Chapter 35 Fear is my gift to you
In front of the stone tablet in front of Weijiazhuang, Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at the stone tablet with reminiscence in her eyes. This is Weijiazhuang, where she grew up. Unfortunately, there is no trace of her here anymore.

She is so kind that she would not even save a bad guy like myself out of kindness. She is so gentle and kind to everyone.

She is full of kindness towards the world, but why is the world so cruel to her?

I was the one who should have died. I had hands stained with blood, so why was she the one who ended up bleeding?

Why must my evil deeds eventually come back upon my children?

Hei Bai Xuan Jian stroked the stone tablet in front of him, and the shadow of his wife Wei Xianxian appeared in his mind. Unfortunately, she was gone, leaving him as a lonely ghost.

"Hey, who are you?" As he was reminiscing about his deceased wife, a voice came from behind him, and a farmer returned from the field carrying a hoe.

"Wei Bing?" Hei Bai Xuan Jian turned around and looked at the man in front of him and gave a name. He had conducted a detailed investigation of the people in Weijiazhuang, from old to young, from male to female, and he would not let anyone alive in Weijiazhuang again.

He didn't know what Wei Yong cared about, but he just wanted to destroy everything Wei Yong had and destroy his body. This was his revenge.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" The man named Wei Bing looked at the black and white Xuan Jian in front of him in surprise. He had a scar on his face, a sword in his hand, and his clothes were a bit strange. He didn't look like a good person at first glance!

Weijiazhuang, because of Wei Yong's relationship, has also been exposed to the court and the underworld.

"For a dying person, these are no longer important. Meeting is destiny, and let the revenge start with you." Hei Bai Xuan Jian said calmly, his hand already pressing on the sword at his waist.

The sword was pitch black from top to bottom. It was called a sword, but it had only one edge. Its shape was strange. It was a sword, but it looked like a knife. However, it was really a sword, just half a sword.

The Black and White Xuan Jian has two blades, the positive blade takes lives, the negative blade calms souls. There are two colors, black and white. The white sword is for protection, and the black sword is for destruction.

Now only the Black Sword's reverse blade remains, and he, Black and White Xuan Jian, lives only for revenge and destruction.

"Revenge? Revenge for what?" Wei Bing was shocked and was about to ask something, but the next moment he didn't need to ask anymore because a black light flashed by and he no longer needed to think and would never be able to think again. A bright red line of blood appeared on his neck and in his leaking throat, he fell down softly with a roar.

His body had been destroyed, but his life had not yet come to an end. However, the shadow of death had already shrouded him. In fear of death, he wanted to say something, but his leaking throat and bloody neck could only allow him to see the blurry figure of Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian had already drawn his sword and killed a man, but he did not sheath the sword. Instead, he wielded the sword very quickly, scratching the back of a stone tablet with the words "Wei Jia Zhuang" engraved on the front. As the stone chips fell, the names of all the Wei family members that he had already engraved in his mind appeared on the tablet.

When the last name came down, Hei Bai Xuan Jian swung his sword diagonally and cut the stone tablet that was so big that one person could hardly hug in half. Holding the sword in one hand and the broken tablet in the other, Hei Bai Xuan Jian walked towards Weijia Village. Amidst shouts and curses, he threw the stone tablet directly onto the central road of Weijia Village. The stone tablet fell into the ground, splashing up dust, which also frightened and angered the people in the village who had already reacted.

"Enjoy the last days of your life. This is your last time. Don't even think about running away. Anyone who dares to leave the village will be killed." Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked around at the people from Weijia Village and laughed wantonly. The pain that had been suppressed in his heart was now vented out in the form of laughter.

Beside him was the Black Widow, whose eyes were filled with suppressed heartache. If she had not been a sentimental person, how could she have embarked on the path of ruthlessness?

If you have never been a sentimental person, how can you be heartless?
That's what Black Widow is like.

At this time, Yang Chong had just walked out of his mother-in-law's house, and the scene of Hei Bai Xuan Jian throwing the monument threateningly came into his eyes. Yang Chong, who was in a good mood, was smiling and saying goodbye to his mother-in-law. When he saw the scene in front of him, the smile slowly froze on his face.

coincidence!
But is this a master?
It’s really high, as high as three floors!

Looking at the black and white Xuan Jian in the distance, there seemed to be an inexplicable magic contained in his thin body. Fear, gloom, and despair seemed to spread out from his body literally, turning into darkness, enveloping him. That darkness seemed to be able to swallow even the sunlight.

It was a hot summer day, but the sky was getting dark.

Weijiazhuang is about to be dominated by Black and White Xuan Jian.

Aunt Wei looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. After all, she was still a step too late and failed to send Yang Chong away. Things were going to get complicated again.

Moreover, this Black and White Xuan Jian is even more terrifying than the rumors say. Looking at the tangible murderous aura surrounding Black and White Xuan Jian, Huang Niao realized that there is a gap between the top killers in Luowang.

The Black and White Xuan Jian in front of him is more terrifying than Jing Wei. If Jing Wei has just crossed the threshold of the first-class Tianzi, then Black and White Xuan Jian is the first-class Tianzi among the first-class Tianzi.

"This, this..." Aunt Wei sighed in her heart, and a look of fear appeared on her face: "What should I do now? What should I do?"

On the other side, the young and strong men in Weijiazhuang who were unaware of Heibai Xuanjian's background had already approached this top-notch killer of Luowang with swords in hand. In this era, there is no adult man who does not know how to use a sword. Since someone dares to come to Weijiazhuang and make trouble, he must be prepared to pay with his life. As for Heibai Xuanjian's power to throw the stone tablet, they are outnumbered, so how can they be afraid of him?

Facts have proved that having a large number of people is sometimes useless. Facing the young and strong men from Weijiazhuang who were forcing their way forward, Hei Bai Xuan Jian didn't need to use any force at all. Black energy surged around his body, spreading out like ink poured into water, and flooded the crowd. Then there was a scream, and a clanging sound, and the ground was covered with broken hands.

"I've said before that death is your end, but before that, I want to give you the gift of fear. Live well and enjoy the gift I give you." Hei Bai Xuan Jian said indifferently.

At this moment, Hei Bai Xuan Jian did not want to kill anyone. He wanted to destroy their heart first and then kill them.

He wanted Wei Yong to experience his pain and despair. He wanted to kill everyone related to Wei Yong. He wanted Wei Yong to die painfully in despair and fear.

On the other side, Yang Chong had already retreated back to the yard with Aunt Wei. If there was any safe place in Weijia Village right now, it would only be this house. Hei Bai Xuan Jian should not attack his own family, right?

But does he know that the people here are his own people?
(End of this chapter)