Xie Yuan opened the window, and the snow-white pigeon fluttered its wings and flew over. He quickly reached out and grabbed it, and his fingertips touched the note tied to the white pigeon's claws.
He stretched out his hand and took off the note, and spread it out to see that there was only a short line of words on it, asking him to do it at noon tomorrow.
The font is handsome and domineering, and at a glance, it is known that it is from the hand of a man.
Xie Yuan put the note under the sun and watched it carefully, his eyes swept along the strokes one by one, and a picture of a man swaying his brush and ink had formed in his mind. According to the rules of the Demon Sect, the note should be destroyed after reading the news. Xie Yuan didn't want to, so he folded the note exactly and sandwiched it in a sandwich sewn on the cuff.
As if doing so would bring him closer to that cruel man.
Until now, he still didn't know why the master did this to him.
But the reason was no longer important to him.
What he has to do now is to return his pain to his master hundreds of times, only the more pain he suffers, the more happy he will be.
the next day.
Xie Yuan, still wearing yesterday's clothes, came to the door of the Tianhu Gang with a sword in hand.
The Tianhu Gang had a good relationship with Jinlongmen, and the news that Wu Yong was killed by everyone in the Demon Sect spread all over the place within a long time, and the news naturally reached the ears of Xiong Tianxiang, the head of the Tianhu Gang. At this time, there was a look of grief on his face. When facing Xie Yuan's challenge, he said every word: "I will kill you with my own hands today to avenge my righteous brother!"
After all, he flew directly towards Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan had no concept of his own martial arts. He had been staying in the Xue Ming Palace, and he was usually competing with the disciples in the sect. He had never fought against the masters in the rivers and lakes. Yesterday, he was able to easily kill Wu Yong. , was unexpected for him.
Xiong Tianxiang's martial arts is a little higher than Wu Yong, but he is not Xie Yuan's opponent either.
After three hundred rounds of duels, Xie Yuan shot down the hammer in Xiong Tianxiang's hand, and of course the veil covering his face also unfortunately fell to the ground.
Looking at each other, Xiong Tianxiang was taken aback.
"It's you."
Xie Yuan's expression remained unchanged, "Why, do you know me?"
"Hahaha."
Xiong Tianxiang raised his head and laughed three times, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and there was deep sadness in his eyes.
After laughing enough, he shook his head and said, "I thought Qingxuanzong didn't leave a single survivor in that massacre, but I didn't expect that one was left." After a pause, he used an indescribable look in his eyes. Looking at Xie Yuan, "If eldest brother Xie has a spirit in the sky and knows that his only son actually recognizes a thief as his father and worships Xiao Wulin as his teacher, I don't think he will rest his mind under Jiuquan."
"What did you say?"
Hearing the meaning of this sentence, Xie Yuan's face changed slightly.
"Don't you know that the person who killed your father was your master Xiao Wulin?"
Xiong Tianxiang sneered, and when he saw Xie Yuan's suddenly pale face, he was taken aback, "You don't really know that Xiao Wulin is your father's enemy, right?"
Kill your father's enemy
The master was actually the murderer who killed his biological father
Xie Yuan couldn't believe his ears, his eyes flashed a chill, and the sword in his hand mercilessly cut across the skin of Xiong Tianxiang's neck.
A trace of blood overflowed from the wound, and flowed down the silver-white sword tip like a silk thread.
"you are lying!"
Xiong Tianxiang looked at Xie Yuan fearlessly, "I don't have to lie to you, Brother Xie and Brother Wu are brothers, I think the reason why the devil asked you to kill me is to kill people, but Xiao Wulin I never thought that I would recognize you at a glance."
"You were an unloved son-in-law at that time. Who would have noticed you. I can only blame me for having a good memory. Anyone who has met once will never forget it."
Xie Yuan listened quietly, and when the other party finished speaking, he moved his mouth, and his voice almost disappeared with the wind: "Why are you telling me this?"
Not expecting to get such an answer, Xiong Tianxiang was stunned for a while.
"You now know who your father's enemy is. You don't thank me for telling you the truth, but you still blame me for telling the truth?"
Xie Yuan looked indifferent and said indifferently: "You also said that I am an unloved son. If it wasn't for the Xie family's dying out, how could my dead father be willing to save my life?"
"… "
The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually turned cold, and Xie Yuan continued to speak: "I only know that although the master did not give birth to me, he treated me better than my biological father. Without him, there would be no me now."
"Brother Xie, how can you have such a wolf-hearted son!"
Xiong Tianxiang trembled in anger, but Xie Yuan smiled lightly: "If you want to know, then go to Lord Yan and ask my dead father."
After saying that, Xie Yuan raised his knife and fell, and chopped off Xiong Tianxiang's head with a click.
Hot blood splattered on his face, the boy's complexion was fair and lustrous, and the dark red bloodstains highlighted the cold and cruel temperament on his body to the fullest. Raising his hand to wipe the blood from his face, Xie Yuan leaned over to hook the head, and there was a sparse applause behind him.
Xie Yuan lowered his eyes, straightened up, and turned to look behind him.
Not far away, the man and Bai Qing stood side by side, and the applause came from his hands.
A look of admiration flashed in Chen Heng's eyes, he put his hand down, and walked in front of Xie Yuan, he stretched out his hand to wipe the remaining blood on the boy's face, and affirmed with a smile: "You did a good job."
He heard the conversation between Xie Yuan and Xiong Tianxiang, but he didn't expect that Xie Yuan would kill his father's best friend under the knife without blinking even though he knew that he was his father's enemy.
"Master, why did you come here in person?"
When his eyes moved to Bai Qing beside Chen Heng, he paused, and calmly moved his eyes to the disciple behind the man.
"In order to eradicate the grass and roots, the teacher decided to bloody the Tianhu Gang."
Chen Heng explained his purpose, and at the end, he smiled and looked at the young man, "Would you mind?"
Xie Yuan bowed his head respectfully, and said firmly: "From now on, the disciple has nothing to do with Qingxuan Sect, and the disciple only obeys the master's orders."
"As expected of my good disciple."
Chen Heng smiled slightly, "Then it's up to you to lead them to clean up the remnants of the Tianhu Gang. Remember, there will be no survivors."
"Yes, Master." Xie Yuan took the order and led a group of disciples into the Tianhu Gang.
The miserable screams came and went, and Bai Qingyan's face turned pale.
Seeing this, Chen Heng covered his eyes with his hands, "Don't force yourself if you don't like watching these bloody scenes."
Hearing this, Bai Qing bit his lower lip, reached out and took the man's hand, and explained in a low voice, "It's the first time I've seen such a scene, and I'm not used to it." As if afraid of disappointing the man, he He hurriedly said, "I'll get used to it later."
Chen Heng snorted, touched Bai Qing's head, and cast his eyes on Xie Yuan not far away.
If Bai Qing is a flower raised in a greenhouse, then Xie Yuan is a weed growing on a cliff, but at the age of fifteen, Chen Heng can already see the bitter wind and frost in Xie Yuan's eyes.
In time, Xie Yuan will definitely have a seat on the rivers and lakes, Chen Heng thought, no matter whether Xie Yuan is really sincere to him, he can't take him lightly.
The killing continued from afternoon to evening.
After confirming that no one was left alive, Chen Heng let the Tianhu Gang burn with fire, and he himself went to see Yin Ruoyu with the head of the former chief Xiong Tianba.
At that time, Yin Ruoyu had regained his original height. When he saw Xiong Tianba's head, he had no sadness or joy on his face, and only said, "Why bring back this old thief's head, it's scary."
Chen Heng: "I'm afraid you will default on your debt." After saying that, he destroyed the head at will.
Yin Ruoyu put her arms around Xiao Er and squinted her eyes: "I don't think my life is too long."
He handed the treasure map to Chen Heng, and under Chen Heng's distrustful eyes, he said calmly: "Don't worry, my wife and I plan to run this inn well, and we will never run away."
Chen Heng sent people to watch them, and he led people to find the location of the treasure according to the location marked on the treasure map. Yin Ruoyu did not lie to him, there is indeed a gold mine hidden there, and it is conservatively estimated that the accumulated wealth in it will not be spent in ten lifetimes. Because there were too few people to carry, Chen Heng passed the book to Rong Qing and asked him to hire more people to move the gold.
After all this tossing, it was already late at night when everyone returned to the Blood Palace.
Chen Heng felt that this third world was too smooth.
Martial arts, wealth, and power are all the best in the world, and Qi Wei is in his hands again. The only variable is the charm in his body, but he has recently studied the antidote to the charm.
If nothing else, in three years, the antidote will be refined.
When the time comes to remove this only variable, it will be useless for Qi Wei to turn the world upside down. He only needs to be at ease as the leader of his demon sect, to rule the rivers and lakes, and then find a way to commit suicide when he is thirty-five years old. it is good.
Chen Heng was looking forward to the idea that he could die in a different way.
Compared with the upright and energetic Chen Heng, Xie Yuan was undoubtedly much quieter and more reserved. At this moment, he sat quietly on the wooden chair, recalling the bloody and brutal scenes during the day, his fingers could not help but start to tremble slightly.
He had never killed so many people before, hundreds of corpses piled up at his feet, and the blood stained the cloth boots under his feet like meandering rivers.
Xie Yuan couldn't help laughing at himself, wondering if he would have a nightmare tonight
If there are really unjust souls in this world, come to him, anyway, he won't live long, it doesn't matter to him how much he lives.
Of course, even if he wanted to go to hell, he would drag that man to hell with him.
It was he who made him what he is now, how could he let the other party love and love his beloved lover
Perhaps because of witnessing the hellish killing, Bai Qing fell ill the next day and lay in bed with a high fever.
Chen Hengyi took care of him inexplicably, and when everyone saw it, they all sighed at the leader's infatuation with Bai Qing.
"I really don't know what kind of incense was burned by Bai Qingzu to make the sect master be so committed to him."
"Yeah, those three thousand male pets are all charming and moving, but the leader has known Bai Qing, and has never set foot in the Nuanyu Pavilion. Do you think it's Bai Qing who has tricked our leader?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Although Bai Qing is not as beautiful as Xie Yuan, he is still pretty and pleasant, with a gentle and well-behaved personality. It's easy to understand that the master likes this type."
…
When those disciples gradually walked away, Xie Yuan flashed out from the shadow in the corner, his long and narrow eyelashes drooped, leaving a mottled shadow on the bottom of his eyes.
Bai Qing is sick? Oh, that body is really weak.
At this moment, is that man guarding Bai Qing without leaving an inch
They are also the master's apprentice, but their treatment is very different. Bai Qing is the master's treasure, but he is the master's tool for revenge. In fact, when the man stretched out his hand to cover Bai Qing's eyes yesterday, he saw it, even if his heart was as hard as a stone, there would still be traces of pain infiltrating it.
It was the first time that Bai Qing was afraid when he saw so much blood. Isn't he afraid
Why is there only Bai Qing in the eyes of the master