"Are you scared?"

"Are you scared? You asked me the same question many years ago."

At that time, he pinched his neck and asked him if he was scared. If he was scared, then get out, get out of Huai'an forever, and never say that he was Chen Yulian's child.

He said he was not afraid, but the child's eyes were full of hatred: "I'm not afraid, I want to kill you, my mother told me to kill you before she died, I must kill you for revenge..."

The little child, with a fragile life, being kicked and beaten by a martial arts champion is like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. It is both ridiculous and pitiful.

Chen Yulian: "Evil obstacle!"

He strangled him to death. Chen Yulian would not pity this child. Everything about his past struggle in the mud to beg for mercy made him feel sick.

Luckily the child survived and was picked up and sold by someone. He ended up in the Yanyu Gate, where he started as a small assassin and trained hard day and night for fifteen years. The first thing he did after successfully coming out of the gate was to continue his revenge.

Chen Yulian suddenly understood, as if he had realized something: "You evil creature, it turns out that you have been the one trying to assassinate me all these years." He had suspected many people, even Rong An and Yingtao. He had carefully investigated who could bribe the entire Yanyu Sect to kill him, who could bribe the entire martial arts world to kill him, but he didn't expect that it was this evil creature.

"Yes, it was me. I have been trying to assassinate you for so many years, starting from a killer, a hall master, a Rakshasa, an elder, and a sect leader, until I took over the entire martial arts world and led the martial arts alliance to kill you with all the masters in the world."

"You are really afraid of death. Tens of thousands of garrisons and private soldiers, the elite among them are all used to guard your mansion. Many masters in the martial arts world are all used to protect you. Even the bounty hunter Shi Liang comes to protect you."

"How difficult is it to kill you? I think about killing you every day and every night, year after year. How many people are around you? How many guards do you have? How many martial arts moves do you have? No one knows better than me."

"It was not until I practiced martial arts step by step, morning and night, risked my life, used every possible means, became the leader of the martial arts world, and was finally able to defeat you and bring all the assassins in the world to kill you, that I regretted it."

"I regret it!"

"I hate it, I hate it so much!"

"I hate that even if you die, you will die with a good reputation in your life. You are also the best person in the world, but my mother will never be able to redress her injustice. She will only be a bitch who clings to the top scholar in her life..."

"Bitch!" Before Chen Yaoniang died, in that dark dungeon, Princess Rong'an had said these two words to her mother with contempt.

"Son, I'm so angry. Why doesn't anyone believe me...?" These were the last words his mother said before she died.

The young man's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't cry when he was nearly strangled to death by his father when he was a few years old. He didn't cry when he was nearly beaten to death while practicing martial arts. As he grew older, it was even more impossible for him to cry.

But when he mentioned that his mother was called a bitch, he cried.

Crying like a six year old.

His mother died when he was six years old, on that bright sunny day. On that day, gongs and drums were blaring, and the whole city was celebrating. On that day, Chen Yulian won the first place in both civil and military examinations, won the beauty, and had his name on the imperial examination, and had his wedding night, double happiness.

Everyone is saying that the Jade-faced Young Master is very righteous and the Princess Rong'an is still infatuated with him. They are the best match in the world.

Only his mother died in the dark dungeon, taking her last breath with a lot of infamy, and she didn't even close her eyes.

He was alone in the dark dungeon, watching his mother grow cold, hard, and rotten.

His vividness was all left on the day he turned six. From then on, all his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness were locked in his heart. There was only hatred in his eyes. Only hatred, only hatred.

He hated the injustice of the world, hated the ruthlessness of the people in the world, and wanted revenge.

I must take revenge.

We must pull down those people who are complacent and have vicious hearts, and make these high-handed people fall into the mud.

"You, all of you, you are all murderers."

He drew his sword and pointed it at everyone.

The scene was completely silent. Everyone was speechless. The huge crowd was all mute. Only the whistling sound of the wind remained, like endless hatred and resentment.

How many of the people present here are innocent?

When her mother knelt in Huai'an and cried out for justice, was there anyone who protected her?

Finally, the tip of the sword stopped at Chen Yulian's neck.

Chen Yulian: "There are countless people in this world, with thousands of hatreds, but you and I are the most similar. Aren't we father and son both people who will do anything to achieve our goals..."

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