Chapter 001: Reborn with Hatred

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The morning sun shines obliquely, the glow is like a rouge, and the whole Taihe City is shrouded in the red morning glow.

In front of the Jinluan Palace, the middle-aged man held a blood-dripping long sword in his hand, his eyebrows tightened, and he glared angrily at the enemies around him, and the monstrous anger burst out from his body, sweeping in all directions, wanting to submerge the entire world.

"Liu Feng, hand over the jade seal of the country, but you can leave a whole corpse!" An old monk holding a stainless steel Zen staff stretched out his hand and shouted at Liu Feng.

"Hahahaha......" Liu Feng raised his head and laughed wildly, how could these hypocrites be equipped with the jade seal of the country?

However, Liu Feng was also puzzled, how could martial arts people and foreigners be so fascinated by the jade seal that symbolized the orthodoxy of the emperor of Middle-earth?

It is better to cut off the heads of the enemy more to comfort the souls of his wife, children and people in heaven, so that he can have the face to reunite with the family in heaven.

"Little junior sister, Yi'er, wait for me, I'll be with you right away. Liu Feng seemed to see his wife and children, saw their smiling faces, and heard their laughter...... But all of this suddenly disappeared again, and became a city full of enemies.

Suddenly, Liu Feng's face sank, and his bloody eyes burst out: "Kill!"

The long sword in his hand shook, and the sword qi skyrocketed, pouring towards the enemy.

Woohoo......

The sword light was like the scythe of death, and everywhere it went, blood mist sprayed and life withered. One by one, the heads were tossed up and rolled out into pools of blood. In an instant, there were dozens more dead bodies on the ground.

Liu Feng's anger wants to burn this enemy all over the city to ashes, even if he pours out the water from all over the world, it will be difficult to extinguish.

After all kinds of difficulties, stabilized the martial arts, and pacified the country, but the good days had just begun, but they were attacked by the remnants of the rivers and lakes and the scum of the court and the enemies of foreign countries......

And all this, blame yourself. Because of his soft-heartedness, he did not completely destroy the enemy and laid the root of the curse, because he was gullible in trusting others, which led to endless internal troubles, and because he was weak, he could not even protect his family when disaster came.

After a night of fighting, his wife and children died tragically at the feet of the enemy, and the city was stained with blood. And Liu Feng himself was also seriously injured, and his life was rapidly depleting with the flow of blood, and his life was not long.

The skills of those besieging people are not weaker than Liu Feng, but everyone knows in their hearts that Liu Feng's last blow that burns out his life will kill everyone together, and no one is a fool to make wedding dresses for others.

"Let's go together! Destroy him first! As for the jade seal of the country, it can be negotiated and killed!"

I don't know who shouted, and then everyone started together, to quickly kill Liu Feng, and not let him have a chance to recover, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble.

Rumble!

Several powerhouses exerted their strength at the same time, and their internal strength was superimposed, blasting towards Liu Feng's location. In an instant, all the weak people within a radius of five zhang were beaten into meat sauce, their stumps were splashed, and blood mist filled the sky. And Liu Feng was also shocked to the point that his blood flowed backwards, his internal organs were cracked, and he coughed up blood.

"Liu Feng!" a man in his fifties in a kimono spoke, speaking in a language that was not very fluent in Middle-earth: "As long as you hand over the jade seal of the country, I can ask His Majesty the Emperor to crown you the king of Middle-earth." ”

"Wokou!" Liu Feng shouted bitterly: "Er is a remote and projectile land, how can you be worthy of holding my treasure of Middle-earth?" As he spoke, Liu Feng looked at the others: "You are a scum, you will not die well! If there is an afterlife, I will definitely kill you!"

Call!

Liu Feng used all his internal strength, stood up suddenly, waved his hand, took out the jade seal of the country, raised his head and roared: "If this mountain and river are not there, what is the use of leaving my stump!

After finishing speaking, he exerted force in his hand, and the jade seal of the country was shattered into powder and fell with the wind. And Liu Feng also used his last breath, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a bang, not blinking.

And at this moment, Liu Feng felt that he had not lost his senses, as if he was floating in the clouds, and as if he was floating in the abyss. The sky-high anger and endless remorse supported his divine sense, and he refused to disperse for a long time.

Countless thoughts came one after another, like thousands of streams returning to the sea, constantly reconverging. The various scenes seem to be real and illusory, and they are unrecognizable.

Liu Feng really wanted to reach out to catch it, but it always seemed that he was a little bit close. He wanted to open his mouth to shout, but even if he broke his throat, he just couldn't shout.

And just when Liu Feng was anxious, a kind and familiar voice sounded clearly in his ears.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up, wake up......"

Hearing this voice, Liu Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him, there was a little childish face, with clear eyes with a hint of anxiety, squatting in front of Liu Feng's bed, shaking his arms gently.

"Little junior sister?"

Liu Feng jumped up as if he had been pierced by a needle, his eyes revealed the incredulity of seeing a ghost, and he looked at the girl in front of him in confusion.

This childish face, although it has been a long time, is still so kind.

"Little junior sister!" Liu Feng whispered with tears in his eyes, and hugged the little junior sister into his arms: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Senior brother, you ...... What's wrong with you?" the little junior sister was confused by Liu Feng's sudden hug. What's the matter, senior brother, can't it be that this illness burned out his brain.

Liu Feng found that he was out of shape, and hurriedly let go of the little junior sister, wiped away the tears with his cuffs, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine." Little junior sister, I will not let anyone bully you again, and I will not let you leave me again. ”

The little junior sister is even more anxious now, it must be that the senior brother has a brain problem, and she must quickly tell her father and let him take a look. So, he got up and said goodbye and walked out quickly.

Liu Feng looked around, and he was also extremely familiar. Every detail tells him that this is the living real world. However, Liu Feng still felt that he was dreaming.

Sitting alone in the room, Liu Feng sorted out his thoughts, remembering the tragic battle and the tragic death of his wife and children...... Liu Feng was full of guilt, and said to himself in his heart: "I have too many regrets left in my previous life, I will definitely use this life to make up for it!"

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and immediately, two women and a man came in, one of whom was the little junior sister Wen Huang who left in a hurry. The middle-aged woman is Wenhuang's mother, Dong Feiyan, known as the tender fairy in the rivers and lakes.

The middle-aged man is Wen Huang's father, Wen Guangzhai, and is the contemporary head of the Wumeng faction. A set of Wumeng swordsmanship has been powerful in martial arts for more than ten years, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Yelang Sword God.

"Master, Master. Liu Feng got up and saluted Wen Guangzhai and his wife, his eyes full of guilt and remorse.

Wen Guangzhai read countless people, and immediately saw the meaning in Liu Feng's eyes, and said slowly: "Feng'er, what's wrong with you? ”

"Yes. Liu Feng replied and put his hand on the wooden table.

Wen Guangzhai stretched out two fingers and gently rested them on Liu Feng's pulse. After a moment, he said with a smile: "It's okay, it should be that I was too tired from practicing some time ago, just take a rest." ”

As he spoke, Wen Guangzhai took the tea handed by Wen Huang, took a sip and slowly put it down, looked at Liu Feng and said, "I have something to do with your sister and I have something to go out, and I am estimated to come back in a month." During this time, you have to preside over the affairs of the faction, supervise the practice of the juniors and sisters, and don't be lazy. ”

"Yes, Master. Liu Feng nodded.

Wen Guangzhai got up and said to Wen Huang: "Huang'er, you stay and talk to Senior Brother, your mother and I have to go out quickly." With that, he motioned Dong Feiyan to go out together.

"Guang Zhai, what are you doing with Huang'er?"

Wen Guangzhai smiled slightly: "Don't you see that Feng'er has something to say to Huang'er? Let's go, these two children are not young anymore, it's good to let them get along more." ”

"It's not serious!" Dong Feiyan said a word, and then rode with Wen Guangzhai.

On the other side, in the house, Wen Huang was like a gentle and virtuous wife, carefully tidying up the room, with a smile on her face. When Liu Feng saw Wen Huang like this, he was warm.

However, Liu Feng knew that the most important thing at this time was not to enjoy happiness, but to figure out the current time and deal with it according to his memory, so he asked: "Little junior sister, what year, month and time is today?"

"Huh?" Wen Huang was stunned, and couldn't help but come over and reach out and touch Liu Feng's forehead: "Senior brother, you won't be really sick and stupid, right?" Today is the ninth day of the second month of the tenth year of Ruiping......"

"Not good!" Liu Feng bounced up in exclamation: "Let's go, go to the martial arts arena, I hope it's still too late!"

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