On the banks of Jingxi River, Tang Feifan was lying on the shore, staring at the shaking water plants. The extremely sloppy boy was gray and a few drops of dry blood were clotted into black spots on his face. His dirty hair was mixed with hay, and his whole body was filled with foul smell. It was the smell that the wound on his shoulder had not been treated and after it became suppurated.

[Is this still me? Is it still that cool and beautiful boy?]

Tang Feifan's mind was in a daze and was hit one after another. Tang Feifan's psychology was on the verge of collapse. If there was another blow, I was afraid that Tang Feifan would become a madman.

【Don’t I even know how to do evil people?】

Tang Feifan smiled strangely, and the smile scared the fish and shrimps in the water hurriedly fled, far away from Tang Feifan. Tang Feifan put his black fingers into the water, and the cool river water moistened his skin.

"Fan'er!Fan'er!" A shrill cry came from a distance, which was the voice of Mrs. Tang Buguiji. On that day, Tang Feifan committed a crime in public, but was injured by Yao Xian'er. After this incident, Tang Bugui's reputation fell to the peak and became the least popular figure in Qingyao Village.

The Tang couple was worried about Tang Feifan's injuries, and regardless of whether Tang Feifan was nearby, they just called and searched everywhere every day, for a whole month, hundreds of days and nights, without interruption, without interruption.

Although Tang Feifan heard this sound, he never cared about it. Today, it was different. Tang Feifan carefully washed his hands, and there was no slight sludge in his nails until he stopped like white jade.

Tang Feifan smiled strangely and said softly: "You should be satisfied in this way!" After saying that, he quickly walked towards Tang Bugui, with his steps light, and obviously in a good mood.

Tang Bugui held Tang, looking haggard, and said softly: "Let's go back, it seems there is no news today." At this moment, the sunset shone on the river, with rugged waves, and willow trees on both sides were lined with tender willow branches swaying in the breeze.

The bright spring light cannot dispel the dark clouds in Tang Bugui's heart. Perhaps, Tang Feifan will never return to Qingyao Village in this life. No matter how bad Tang Feifan is, he is his biological flesh and blood. Even if he is wrong, so what? Can he really destroy his relatives for justice?

"Boss, do you think that's Fan'er?" Tang's voice trembled, feeling incredible.

Tang Bugui rubbed his eyes and looked at him quickly, and he was a little surprised and confused. Tang Feifan has been fond of cleanliness since he was a child, and the boy coming there was obviously a beggar, but his figure was undoubtedly Tang Feifan.

Tang Bugui suppressed his excitement and said, "Get closer and take a look!" The two staggered and ran forward. It was not until dozens of steps away that their faint eyes could confirm that the boy was indeed their son.

"Fan'er!" Tang Bugui's trembling lips could hardly speak. The moment these two words were spoken, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He let go of his wife's hand, suddenly hugged Tang Feifan, and said, "Fan'er, it's better not to do this god! We sold our property and went to a foreign land to find a place that could not recognize us. Don't worry, everything will be fine!" Tang also shed tears on the side. In just a few months, the two seemed to have grown up ten years old.

At the beginning, Tang Feifan persuaded the two to go to Louguandao to enjoy their happiness. Their hometown was hard to get away from, but now they have taken the initiative to move out of their hometown, which is a very difficult decision for the old man.

Tang Feifan smiled softly and said, "Okay! Everything is followed by my father!"

Tang Bugui patted Tang Feifan's shoulder, turned his head to comfort him and said, "Okay, Fan'er has finally grown up and knows how to understand us!"

Tang nodded suddenly, Tang Bugui smiled and said, "Let's go home!"

"Well, is my father satisfied?" Tang Feifan did not move, but his body remained unmoved.

"Satisfied." Tang Bugui was very surprised.

Tang Feifan sighed and said, "As long as my father is satisfied!"

"Fan'er, are you okay?" Tang Bugui asked with concern. The Tang couple had just found their son, afraid that something would happen.

"No, I just need my father to do a favor!" As he said that, Tang Feifan smiled and stretched his hands, like a sharp claw popping out of a tiger, easily sinking into the hearts of the Tang couple.

With a "puff", the two hearts were taken out, and Tang Feifan's hands were dripping blood, slowly sliding down and dripping. The Tang couple looked down, their faces full of disbelief.

Abandoned like a broken man, Tang Feifan did not look at them again, and smiled and said, "Give me the soul and sacrifice to my demon needle..."

The two hearts were still pounding. Amid the strange spell, the Tang couple's bodies immediately faded, and their flesh and blood seemed to have been drained. Then, the bones also shattered and eventually turned into dust.

In the end, the two hearts had turned into strange purple-red. They attracted each other and slowly approached, and suddenly merged together. A burst of blood smoke came over and the two hearts disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only a slight purple-red magic needle was left in Tang Feifan's palm.

The magic needle has no physical body, like smoke, and countless talismans are carved on the surface of the needle body. If you look carefully, it seems that you will completely trap your mind. Although the magic needle is made, Tang Feifan is still not a match for Yao Xian'er, let alone the mysterious palace beauty beside her.

Thinking of this, Tang Feifan smiled coldly, and the magic needle floated up and penetrated his injured shoulder. In a blink of an eye, all the thick blood was sucked away.

After a full meal, the purple-red magic needle let out a pleasant sound, turning around and flying in the air, extremely agile. Finally, it shot into Tang Feifan's eyebrows like lightning. After applying the spiritual medicine to the wound, Tang Feifan turned around and left. Before leaving, he whipped his sleeves and the dust on the ground disappeared with the wind.

Yazhou Prefecture.

In Biluo Temple, Zhang Yuan is counting his spoils, several broken magic weapons, a few five elements spirit stones, and a few secret books. This is the wealth accumulated by generations of monks of Biluo Temple. They originally wanted to use these spirit stones to summon magic figures to create a true Yuanyu stage monk. However, at the moment of success, Zhang Yun attacked Biluo Temple with his blue-haired cavalry.

It was not a battle, but a massacre. With Zhang Yun's strength and the caution of the Qingsikong rider, in just a cup of tea, all seven or eight monks from Biluo Temple died in Zhang Yun's hands.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Zhang Yuan was displeased and asked, "Who?" He called for orders and killed him. Although he had been an official for a while, Zhang Yuan soon became a little addicted to this feeling. As the guard of the emperor, the rules were strict and he would never let strangers come in. Zhang Yuan was very curious about the identity of the visitor.

"Senior brother, it's me!" Tang Feifan appeared in front of Zhang Yuan's eyes with a smile. Tang Feifan was filled with a feeling of flying spirit, which made Zhang Yuan feel a little dazzling.

"Well, it's Junior Brother Tang. Has that guy who dares to provoke our Lou Guandao taught me a lesson?" Zhang Yuan asked subconsciously, feeling something was wrong with Tang Feifan.

At this time, Tang Feifan took a few more steps forward and approached Zhang Yuan.

"Of course." Tang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said, "I slapped that guy's house down with me, and my parents and brothers all became evil spirits."

"Stop! How good your teeth are, how fast?" Zhang Yuan nodded subconsciously. Suddenly, his body flapped and he hurriedly shouted.

Zhang Yuan finally found something wrong. It turned out that Tang Feifan had half of his teeth shot down by Tang Cheng, but now Tang Cheng has grown again. Tang Feifan should not have such a living dead person, flesh and bones, and it turned out that he had come all the way. In order to test the power of the magic needle, Tang Feifan slaughtered several villages in the deep mountains. The Wujian Magic Needle easily cured Zhang Yuan's injuries, and his lost teeth grew again. This became a flaw for him.

Zhang Yuan flipped his fingers and held a piece of talisman paper, which burned without wind. A big hand with golden light suddenly grabbed Tang Feifan. Whether there was any problem or not, he would first catch it and ask clearly before talking about it - this was Zhang Yuan's last thought.

However, when Tang Feifan burned the talisman paper, his eyes flashed, and a purple-red magic needle suddenly shot out from the middle of his eyebrows, instantly piercing through the golden big hand and sank into Zhang Yuan's heart.

The moment the magic needle entered the body, Zhang Yuan's vitality suddenly disappeared. Without the traction of his spirit, the golden vital hand immediately burst into golden powder, pouring Tang Feifan on the right side.
Chapter completed!