Fox Demon: Draw Eight Miraculous Skills and Six Library Immortal Thieves at the beginning

The deaths of relatives and friends made this once proud and proud son of heaven completely see the reality.

In front of the real strong, the things he was proud of were simply vulnerable.

His sister died, his brother died, his uncles died, and even his father died.

Apart from Butler Fei, he has nothing now.

Losing so many loved ones in a short period of time is hard for anyone to accept.

Steward Fei was silent for a moment, then continued to pick up the message in his hand and read it to Wang Quan Baye.

In any case, even if King Quan Baye is really completely devastated in this life, he will never leave half a step, and will continue to assist him until his death.

His life does not belong to the royal family, it used to belong to the royal family, but now it belongs to the royal hegemony.

"Master, there's news from the Li family...Huh?"

"The third miss of the Li family, Li Muchen seems to want to contact you, young master, and say..."

Having said this, Steward Fei's tone was a little more hesitant. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Wang Quan Baye's eyes like a puddle of stagnant water, and finally said softly.

"She wants to know about Master Zizai and the cause of Master Quzhuo's death..."

Hearing Zizai and Quzhuo's name, Wang Quan Baye's deep and quiet eyes finally felt a touch of fluctuation.

"And the matter of revenge."

Speaking of revenge, Wang Quan Hegeye finally seemed to have come to his senses, and his eyes focused on the Wang Quan sword in his hand.

Sensing the reaction of King Quan and Hegemony, Steward Fei's eyes lit up, as if he had seen some hope, and there was a little more hope in his eyes.

"revenge?"

"Ha ha..."

Wang Quan Baye let out a mocking laugh.

He slowly raised his head, his once handsome face was now full of haggardness.

Pale face, sunken eye sockets, and unshaven chin, everything makes Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye look like a beggar on the side of the road, extremely destitute.

It is hard to imagine that this extremely decadent young man in front of him could be the young master of the Wang Quan family.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The desolate laughter echoed in the room, and under Steward Fei's worried gaze, King Quan's expression became more and more insane.

"Revenge, what ability do I have to take revenge, what qualifications do I have to take revenge?"

"The last border battle, I deserved to die at that time, but I have survived until now."

"Hahahaha, I should really want to take revenge. I want to find Lin Tian and let him kill me, so that I can go to see Xiao Zui and the others with a clear conscience."

"Master, don't be like this..."

Seeing the state of Wang Quan Baye, Steward Fei felt even more grief in his heart, and was about to step forward to comfort him, when a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, the coldness and tingling pain on his neck, as well as the pair of scarlet eyes in front of him, made Butler Fei's heart sink suddenly.

"It was you, it was you who saved me, if it wasn't for you, why would I have to endure this pain now!"

Wang Quan Baye's eyes were red, deep in those scarlet eyes, he had completely fallen into paranoia and madness at this moment.

The unbearable grief is simply unacceptable.

"Master!"

"Wake up, young master!"

Steward Fei burst into tears when he saw Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye's appearance.

He is not afraid of death, nor does he want to win sympathy, but he feels extremely distressed in the face of today's kingship and hegemony.

As the steward of Wang Quan's family, Steward Fei has no children and grew up watching Wang Quan's hegemony, so he basically treats him as his own child.

How can a parent not feel distressed when he sees his child become like this now.

"Die! Go die for me, as long as they all die, everything will be fine, and I won't think about anything!"

"die..."

Wang Quan Baye couldn't listen to Steward Fei's words at all, and was only immersed in his own madness.

For him, if he had gone to Huangquan with his companions, relatives and friends before, maybe it would not be the case.

Everyone died, and he was the only one who survived.

Not just the mask and others, but all the families of the entire Daomeng...

To survive, this is not only a life but also bears unimaginable pressure.

This pressure, coupled with inner grief and self-blame, is enough to drive people crazy.

Especially in the face of one's own enemy, who is still so powerful, so powerful that it is even difficult for people to arouse the heart of resistance.

The sharp King Quan sword cut a gash in Fei Butler's neck, and bright red blood seeped out, delicate and hot.

"Young master, if the old man's life can free you from this confusion, then what if you let go of this body?"

Steward Fei looked at King Quan Baye with some reluctance, and said in a rustling voice.

Chapter 111 A chance for revenge

After saying that, a flash of determination flashed in Fei Butler's eyes, and he wanted to hit the King Quan sword.

In terms of the sharpness of Wang Quan's sword, such a small movement could easily cut off his head.

Speaking of which, the one who really feels grief in his heart is not only Wang Quanbaye alone.

Compared with Wang Qun Baye, the grief in Fei Steward's heart was only a lot more.

Because the whole matter, if he hadn't become greedy for the Dongfang family's blood, it would never have developed to what it is now.

If it weren't for him, Wang Quanzui wouldn't have died, if it wasn't for him, the major families of the Dao League wouldn't be seriously injured, and if it weren't for him, Wang Quan would not have sacrificed his life.

Everything is because of him.

This kind of self-blame and guilt cannot be easily wiped away with time.

If it wasn't for Wang Quanshouzhuo's entrustment, Steward Fei already had the will to die in his heart.

Now, if he could use his own life to wake up the royal power and hegemony, and he could also be freed at the same time, perhaps this would be the best result.

However, Steward Fei's actions did not arouse any reaction from Wang Quan Hegeye.

Seeing that Steward Fei was about to die here, an ear-piercing roar came from outside the house.

Accompanied by the whistling sound, a blue light directly smashed through the roof and headed towards the Wang Quan sword.

"when!"

There was a clear buzzing sound, Wang Quan Baye suddenly raised his head, his scarlet eyes were full of deep and cold killing intent, and the Wang Quan sword in his hand let out bursts of sword groans.

"It's ridiculous."

"I thought that the Wangquan family, as the first family of the Daoist League, would have some good ideas when they encountered such things, but I never thought that they are killing each other here. How is it different from trash?"

Such sarcasm made the royal hegemony, who was already on the verge of collapse, tear open the most shameful scar in his heart.

Looking at the reputation, the Wang Quan sword in Wang Quan Baye's hand has faintly begun to bloom with a sharp aura.

Even if he is in front of Lin Tian, ​​no matter how unbearable he is, he is not an opponent.

But his strength is still the leader of the younger generation in the entire Daoist League.

Especially after comprehending the meaning of the King Quan Sword and holding the King Quan Sword in hand, the overdrawn life is even more able to display the strength of the Demon King level.

It is definitely not an existence that ordinary people can tease at will.

Then, the voice that spoke just now was not afraid at all, but continued to speak.

"Why, you killed my two elder brothers, and my father, and now you are planning to kill me too, and then completely cut off our Li family?"

Through the roof pierced by the blue light, one can clearly see a figure in a cloak standing in the sky.

A gust of wind blew, the hood swayed slightly, wine red hair appeared in front of Wang Quan Baye's eyes, and that familiar face made Wang Quan Baye's eyes, which were originally filled with murderous intent, recover a little bit The color of clarity.

"Mu Chen..."

The deep voice came from Wang Quan Baye's mouth. Apart from being cold, there was also a bit of bitterness in his tone.

Li Muchen stood in mid-air, looking at the two people in the room, there was no look of fear on his beautiful face because of the power of the king.

Instead, he sneered and continued to speak.

"Didn't you just want to kill me, why don't you do it now?"

"Or, the guilt in your heart makes you dare not do anything at all, and you don't even have the courage to face me?"

The continuous questioning made Wang Quan Baye's hand holding Wang Quan's sword tremble slightly.

Yes.

What Li Muchen said was not nonsense.

She "killed" her two older brothers and her father.

What qualifications and face do you have to face Li Muchen.

This is the last of his two brothers...

Seeing that Li Muchen didn't get any response, his beautiful eyes were full of deep disappointment.

"What am I still expecting? It's just a bunch of high-sighted, self-important trash."

"It's not going to be of any use at all..."

After speaking, Li Muchen turned around and left a word coldly.

"The waste should make a decision earlier. Instead of continuing or wasting resources, it is better to die quickly. Give me your kingly sword to study and study. Maybe there are other opportunities."

"you!"

Hearing this, Steward Fei glared at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen's words were too merciless, and he even wanted to force King Quan to die.