Free Web NovelChapter 1479: Chapter 141: The First in History_3
It’s not something like the ranking of Human Demons with Zheng Old Third or Li Old Fourth, but a real blood relationship.
They were born of the same mother, connected by blood.
Their father was a scholar in his youth, but he wasn’t good at studying and was expelled after a few years. He turned to business, but everything he did lost money. Later, he became addicted to gambling, losing the family fortune.
Every day he lay on the gambling table, and when he left it, he soaked himself in wine.
Their mother would often leave them uncared for, having affairs outside.
Their father’s family had a strong clan influence locally. After their mother’s affair was exposed, her lover was drowned in a pig cage.
Because both he and Li Shou were still young and needed care, their mother survived.
The clan needed people, and their father also opened his mouth to forgive.
However, although the father said he forgave, it seemed more like he just wanted to keep a long term servant who could provide gambling funds.
Since then, he started abusing his wife and children all day long.
A little dissatisfaction would lead to punches and kicks. He beat the "adulteress," beat the "bastard"—he suspected that Li Shou was the child of the lover.
Their mother couldn’t bear the torment and one morning, after cooking for the brothers, she jumped into the river.
Zheng Fei still remembered they had braised pork that morning, which was as good as a holiday treat. Mother said when they grew up and earned more money, they could eat braised pork every day.
After leaving the door, when she returned, she was wrapped in a straw mat.
As a child, he didn’t know the meaning of death. From then on, the brothers just lived with their father.
The mother’s death was like a stone falling into water, stirring up ripples for a moment, but soon everything returned to normal, with no change.
The father didn’t change; instead, he became more vicious. Sometimes he remembered to bring home a couple of buns, and other times he forgot and let them starve. He often beat the young Li Shou to a pulp.
He would always go to the neighbors to bum food, but later the neighbors would shut their doors when they saw them coming.
He didn’t know whose "seed" Li Shou was; he only knew Li Shou was his younger brother.
He didn’t dare to stop the violent father; all he knew was to cover his brother with his body when he was beaten.
"Hit me, hit me, Father, hit me! I’m not afraid of pain. I’m really not, hahaha!"
He always laughed like this. He remembered his father used to love to see him laugh, said he was chubby and cute, like a meat bun when he smiled.
But his father...
Just ended up hitting both children together.
With fists, with shoe soles, with sticks...
One was the unfilial son, the other a bastard. All were calamities left by that slut to harm others. Otherwise, born with great talent, how could he have ended up drunk in a wine jar, how could he have faced such misfortune?
Until he was nine years old...
He laughed as he stabbed through his father’s throat, and that pair of scissors was handed to him by his brother.
They escaped from that place.
Many years later, he still couldn’t forget his father’s expression at that moment. Was it hatred, pain, poison, or some other ghostly thing?
It always looked at him.
He wasn’t afraid.
He wasn’t afraid of pain, wasn’t afraid of dying, wasn’t afraid of his father, wasn’t afraid of anything.
He still carried their father’s surname Zheng, while his brother took their mother’s surname Li.
How many years had it been?
How many years had this tagalong stuck by his side? They had walked so far together, done so many things together, played for so long...
Zheng Fei didn’t know what his own feelings were at this moment.
He only felt that this really wasn’t fun.
It wasn’t fun at all!
This was the most uncomfortable game of his life.
He hadn’t noticed Yanzi’s gaze, he couldn’t notice it.
Looking at the lifeless Li Shou, he still felt it was a joke.
"Li Old Fourth, pretending... huh huh... pretending to be dead, aren’t you?"
"If he’s pretending to be dead, why don’t you come closer and see for yourself?" Jiang Wang’s voice emerged.
The voice was calm, thereby even more real and powerful.
What he said was a fact.
Zheng Fei then turned his head to look at Jiang Wang standing not far from Li Shou.
Tears suddenly rolled down.
"I want to eat you up!"
He said these terrifying words in a childish, petulant tone. Holding a hatchet, he charged like a wall of flesh.
The surrounding air twisted, sizzling sounds crackled, and a terrifying force was boiling.
He truly cried in sorrow, in grief, crumpling his nose and eyes together.
And Jiang Wang faced him with a sword, expressionless.
There was no sympathy in his heart.
He didn’t care about how deep the feelings were between Zheng Fei and Li Shou, didn’t care what they thought, just like how Zheng Fei and Li Shou had never cared about others’ feelings.
All he knew was that the purest evil should die the most completely.
He wouldn’t go easy, wouldn’t falter.
Life and death lie on a line, he wanted all those Human Demons to be on the side of death!
The sword clashed with the knife, in the chaotic stone valley, it was like the clash of gold and iron, thousands of troops charging.
Jiang Wang’s sword was like autumn water and bright moon, Zheng Fei’s knife was like great rivers.
When the knife and sword collided, it produced the most violent sound.
Jiang Wang, along with his sword, was thrown into the air!
In midair, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
His heart was already shattered, sustained only by the physique of a cultivator, temporarily suppressed by the Tongtian Palace, forcibly maintaining blood flow with Path Origin.
Facing the fully unleashed Zheng Fei, he couldn’t withstand it at all. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
In this direct clash, he was cut and sent flying.
Under the oppressive force, even his muscles trembled slightly.
It was a manifestation of pain, also a way to disperse pressure.
Bit by bit, power flowed back, Jiang Wang constantly reassured himself of his physical condition through the pain.
Five Mansions Sea, Tongtian Palace, muscles and bones...
So far, apart from the fifth Inner Mansion still being explored, the rooms opened inward by the other four Inner Mansions number in the three thousands.
