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In addition, Yan Li is now in the lowest state, I am afraid that he can't even beat a seventh-rank martial artist, let alone a third-grade martial artist?

Chang Shan naturally thought so, which is why he said so many things to Yan Li. According to his philosophy, revenge is meaningless if you don't let the other party know why you died.

Many people like to see others struggling in the mud or abyss, and seeing their faces full of desperate expressions, the thrill of revenge will be transmitted to the depths of the soul in order to calm their restless hearts.

It's right to make the object of revenge desperate, but sometimes death doesn't mean despair.

Yan Li is afraid of death, and only by living can he satisfy his desires. But death was not despair for him, it was relief.

......

Yan Li died.

Zhan Mu was instructed in advance to set up a net to arrest him, and Yu Xingzhi was caught in a net. Then when he followed Yan Li's trail to the narrow alley, he only saw a corpse.

The news of Yan Li's death spread throughout Yongling in just one night. The intelligence networks of all forces, large and small, have been activated in full force, and the information they have received is accurate.

Yan Li is really dead. Dead people are worthless, a short-lived-stirring stick, and soon no one pays attention.

What really attracts attention is Jingzhao Mansion.

Jing Zhaoyin, who guards the security of Kyoto, is actually a spy who sneaked in from the underworld. This made the people of Yongling feel cold, and at the same time, they trembled at the enormity of the underworld.

The Jing Zhaoyin incident rang a tight bell for the imperial court. The underworld is not an existence that can be eliminated at any time. Before they knew it, they had grown into behemoths.

Of course, a few have crossed paths with Yan Li. For example, Qin Yiqiu and the others, who had drunk with him, sighed; although it was difficult to understand the fact that he was still owed favors, he quickly accepted this fact; and the students of the academy were in a mood that was both happy and sour, which was really complicated. But without exception, I felt relaxed.

In the top ten of the academy, some laughed and passed, some secretly felt pity, and some people had no place in their hearts.

For example, Tang Sanghua, such as Wang Yuanqing.

After class the next day, neither of them believed it.

For Wang Yuanqing, Yan Li killed Zhang Zhixiong, his future most ferocious general, and his cousin, this hatred cannot be resolved no matter what, and Yan Li must be killed with his own hands to wash it away.

Yan Li's sudden death made him at a loss.

Tang Sanghua's feelings for Yan Li are the most complicated. For her, Yan Li has the characteristics that attract her, and it is a work she is carving, and she suddenly dies, as if her own toy has been broken by others, but she doesn't know who the murderer is.

That irresolvable depression made her just want to kill people to vent her anger.

However, she finally held back.

There is a wine shop, backyard.

With a gloomy face, she confronted Yan Chaoyang and said, "What the hell is going on? What about Yan Li? Is it hiding here?"

She seemed to have forgotten her identity as a cultivator, and her attitude was a little unfriendly in the face of Mr. Yanshan Thief II.

Yan Chaoyang looked at her expressionlessly, and in the face of her questioning, he only said, "I don't know." ”

Tang Sanghua frowned and said, "Your young master is dead, aren't you sad at all?"

Yan Chaoyang looked at her expressionlessly and did not speak.

Tang Sanghua held back her anger and said, "Tell me, does Yan Li often play this kind of trick?"

Yan Chaoyang looked at her expressionlessly, "There is only one life." ”

Tang Sanghua couldn't bear to shout loudly: "Do a show! I mean make a play! Is he calculating something again? What about his corpse? Let me see his corpse, if he is really dead, he will feed my worms, and then I will end my grievances with him, otherwise, I will make your whole Yanshan chicken thief dog restless!"

Yan Chaoyang said coldly: "You try!"

"Hehehe......"

Tang Sanghua suddenly laughed, trembling with laughter. Then she turned around and kept muttering to herself, "No, no, don't let anger get carried away by your mind, think of interesting things, like ......"

She muttered to herself as she walked out. When she came to the slums, she took out all the silver tickets on her body, a thick stack, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of taels, all of which have been saved by various means in the past two years. Just walk and sprinkle while sprinkling, and sprinkle and laugh while sprinkling.

The minimum face value of a silver ticket is fifty taels, which is enough for an ordinary family of five to live in prosperity for two years, how can the poor have ever seen so much money?

The first was a child of five or six years old. At this age, he still doesn't understand the meaning of money, but he only knows that such a small piece of paper can make him eat his stomach, so after the adults came to grab it, he clung to it.

Fifty taels is only that, not much, not enough to draw out the ugliness in people's hearts.

Tang Sanghua threw it unhurriedly, occasionally throwing away a hundred taels of denominations, and it didn't take long for thousands of people to gather behind him.

Gradually, from picking up silver tickets, to snatching from others, and finally a half-old child was stabbed to death, the bright red blood and silver tickets stimulated the desire of the human heart, and the greed of human nature was completely released here.

The whole martial arts performed by thousands of people is simply called Shura hell.

And at this time, Jingzhao Mansion, which is in charge of public security, will not be much better than here. When I heard the informant talk about the slums, I just said that I couldn't figure it out here, so how could I have time to manage the struggle of the poor.

It wasn't until nearly dusk that a group of guards came to suppress and pacify, but the main culprit had already fled.

......

Tang Sanghua got a little satisfaction from another aspect, calmed down her restless mood, and felt that this method was good. She saw a few clever fellows among the paupers, snatched the silver tickets, and was not greedy, and escaped from the slums before the others could react.

Those people are undoubtedly the best qualified human beings in the entire slum.

From the law of survival of the fittest, people who are not swayed by desire and rationally control greed have a higher survival rate.

She liked this kind of person very much, like the finest rough stone that had not yet been carved, and exuded a charming fragrance.

Thinking about it, my mood suddenly became happy, and I couldn't help humming a little tune.

Unconsciously, I walked to the resentful kite tower, and the orange sunset was sprinkled on the golden plaque, which was a little more noble for no reason.

Seeing the word "kite", Tang Sanghua's happy mood instantly sank into a trough, and with a gloomy face, she walked over quickly.

Suddenly, he paused, looked at the side of the restaurant at the corner, and said to himself thoughtfully: Resentful kite, stinky girl, taking such a name, it is intriguing, it turns out that you also have flaws.

Thinking of this, my mood is better again.

Just as she was about to return to her residence, she suddenly saw a familiar shadow passing through the corner of her eye, she subconsciously walked out of the corner, and saw a man wearing a hat walking quickly into a lane in front of her.

Her heart moved, she breathed away, and quickly chased after her. Just looking at the back, she couldn't tell the person, but she vaguely felt that this person was related to Yan Li's death.

traced all the way to the Lizheng Workshop of Qinglong Yuan, and saw the man parked outside the back door of a courtyard.

He cautiously looked around to make sure no one was following, and went up and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was a beautiful woman under ten years old, wearing a dark green skirt, and lightly invited the man in.

Tang Sanghua hid behind the door, listened to the movement for a while, quietly climbed over the wall, and saw that it was a unique garden. This place is no stranger to her.

"Isn't this Emerald Garden?" she said with an intriguing smile on her face. Here, she's a regular visitor.

Continuing to follow, I came to the lake in the middle of the garden.

In the pavilion, a man dressed in a bewitching costume sat and drank, while three other women dressed in different colors waited beside him.

The woman who opened the door and led the way led the man to the pavilion, and sat in the arms of the demonic man.

Isn't this person the color boy?

The four personal maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter seem to have never left for a moment.

"You, aren't you a lottery boy who specializes in buying and selling intelligence?" The man was introduced into the pavilion, and when he saw Chai's unique appearance, he immediately recognized him.

Buying and selling intelligence, how much you have to hook up with the underworld. That's why Cai Gongzi was labeled as an underworld.

Cai Gongzi smiled and said: "Chang Jiaoxi actually recognizes me, I am flattered, please take a seat." ”

The man took off the hat, and Tang Sanghua immediately recognized it, but it was Chang Shan, a teacher in the outer courtyard.

Chang Shan sat down, hesitated for a while, and said, "The person who introduced me said that you are the one who speaks, can you really arrange for me to return to the academy?"

Cai Gongzi poured him a glass of wine and said, "I'm just an errand boy for others." However, you can still call the shots when it comes to helping you return to the academy. Besides, Yan Li is already dead, as long as the case is overturned, as soon as our people operate a little, he will become the person who framed you, and your charges will not be established, what is the difficulty of returning to the academy. ”

Chang Shan was not a fool either, and asked cautiously, "What do I need to help you do?"

Cai Gongzi smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. It's just a little thing to spread the news, as long as you do it well, even if it's a sign for teaching in the inner court, it's not impossible to get it. ”

Speaking of this, he said in a meaningful tone: "And it won't be long before the entire Yongling will be our world, and then Shen Liuyun will be in your bag, and you can play with it as much as you want." ”

Chang Shan was slightly stunned, imagining that picture, and his breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier.

"This ......"

"Hmph, you are not even as good as a dog, if it weren't for my son-in-law to save you, you would have been in a different place a long time ago. The girl in the dark green skirt didn't give him face, "The son wants to use you, it's a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes, so what's there to hesitate about?"

"Xia He, don't say it so ugly. The gentle woman in the moon-white dress covered her mouth and smiled, "Sluts are usually very hypocritical, obviously a slut who can't control the lower half of his body." ”

This big sister, who looks very gentle, doesn't speak elegantly at all.

"It's a slut. The woman in a long yellow dress suddenly realized.

"Slut. The last woman in a snow-white gown was sure to be authentic.

Chang Shan's face was ugly.

He got up and walked out of the pavilion, then turned around and sneered, "You really treat me like a dog." Think I don't know? I'll never be in your core, so I'm not going to be able to do anything for you. ”

The woman in the snow-white gown immediately drew her sword and aimed it at him, "Childe, can you kill it?"

Cai Gongzi smiled and said, "Before we kill him, I'm afraid we will face even more trouble." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure descending from the sky.

"Do you say yes? Qu Youfeng, Lord Qu Supervisor. ”

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