in those eyes, he finally couldn't hold back, crystal tears, rolling down, falling on Feng Hanming's face, hot teardrops, making Feng Hanming's face instantly sluggish.

Who can know that the elder has too much help and too much care for the growth of the prodigal goose, how could such a person who is infinitely respected by himself kill the other party? ?

Feng Hanming was touched by hot tears, and at this moment, he also had an urge to believe in the prodigal son, but this impulse was only for a moment, and it was dispelled by his reason.

Although he can let go of all his grudges and hatred before this death, it does not mean that he will blindly believe in the prodigal son. Acknowledging that he is his eldest brother has nothing to do with forgiving him for the crimes he has committed.

Letting go is not the same as forgiveness, nor is it the same as covering up.

Even if Feng Hanming dies, the prodigal son goose must be punished by the Tianfeng Ancient Clan, a sinner who kills the elder and defects to the ancient clan will never be forgiven.

"Even now, you're still going to lie to me!"

Feng Hanming smiled bitterly, and there was infinite desolation in his smile, the brother he respected when he was a child, was unwilling to tell the truth at this time.

"Xiaoming, why do all of you insist that I killed the elder?!!

In the eyes of the prodigal son, under the sadness, there was a strong anger surging, he was unwilling, he obviously didn't do it, why did he have to bear all the blame.

"At that time, who else could know Blastwind Kendo!!"

Feng Hanming's eyes flowed with a desolate color, he stared at the prodigal goose, smiled helplessly, and continued: "Elder, he died under the sword intent of the wind. ”

The prodigal son's body stiffened suddenly, and there was a bang in his mind, as if a thunderclap sounded on the ground, which made him lose his mind for a short time, but then, in his mind, it was like seeing the light through the clouds, and everything seemed to have an answer.

No wonder, no wonder......

The prodigal son finally knew why all the clansmen insisted that they had killed the elder.

At that time, he was the only one who comprehended the way of the Heavenly Wind Ancient Clan, and only he had the strength to kill the elders.

The way of the wind, the supreme secret technique of the Heavenly Wind Ancient Clan, even for hundreds of years, no one may be able to comprehend the essence of the way of the wind, and at that time, the appearance of the prodigal son goose brought infinite hope to the Heavenly Wind Ancient Clan.

His indescribable talent and terrifying comprehension of the way of the wind made him the hottest monk of the Heavenly Wind Ancient Clan, and everyone had high hopes for him.

But creation made people, and an accident made him bear the infamy, so that the elder, who could be regarded as his mentor, died.

For the death of the elder, if you want to say the saddest, I am afraid that it is him, and he also deeply blames himself, blaming him for not protecting the elder and betraying the trust of the patriarch.

He was willing to be punished.

Dereliction of duty and poor protection were irrefutable charges, and even if it was death, he was willing to do so at the time. However, at the last moment, he was considered to have killed the elder, and the sudden crime made the prodigal son Yan like five thunderbolts.

"How is it possible?!How is it possible?!"

The prodigal son argued that he did not kill the elder, but to no avail, and all the clansmen looked at him coldly and decided that he was the murderer. Even the patriarchs, who had high hopes for him and looked forward to them in every possible way, were indifferent.

Dereliction of duty and poor protection, if it is only this kind of crime, with the talent and potential of the prodigal son, how can they bear to let him die.

But to kill an elder is an unforgivable sin.

The prodigal son was angry and resentful, he finally escaped death, but became an eternal sinner of the Tianfeng Ancient Clan, and over the years, the endless pursuit was like living in hell.

Faced with a world of despair, a world in which no one believed in him, the loneliness and powerlessness of the prodigal goose were speechless, struggling in the bloody rain, and he even thought of death.

Perhaps, if you die, you will be able to solve everything.

But in the end, he slapped himself a few times, why? Why did he escape from the clan, why did he survive all these years?

Find the real murderer!!

This is the only motivation for the prodigal goose to survive in his hellish life.

Feng Hanming's raised steel slashing flash, powerless to fall to the ground, the prodigal son goose stretched out his hand, gently stroked his eyes, palm swiped, Feng Hanming's pale and bloodless face, although there was no life, but with a relieved smile.

"Xiaoming, I will definitely find the murderer and kill him!"

The prodigal son goose looked at the wind and cold, word by word, every word, as if containing endless murderous aura, his eyes were as determined as a rock that would not be shaken for ten thousand years.

Regardless of whether Feng Hanming really believes it in the end, but if he can call his brother, the prodigal son is already satisfied.

Holding Feng Hanming and sitting in the ruins, the lonely back of the prodigal goose seemed to have endured endless disasters, and there was a kind of wordless sadness.

Murong Youyue, who was looking at all this, watched quietly, she was quite shocked in her heart, the most dazzling genius of the Tianfeng Ancient Clan, had died in front of her eyes.

If this news is released, it will definitely shake countless monks, and at the same time, the Heavenly Wind Ancient Clan will probably suffer a huge blow.

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