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Chapter 663 Painful Memories(2/2)

"How dare you forget Hu with such deep hatred!"

Hu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth coldly and said, his eyes full of resentment.

Lin Yu seemed to guess something from Hu Qingfeng's expression, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Hu, you mean... what kind of hatred do you have with this Sword Master Alliance...?!"

"Brother He, you are not an outsider, and Hu will not hide anything from you!"

Hu Qingfeng turned his head and said to Lin Yu, "Although Hu's surname is Hu and he claims to be a descendant of Hu Busi, the master of painting, there is no blood relationship between me and Hu Busi!"

"No blood relationship?!"

Lin Yu was slightly startled, a little confused. Since there was no blood relationship at all, how could the Hu family's "Brilliant Painting" skill be passed on to him?!

"Yes, my father is indeed Hu Busi's biological grandson, but I am not my father's biological son, but his adopted son in his later years!"

Hu Qingfeng's face turned sad, his eyes suddenly full of wind and frost, and he showed off his cards to Lin Yu, "Although we are not biological father and son, we are better than biological father and son. My father saw that I was extremely talented and a child could be taught, so he had no reservations about it."

My great-grandfather Hu Busi taught me the wonderful painting techniques and mystical skills passed down to me!"

When he was talking, he thought of those warm scenes before, and felt like his heart was being cut by a knife!

Lin Yu nodded solemnly. He really didn't expect that Hu Qingfeng was not a real descendant of the Hu family!

"This wonderful painting technique and mystical skills can be said to be the heirloom of our Hu family, but... it was precisely because of this heirloom that my father and my mother... took their own lives...

…”

Hu Qingfeng suddenly choked up while speaking, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes turned red.

This tough man in his thirties was not afraid of swords and guns, but he was instantly defeated by the old memories and had tears in his eyes.

When Lin Yu and others saw his expression, they instantly became quiet and couldn't bear to disturb him.

"Brother He, to tell you the truth, those who killed my parents back then were these little devils from the Sword Master Alliance!"

Hu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, with great hatred bursting out of his eyes. He squeezed the almost shattered wine glass in his hand again, not caring about the pain in his hand, and said in a hateful voice, "They were looking for my father back then.

My father swore not to teach them this wonderful painting technique and mystical skills, but my mother was worried about my father's safety and gave them the few remaining books of mystical skills... But... But...

…”

At this point, Hu Qingfeng's voice choked up again, his face was extremely sad, and the tears in his eyes became more abundant. He raised his head hard to prevent the tears from rolling out.

"They still killed my uncle and aunt later, right?"

Lin Yu looked heavy and said softly. As a person who has experienced life and death, he can understand Hu Qingfeng's pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

"These inhuman beasts!"

Hu Qingfeng shouted angrily and slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table. More and more tears accumulated in his eyes, "No one in our Hu family was spared. If I hadn't been beaten by my mother at that time,

I was sent to my aunt’s house for a short stay, I’m afraid I would have died in their hands!”

As he spoke, he could no longer hold back, and tears suddenly rolled out of his eyes.

Bairentu listened to Hu Qingfeng's experience and saw Hu Qingfeng's face full of tears. There was no expression on his face, but a great chill suddenly burst out in his eyes. He pulled out the dagger in his hand and quickly

Throw it in front of Hu Qingfeng.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the dagger suddenly pierced the table in front of Hu Qingfeng. Everyone was so frightened that they couldn't help but tremble and looked at the Hundred People Tu in shock.

"What's the point of crying? Now, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. Do it or not!"
Chapter completed!
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