You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 608: Unexpected changes in the south, Kunpeng

That night, Yan Feidu returned from his practice. On the way, he heard what had happened and rushed into the house in a hurry. Looking at the clothes on the boy's buttocks that were clung to his flesh and blood, Yan Feidu roared and rushed out. Soon, angry questioning voices came from a far distance.

That day Yan Feidu prepared medicine for the young man, but who could heal his heartache?

This young man who helped me apply the medicine was the source of all my pain. If it weren't for him, would I have received more love from my parents?

If it weren't for him, I might not have been born, and I wouldn't have to experience this painful life.

All causes and consequences are due to this big brother, and he seems to be the big brother's shadow, only worthy of hiding in the darkness and living a twisted life.

The young man had resented this elder brother, but he soon discovered that most of his cultivation resources were actually taken away from his own by his elder brother.

That day, the young man looked at his eldest brother with a mixture of love and hate. It was clearly his eldest brother who caused him to be like this, but why was he the only one who was nice to him?

Fate really likes to play tricks on people~

A few more years passed, and the boy grew up, his temperament became more and more dull. His blood could not support him to learn the secret techniques of his clan, so he could only find some scattered techniques to teach himself, and thus he accidentally came into contact with the formation.

The boy had lived a pretty good life in the past few years. His cultivation had reached the Sea-breaking Realm. Yan Feidu would take him out to play from time to time, and their relationship became even better. At least the boy had a complete teenage years, until...

The clan discovered that Yan Feidu's cultivation progress was extremely slow. After careful investigation, they found that most of the resources they had gathered were given to Yan Feichi.

On that day, the clan leader and many elders came together, and despite Yan Feidu's obstruction, they took Yan Feichi away with thundering means and locked him in the dungeon. His biological mother even took action personally and pierced his scapula with an iron hook without any mercy.

"You are just a piece of trash. You have wasted so many resources and hindered the rise of our race. You don't even have enough lives!"

The woman's sarcastic voice echoed in the dark dungeon. Yan Feichi's heart was not so much calm as it was dead. He had completely lost the last glimmer of hope for this family.

They characterized the incident as one of shallow character, saying that he changed giving away things into stealing, as if they wanted to put the blame entirely on the young man for Yan Feidu's slow progress in cultivation and give an explanation to the clan.

The boy was not surprised, he had seen through his family. This was a family controlled by blood and everyone became a slave to the blood. The boy was actually glad that he had freed himself from it.

Countless cruel punishments were inflicted on him, his skin was torn and blood was flowing, but Yan Feichi's expression was numb. He was ready to die, so why would he be afraid of a little pain?

Soon the feeling in the legs disappeared, and not long after, the arms also lost feeling. When he moved his eyes, he saw that his hands and feet were twisted beyond recognition and the bones were broken.

"Will my cultivation be destroyed tomorrow? At least I can be free~" In the dungeon where he was the only one left, a joyful voice that was completely different from the surroundings kept echoing.

A teenage boy was hanging in the air with cold wind blowing from time to time.

Born to be wrong, the boy fainted and in his dream he turned into a bird, flying on the wind, soaring freely in the sky, born to be free~

However, dreams are just dreams after all, and the pain woke him up again. Soon he felt his body lighten, and the iron hook made of black iron separated from his body. At that moment, he felt a sense of comfort all over his body.

Yan Feidu took advantage of the absence of his tribe members to sneak into the dungeon and rescue Yan Feichi, but how could such an action be hidden from the strong men in the tribe?

Yan Feichi remembered that in his eyes which were half blurred by blood, he vaguely saw a figure who was confronting many important figures of the tribe with his back to him, with a dagger against his throat, threatening with his own life. This made the tribe members wary, and countless people followed from behind, afraid that Yan Feidu would do something stupid, and in the front were his parents, but no one paid attention to the dying boy, let alone cared.

It's just a worthless life, maybe it's better to die.

Every time they looked at the scarred boy, there was only disgust and anger, as if they were still venting all their dissatisfaction on themselves, as if they still believed it was their fault.

Yan Feichi still fainted.

It was better this way, I didn't have to suffer under this gaze as hot as oil.

……

When he woke up again, he found himself in a thatched hut, lying on a straw mat like a dead dog. A real feeling spread throughout his body, and even the pain became wonderful.

He survived. It was his biological parents who took his life, and it was his eldest brother who gave him a new life. Everything was still so absurd.

A family can do such a thing just for the sake of strong bloodline and talent, but it is all helpless when you think about it carefully. What these big families need is bloodline, what they need is continuation, which is the optimal solution. But is this really a reason to give up anyone at will?

Yan Feichi no longer had any attachment to the Yan family. Perhaps only when he was gone could his elder brother be truly free of worries and return to his original state.

Before his injuries were fully healed, Yan Feichi packed his bags and left quietly, without leaving any trace.

When they arrived at the space channel, there was only one ferry, and the final destination was Feiyun Sect. When registering his name, Yan Feichi was stunned, looked back, and said with a sneer: "Yan Tunan!!"

Take, the south is unpredictable, the changes are like Kunpeng.

……

The story is so long that it cannot be told over a glass of wine. It is also so short that it only takes a moment but it reflects more than ten years.

"They gave birth to me, and then abandoned me. Could it be that family affection is not as important as blood?!"

"If that's the case, then why did you give birth to me? Why didn't you kill me from the beginning?!"

Yan Tunan drank the glass of wine that had just been filled. His handsome face was already covered with tears.

Everyone was speechless, and Zhu Yue had already covered her mouth.

It seems particularly ridiculous that people of the same race have different fates, but it actually happened.

Yan Tunan was feeling depressed, and coupled with the impact of the spiritual wine, he passed out for a while.

Changqing felt the patient's pulse and said, "There's nothing wrong."

Yan Tunan was still talking to himself, but it was unclear.

Yan Feidu looked at the sleeping Yan Tunan, turning his wine glass, his eyes full of helplessness: "The family owes Fei Chi too much, it's us who are sorry for him!"

"Sometimes I also doubt whether everything the clan has done to me is true. What they value is my bloodline. If I didn't have this bloodline, I would probably be like a discarded object~"

"Speaking of which, from a young age, our clan taught us to punish evil and promote good, and to help the weak. But ever since I saw Fei Chi's appearance, my whole world collapsed. They passed on something they themselves couldn't do to their descendants. How ironic. For the so-called glory and the so-called supremacy of blood, they wove lies one after another and confused themselves. They could do such a thing to a newborn child. Such a family is really pitiful~"