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062 Night Tide's Sorrow 1

"Qing Yuexiao?"

‘Qing Yuexiao’, the third ranked member of the Shenwei Weapon Gang, appeared? Little Fox asked in surprise.

"Well...! The top five weapons on the ranking list, except for the Destiny Sword that the world has long known is in the hands of 'Mr. Biyue', the other treasures are missing. They were only obtained by the Xiaotu family by chance, but

Suffering the calamity of annihilation...!"

Ye Xi, whose original name is Qu Yan, lives in the Northern Yan Kingdom. His family has a great business and is a scholarly family. The Qu Mansion is also well-known in the Northern Yan Kingdom. He likes to collect various musical instruments and holds exhibitions. He accidentally gets Qing Yuexiao.

, but they didn’t know that it was a treasure on the list, and it was discovered in an exhibition, thus causing death...

There were 206 lives lost in the whole mansion, and except for Da Ye Xi, no one survived.

Just because Ye Xi was sent away by the family owner desperately, Gui Yi rescued her.

Listening to Gui Yi's narration, the horror in Xiao Hu's heart reached its peak. Did he actually sacrifice so many lives for Yi Xiao?

Even the little fox who killed people like eating them in his previous life couldn't help but shudder. The method was too cruel...

At this time, Ye Xi's face was pale and his lips were trembling, as if he had recalled the nightmare scene. The load in his heart had reached its peak, and his black hole-like eyes were stained with a layer of bloodthirsty red, which was shocking and terrifying...

A kind that wants to explode the limit of nightmares. Ye Xi's clenched teeth revealed bright red blood, and his eyes stared blankly at a focus. For three years, he still remembered the tragedy when the family was wiped out. The broken limbs and remains were everywhere.

The severed head, the eyes widened with fear, the sister’s cry for help, the mother’s cry, the servant’s scream, and the fearful cry of the infant brother, every day is like a curse.

Wandering in my mind...

Home, destroyed overnight...

He was only nine years old at that time, and witnessed a bloody drama with his own eyes. In the studio on the wall, he saw in horror those men in black slaughtering people like Shura. He didn't know who they were, but he only remembered the wrists of each of them.

They all have a black skull, until they keep searching for a 'green' Xiao that was hidden in his arms by their father...

Now three years have passed, and when I mention it again, the picture is as clear as yesterday.



Guiyi looked at Ye Xi's changes, and his withered hands trembled slightly. He had been hiding in Tibet for three years, and he never dared to mention what happened that day. But if this child keeps holding on like this, he will be killed by himself if he is not killed by others.

, no one interrupted him, watching him re-experience the pain of that night, choosing between collapse and strength...

Xiaohu's eyes followed every change on Ye Xi's face. Do you want to give up on yourself, or stand up - take revenge?

This is the key to her taking him in...

Pain, fear, helplessness, despair, crying, struggle, hatred, cruelty, bloodlust...

This was a series of changes in Ye Xi's eyes. Xiaohu watched quietly. Finally, Ye Xi's eyes slowly regained focus. They were still as deep as black holes, but there seemed to be an extra layer of hatred inside.

Surrounded by flames, there is no escape, pure belief in revenge...

"Is it okay?"


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