Chapter 7: The Heart of Hatred
"What?"
Hanyue felt that he was having auditory hallucinations, and he frowned and asked again, "What did you just say?"
Yan Shi knew Han Yue's mood, and he also felt incredible when he first heard the news, but when Yan Shuixun handed Ge Tianba into his hands, he felt that things had really changed, and this change was unacceptable.
Yan Shi said: "Young Master Yue, this time it's true. ”
"Why?" Han Yue said, these three words were not just asking Yan Shi, he was also asking himself, how could he go back on the agreed agreement? Han Yue subconsciously thought that this was another conspiracy by Yan Shuixun.
Hao Yu suddenly walked up to Han Yue and said, "Young Master Yue, the Sword Casting Villa has been burned. When I arrived with Young Master Ziyan today, it was already in ruins, and we didn't find Jian Wufeng, and when we came back, we learned that the imperial court had confiscated their entire home on the grounds that the Sword Casting Villa had privately cast weapons, and it was also burned to ruins. It is said that the old owner and the wife of the owner died on the spot, and the eldest young master Jian Wufeng disappeared. ”
"How so?"
So many things happened in an instant, and Hanyue's brain couldn't turn around. He looked at Yan Shi again and asked, "Who did it?"
Yan Shi looked at Han Yue's expression a little abnormal, but he still said: "These two are the emperor's orders, and I have been guarding against the situation in the Prince's Mansion all along, but the Prince's Mansion has not changed in the past few days, but these two pieces of news suddenly came out of the palace this morning." ”
"Is it the emperor who wants to marry Ling Xin and Ling Xin to the crown prince?" asked Han Yue.
Yan Shi nodded.
"She won't agree, she won't. "Hanyue Road.
Yan Shi hesitated, but still said: "And just this morning, the imperial court withdrew the wanted warrant for you, and at the same time announced the marriage date of the prince and Ling Xin, which was seven days later. ”
Yan Shi's words, Han Yue didn't listen to a word. In a trance, he felt that everything around him had become abnormal, everyone was calculating themselves, everyone wanted to separate himself and Ling Xin, why? What had he done wrong to endure so much pain.
If heaven and earth are unkind, why should I be willing to be humiliated? I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced.
Han Yue's heart was still roaring, his eyes had already begun to turn cold, and the long-lost killing intent came to his heart. Hao Yu and Yan Shi looked at Han Yue strangely, and Han Yue's situation made them feel weird.
Suddenly. Yehua's figure moved, and he grabbed the sword in Hanyue's hand, Hanyue was uncertain at the moment, and he didn't have time to guard against being snatched away by him. And at that moment, a spontaneous evil aura suddenly appeared from Han Yue's body. The next moment, the breath disappeared again.
Two Taoists who closed their eyes and recuperated. He also opened his eyes in an instant and looked in the direction of the cold moon.
Almost everyone in the room was shaken by the fleeting killing attempt. The Murong sisters and Ge Tianba's kung fu is not high. I only felt a chill on my back, and a chill flashed through my neck, Gu Xin and Liu Piaoxu had already noticed the changes in the cold moon, and looked at the four of them worriedly.
As soon as the sword in his hand left his hand, Han Yue also woke up suddenly.
He saw the sword in Yehua's hand and realized what had just happened. I was also scared into a cold sweat, and I was almost controlled by the demon just now.
"Thank you!" said Hanyue Chaoyehua.
Yehua didn't speak, Han Yue had never seen this person say a word since she saw him, and he and Hao Yu seemed to be two extremes. One fears that the world will not be chaotic, but the other person keeps quiet from beginning to end. Yehua smiled at Hanyue and returned the sword in his hand to Hanyue.
"Young Master Yue, were you just now. Hao Yu asked tremblingly.
Hanyue nodded, he looked at the sword in his hand, and he was controlled by the sword in his hand without paying attention. Could it be that he really has a tendency to become a demon.
Hao Yu was surprised: "Oh my God, you have to retreat at this time." Your state of mind is unstable now, in case the demonic nature is together at that time, who can stop you?"
"As soon as this matter is over, I will find a place to live in seclusion, and I will not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. But now"
Halfway through Hanyue's words, he didn't want to say any more, he meant that everyone present knew that even demons had their own wishes.
"I understand. Yan Shidao, he patted Han Yue's shoulder. "So, now we need to think about what we should do next. ”
Forged Sword Villa.
The once illustrious Sword Forge Villa was in ruins, everything that had once been burned to ashes by a fire, charred dirt, and shattered rubble. Barren land, molten iron melted and solidified on the ground, there is no sword here, there is no one here.
In an inconspicuous corner, the stones kept turning.
With a bang, a hand stretched out from the ground, this hand was full of blood, but this hand was still digging, and the stones were kept being thrown out, and a big hole was gradually revealed in the ground. It was this cave that saved the people inside from the fire.
The man in the cave finally came out after several twists and turns, and his clothes were all scorched, and his face, hands, and legs were all burned marks. As soon as the man came out of the cave, he threw himself into the middle of the ruins, and the embers of the flames on the ground had not yet disappeared, but the man did not care.
His hands were digging here and there, but no matter how much he dug he could find any signs of human stock. The boy collapsed to the ground, with a sword stuck in the ground.
A sword that could barely see its luster, and such a large flame did not even burn this sword.
The boy drew his sword from the ground, and right next to it he saw a bone, a human bone. The young man cried, "Father, mother. ”
The boy's mouth was still shouting, but it seemed like a luxury.
The imperial court, it was the imperial court that ruined everything in his family. The young man looked at the sky, and all this came so suddenly, that the decree of the Holy Decree fell from heaven, and his father had no time to speak, but his head was cut off with a knife, and his mother died of fright.
The servants in the house, the maid, died, all died, he should have died, but the sky did not stop him, and he still had a chance. Jian Wufeng looked at this place that had been reduced to ashes.
When a person has nothing, what is he living for, Jian Wufeng held the sword in his hand tightly, the blood flowed down his hand to the sword, and the blade devoured fresh blood, like the seed of revenge slowly flowing into people's hearts. At this moment, the eldest young master of Sword Casting Villa disappeared.
"Father, I know, you want me to avenge you, don't you?" (To be continued......)