Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

4320 Born-19 Oct 1960 (1)

Zhao Lin's tone was actually calm, and his speed was not fast.

However, every word he said was so thrilling and loud.

In his narrative of Xu Xuji, Huang Lili seems to see the tragedy that happened to the Phoenix family 100,000 years ago.

The friend who once trusted the most suddenly waved his sword for his own benefit.

The once peaceful and peaceful home was destroyed, the people were slaughtered and even brutally abused ...

The friendship accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years is instantly broken, and the entire Phoenix family has paid an unbearable price for this ...

The history of 100,000 years is too long.

The phoenixes now living in Qifeng Canyon once experienced the dark night, and I am afraid that there is only one left.

Zhao Lin not only witnessed this and protected his brother running away, but also saw his brother was killed, leaving only the spiritual body.

It's hard to imagine how Huanghuang Li feels.

If it was her, I'm afraid I can't bear it at the time. I must fight to avenge the enemy. Even if I can't kill the top masters of the enemy forces, I will kill those ordinary people and let them pay for their blood!

From this perspective, Zhao Lin's attempt to kill her is quite normal.

There was no expression on Zhao Lin's face, only the increasingly cold eyes reflected the hatred in his heart.

His gaze swept from Huang Yanli's face and continued: "My father, Zhaohua, was the patriarch of the Phoenix family at the time, he blocked the enemy and let me take my brother to escape. I watched my parents die In front of me ... But I don't have time to cry because my brother is still so young, I must protect him ... "

"However, in the end, I couldn't even protect Zhaohua. Although I barely kept his spirit and sealed him in the Heavenly Phoenix Crest, I was also seriously wounded by the elders of the Holy Phoenix tribe, Tianhuang The shards were also lost. "

"Hundreds of thousands of years, dreaming back at midnight, the nightmare of that night often wakes me up ..."

Huang Yan was silent.

She didn't even know what to say.

The predecessors of the Shenghuang tribe did indeed do a terrible wrong, and there was no room for excuse.

"Wow," Xiao Wangcai wailed and burst into Zhao Lin's arms.

"Brother ... wow, I remember! That night was so dark, it was scary ... so much blood ... wow ..."

Hearing Zhao Lin's narrative, the dim details in Xiao Wangcai's mind became clear a little bit.

The suffocating darkness and fear at that time also returned to his memory.

For a moment, he seemed to be back to the little Phoenix cub hiding in his brother's arms and shaking.

Zhao Lin hugged Xiao Wangcai tightly, his eyes were full of pain.

Xiao Wangcai even burst into tears.

Fenghuang Li frowned slightly without making a noise.

Li Moying knew that her mood was complicated and reached out, holding her fair little hand in the palm.

The man's scorching body temperature calmed down Huang Yeli, and the body leaned in the direction of Li Moying involuntarily.

After a little while, the crying Xiaowangcai gradually became calmer.

However, he still dragged his brother's sleeve and kept pulling.

"It's terrible ... the father and mother and the people have died terribly ... wow ... wow!"

Zhao Lin touched his little head, and a gleam of coldness flashed under his eyes. "In order to avenge the people, Huang Lili ... must die!"

(End of this chapter)