The old man Xu Dechang died, and his apprentice Yang Xia disappeared.

Shangyuan City was still boiling at the beginning, but within a few days, it was silent.

Zhang Ming and others knew who the murderer was, but there was nothing they could do.

Three months passed.

In the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department, Bian Cheng was just called over by his father and reprimanded, his face was gloomy at this time, and he was holding back an evil fire in his heart.

"Made, the old guy knows how to discipline me, I did something wrong and made me angry. As soon as he entered the room, he was furious and threw things all over the floor.

"Get out of here, get out of the way, don't let me see it!" he kicked one of his men in the head and roared loudly.

The servants fled far away in a hurry, and no one dared to touch the mold of Bian Cheng at this time.

Bian Cheng lost his temper for a while, felt thirsty, and yelled again: "Come on, bring me tea." ”

He roared a few times, but no one answered, and the servants had already run away, who dared to come at this time.

Just as he was about to roar again, a servant suddenly walked in with tea.

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Bian Cheng took the tea and drank it.

The tea is not hot, the temperature is just right, and there is a sweet taste, which is very delicious.

This little guy is also interesting!

Bian Cheng thought to himself, so he said lightly: "Who are you, why haven't I seen you?"

The little guy replied, "The villain is new!"

Bian Cheng didn't care, Bian's mansion was big, and there were many people he hadn't seen, so it wasn't surprising.

"This tea is good, what's the name?" he asked, taking another sip of tea.

"This tea's name is Ling Chi!" said slowly with a smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth.

"Ling Chi?" Bian Cheng said strangely, "Why is it called such a name?"

"Because you're going to be Ling Chi!" Xiao Xiao's voice seemed to come from the sky and entered Bian Cheng's ears.

Bian Cheng finally realized that something was wrong, and just wanted to shout, but suddenly felt a whirlwind and suddenly lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself in a dimly lit room, his body tied and unable to move.

After finally remembering what had happened, looking at the little guy in front of him who was sharpening his knife, Bian Cheng said angrily: "Who are you? Let me go, otherwise I will let you die without a corpse." ”

Yang Xuan picked up the rag on the side, wiped the water stains off the boning knife, and said with a smile: "Young Master Bian is really forgetful, the whip marks on my back are not good yet." ”

"You...... You...... You're that little bastard!!" Bian Cheng finally saw Yang Xuan's appearance clearly.

A feeling of fear came from his heart, making Bian Cheng's face pale and colorless in an instant: "You...... What are you going to do?"

"Of course it's Ling Chi!" Yang Xuan said with a smile, the boning knife in his hand had already made the first cut on Bian Cheng's body.

Blood flowed out, and the first piece of meat belonging to Bian Cheng was cut off by Yang Xuan.

Listening to Bian Cheng's screams, Yang Xuan's eyes showed a satisfied smile.

For this moment, he planned hard for three months, and finally succeeded, how could he let Bian Cheng die so easily.

The boning knife cut down one by one, and Bian Cheng's blood flowed.

The knowledge in his brain made Yang Xuan clearly know that cutting from there would cause Bian Cheng the greatest pain, but it would not make him die immediately.

Bian Cheng wailed in pain for a whole day before swallowing his last breath with satisfaction.

No one knows if he regretted it at the last moment, perhaps, the great pain and fear, had already made him too late to think about the serious question of not regretting it.

Murderer, Yang Xia!

After writing these words on the wall in Bian Cheng's blood, Yang Xuan threw down the boning knife, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered: "Old man, I have already helped you avenge, I should also leave this world, and have a good birth in the next life." ”

With that, he waited quietly for him to be judged a failure, and then sent back to the entrance.

The scenery begins to blur.

Yang Xuan took a deep breath and gave up the last bit of hope in his heart.

This Bian Cheng is not an outsider, but an indigenous person of this world.

Kill the native, and he will be judged a failure and teleported back.

The speed at which the blurring of the scenery began to intensify, and slowly, Yang Xuan felt a suction coming from the void, wanting to suck him in.

But at this moment, an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly came from his body.

With the transmission of this fluctuation, the suction seemed to be stunned, and after a moment of silence, it actually receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace.

The surrounding scenery began to clear again, but after a few breaths, it returned to its original state.

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with a different color.

The fluctuation that came from his body, he was extremely familiar, it was the fluctuation that belonged to the black bead.

However, since he entered the illusion, he had long since he felt the black beads, why did there be fluctuations at this moment, and it also ended the process of him being sent out of the illusion?

Does that mean that no matter how he kills the people of this world, he will not be judged a failure?

Plug?

A noun popped up in Yang Xuan's heart.

What's the difference between this and playing a game with an undead cheat?

After thinking for a long time, Yang Xuan decided to leave here first, since he didn't fail, then he still had a chance.

He had a hunch that from the Martial God Inheritance, he was very likely to obtain the information of the Three Strains, which was what he was most concerned about.

Yang Xuan left Shangyuan City, since he was not rumored out, then he is now a fugitive, no matter what the reason is, the result is that he killed someone.

He didn't want to be caught beheaded.

He walked all the way west, and after walking for more than ten days, even he didn't know where he had gone.

Passing through a small town, he decided to go in and rest.

Before he could lift his foot, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

He looked back and couldn't help but smile wryly.

It's Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming and the others saw him from a distance, and after riding their horses in front of Yang Xuan, they all dismounted and surrounded Yang Xuan in the middle.

Zhang Ming looked at Yang Xuan and was silent.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, patted Yang Xuan's shoulder and said, "It's a man!"

Several other people were also smiling and patted Yang Xuan's shoulder: "It's a man!"

"Good man!"

"You kid, there's a kind!"

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Brother Zhang, there's nothing to say, arrest me and go back." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Zhang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your kid is a man, so we're not a man?"

After speaking, he turned around and asked the others, "Which of you has seen Yang Xia's kid?"

"I don't see it, where is it?"

"We chased all the way and didn't see anything, hey. ”

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, let's look elsewhere. ”

With smiles on their faces, they opened their eyes and told nonsense.

Yang Xuan's heart was flooded with a warm current, who said that these people are not cute?

After getting back on the horse, Zhang Ming lowered his voice and said, "Don't go into the city, there are sea fishing documents." ”

After speaking, he took one last look at Yang Xuan, and then took the others away.

Looking at the figures of Zhang Ming and the others leaving, Yang Xuan shook his head with a smile, thought about it, changed direction, and entered the forest next to the town.

Two days later, Yang Xuan stopped by a river, his eyes full of strangeness.

There was a man by the river, dressed in sackcloth and barefoot, with white hair beating snow.

Light snow!

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