"If necessary, even I can be sacrificed."
This is what the old man said to Tang Fei.
Tang Fei couldn't do it, but he did it himself.
In order to kill Shen Xinglan, he killed himself first.
He had never lived for himself in his life, but for hatred and for the Tang bandits.
The moment he sent his own son into the burning cage, his heart was dead.
All the pain turned into anger, and all the anger turned into murderous intent.
Damn it!
Damn them!
"I was able to kill you once last time, and I can kill you once this time as well."

"Oh, by the way, I wonder if you have arranged bodyguards in advance. Is that Uncle Biao hiding in the woods again?"
"There are no trees here, so he must be hiding in the sea. We have to fight faster, or he might get suffocated in the sea water."
Uncle Biao is dead.
When Tang Fei escaped from the Zoo, he personally cut off his bald head.
Tang Fei didn't have much time to interact with Uncle Biao, but he knew very well that given Shen Xinglan's status and position in the Shen family, he would certainly care and protect her in every possible way.
Shen Xinglan grew up in the Shen family's old house. Even after being taken to Bailu Mountain by Xuanyuan Mingjing, he would always go back to visit Shen Boyu.
In this case, the relationship between him and Uncle Biao must be very deep.
He used the old man's death to stimulate himself, and I also wanted to use Uncle Biao's death to stimulate him.
It is impolite not to reciprocate.
The main point is that it is better to die than to suffer a loss.
"Uncle Biao."
Sure enough, a strong hatred flashed in Shen Delan's eyes.
Tang Fei’s guess was correct, Shen Xinglan and Uncle Biao had a very deep relationship.
Uncle Biao is the Shen family’s chief steward, and is more like his relative and elder.
Not only does he take care of his daily life, he also often chats with him and answers his questions. Some things that his great-grandfather and second grandfather are not convenient to say will be expressed by him in a tactful way.
He is dead.
When he destroyed his face, Uncle Biao's body was also found.
His body was cut into two pieces, looking miserable and pitiful.
This is also one of the reasons why Shen Xinglan became like this.

He thought he was a rare favored one under the starry sky and that everything in the world was under his control.
As a result, after encountering the Tang bandits, they fell behind in every way and were defeated repeatedly.
He personally led a team to snipe Lu Yu, but was injured by Lu Yu.
Uncle Biao also died because of his own incompetence
From then on, the heart was sealed with cement.
That gentle and handsome young man has now become the cold, mean and even cold-blooded Shen Xinglan.
This is not maturity or growth.
Just.
He needs to succeed.
Even just once.
"I won't give you any more chances." Shen Xinglan said in a deep voice.
He gave Tang Fei too many opportunities.
If it was when he first arrived at Xinxing, if it was when he first entered Bailu Academy, if
If I say, there is no if.
He had so many opportunities to kill him.
Unfortunately, he gave up because of his personality.
In the final analysis, I lost because of my own reserve and pride.
Thinking of this, regret gnaws at my heart.
He stretched out his hand and the Taia sword that was inserted diagonally into the gravel beach flew into his hand with a "whoosh" sound and turned into a silver light.
"Then let's settle both the new and old grudges together."
Tang Fei's eyes were as ferocious as a wild beast's, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his gaze was fixed on Shen Xinglan not far away.
Shen Xinglan should bear the main responsibility for the old man's death.
He didn't care whether the old man wanted to kill someone actively.
He will kill whoever kills the old man.
The waves hit the rocks, making a low roar, and the salty and humid sea breeze picked up the fine sand and blew it on the two people's faces.
At the seaside under the night sky, the moonlight shines on the sparkling sea, reflecting two confronting figures.
Bandit Tang stood on the gravel paved embankment road, the dog-leg knife in his hand gleaming coldly in the moonlight.
The blade is slightly curved, and the blade is as sharp as frost, as if it can easily cut through the waves roaring in the ears.

Shen Xinglan was dressed in white and holding the Taia sword. The sword was simple and heavy, but the edge of the sword faintly revealed a sharp sword energy.
It is one of the ten most powerful weapons in the world and lives up to its reputation.
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He stood on the beach, with soft sand under his feet. The waves occasionally flooded over his ankles, bringing a hint of coolness.
His eyes were as calm as water, yet they carried an inviolable majesty.
This battle will decide life or death.
Tang Fei's body was filled with black air, which was a manifestation of the yin and yang energy in his body being used to the extreme.
His body suddenly leaped up, as swift as a cheetah, and his dog-leg knife cut through the air, bringing up a sharp blade light and going straight for Shen Xinglan's throat.
The blade has not yet reached, but the chill is already pressing.
Shen Xinglan's eyes focused, and he instantly raised the Taia sword, blocking it horizontally. The sword and the knife collided, making a crisp metal collision sound.
Sparks flew, and the two figures crossed each other. Shen Xinglan turned his wrist, and the Taia sword swept across, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, directly approaching Tang Fei's waist and abdomen.
Tang Fei reacted extremely quickly. He spun his body suddenly and chopped down with his dog-leg knife. The blade collided with the sword energy, making a dull roar.
He did not stop, and used the recoil force to approach Shen Xinglan again. The sword flashed like lightning, and he chopped several times in succession, each one fatal.
Shen Xinglan's figure was like a phantom, and the Taia sword danced like a dragon in his hand. With the flash of the sword, he neutralized the attacks of the Tang bandits one by one.
His swordsmanship is steady and sharp, and every sword strike carries a sense of righteousness, as if it can cut off all evil.
Shen Xinglan has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and has used the world's best natural treasures to cultivate his foundation. His foundation is much more solid than that of Tang Fei, who is a half-hearted person.
If Tang Fei had not come to Xinxing and used the palace secret method "Huangting Sutra" to re-arrange his meridians and bones and build his source eyes, it would have been extremely difficult for him to advance to the Grandmaster level.
The fight between the two became more and more intense, with the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined, and the waves surged continuously under their energy.
Tang Fei's swordsmanship was ferocious and domineering, and every blow carried a wild force, as if he wanted to tear Shen Xinglan to pieces completely.
Shen Xinglan's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, his sword energy was continuous, and every sword strike accurately blocked Tang Fei's attack.
Suddenly, Tang Fei let out a low roar, and swung his dog-leg knife down fiercely. The knife light cut straight into Shen Xinglan's head like a streak of silk.
Shen Xinglan's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised the Taia sword. The tip of the sword collided with the blade, making a deafening sound.
The strength of the two men reached its peak at this moment. Their energy overflowed and the surrounding sea water was shaken into waves several feet high.
At this moment, Shen Xinglan's sword momentum suddenly changed, and the Taia sword bypassed the dog-leg knife like a dragon and pierced Tang Fei's chest.
Tang Fei's pupils shrank, and instead of retreating, he moved forward and stabbed Shen Xinglan's heart with the same knife.
The two sides separated as soon as they touched.
Tang Fei looked down at his chest. Because of the magic cloak given by the fierce god brother, although there was a sharp pain, there was no injury to his flesh and bones.
Another day of missing my fierce brothers.

There was only a cut on Shen Xinglan's heart, and his white clothes were torn, revealing the blue soft armor underneath.
"Hmm?" Tang Fei's eyes narrowed slightly.
Does this bastard have any shame?
We are all masters, at the peak of martial arts. How can we use high technology when fighting to the death?
This is just like secretly having plastic surgery in a beauty pageant, which is cheating.
If this kind of thing gets out, how can you, Shen Xinglan, go out and meet people?
As for me, Tang Fei.
There was no way I could go out and see people.
Shen Xinglan noticed Tang Fei's contemptuous look and said confidently, "I've done it once and twice, how can I be deceived by you for the third time?"
In the past, whenever there was a fight, Tang Fei always liked to exchange blood and wounds with others.
He acted as if he would hurt the enemy by a thousand but suffer eight hundred losses of his own.
Later, Shen Xinglan found out that he had hidden armor under his clothes.
Every time the injury changes, only others get hurt.
Every time blood is transfused, only others bleed.
So, he followed suit and installed the Gonggong soft armor that Mohist had just designed for him.
The reason why it is named Gonggong is mainly because it is liquid soft armor.
It is normally in a flowing state, but once attacked it becomes extremely hard.
You know what, it's so soft and fits well when you wear it.
It is also very effective in defending against cold weapons.
Tang Fei looked resentful and said, "You have become a bad person."
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