After hearing this indifference and helplessness,

At the sound of the voice, Uncle Zhong's weak and muddy eyes trembled: "No...impossible...I have clearly killed you!"

"You...you cast an illusion on me? When did it happen?"

"When you said my master had something left for me!"

"You...you knew I wanted to kill you? Did you doubt me from the beginning?"

Feng Wuchen sighed softly: "When I first met you, I didn't doubt you! Otherwise, I wouldn't have confessed my identity to you! But when you asked about Long Yuan, your eyes... flashed

I felt a trace of desire, and that trace of desire was something you would never have had in your eyes! From that moment on, I realized that the loyal uncle I once knew may have changed..."

"But even so, I only took all precautions against you, but did not use illusions on you. Until you said that my master had something left for me and wanted to hand it over to me, the murderous intention emanating from you! The murderous intention in my body was

The evil-repelling agency has sensed it!"

Hearing this, Uncle Zhong was stunned, and finally sighed in despair: "It was Long Zi who warded off evil spirits... Ahem! Young Master! You are still the same as before... Ahem, you will never be ordinary!

That's fine...it's better to die in your hands than to watch my body decay day by day! Young Master, send this old slave on his way!"

"..."

There was silence in the wooden house for a long time. Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the sword energy surged wildly, and a white light shot straight towards the old man's heavenly spirit. In an instant, the old man's expression was frozen.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuchen closed his five-fingered hand again, Long Yuan trembled slightly, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared, turning the old man's body into ashes almost instantly.

"..."

After doing all this, looking at the empty room, Feng Wuchen's eyes became a little sad.

"..."

The night quickly receded until the next morning, when the east was just white as a fish, Feng Wuchen knelt on his knees in front of that lonely grave without saying a word.

"Boy! Do you now know why I don't recommend you to reveal your identity?" The voice of Jiuyou Sword Demon was faint and pleasant: "When you live again, not only your appearance and aura have been changed, but your fate has also been changed, as well as your enemies.

, people who covet Longyuan, even if they use deduction techniques, they can't find you! But if you tell others your identity, there will be an extra layer of hidden dangers! Time is the most ruthless, it will carve a person's

Appearance can even change a person's heart. Even an innocent heart cannot withstand such erosion..."

"Alas..." Feng Wuchen looked sad and sighed: "I thought that I had achieved calmness in my heart, but I never thought that after I killed Uncle Zhong with my own hands, my heart would still be in chaos... What if Master was still alive?

, if he learns what I did, will he blame me?"

"Haha! The way of heaven is ruthless, and the world of mortals asks questions... Only when you are in it, experience the struggle and sadness, and experience great joy and great sorrow, can you realize it! You will feel guilty for killing that old man, but it is just the "goodness" in your heart

" is causing trouble, and this kind thing is hypocritical. It is not only useless to you, but will only become a stumbling block in your pursuit of the road, and may even make you miserable! If you understand it well, killing the three corpses will have a great impact on you.

the benefits of!"

"Goodness?" Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed with confusion, and he murmured: "So this is the 'goodness' that I want to cut off... It's just that the price paid is too heavy."

At this time.

"rustle……"
Chapter completed!