On the surface, Jia Chunqiu regarded Ling Han as his own, but who knew that Ling Han was just a murderous weapon in Jia Chunqiu's eyes!

Although he has been trained by the devil since he was a child, he has become cold-blooded and ruthless when he grows up, and he kills people like numb. But these hatreds are not enough to erase Jia Chunqiu's nurturing grace for him.

The reason why Ling Han hated Jia Chunqiu to the bone was because Jia Chunqiu had made Ling Han bear the enmity of more than 20 years!

Ling Han vaguely remembered that his parents were just ordinary businessmen. However, the family is harmonious, but it is also very happy.

But the appearance of Jia Chunqiu completely changed Ling Han's life.

At that time, Ling Han was only two and a half years old, and in order to seize the Ling family's business, Jia Chunqiu led people to break into the Ling family in the middle of the night during the rainstorm. Father, mother, sister, eldest brother, and second brother all died under Jia Chunqiu's knife.

Ling Han was hidden in the closet by his mother and witnessed the whole thing. But he didn't cry, just stared at the man with the knife, Jia Chunqiu!

Ling Han swore that he would definitely let Jia Chunqiu pay for his blood debts!

Who wanted to hide in the closet Ling Han, even if he didn't make the slightest sound, he was still discovered by Jia Chunqiu.

Jia Chunqiu is ruthless, so he naturally wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

However, Ling Han didn't cry or make trouble, and there was murder in his eyes, which attracted Jia Chunqiu's attention.

"Are you afraid?"

Ling Han shook his head.

"Who are they?"

Ling Han shook his head.

"Who am I?"

Ling Han shook his head again!

Ling Han's expression made Jia Chunqiu think that this was either a fool, or at this age, he didn't understand anything.

"Do you dare to come with me?"

Ling Han didn't shake his head, he nodded!

So, Jia Chunqiu took Ling Han away. Jia Chunqiu didn't know that Ling Han at that time had already planted the seeds of hatred in his heart. Ling Han wants revenge, but if he wants revenge, how can he do it with just one face? That's why Ling Han nodded.

In this way, more than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye. Ling Han is no longer the young child who can't change the fate of his family or his own fate. He has become an invincible powerhouse, and on a long sword, I don't know how many people's blood has been stained and how many souls have fallen.

Among these dead souls, there are bad people and good people. Once upon a time, Ling Han hated himself. But for the sake of revenge, he would rather fall into deep pain himself, and it doesn't matter.

Of course, over the years, Ling Han had countless opportunities to quietly take Jia Chunqiu's life.

Since there is this opportunity, why is Jia Chunqiu still alive?

Because Ling Han found that killing Jia Chunqiu was far from enough to relieve his anger. Wouldn't it be better to let Jia Chunqiu live better than die and be tortured slowly?

Originally, Jia Chunqiu had five sons, but now only Jia Yikun is left, where did the other four sons go? In the eyes of others, it was a bizarre death, but who would have thought that it was all Ling Han's doing?

Every time Jia Chunqiu lost his son and was in pain, it was when Ling Han was the happiest.

It's just, haven't been so happy in a long time?

"Since you are determined to give Jia Chunqiu a good time, it is better to let him die again before he is happy!" Ling Han stood at the gate of Jiafu, smiling hideously.

Sou!

Ling Han could have walked in openly, but he didn't. Instead, it turned into a glimpse and quietly crept in.

Under the cold moonlight, the flying black shadow was murderous, but it was also physically and mentally exhausted.

Ling Han is tired, who is it, every day in the face of his own enemies, he will be so tired that he can't breathe.

But this kind of day will soon be over!

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Although Jia Yikun is also a gentleman who does not learn or know, he has a little benefit, and he never goes out to drink flower wine at night.

At the beginning, it wasn't that Jia Yikun didn't want to, it was his father's order! It was difficult to disobey his father's fate, so gradually Jia Yikun got used to it.

Besides, as time went by, Jia Yikun also understood his father's hard work.

All four brothers died mysteriously, was it an accident? It's clearly a death!

Until now, the murderer has not been found. Who can say for sure whether the other party will target him again?

My father is getting older, and he definitely doesn't want to end up here, so he will discipline him strictly.

"I will definitely be able to find the murderer, and I will definitely be able to avenge my brothers!"

Every time he saw his father lonely, Jia Yikun would swear like this.

But day after day, year after year, there is not even a trace of it.

Today is the third brother's death day, and Jia Chunqiu drank too much again. Under Jia Yikun's care, after Jia Chunqiu fell asleep, Jia Yikun returned to his room and was not interested in doing anything. In the end, the kitchen brought wine and food, and drank it alone in the room.

When Jia Yikun was drunk, he couldn't sit steadily, and the image in front of him was even more blurry. Faintly, I saw a person sitting opposite. Who's that? Jia Yikun couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the other party was laughing.

"Bastard! Yes...... What's so funny! Jia Yikun scolded.

"You're funny!"

"You...... How dare you laugh at me? Okay, who are you, report your name, and see that I don't destroy your whole family! When Jia Yikun said these words, if he was awake, he would definitely feel that a strong breath of death was spreading.

But Jia Yikun was drunk and didn't know anything.

"I am your enemy, I killed your four brothers, and then I will kill you and kill your father!"

"Haha!" Jia Yikun laughed loudly, and suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly. He seemed to be awake, but when he just saw who the other party was, the long sword in the other party's hand had already pierced his chest. "You...... It's you?! ”

"You should have thought it was me!"

Laugh at!

The sword was drawn, and a stream of blood spurted out. Immediately after that, a cold light flashed, and Jia Yikun's head, like a leather ball, rolled out on the wooden floor.

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Today is the memorial day of Jia Chunqiu's third son, not only today, but there are three other days every year, Jia Chunqiu will be drunk without exception, and today is the same.

Jia Chunqiu fell asleep, but when it came to the third watch, he had a terrible dream. In the dream, it was raining heavily, and he was hunted down, cut by a thousand knives, and flayed alive......

"Whew!" Jia Chunqiu woke up from the nightmare and found that it was just a dream, gasping for air.

Tick tick!

Is it really raining?

But this is in the room, how can there be rain?

Jia Chunqiu touched it with his hand, but his hand was stained with blood. When I looked up, I saw a bloody human head.

"Ahh Jia Chunqiu's cry pierced the night.

There was fright in the cry, but more resentment and bitterness, for this was the head of his son, his last son!

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