The humble villain

Thinking of this, the anger in Fang Yao's beautiful eyes had almost turned into reality.

"Okay, if you can't figure out some things, then don't think about them."

"It's better for people to live freely."

"By the way, Yao'er, where's my knife?"

"knife....................."

After hearing Fang Ku's words, Fang Yao was stunned for a second.

It took him a while to react, and he took out the rusty door panel from his storage ring.

Yes, it was the one that Lin Fan had used before.

Fang Ku took the door panel and wiped the blade carefully.

The look was as if he was looking at his own child.

Every time he brushed past a gap, a hint of heartache would appear in his eyes.

The battle was so fierce that even a top-grade spiritual weapon was damaged into its current state.

Wufeng, this is the name of the big door panel.

Fang Yao looked at Fang Ku and then handed him a storage ring.

Fang Ku did not refuse. After taking it in his hand, he put the door panel away.

Then he turned around and looked at the big iron rod that had bound him for many years, and stretched out his hand.

The iron rod shrank instantly until it disappeared into his palm.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Take Uncle Thirteen to meet these so-called noble families."

"Uncle Thirteen, the family treated you like this, and you still want to fight for them."

“Is this…really worth it?”

“Hahaha~~~~~~~~~”

"Is it worth it? That's a good question."

"A true man is born between heaven and earth. He should cultivate the noble spirit of heaven and earth and do things that are upright and aboveboard."

"Revenge should be taken, and favor should be repaid."

"I have killed almost all of the people who surrounded and attacked me back then."

"As for the other enemies, I will ask for an explanation from them later."

"What kind of hero is it to embarrass the descendants of the same?"

"Yao'er, you have to understand one thing. This world has both black and white."

“It’s human nature, too.”

"Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and hate: as long as you have these six emotions, you will be burdened by them."

“No one is perfect.”

"Living in such a large family, many emotions will be infinitely weakened."

“The relationship here is too complicated.”

"Some people will fight with you for profit, some will hate you because of your talent, and some will want to kill you for power."

"On the other hand, there will also be people who care about you, respect you, and even protect you in obscurity."

"Even among those who persecuted you, there may have been people who did a lot for you."

"One thing, two things, three things...even ninety-nine things."

"It's just that he changed because of something that happened on a certain day."

"Can you say this kind of person is bad?"

"In a family, everyone is connected by blood, so it's hard to tell right from wrong."

“So we need to set up a scale in our hearts, think for ourselves and judge for ourselves.”

"Maybe for many people, this is not worth doing."

"But in Uncle Thirteen's opinion, this family is worth my fighting for."

"Because I'm fighting, not for those who hate me and despise me."

"It's to protect those who care about me and whom I want to protect."

"Just like you, Yao'er."

"I..............."

Fang Yao knew that Fang Ku was giving her a lesson.

In the past, she hated these sermons the most.

But when Fang Ku said "for example, if you say so", Fang Yao felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her body instantly tensed up.

It's not that I can't believe it, it's just that this matter is too outrageous.

It's so outrageous that you won't care about it at all.

Fang Ku looked at Fang Yao and then smiled slightly.

"Yes, it's you, Yao'er. You are my biological niece!"

"But it's a pity."

"Now that our family is in trouble, your father is still useful."

"It seems that we can't kill him for the time being, but it doesn't matter. It's not a bad idea to beat him up a few more times and kill him after the crisis is over."

"What do you think, Yaoer?"

"If you don't agree, Uncle Thirteen can kill him for you right now."

"........................"

Shocked! Confused! Speechless!

Not Big Brother.

No...it's Uncle Thirteen.

Do we have to make it so abstract? It's like I really want to kill my dad.

"In fact, it wouldn't hurt to let him live a little longer."

“Hahaha~~~~~~~~”

After hearing this, Fang Ku suddenly smiled and stepped out of this space.

Fang Yao just walked behind him. For some reason, Fang Yao always felt that she would feel safe following behind Fang Ku.

Just like father....................

“Hahaha~~~~~~~~~”

"It feels so good to be outside. Grandma feels that the air outside is sweet."

Fang Ku stood on the eighteenth level of purgatory and greedily inhaled the vital energy between heaven and earth.

Fang Xing was about to step forward when he saw this.

Fang Ku grabbed him by the collar and threw him out of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Then he looked at the six serious criminals with a burning gaze and said with a faint smile:

"Long time no see, how are you guys doing?"

Originally, several people were doing nothing, but when they heard the voice, their bodies suddenly stiffened.

They were stunned at first, and then they all looked in Fang Ku's direction.

"Fang......Fang Ku?"

“Is it Fang Ku?”

Even Xiao Yun suddenly stood up and poked the man next to him.

"Old Wang, I'm not mistaken, this is Fang Ku!"

As she spoke, the man next to her had already laughed until tears came out of his eyes.

“Hahaha~~~~~~~~~”

"Fang Ku is not dead. Fang Ku is still alive."

"Fang Ku is still alive............"

This emotion almost instantly infected the people around him, and everyone laughed in unison.

“Hahahaha~~~~~~~~~~”

"Fang Ku, I'm going to knock you down."

"I will kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of several people turned red and they pounced towards Fang Ku like wild beasts.

Twenty-seven years.

Twenty-seven years.

He was the young master of the Wang family, but he just captured some mortals to refine spiritual treasures.

He was captured by that bastard Fang Ku and taken to the dark and gloomy Eighteenth Level of Hell.

I endured the pain of burning fire every day, and this lasted for a full twenty-seven years.

Who can understand his suffering?

Aren’t they just some mortals?

What did Wang Xun do wrong?

He originally thought that Fang Ku was dead, and he thought he would never have the chance to avenge himself.

Unexpected...

Hahaha, I never thought about it, God really has a will.

Let Fang Ku reappear in front of him.

This time, Fang Ku must die...