Chapter 939: Shame and Shame
"Ahhhh
The young man Ye Feng ran wildly for a while, until he could no longer see the shadow of Namu Mansion in his sight, and then his speed slowed down slightly.
He glanced behind him angrily, a trace of hatred flickering in the depths of his eyes, his fists clenched subconsciously, his nails embedded in the flesh, dripping red blood.
"Brother Ye Feng, I think you forgot, it's not you who came to pick me up, but I carried the dragon and phoenix sedan chair to pick you up. A year ago, you said in person that you were willing to join my Mu family, did you forget it so quickly?"
Mu Xue's words were still echoing in his mind, like a sharp arrow, piercing his chest, penetrating his soul, nailing everything he had to that pillar of shame that glowed with white light, and to spread this shame all over the world, it would be passed on through the ages!
"Shame!
The hatred in the eyes of the young man Ye Feng was even stronger, and the cold light in his eyes was like two sharp arrows, wanting to penetrate the surrounding void, which was really terrifying.
In this world, a strong man wants to become someone else's son-in-law for whatever reason, which in itself is a very humiliating thing.
If the woman is carried by the dragon and phoenix sedan chair again, and the man is taken to the woman's house like a bride, what kind of consequences ...... Ye Feng's body trembled violently, what was the difference between that and death?
No, no, no, that kind of taste is only more uncomfortable than death, it is a kind of pain that lives but lives in the depths of hell, suffering from the eighteen kinds of torture of hell day and night, boundless pain.
"it, I'm ...... I want to die!" the young man's eyes sparkled, "It's better to be dead even if you're dead! God, God, why are you playing tricks on me like this, why don't you let me die?"
A sharp dagger poked out of his bosom and landed on his neck, but he didn't have the courage to cut through the skin. It's not that he's afraid to do it, it's that he can't!
He couldn't sit idly by and watch his father's illness! And within a radius of thousands of miles, only the ancestor of the Mu family had this ability. If the ancestor of the Mu family stopped treatment, within three days, Ye Feng's father would definitely die.
"Alas...... Life is like that, since you can't resist, it's better to enjoy it. Is that so...... Hehe, is this a blessing or a sorrow?"
All the emotions disappeared with the wind, and the complexity on Ye Feng's face instantly became calm, extremely calm, like a calm lake, even if the wind blew, it couldn't set off the slightest ripple.
"But...... The road is under your feet, the road is under your feet, and the ideal is ahead!"
In the end, as before, Ye Feng slowly straightened his spine, like a little man, and continued to walk forward with firm steps, towards his own door.
"Hehe, even if this kid is self-aware, he finally made the most correct decision. Although you will pay a little price after this, you will not die, and you will save your father's life, so why not?"
A white-haired figure suddenly appeared on the top of a towering tree, its eyes flickering slightly, and its vicissitudes of life suddenly revealed a touch of complexity and cruelty.
He stared deeply at the incomparably thin and lonely back, as if he saw himself in his childhood. Once, like this boy, he slowly walked into the distance on a land with no goal and no direction.
"When my precious granddaughter has absorbed your best spiritual root...... Shouldn't this kid be killed?"
The old man's eyes kept flickering, and there were traces of cold light floating in them. This kid has a tough personality, if he can even endure such a shame......
"Although he has completely become a wasted person after losing the best spiritual root, he ...... Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, there will be a terrible counterattack, which I very much do not want to see. So ......"
Until Ye Feng ran away without a trace, the old man's raised hand slashed down, as if he had cut something, only to hear a loud bang, and a somewhat strange sound erupted in the air.
"It's time for the family!"
Looking at the two big "Ye Mansions" on the gate, Ye Feng's expression was a little complicated, if nothing else, it would definitely cause cynicism from some family members.
Sure enough, when this idea just surfaced in his heart, a group of friends suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's sight, and they walked out of the shadows without any warning, as if they had been planning for a long time, specifically to ridicule and ridicule Ye Feng.
"Hehe, are these people really so unkind?"
Looking at the person who came, Ye Feng sneered, and there was even more helplessness and powerlessness in his heart, this is the reality, it is so cruel, it is so ruthless, it is such a red fruit.
"Hehe, isn't this Ye Feng? You're coming back so soon? Anyway, what are you doing this day? Aren't you talking to a little bird again?"
Facing him, a guy with a strong body and a bit of a tiger brain, with his hands in front of his chest, walked over leisurely. This guy's face was full of sarcasm, a sneer appeared in his eyes, and looking at Ye Feng's gaze, it was like looking at an insignificant clown jumping off the beam.
"Yo, the waste is back, why don't you open the door quickly and welcome the return of the waste!"
"Shameful waste, I don't know what face you have to live in the world. If I were you, I would have been killed by a headlong crash, and I would suffer to live anyway!"
"Hehe, the key is that you can't die if you want to. It's like his waste dad, who just holds his last breath and doesn't breathe, what can you do?"
"There is no greater shame in life than this, every day, every breath, living in infinite pain, no, no, no, that is not pain, that is hell!"
A few more figures came from the front, each with a sneer, looking at Ye Feng's eyes, as if he was looking at an inconspicuous cat and dog.
"Get out of the way!"
Ye Feng's fists were clenched tightly, and drops of red blood spilled out between his fingers again, and they fell to the ground ticking, making a very regular impact sound.
"Hehe, is it quite capable? It's just a waste, except for slapping a swollen face and losing his temper, will he order anything else......? Hit me!"
The tiger-headed boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and the two arms that were hugging each other slowly loosened. He held his right hand in his left hand and his left hand in his right hand, and a hint of coldness gradually appeared on his face.
It was like a vicious wolf, with its eyes wide open in the shadows, staring at Ye Feng deadly, paying attention to his every move. As soon as he has the opportunity, he will unleash a fatal blow.
(End of chapter)