Chapter 16 Hatred

At this time, Shaoqiu stared at his parents, but his heart gradually cooled down. Shaoqiu's father had completely become a stranger, and the pain on his face had disappeared. His rickeose body suddenly expanded, and a brown jagged bone whip appeared in his hand, and his whole body was full of murderousness. Shaoqiu's mother also seemed to be more than ten years younger. Her originally turbid eyes were shining, and there was a faint sense of charm. She had a snow-white bow and arrow in her hand, and three sharp arrows were already on the string!

Shaoqiu was full of fear. He slowly retreated and was full of panic: "Dad, mother, why is this! You...are you going to kill me? Don't you know me? I'm Shaoqiu!"

Tears flowed on his face, but he couldn't recover his parents' determination. Shaoqiu's mother's arm, which clenched the bow and arrow, shook and did not tremble. It's just that Ai Sang's cry came from afar, bringing him a sense of familiarity.

"Shaoqiu, I'm sorry to let you call your father for 16 years. I'm very ashamed." Shaoqiu's father sighed helplessly, "If there is a choice, I would rather be with you for the rest of my life, be filial to my father and son, and share the joy of family. It's a pity... make fun of people, make fun of people!"

Shaoqiu cried and knelt on the ground: "Dad, why is this? If you want to kill me, my son doesn't dare to fight back. Just do it! But you have to make your son understand why! You have raised me for 16 years. Up to now, I have grown up slowly, but you and your mother are gradually getting old. My son once thought of being a hero, fighting in the battlefield, and fighting for an immortal reputation. But because of you, I want to be an ordinary fisherman. I don't go anywhere on Kongsang Island. I go to sea every day to fish and make fish soup for you. , to support your two elders for the first year. Did I really do something wrong to make you two have the heart to kill my only son?

Shaoqiu's father's face was full of tears, and Shaoqiu's mother's bow-holding arm gradually trembled. She sighed, lowered her bow and arrow, and choked, "Shaoqiu, you are a good child. If I can really have a son like you, it's really the greatest happiness in my life. It's a pity... It's a pity... Everything is fake! We have been acting for 16 years, and now it will finally come to an end.

"Fake?" Shaoqiu was stunned.

"That's right, it's fake!" Wu Xie sneered, "The warmth of your family is fake, your friendship with your partners is fake, your affection with your parents is fake, your love with Essen is also fake, and even this empty mulberry tribe is fake! Everything in front of you is virtual. Hey hey, our six masters, five or six hundred people, have played games on this desert island with you for 16 years. Even if you die, it's enough.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, which completely shocked Shaoqiu. How could he be fine and suddenly turned it all fake? He was extremely scared, trembling all over, sweating like pulp, and his eyes slowly glanced at the familiar people. His loving parents helped each other with each other, and his kindness and kindness were actually fake? His best friend Sang Mingyu, his lover Ai Sang, the king Ai Rongwei, the respected Wu Wu Xie, the teenagers who bullied him all day long... Are all this fake? Why on earth is this?

"Soqiu, I'm sorry!" Ai Sang in the distance cried and shouted at him, "I... my heart... is not--" Before she finished speaking, she was dragged to the distance by her brothers.

Sang Mingyu on one side smiled bitterly: "Shaoqiu, I'm really sorry. I've been with you for such a long time, but I'm really... really helpless. I can't disobey the strict orders of the clan. But you know, it's true that you and I really have heart to heart.

"Why on earth is this? Ming Yu!" Shaoqiu pleaded.

"Hey hey," Wu Xie said coldly, "You'd better go to the yellow spring and be a confused ghost!" Kill--"

Shaoqiu opened his confused eyes and saw countless blades slashing at him, fierce, fierce and cold. Those people holding the blades were full of bloodthirsty madness, as if to crush him.

"Ah--" Shaoqiu was angry in his chest, and the golden elixir in the center of his lungs rotated violently. He roared and punched the blades, laughing crazily as he fought: "You kill it! Kill it!"

"Pang." The fist hit a spear, and the hard mulberry spear rod smashed. He punched the man holding the spear more than ten feet away with a strong punch, and his chest was broken. That's the fifth brother of Asan, a famous warrior in the clan.

He didn't know what was going on. Wherever his arms and fists went, the bone blades and spears were broken one after another, and even the huge stone hammer was smashed. As for the human body, it was even more vulnerable. When it touched, the bone was broken and the limbs flew across. But he also had countless wounds on his body. Blood surged like a spring, and his whole body became a bloody man.

A familiar figure shook in front of him. It was Xu Di. He stabbed Shaoqiu's abdomen fiercely with a fish bone blade. Shaoqiu roared and punched him in the face. The awe-in punching wind forced him to open his eyes, and his whole body was stunned. Shaoqiu sighed, grabbed his collar and threw him out from afar. At this moment alone, my body was hurt again.

"All retreat!" Ai Rongwei suddenly shouted that he could not tolerate such a large number of casualties from ordinary people and ordered everyone to retreat 30 feet.

The warriors retreated sadly and indignantly, and robbed the swords and corpses from the ground. In a moment, Shaoqiu actually killed more than 20 people, and he was extremely familiar with everyone's faces. As soon as everyone retreated, he also went to the ground and couldn't help vomiting. Killing people is by no means so comfortable, especially your own people and relatives.

"Shaoqiu," Ai Rongwei sighed, "This is the end of the matter, and I have nothing to say. You and I will die under the sword! The sword comes--"

One of his sons silently held a bronze sword. In this era, there has been no scabbard. Usually, metal swords are wrapped in animal skin. Ai Rongwei took the bronze sword and shook the sword body. In the buzzing, the wrapped animal skin broke one after another, and the sharp sword suddenly appeared. It was more than four feet long and more than a palm wide. It turned out to be a huge sword weighing 100 catties.

Shaoqiu didn't look at the huge sword, but just stared at Ai Rongwei sadly and muttered, "Your Majesty, no matter what happens, no matter who lives and who dies, Shaoqiu will never forget the love he has taken care of for the past 16 years!" After saying that, he wiped the blood stains and tears from the corners of his eyes and said lightly, "Let's do it!"

Ai Rongwei nodded, the huge sword crossed, shouted loudly, and the huge sword body pushed horizontally. Shaoqiu didn't know any fighting skills at all. He was so stupid that he didn't know how to hide. When the sword body was pushed, he tried his best to avoid it. Suddenly, he fell to the ground. Ai Rong's dangerous giant sword stood up and split like lightning. Shaoqiu could not hide. With a click, the giant sword split into his shoulder, and blood surged.