He was afraid!

He's hesitating!

But he is still obsessed with being admired and respected, and he feels that this is the rivers and lakes in comparison.

This is the rivers and lakes he yearns for.

What robs the rich and helps the poor?

What hoe helps the weak?

It's just a tool to whitewash yourself.

Of those righteous heroes, a few of them got a good death.

Years passed, and she didn't find it, and he began to put his mind at ease, and a sense of guilt spread in his heart.

This sense of guilt comes and goes quickly.

Maybe he didn't want to think about it anymore, or maybe he couldn't face it.

In front of people, he is a hero with infinite scenery, but behind him is a cowardly scum who abandons his wife.

Until one day, when the guests were feasting.

"Master, Madame just took a few people to Mujiazhuang. A servant hurriedly whispered in his ear.

His face changed, and his heart suddenly became empty, as if something had been pulled from his heart.

He covered his chest, didn't even say hello, and left the banquet hall in a very gaffe.

This is the first time in his life that he has lost his temper!

Back in the inner hall, he kept pacing in the hall, suddenly looking outside, and suddenly bowing his head and muttering......

I wanted to catch up with 'Madame', and I was just about to take a step, but my feet were like lead, and I couldn't lift them.

Perhaps, he hoped in his heart that this would be the case, so that he would not have to be tortured all the time.

Everything will be free!

In this way, he spent several days in the inner hall, unkempt and sloppy.

It was also the only time in his life.

He was groggy, his eyes were swollen, and his face was pale, and it was hard to imagine that this was Lin Daxia who had infinite scenery in front of him.

At this moment, the door of the inner hall was pushed open, and a ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap, and his eyes were pierced with pain.

"That woman and that, I'll solve it for you. ”

Just as he closed his eyes, a graceful woman's voice sounded, and he knew it was his wife's voice.

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a door was slammed, and his wife left.

He put down his hands covering his eyes, and spread them to the ground weakly, his eyes blank, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry......" he muttered incessantly, perhaps relieving the guilt in his heart, the guilt in his heart.

He was deceiving himself, but he was so at ease.

The next moment!

He stood up, pushed the door open suddenly, and made a loud noise, and no one in the Lin Mansion knew why, so he saw the old man leave quickly like a gust of wind.

A few days later, he finally arrived at Mujiazhuang, and the nostalgia in his eyes grew stronger.

There is a warmth that he can never feel in the Lin Mansion.

However, at the moment this place is in ruins, and all traces of him here seem to be smoothed and burned.

He watched all this in a daze, and was silent for a long time.

Dreariness!

There is an indescribable desolation!

Searching everywhere, there is no life.

He left quietly, as if he had come quietly.

He left behind a seed and bore fruit, a fruit full of hatred.

Little did he know, however, that it would not be until one day in the future that he suddenly realized that the fruit had ripened.

He returned to the Lin Mansion, and after a period of silence, he once again faced the Jianghu Martial Arts with an extraordinary temperament.

He is still the righteous Lin hero.

It hasn't changed!

The things that had been bothering and tormenting him no longer existed.

He seems to have forgotten too.

In this way, decades passed, and his reputation grew, and he was content to bear these admiration.

Gradually, he was not satisfied.

Hoping for more, his gaze turned to the Martial Arts Alliance Master.

He wants to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and his ambitions are constantly growing.

It wasn't until his division was destroyed that he knew his chance had come.

He widely distributed hero stickers and gathered heroes from all over the world together.

He is incomparably powerful, and he has the extraordinary bearing of a martial arts master.

In front of the world's martial arts, an invisible momentum grew in him, and the bottleneck that had existed for many years began to loosen.

The Yuan Shen Realm is beckoning to him.

He couldn't be overjoyed!

He is Lin Zhengyang!

A great hero admired by 10,000 people, a great hero.

......

......

......

Lin Zhengyang released the dusty memory, his face was full of remorse, and he looked at the crazy and bloodthirsty Mu Jue in a daze.

This is his child, the crystallization of love with her.

Now, what's going on?

Enemy?

This hostile word suddenly appeared between the two fathers and sons, and it made him feel a pain in his heart.

is used to pretending, and even he can't tell whether it is true or false.

"Fei'er, I'm sorry, I didn't know I didn't know. ”

Lin Zhengyang looked at the one-armed Mu Jue, and there were some tears in his eyes.

"Fei'er must have suffered a lot outside over the years. Lin Zhengyang thought so, and his heart was extremely painful.

At this moment!

This is the case!

What kind of image should he present?

Father!

You don't need to think about it, it's a natural image.

Everything is so natural and not contrived at all.

"Hahaha......"

Mu Jue laughed sarcastically as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

is not only to mock Lin Zhengyang, but also to vent the depression in his heart.

A cold light flashed in Mu Jue's eyes, and he recalled: "Yes, you really don't know, you will never know how ruthless you are."

In order to make my mother die, in order to make my mother completely desperate.

That slut has been waiting in Mujiazhuang, and my mother has been waiting, waiting for you, the extremely hypocritical and disgusting Lin Daxia.

However, days passed. You didn't come, you were afraid, you were afraid of losing everything, losing that admirable name.

You're not coming, my mother knew it well, and she closed her eyes in despair.

My mother secretly dropped me, and in the end, she committed suicide, in a heartbreak. ”

As he spoke, his nose was pantothenic, and tears kept flowing down from the corners of his eyes, but Mu Jue ignored it, still staring at Lin Zhengyang coldly.

Mu Jue, crying!

Such an indifferent person, crying!

shows indifference, just to hide his loneliness after losing his mother.

It's not that you don't cry, you haven't reached the sad place.

"Why! Why ......" Lin Zhengyang's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe everything Mu Jue said.

His wife would hide it from him and never mention it to him.

"Why never told me how she could lie to me. Lin Zhengyang grabbed his hair with both hands, looking like crazy.

He can't take care of his image anymore, his image is collapsing, collapsing in front of the entire Qingzhou martial arts people.

The nickname of 'Yi Bo Yuntian' Lin Daxia will cease to exist after today.

Perhaps, it is more appropriate to change to "negative feelings".

Mu never showed any sympathy, and sneered: "This is the price you deserve." One day, your Lin family will be like my Mu Jiazhuang, and will be rejected. ”