"According to what you say, my uncle Zhuo Ran is also in your mentality. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but he didn't, after all, there is only one owner, someone is in charge, you need someone to help assist, uncle he is still willing to be my father's helper, but he never complained. Zhuo Yifan said.

"Don't mention that useless old thing to me! It is precisely because of his inaction that I have been excluded from the selection of the master of the young village since I was a child, and I hate him to death!"

Zhuo Yifan couldn't believe his ears, if Zhuo Yi had no feelings for the Zhuo family, and no feelings for his grandfather Mu Liangsheng, he thought it was possible, but he had no feelings for Zhuo Ran, and he didn't believe it when he killed him. You must know that Zhuo Ran has been working hard for Zhuo Yi, although he is more strict with him, he is full of love, except for his aunt Shen Qian, no one cares more about Zhuo Yi than him.

"Don't you feel ashamed of your conscience when you say this? Uncle Zhuoran has always cared for you, and has always treated you as his own son. ”

"Okay, don't mention him to me, I hate him, I hate being his son, I called him his father for more than 20 years, and I paid it off! Now my father is Xiang Zhenfeng, the leader of the Righteous Qi Alliance! He is the father I admire!"

Zhuo Yifan's face turned blue after hearing this, Zhuo Yi said this, undoubtedly no different from a beast!

On the other hand, Xiang Zhenfeng's face was full of smiles, Zhuo Yi's affirmation and praise for him were the most missing in his heart, and now he was fed back to him in this form, it was strange that he was unhappy.

"Do you really want to be clear with Zhuo Jian Villa?" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Of course it won't be so clear!" said Zhuo Yi.

"Really, I'll just say, you have lived in Zhuo Jian Villa for so long, and you still have feelings for the Zhuo family. Zhuo Yifan said happily.

"What the hell? I mean I don't give up with Zhuo Jian Villa, because it's mine, and I'm going to possess it like I do now! Whoever is rare to be your Zhuo family is an incompetent rat, I'm in the company of you, isn't it self-surrendering, it's too cheap!" Zhuo Yi said with disdain on his face.

"You...... Originally, I was merciful to you for killing your grandfather Mu Liangsheng, and I didn't want to let you go because of your momentary mistake, but now you actually say this about the Zhuo family, which means that you have long regarded the Zhuo family as an outsider in your eyes, what else can I be polite to you!" Zhuo Yifan said angrily.

"Tsk...... Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan, say that you are stupid, or have few brains, you have been deceived so many times, you are still willing to believe others, is your heart so clear and clear? I think it was you Lao Tzu who taught you badly, what sage books do you read blindly, the most basic right and wrong, good and evil, true and false, I can't tell the difference, it's really sad!"

Zhuo Yifan chuckled in his heart after hearing this, although his face was angry, but he had nowhere to vent, because what Zhuo Yi said seemed to be really like that. How many times have I been deceived by the same person, just like Duan Yifeng, every time I don't have a brain, I still believe it like I am stunned.

There are also Xiang Zhenfeng, and Zhuo Yi, who also deceived himself over and over again, and he still had luck with them, as if he enjoyed the bloody feeling after being deceived.

And this situation may really have something to do with the so-called sage books taught to him by his father Zhuo Song. Since childhood, he has been instilled with the idea of generosity and benevolence, and this concept has become an insurmountable norm in his heart and a part of his body.

However, the rivers and lakes are full of deception, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the trap. It is strange to act with that kind of generosity and benevolence, and not to endure hardships.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was silent, Zhuo Yi knew that he had been persuaded by himself, so he said with a smile on his face: "What I said is right." Let me tell you this, you are not suitable for wandering the rivers and lakes, to put it more bluntly, you are not suitable for living in this world! You suffer some hardships and losses, even if you are deceived and die, it doesn't matter much, but at the same time you are deceived, you are doing evil, you have caused innocent people to die in vain, think of Qi Ruoxuan's father and daughter, think of Wu An, think of Yue Linglong, and even your father and uncle. Alas, what strength do you have to live?"

After hearing this, Zhuo Yifan, who was holding the blood-drinking sword in his hand, fell backwards and fell to the ground, his face full of pain and twisted pain. These pangs of remorse tormented him more painfully than anything else, making him full of disgust and contempt for himself.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his face twisted, his expression was hysterical, and he kept clutching his hair, which was soon scattered and turned into a maniac with a cloak.

This is the energy of remorse, remorse!

The deadliest emotion in the world is remorse, which is more deadly than simple hatred, when it is occupied by remorse, the basis of one's own existence as a human being no longer exists, and life is better than death and cannot escape the final liberation.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan in such a crazy state, Xiang Zhenfeng wanted to stop Zhuo Yi before, because he felt that his son was too off-topic, and now it was a decisive battle between the two factions, and it was useless to talk about it. But seeing the situation in front of him, he realized that his son Zhuo Yi was using the heart punishment technique, from the perspective of attacking the heart, to disintegrate a person from the inside, so that his life is worse than death, what more clever trick is there than this?

Xiang Zhenfeng was very happy, not only because he saw Zhuo Yifan's painful and remorseful appearance at the moment, but also because his son Zhuo Yi's scheming and city government did not disappoint him.

Zhuo Yifan was still shaking his head on the ground, his hands kept grabbing his hair, and even slammed his head on the ground until he was drenched in blood, his mouth was full of whimpering, and tears flowed down his face.

As an ally, Yue Hanshan, when he saw Zhuo Yifan in front of him, he was really taken aback, in his eyes, this pampered son-in-law brother who was pampered because of his appearance and family background, after encountering an accident, turned out to be so scarred in his heart, he was simply humble to himself.

"The demons of the heart, the demons of the heart, this is also the demons of the heart. Yue Hanshan muttered to himself, and his expression at this time also began to become hysterical.

"Those who die because of you are the people who care most about you and love you the most, and no one in this world cares about you more than them, and you directly or indirectly cause them to die. What kind of earthly world is this, what kind of person is this, and what kind of energy is there to live?" Zhuo Yi looked at Zhuo Yifan, who was in pain, and continued.

Zhuo Yifan shook his head with his head, he held the blade of the blood-drinking sword with his hand, and the shiny sword body began to be stained with blood, sliding down bit by bit, but when it reached the tip of the sword, it disappeared and did not fall to the ground.

"Yes, what strength do I have to live, I can't live by myself!" he said as he stroked the blood sword, began to laugh, and then put the sword around his neck, looking away in pain.