Ice King

0Han Ling and Hong Yan were both naked. When they were hit by the wine pot, Han Ling subconsciously tried to intercept it. However, the wine pot was smashed into pieces and smashed onto Han Ling's head. Blood immediately flowed out from his forehead.    

    

"Ah!    

    

The moment she saw the blood, Hong Yan's eyes went wide open as she screamed. Her vision turned black and she fainted on the spot, naked.    

    

"Father... Son knows the wrong thing, father. "Father …"    

    

Han Ling's face immediately turned red. He couldn't care less about the blood on his forehead as his entire body trembled. His legs gave way and he knelt down. Although his words were pleasant to hear, he didn't have the guts to do so. It was just a joke. After all, he was known for his cowardice within the Han Family.    

    

Now. Hong Yan's relationship with him was captured by his father, and he knew that he was finished. Perhaps he would be killed on the spot by his father.    

    

Looking at his son who was kneeling on the floor, he started kowtowing nonstop. Han Wei's heart clenched in pain. Right, very sad. For the sake of his son, he was willing to cripple his own hand to kill Ye Feii, but... However, he didn't expect that all of this was planned by Han Ling. His adultery with Hong Yan was slightly witnessed and then silenced. Then, he made the first move to wrongly accuse Ye Feii.    

    

But now … But now, his father's hands had been crippled, and he was about to drive the Patriarch's table off. His son, who had always doted on him, had actually started to secretly make a move, preparing to use Han Family to drive him out like Ye Feii.    

    

Han Wei couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. All this is retribution. He now truly understood the taste of retribution. What was the purpose of all that he had done? Wasn't it all for his two sons? The eldest son was unconscious, as if he was a dead man. Everything in his family depended on Han Ling, which was why he agreed to protect Han Ling.    

    

But now, this beast had actually done such an outrageous thing?    

    

If Han Ling was the only one who liked Hong Yan, Han Wei wouldn't care about her. She was just a woman. It was fine to give it to Han Ling, but Han Ling's words had completely broken his heart. He never thought that Han Ling would make a move against him, even using the same method as Ye Feii.    

    

"Bastard, I'll beat you to death!"    

    

Anger boiled in his heart. Han Wei slapped Han Ling and his body was lifted up.    

    

Han Ling seemed to be unable to feel the pain and got up from the ground. Then, he continuously kowtowed and begged for mercy.    

    

Looking at this unreliable son of his, Han Wei knew that this guy was hopeless.    

    

"Father, don't kill me, I'm your son! If you kill me too, who would be the next to inherit the Han Family for the next generation? Don't you want a grandson? Father, I beg of you … "    

    

Han Ling kneeled on the ground and slowly retreated. His face was red from fright, but he continued to beg with an apologetic smile.    

    

Han Wei was indeed shocked by these words. Whether his eldest son could wake up or not was one thing. If he killed his second son, then his family would be completely annihilated.    

    

However, Han Ling's actions had completely broken his heart.    

    

"You beast, you still have the face to say such words. You like women, don't you? If you like, tell your father to give it to you. But you. But you want to kill your father? Haha! In order to save you from the clutches of this little bastard, your father has already lost an arm. The Head Elder and the Fourth Elder were both killed. Just to protect you, but. You. [But you, you bastard, actually did such a thing? You want to kill your father because your father is trash? "Haha!"    

    

Han Wei threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was very miserable and painful. Yes, this is retribution, retribution. Han Wei also felt the desolation and discomfort in his heart.    

    

"Father, I beg of you, your son is just speaking, he doesn't want to kill you!" I beg you, don't come on me, don't … " Han Ling trembled as he continuously kowtowed. A few days ago, he was still holding that fear in his heart, and now, he felt it again.    

    

"Will the old fellow kill me? Will it? No, I can't die, I'm too young, I can't die …. "I'd rather die than let him die …" Han Ling's heart trembled as he slowly retreated while kneeling on the ground. However, he suddenly moved. His leg touched a sharp bamboo pole. The moment his originally gloomy and fearful expression touched the bamboo pole, a cruel look immediately flashed across his face.    

    

Han Wei shook his head in pain. Previously, he had always wanted to kill Ye Feii due to making things difficult for him. It was because Ye Feii was too outstanding. He could not tolerate a bastard growing up in his home and even obtained the position of the family head. He was even threatening his two biological sons, so he had to get rid of him.    

    

However... Today, after seeing his beloved son, Han Wei's heart was in so much pain. He cared for him so much, yet he actually did something that let him down.    

    

"Animal, beast!" What's the use of a beast like you staying in this world? " Seeing Han Ling come over to hug his thigh, Han Wei swung his leg and kicked towards Han Ling.    

    

But at the same time, Han Wei kicked out. Han Ling's eyes were filled with killing intent. He quickly reached out his hand towards the bamboo pole, and used Han Wei to kick it. The sharp end fiercely pierced towards Han Wei's Dantian.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

The end of the bamboo pole was rather thick, but it was very sharp. Even though he was not prepared at all for a single strike from the Profound Scholar. It could also be directly pierced through.    

    

Of course, Han Wei never thought that Han Ling would be so ruthless. After all, no matter what, he was Han Ling's father.    

    

"You … "You …"    

    

His dantian was destroyed, and his Profound Qi scattered in all directions. Han Wei was directly crippled, becoming a true trash. However, the thick bamboo pole stabbed into his Dantian, causing blood to flow out from within.    

    

Han Wei was completely dumbfounded. He never thought that Han Ling would actually do such a thing.    

    

Seeing the blood trickling down his body, he no longer had any strength left in him. Han Wei widened his eyes as he looked at Han Ling in disbelief. His hands were trembling as he pointed at Han Ling.    

    

At this moment, Han Ling's entire body was covered in blood. His terrified face had disappeared and his eyes were filled with cruelty.    

    

"Father, you forced me to do this. I know that if I don't kill you, you will. Rather than letting me die, I might as well let a trash like you die … "    

    

Han Ling pulled out the bamboo pole and stabbed it into Han Wei's neck.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

Blood flew everywhere, spraying all over Han Ling's body. When he saw his father's wide-open eyes, which were still filled with disbelief, he laid down. Han Ling's hand finally trembled and the bamboo stick left his hand. His entire body fell to the ground, trembling.    

    

"Father, you … Don't blame me, my son. Forgive your son! "    

    

Han Ling finally couldn't hold it in anymore and started crying.    

    

Very quickly, the news spread across the entire Han Family.    

    

The Patriarch of Han Family was killed, and the person who killed him was Ye Feii. Ye Feii had sneaked into the Han Family and tried to kill Han Ling, but he was hit by Han Wei. However, because Han Wei lost an arm, he was defeated and was stabbed to death by Ye Feii.    

    

Even though killing Han Wei with such hatred was normal. However, many people felt cruel towards Ye Feii's methods. No matter how wrong they were, Ye Feii was still his father, right? How could such a beast have done such a malicious thing?    

    

It could be said that Han Wei had died.    

    

This kind of shameful event had completely broken the situation of Han Family. They were all panic-stricken. If the person who killed the Patriarch today was the Patriarch, then who would he kill tomorrow? Who would he kill the day after tomorrow? As for those elders who offended Ye Feii, and even those who slightly injured him, they had made the right decision to leave their families and return home.    

    

A good night's worth of Han Family had killed the Patriarch. Countless elders had left, and each and every one of the servants had returned. The entire Han Family had completely fallen into silence. At this moment, the disciples of the clan that were fighting for the Patriarch's seat also quieted down. They seemed to be able to sense that whoever ascended to the position of Patriarch, would receive that sort of frenzied revenge.    

    

However, some of the elders from the Han Family also faintly felt that this matter was serious. If this continued, then the Han Family would be divided up before Ye Feii even appears. Therefore, their only goal was to kill Ye Feii, hire a large number of assassins to kill Ye Feii, and even spread the news of Ye Feii murdering his father throughout the world …    

    

However, there were two people who took all of this seriously. One was Han Ling, and the other was Tian Xinzi.    

    

The earth had already begun to recover, and the trees that had been hidden in the cold for many years were slowly sprouting. Under the warm rays of the sun, the fresh taste of flowers, plants, and trees filled the air. The long and vast forest was moist and warm under the warm rays of the sun, but it was still somewhat chilly.    

    

"Da Da Da!"    

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The sound of the wheels of a carriage broke the tranquility of the forest. The chirping birds slowly flew up into the sky.    

    

In the quiet forest, a simple carriage slowly drove by. The coachman was a middle-aged man in his fifties, drinking wine as he drove the carriage. Around the carriage, there were a total of a dozen people, each of them carrying their own weapons, dressed like warriors, carefully moving forward with their guards by the side of the carriage.    

    

At the very back of the carriage, there was a man wearing a black robe and carrying a guqin on his back. This man had a thick beard, but from his face, it was clear that he was very young. What was even more eye-catching was that this person had a head of white hair and bloodshot eyes. As he walked, he was even holding a wine jug and drinking wine. He was coughing as he left, like a white-haired old man.    

    

However... No one paid any attention to him. Everyone knew that this white-haired youngster had a weird temper. Even if you joked around with him, he wouldn't pay any attention to you.    

    

"Young Master, Young Miss. It's going to rain soon, let's find a place to rest! "    

    

The old man who was driving the carriage suddenly put down his wine pot and looked towards the sky as he spoke with an ancient voice.    

    

At this moment, the dusky sky seemed to be nurtured by something. Dark clouds covered the sky and a heavy rain was about to fall.