"Don't you want to know how to kill someone, I can tell you. ”

The person in front of him was wearing a black robe, and he also had a hat on his head, and from under the hat, the man's face full of scars could be faintly seen.

"Can you tell me?" Xue Tong looked at the man wearing the hat and took a cautious step forward.

"Of course. The man smiled.

"Teach me, teach me, I really want to kill now, really, please. Xue Tong was getting faster and faster, almost running in front of the man.

"Do you want to kill someone, I can tell you. As he spoke, the man took out a sword from the spirit bag in his arms and handed it to Xue Tong.

"Sword...."Xue Tong held the sword that the man handed him, grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

"Ordinary people, as long as they are cut by this sword, they will die, and you can kill a person as long as you hurt someone with this sword I gave you. The man lifted his palm and pulled the hat downward.

"However, ordinary people are a minority after all, and you have to face so many immortal cultivators, so if you want to kill people, you have to become stronger. ”

"How can I become stronger?" Xue Tong hurriedly asked with a light in his eyes.

"If you want to become stronger, come to the Spirit Capital of Sword Township and join a force called Drunken Sword Pavilion, and he will make you stronger. The man looked at Xue Tong's excited expression and said to Xue Tong.

"Drunken Sword Pavilion... Join, I join, I want to be strong, I want to join!" Xue Tong stared at the man with his eyes, and his palm was also dragging the man's clothes, as if he was afraid that the man would walk away.

"It's okay to join, but before that, there has to be a condition. The man brushed Xue Tong's palm down, and his figure took a step backwards.

"What conditions?" Xue Tong looked at the man with a puzzled face.

"Use this sword to kill your brother. ”

Xue Tong was stunned for an instant, and the sword he was holding in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Killed.... Brother...."Xue Tong's face was full of shock, and he couldn't bear to believe the news that the man told him.

If you want to join this Drunken Sword Pavilion, you have to kill your brother?

"No, if you want to kill my brother, then I won't join. Xue Tong waved his hand, and his steps also stepped back.

"Don't worry, after you kill your brother, go to the Drunken Sword Pavilion, they will teach you a secret method that can resurrect your brother again, at that time, your brother will do whatever you say. The man picked up Xue Tong's sword that had fallen to the ground again, and inserted the blade back into its scabbard, pointing the hilt at Xue Tong.

"No, no, I can't do it, my brother is the best for me, how can I kill my brother?" Xue Tong waved his hands and stepped back step by step.

"You, have you forgotten how you spent your childhood?" the man's tone suddenly became serious.

Hearing this, Xue Tong's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Scenes from his childhood soon came to his mind, and his childhood was only dark and not beautiful.

When he was a child, he couldn't do anything well, he was ridiculed all the time, he was ridiculed all the time, and even if he messed up something, not only did he have to suffer from the cold words of those people, but some children even punched and kicked him, and that kind of thing lasted until he and Xue Wanshi came to Pingdu, but there were inevitably some ridicules here.

What exactly did he do wrong, he didn't understand?

Isn't he just stupid, but why do others treat him like this?

He once thought that as long as he was good to others, others should be good to him, but judging from his actions again and again, this idea was simply too naïve.

"Did they give you a good look?" said the man again.

"No ....." Xue Tong slowly lowered his head, his teeth biting his lip fiercely.

"That's right, what do you think about them doing this to you?"

"I hate them, I hate them to the core, that's why I didn't want my brother to save that person when I left before. Xue Tong's eyes were very different from before, and there was even a slight coldness in Xue Tong's eyes at this moment.

The man slowly approached Xue Tong and said softly: "Hate is right, the power of hatred is unlimited. ”

The man slowly got up and pointed the hilt of the sword in his hand at Xue Tong again.

"Human nature is ugly, and even if it is well disguised on the surface, it will still be exposed in some places or to someone. ”

"They will chase after those powerful people like puppies, and they will also put on a posture to bully those who are not capable. ”

"These people, need a sanction. ”

"I want you to be that sanction. ”

"As long as you use this sword to kill your brother, the Drunken Sword Pavilion will accept you to join, you can have the ability of this sanction, and you can kill everyone you want to kill. ”

"Come on, if you want, then pull out this sword and kill your brother, and after that, I will take you to the Drunken Sword Pavilion to get your share of the power. The man stretched his sword forward, and his face, which was hidden by the shadow of the hat, showed a wide eye.

"Hate .... Humanity...."Xue Tong lowered his head and raised his hands, his pupils trembling.

He was wondering what he should choose.

He wanted to pull out the sword, but he would have to lose his brother for it, but if he didn't pull out the sword, then he might spend his life in abuse and ridicule....

In the end, what to do ...

Wait, he seems to have said just now, going to the Drunken Sword Pavilion is to be able to learn a secret technique, that secret technique can resurrect his brother, and his brother will listen to his own words, and no longer save those who must have "medical virtue" to save....

In this way, you will not lose your brother, and you will still be able to gain that kind of power, the power to kill whoever you want.

I hate them, and I'm going to kill them.

By the way, the first person to kill after gaining power decided to be that Liang Xi.

"Poof. ”

Xue Tong raised his head and stretched out his hand at the hilt of the sword stretched out to the man, grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and slowly pulled it out.

"I promise you, I'm going to kill my brother, and then, you're going to take me to the Drunken Sword Pavilion, I'm going to join the Drunken Sword Pavilion, I'm going to gain power. Xue Tong just held the sword in his hand and said to the man.

"Hahahaha!" The man suddenly laughed, he handed the scabbard in his hand to Xue Tong, who drew the sword, and then turned around, "It will definitely be, it will definitely be, that kind of power, you will get it." ”

"When that's all it takes, I'll be waiting for you here. Xue Tong said, taking the sword and running back.

On the entire meadow, only the man was left.

"Hate it, complain about it, I've already planned your future life for you. ”