"Hehehe... ”

Yao Jisheng laughed miserably, a tear flashed in the corner of his eye, and said faintly: "The old man is indeed a brute, he killed his favorite junior for his own interests, but what about you, even your favorite person can be deceived for the sake of profit, I'm afraid you love yourself." ”

Jiang Yurong, who was crazy, was stunned, and muttered to herself with empty eyes: "Peace, I'm sorry... ”

After repeating a sentence, the voice gradually disappeared, and she walked out of the door with a blank voice, Yao Jisheng didn't stop her, let go of the space and watched her disappear into the night.

In the dark night, Chen Ping'an floated downstream like a dead corpse, paused when he reached the Dongcheng sluice, was blocked by the fence and swirled, slowly passing through the gap in the fence, flowing into the tributary, and then flowing to the Xia River.

It was dawn, and the people in the city began to be busy with today's life, no one knew what happened last night by the Xianghe River, although the battle was very loud, but Yao Jisheng was in the Purple Mansion Realm, and it was still possible to control an area and not let the sound of the battle be heard. Unless there is a higher cultivator nearby.

The people who got up in the courtyard were still arguing about not having enough fun yesterday, and suddenly the waitress Qingxing ran to the front yard in a panic and shouted: "Oh no... Yurong is dead... ”

Everyone was stunned, and ran to the backyard with a bang, in the room, Jiang Yurong was lying quietly on the bed, her body was already stiff, her eyes were open and looking at the ceiling, and there were still dry tears on her face.

"Ping, I'm sorry, I'm here to accompany you. ”

She was holding a piece of paper in her hand, Zhang Ning took it out and looked at it, there were only these ten words, but it made her tremble, and she shouted in horror: "Go find peace." ”

Everyone was stunned, looked at the note in her hand, and immediately called around in panic, shouting all over the yard, looking for all the corners and corners.

Sheng Mingxuan ran in in a panic and shouted: "Ping An is gone, not even Qiaoyun, what the hell is going on, go and report to the Moxiang Pavilion branch, they will come forward to look for it." ”

Xiangyang City was rummaged through, the finalists disappeared inexplicably, and it was still the one with the best results, and the entire Moxiang Pavilion branch was alarmed.

Yang Chengxing, vice president of the Changsha City Pharmacist Trade Union, quietly came to the secret room of He Shanchang's retreat and opened the emergency access outside the secret room.

A small hole appeared, Yang Cheng smiled yin, and shouted at the cave entrance with a bundle of condensed qi: "President, there is news from Xiangyang City that Chen Ping'an is dead, and he was killed in the river outside the city, and only one of his shoes was found. ”

He Shanchang, who was on the verge of breaking through, was most afraid of mood swings, as soon as his words fell, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes and staggered to his feet, groping to close the prohibition and open the door.

There were blood stains on his beard, he didn't care about it at all, he reached out to pull Yang Chengxing to ask, but Yang Chengxing had been gathering momentum for a long time, and he had been waiting for him to come out, and with both palms, he slammed his chest fiercely.

He Shanchang, who flew away upside down, shouted "you" angrily, slammed to the ground, Yang Chengxing stepped into the secret room, covered the door with his backhand, and said with a dark smile: "President, Xiong Huizu asked me to greet you well?"

He Shanchang struggled but couldn't stand up, Yang Chengxing was also in the soul transformation realm, although it was only the initial stage, but after all, he was a master of the same realm, he was completely unprepared, and he injured his internal organs and didn't have time to heal how he could resist this fierce blow.

"What's wrong with peace, tell me quickly, what's wrong with my disciples. ”

He didn't pay attention to Xiong Huizu's words, but struggled to ask Chen Ping'an about it.

"Tut-tut... It's really a master-apprentice relationship. ”

Yang Chengxing's face was full of smiles, he touched his beard happily, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Chen Ping'an fell into the Xianghe River and didn't see the corpse, but he shouldn't be able to survive by Yao Jisheng's full blow, you, go back to accompany him soon, don't worry." ”

He Shanchang stood up suddenly, so frightened that Yang Chengxing retreated again and again, and only when he leaned his back against the gate did he remember that the other party was already half dead.

He Shanchang trembled, slowly changed the expression on his face, suddenly laughed, looked deeply at Yang Chengxing and said: "Xiong Huizu asked you to come, kill me to replace me as the president, but you miscalculated, my peace will not die, hahaha... ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Chengxing to answer, he turned around and walked to the futon where he was practicing, sat down slowly, straightened his clothes, took out a cloth towel to wipe the blood stains on his beard, and then closed his eyes and swallowed in one breath.

Yang Chengxing kept looking at him, didn't move or ask, and didn't take a step forward until he closed his eyes, and called softly: "President... President... Don't say I'm ruthless, who doesn't want to be on top, the Xiong family can give me what I want, I can only listen to him. ”

He Shanchang died, and when he was attacked by a sneak attack, he knew that he couldn't live, and he was originally injured in his internal organs when he was interrupted and rushed to the pass, and then he was hit by this long-standing force, and his internal organs were already shattered, even if he could cure the other party, he would not give himself a chance, so it was better to break himself off and have a good time.

He was most worried about Chen Ping'an, although his last sentence was so sure, it was inevitable that he would still be worried that if Yao Jisheng did not pursue, Chen Ping'an would not have died, but he fell into the river and passed out, and if he encountered something later, it would be dangerous.

But he couldn't protect him anymore, so he could only comfort himself that he wouldn't die, and this was not so much for Yang Chengxing as for himself.

Chen Ping'an is indeed not dead, He Shanchang knows that it is because the inner armor worn by Chen Ping'an was given by him himself, and he watched him put it on, and told him not to take it off outside.

The inner armor was made of the best feathers of the Golden Feather Eagle, not made into clothes, but into soft armor refined into spirit treasure blanks, without a spirit pattern array, it could also allow Chen Ping'an to survive a blow in the hands of the Purple Mansion Realm monk without dying.

But now he was willing to die, and in a small village outside Xiangyang near the Xia River, in a dilapidated farmhouse, Chen Ping'an leaned blankly on a broken bed.

He was rescued by the same man with his head and face covered at the edge of the square, while she was standing in front of the bed holding the kitten and looking at him.

"I still can't figure it out, the human race in this world is the most cunning, and he can't do anything for the sake of profit. ”

The soft voice was a little charming~bewitching~, it was a woman's voice, and the person still covered his face, but he didn't wear a pocket anymore, revealing a head full of green silk draped over his shoulders.

His godless eyes followed the sound, and he pursed his lips, and at last he began to cry, the first time he had spoken since he had woken up, but instead of speaking, he had cried.

"Why?。。。 Whining... Sister Qiaoyun is dead... Whining... She's only twenty-three years old, and there's still a lot of happiness she hasn't seen yet... Woo woo woo ... ”