The hall suddenly fell silent, silent, as if a needle dropped on the ground at that moment would be heard.

Then, all eyes looked to the door, at the man with his back to the sun and his face in the shadows.

Yin Mingyang stood up suddenly, his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end, no sound came out for some reason.

Most of the people in this hall, except for Xiao Shi, who was playing with Yin Hai, only came to Yin's house two years ago, everyone else knew the identity of the young man standing at the door at the moment.

For some reason, everyone was suddenly silent, and no one made a sound.

After a while, suddenly, a voice with a little anger sounded, it was Xiao Shi who rushed behind Yin Hai, he glared at Yin He who was standing at the door, and shouted: "Hey, who are you, why are you so rude? And your feet stepped on the glass beads of my young master!"

Yin He's body that was about to enter the hall paused, at that moment, his posture seemed a little strange, and there was a little bit of embarrassment, one of his feet was outside the threshold, and the other foot reached in, but stepped on the glass beads.

Yin He stood in place, did not move, did not say anything, his face looked very calm, after looking down at Yin Hai, who was standing in place a little stunned, his eyes glanced at Xiao Shi who was angry and asked on the side.

The hall was eerily quiet, no one spoke, no one was there.

No one came out to explain, no one came out to relieve the siege, and of course, no one came out to welcome him.

The sun shines on my body, but it seems to be a little cool.

Yin He's gaze passed over the two people in front of him and looked into the distance. He saw his own father Yin Mingyang, who was on the other side of the main seat, his expression looked a little delicate, he saw the charming but cold-eyed woman standing beside him, and some farther away, those familiar faces, those servants who had grown up with him in this mansion, all looked as strange as ice cubes at the moment.

When Yin He scanned everyone, everyone in the front hall was also looking at this Yin family prince who reappeared three years later, in the past years in the legend of the flashy and extravagant in the holy city, he had the nickname of Jade Prince, and he was also a handsome man in the hearts of many noble women. However, now it seems that three years later, his face has long since lost the white and perfect skin of the year, although the contours of his facial features are still there, but there are several large and small scars, which are faintly visible on his forehead, cheeks, and even his neck, so you can imagine what he has experienced in the past three years.

In this strange silence, Xiao Shi, who was scolding but was ignored, saw his little master Yin Hai standing in place in a daze, a little dazed, and looked at the glass bead that was trampled under his feet from time to time, and suddenly rushed upward, this is the heaven-sent opportunity that fell from the sky to curry favor with the little young master in front of the family master and his wife.

Moreover, if this person was a distinguished guest, wouldn't the head of the family and his wife have come over to greet him a long time ago? As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Shi's courage suddenly soared, and his face showed an angry and fierce look, glaring at Yin He and shouting again: "Did I say did you hear it, are you deaf? You stepped on the beads of my young master, quickly close your feet!"

The sun shone down from behind, and they vaguely saw that the shadow seemed to tremble slightly, and then everyone saw that Yin He, who was standing at the door, shrank back slightly, and his foot was slowly raised.

Yin Mingyang's gaze softened a little, and the orchid standing beside him looked relieved, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. The servants behind them were staring at each other, and their eyes were full of indescribably complex emotions.

Everything seems to be going for the better, and everything seems to be going to be calm and harmonious.

Until Yin He's body suddenly stopped, the soles of his feet lifted to the air suddenly stopped, and then at the moment when he was silent and everyone's expressions suddenly became stiff from soothing, he stepped on it again indifferently!

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the glass bead shattered instantly under his feet, and all the fantastic and beautiful luster disappeared together, turning into countless large and small fragments, emitting a piercing and sharp heart-chilling sound, echoing in this hall.

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Everyone in this hall froze, and everyone here didn't expect this scene to suddenly appear, so that everyone didn't react at that moment.

The first to wake up from the shock was the youngest child, Yin Hai, who looked at the broken bead fragment, and suddenly showed a disappointed expression on his face, almost crying out "wow", and shouted: "You, you stepped on my beads......"

This shout suddenly woke up Xiao Shi, who was also stunned beside him, Xiao Shi's face had become iron blue at this moment, and the emotions of anger and humiliation rose in his heart like flames, he stepped in front of Yin Hai and roared at Yin He: "Bastard, what are you doing......

"Poof!"

Halfway through the roar, Xiao Shi's voice suddenly disappeared, and a dull voice suddenly sounded from him, and Yin He suddenly raised his knees, unceremoniously and even with a bit of fierce and savage aura, and slammed into Xiao Shi's abdomen.

"Ah......h

And at the door, Xiao Shi, who was suddenly hit by this heavy blow, looked arrogant and angry from the front for a moment, and suddenly his whole body curled up like a river shrimp, his face turned white, his mouth opened wide, and he could even see the saliva in his mouth flowing uncontrollably.

However, the matter did not end there, in the frightened and inexplicable eyes of everyone, in the exclamation of the servants and maids next to him, Yin He took a step forward, and the whole person crossed the threshold, and finally walked into this hall completely.

Three years later, he returned to the home again.

His gaze was as cold as that dark and windy night, and he was alone in the terrible Shura Hell, surrounded by countless corpses, blood and corpses, and he burned those terrible insects in the blazing fire.

The gaze was so cold that it didn't seem to be angry at all, and it didn't even look like a human being.

He grabbed the small stone that was trembling and retching all over after being hit hard, and then smashed his elbow his face, only to hear a "snap", as if something was broken, and then bright red blood suddenly splattered out and flew everywhere.

The little stone staggered backwards, as if he had lost his mind for a moment, but the man in front of him was like a demon, knocking him down again with a punch, and then riding on him with great ferocity.

In this hall, in front of everyone, in those stunned and bewildered eyes, he raised his fists like a raging madman, and struck hard at the young servant's face.

One punch, one punch, another punch!

The skin was broken, the flesh was broken, the blood was struck, and it was bloody.

One punch, one punch, another punch!

Fist to the flesh, fist to blood!

Blood flew everywhere, staining his fists and his clothes, and the smell of blood was like the terrible night in the Inner Ring.

It turns out that the taste of everyone's blood is the same.

To the devil.