Legend of the Asura - Chapter 363

[Chapter 363]

Tiansha Fengyun’s face was gloomy, Xiaoyue’s brows were wrinkled, Nangong sisters exclaimed in surprise, the blood domain ruthlessly trembled, and the reaction of more people was unbearable and fearful, but no one dared to say anything, because they were afraid of what to do If you anger Shura, you will be the next to cry. Who can carry out such cruel and inhuman insults to people without fear of systematic punishment, who would dare to touch his evil scales.

Only Feng Yao, who is usually as soft as water in her heart, was strangely quiet in the face of this situation. There was no pity or blame in those blurred eyes, as if everything should be…even, it wasn’t enough.

Bloody Crazy Saber took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “If our young master has offended you, I will apologize to you on his behalf. Please let my young master go first… Bullying is not what a man does.”

“Bullying the weak!?” Crying Blood Crazy Blade never thought that this sentence would completely arouse his anger. Feng Xiao retracted the Shura thorn and kicked the Weeping Blood Wuming head, kicking his body out and hitting the barrier around the arena. The blood tank was cleared, and the corpse fell slowly against the transparent barrier. It was quickly taken away by a burst of white light.

“Why weeping for blood and reincarnation, shit! Go away!”

The extremely disdainful voice was like a poisonous arrow that pierced through the heart, and the expressions of more than 100 people who rushed out of the auditorium in tears of blood were extremely difficult to see. Crying Blood Crazy Saber did not dare to look directly at the cold eyes, gritted his teeth fiercely, and shouted: “Let’s go!”

The white light flickered frequently, and the crowd gathered in front of the stage quickly disappeared. Disgraceful and humiliated by the helper, they have no face to stay in this arena anymore.

“Humph!”

The entire arena was eerily quiet, and only the faint cold hum before Shura disappeared seemed to have a huge magical power in his ears for a long time.

1 minute later, a post with a high click rate appeared on the forum of Samsara: “Blood and Blood – The first player in Samsara to be kicked to death. 》

Long Wei, who was watching the game calmly, stood up and raised his eyebrows a few times, “Go and find out what kind of grievances Shura has with the Beiming family.”

“It’s difficult.” Wang Bo answered truthfully. Even Shura’s true identity cannot be known, and it is indeed difficult to find out. Perhaps the only way to get started is to find out all the possible enemies of the Beiming family over the years.

“Do your best.” Long Wei waved helplessly. The world of reincarnation is beyond his control.

………………

“what!!!!”

The sound of the items being smashed and the roar like a beast made the servants of Beiming’s house tremble with fear, and they didn’t dare to take a breath. The young master, who was desperately smashing all kinds of things like a madman, was far less calm than he seemed on the surface.

“Enough!” The dignified middle-aged man finally spoke, his voice was not loud, but there was a faint coercion and irresistibility in his thick voice. His name is Beimingtang. The previous generation of Beiming’s patriarch, because he didn’t like to be involved in housework, entrusted everything to his son early.

The faint words made Beiming Chongyun shake his entire body, slowly slumped to the ground, panting violently, his eyes shining with hatred radiating light like a poisonous snake.

Beimingtang slowly stood up, walked in front of him, looked blankly at the disheveled, disembodied son, his bright eyes flashed with disappointment and regret, and his right hand was raised high.

Snapped!

Beiming Kuangdao was startled, but finally he couldn’t hold back and said something. Growing up with Beiming Chongyun, it was the first time he saw him being slapped by his father.

This slap also completely blinded Beiming Chongyun. It took a long time for him to turn his head over, and he stared blankly at his father with a cloudy face.

“Look at what you are now!! A Shura in a game can knock you down like this, what qualifications do you have to inherit the head of my Beiming family!! Shura is right, you are a waste!! My Beiming Mingtang doesn’t have a son like you!!” Beimingtang’s chest heaved violently with extreme anger, and his clenched hands crackled.

His father’s voice resounded in his ears like thunder, and his eyes finally had focus, looking at his father’s red eyes and extremely disappointed eyes, he roared violently: “I’m not a waste! I’m not trash!”

“It’s not trash!? Then you stand up for me, and then use your own ability to defeat the person who humiliated you! Instead of venting here like a maimed dog!!!”

…

A dog that was maimed… Father’s words made Beiming Chongyun’s heart seem to be pierced by thousands of steel needles in an instant.

Supporting the ground, he stood up with difficulty, several pieces of sharp glass smashed into his palms, creating deep wounds that were bleeding and gurgling, but he didn’t seem to notice. The eyes and voice are even more calm and disturbing: “Dad…don’t worry, I, Beiming Chongyun, will definitely take back today’s shame thousands of times.”

His eyes at the moment made Beimingtang seem to see a wild wolf ready to go. He patted his shoulder with satisfaction, turned around and said, “Crazy knife, take Chong’er to bandage it right away.”

Beiming Kuangdao quickly agreed and rushed over to support his arm. From the moment Beiming Chongyun stood up, he vaguely felt that he had changed…from frivolous and publicity to poised forbearance and ruthless transformation.

…

After wanton venting, Feng Xiao’s mood suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the resentment that had been silent in his heart also dissipated a little bit. After staying with Shui Rourou for a while, he walked out of the hall and leaned on a thick pillar at the door to look at Chen Binger by the pool. The turbulent pool water was covered with a thick layer of ice due to her approach.

“Thinking of your sister Bing’er?” Feng Yao walked to his side and leaned against his body lightly. For a whole afternoon, they did not mention the matter at the martial arts conference as if they were in the same heart.

Feng Xiao smiled slightly, but did not deny it, “Is there really no room for redemption between Bing’er and her father?”

Feng Yao was silent for a while, and looked at the beautiful ice sculpture by the pool: “Her hatred for her father has been deeply rooted for so many years, it is too difficult to change, and…” She looked at him and smiled softly: ” Is there a man she can rely on more than her brother? If there is really one person who can melt the ice between her and her father, that person must be her brother.”

This answer did not surprise Feng Xiao. He could vaguely feel Chen Bing’er’s attachment to him, and he had thought about what Feng Yao said several times.

“What about Duanmu Yiren? Are you imprisoning her at home?” Feng Xiao asked another question, and he faintly regretted agreeing to her extremely absurd request yesterday. Once she is connected to the home, everything about herself will be exposed.

“Brother will take care of it.” Feng Yao kissed him lightly on the face and ran away: “I’ll go see sister Rourou.”

“Hey, the moth that flutters the flames… You should already have the consciousness of being imprisoned.” Touching the place where the faint fragrance remained on his face, Feng Xiao said to himself, and decided that the Duanmuyi people will have a long future. fate for a while.

If they move, where should they go… How should Yao’er and Ruoruo’s freedom be regained? Feng Xiao sighed helplessly, there were too many things he had to face.

The list of the top sixteen matches:

Morning: Maple Leaf Crazy Waves VS Chiyan Demon Fire, Knife VS Hand of Doom, Soul Destruction VS Weeping Blood Crazy Blade, Avengers VS Demon Wolf-Crazy. Afternoon: Xiaotian Yijian VS Ice, Cosmic Invincible Good Baby VS Lianfeng Yaomeng, Xiantian VS Chiyan Fentian, Tiansha Fengyun VS Shura.

Feng Xiao glanced casually. As early as when the list of the top 32 was announced, he had already guessed it closely. On the eighth day of the martial arts conference, that is, tomorrow, all war zones around the world will compete for the top sixteen at the same time. Huaxia District will compete in the top 16 competition from District B in the morning, and compete in the top 16 competition from District A in the afternoon. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the morning and afternoon games are obviously not on the same level.

This list of the top sixteen is by no means the real top sixteen, Feng Xiao already has the most correct strength ranking in his heart.

After coaxing Rou Rou to bed, it was past ten o’clock in the evening when Feng Xiao went offline, and the two girls had already taken a shower and fell asleep. The dinner on the table was still warm.

“Tomorrow, maybe there will be another member who shouldn’t be there… Forget it, let’s make it up to her. After all, I may have ruined her life.”

After dinner, Feng Xiao was standing on the balcony with a lot of distraction… Do you really have to move? As a last resort, he really didn’t want to make such a choice. Because in this small villa, there are too many memories that he cannot give up.

Feng Xiao jumped lightly, and jumped through the half-open window on the balcony into the room of the two girls, landing without making a sound.