At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The door of the villa was chopped open by a knife from the outside, and Ming Hou, wearing a red suit, appeared outside the gate with a golden giant knife in his hand. "Who is it?" The dozen disciples guarding the gate rushed forward immediately, and they all drew their weapons from their waists, ready to take down the intruder. But when they saw the man outside the door clearly, they all froze in place. "Ming... Senior Brother Ming?" Looking at the familiar faces, Ming Hou's heart sank. But when the hellish scene flashed through his mind, he pointed the giant blade at the gate of the villa, raised all his energy, and roared: "Tianquan boy! Come out quickly and die!"

The deafening sound spread throughout the Tianquan Villa, and the disciples and elders in the villa all changed their faces after hearing it.

Inside the gate, a slightly older disciple stepped forward and said angrily: "Ming Hou! What do you mean!"

Seeing Ming Hou's unfriendly look, his face changed slightly, and a trace of imperceptible shock flashed in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Ming Hou's mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold expression.

"Who is so rude?" Suddenly a majestic voice sounded.

Then an old man in a purple robe with white hair and a childlike face appeared at the gate, and his eyes looked at Ming Hou coldly.

"Disciple, is this how Master taught you to be so rebellious?" Tianquan's eyes condensed slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the man in front of him, Ming Hou could no longer hold his temper and swung his huge blade to chop him horizontally.

Tianquan's face changed drastically. He never expected that the other party would attack so rashly.

He quickly swung his sword to fight back. With a "clang" sound, he and Ming Hou each took a few steps back.

Ming Hou's face showed shock, but Tianquan old man was not hurt at all. Instead, there was a white knife mark on the other party's chest that hurt the skin.

Tianquan old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart sank, and he looked at Ming Hou who was full of anger, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be...

A group of disciples of Tianquan Villa protected Tianquan old man and pointed at Ming Hou and cursed.

"Ming Hou! The owner of the manor has raised you for many years, is this how you treat your mentor?"

"You ungrateful ungrateful bastard! The owner of the manor said before that you are the pride of our Tianquan Villa, but I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless person."

"The owner of the manor has been very kind to you and has treated you like his own son since you were a child, but today you are trying to assassinate our master."

"If you dare to hurt the owner of the manor today, we will fight you to the end even if we risk our lives!"

...

The disciples shouted loudly, their emotions were so intense that they wanted to tear Ming Hou into pieces immediately.

Listening to the abuse of many disciples of Tianquan Villa, Ming Hou's face turned pale.

Tianquan's face changed from cloudy to bright, he glanced at Ming Hou, and then at the other disciples.

Then, he said with a sad face and a look of deep sorrow: "Ming Hou, you finally found out something, which led you to point the butcher knife in your hand at your master."

Ming Hou's right fist holding the golden giant knife was exposed with blue veins, and the bones made a creaking sound.

Thirteen years! He was deceived for thirteen years!

He was obviously the real murderer who killed his parents, but he pretended to be a mentor and deceived him.

Every night in these thirteen years, he could dream of seeing his parents die tragically with his own eyes, dreaming of blood flowing down the corpses in Wangyi Tower, and dreaming of the wailing and screaming of his disciples.

The picture made people feel terrified, as if they were in the Shura field and helpless.

And the culprit was always the image of a shadow, slaughtering his closest people over and over again for a full four thousand seven hundred and forty-five days.

Until today, he finally woke up!

"Hahaha!" Ming Hou suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, and the laughter was filled with sorrow and anger.

Memories flooded into my heart at this moment, like passing clouds and smoke, confusing my eyes and mind.

"Mom, when can I be as powerful as Dad?"

"Haha, just eat more food cooked by Mom."

"Really, Mom?"

"Really, your dad is a puppy."

"Mom, Dad just beat me, you see my butt is red."

"Humph! Dare to beat my baby son, look at Mom to vent your anger."

"Ming'er, be good, Mom will play a game with you, you must hide here and don't make a sound, okay?"

"Ming'er... Mom... Mom may not be able to accompany you in the future... Mom really wants... really wants to accompany Ming'er forever

Go down..."

...

For a moment, Ming Hou had no expression on his face, but a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye.

It was a heart-wrenching feeling. The lost family affection deeply hurt his heart like a deadly dart.

And the murderer who took his mother's life was standing in front of him.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "This is my past..."

For a moment, Ming Hou's mind was filled with killing and revenge, and the hatred almost drowned him.

His body trembled involuntarily, and the golden giant knife in his hand trembled uncontrollably.

When the disciples of Tianquan Villa saw Ming Hou like this, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts. They all took two steps back.

Seeing him like this, Elder Tianquan was finally sure.

The other party knew the truth of the year!

Although he was full of doubts, now was not the time to worry about it.

While Elder Tianquan was thinking about countermeasures, the giant blade of the Dark Lord had already swung towards him.

At this moment, Elder Tianquan's face suddenly changed, and he quickly jumped back to avoid this powerful blow.

Boom!

The golden blade slashed fiercely on the ground, and the hard marble was instantly smashed into pieces.

Although Elder Tianquan dodged this blow, he was also blown away by the aftermath.

He covered his chest and suddenly spit out blood, his face became a little paler.

"What a domineering power! "Old Tianquan looked at Minghou in horror, and was extremely shocked.

If he had known this, he should not have spared his life.

The disciples and elders of Tianquan Villa felt nervous and rushed forward to protect their owner.

Minghou swung his knife fiercely, and a gully was cut on the ground.

"Today, those who leave Tianquan Villa."

"You can live!"

"Otherwise..."

"All of you will die!"

Minghou's words revealed a sense of hostility, which made everyone shudder.

"You..." A disciple of Tianquan Villa was furious and was about to rush up to fight Minghou to the death.

But before he finished speaking, Minghou's eyes fell on him.

A strong sense of oppression came over him, frightening the disciple so much that he trembled all over, and his feet softened and he almost fell to the ground.

"Stop him quickly, he has been possessed by the devil! We must not let him go out to harm innocent people. "Old Man Tianquan roared.