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A group of people were sitting around the dinner table, listening to Cang Yan tell the heroic deeds of Hei Yan, how to save him, take him to escape, and kill the pursuers.

"Oh my God, that's amazing!" Several fighters couldn't help but applaud and admire when they heard the thrill.

"Don't interrupt, little brother Cang, you continue to speak, what about later?!"

"It's ...... in Xiangsui City's martial arts competition"

A story quickly closes the distance between all the different clan warriors.

"Hei Yan, you are so powerful!"

The black bear glanced helplessly at the ravine, which was still blowing, and nodded to a few warriors who admired him.

"By the way, should I call you Heiyan or Black Bear now?" Wu Chen pursed his lips and asked.

The black bear was silent for a moment, and said: "Although my father is worthy of the tribe, he is worthy of me and my mother, Heiyan is the name given by Wu Xiangsui Worm, so I will give it up, and I will still call me Black Bear from now on." ”

"Black Bear, you've also arrived, then we'll leave tomorrow to join them in Red War." Wu Chen and Black Bear are old acquaintances, and the two have a bad relationship, but now they can shake hands and make peace.

"Naturally, then we'll see him tomorrow."

The two made a decision, but Yue Lin hesitated: "Jinghong should still be in the Wuchan Mansion, I don't know if the servants of the Wuchan family are still alive in the last rebellion?" ”

When I came to Xiangsui all because I was arrested in order to catch up with Jinghong, I was arrested, and now I finally joined Wuchen, and after being busy for a while, Yue Lin finally remembered the boy, and of course there was a slave who was saved by himself and was unrecognizable is still in Wu Chan's house.

The black bear nodded, "It should be fine, at that time, we only killed the nobles who participated in the martial arts match of Sui Xuan's family, at that time, Wu Chan was in Pampole, and did not participate, and Wu Chan is Wu Xiang's brother, Wu Xiang will never kill the slaves of Wu Chan's family." ”

Although Wu Xiang seems to be cruel and tyrannical, and is called a femme fatale, it is all just the surface.

If it weren't for Wu Xiang's help, he and Cang Yan would have turned into a pile of loess, and the corpse would have become a vulture's beak a meal.

"How should you be, how many people are you willing to kill in order to return to your homeland, see your people again, and regain your dignity?" The woman's words are like magic sounds in the ears, lingering in the ears for a long time, and have never dissipated.

The only way to kill them all.

Wu Xiang unswervingly carried out every word she told the black bear, and she ordered her soldiers to kill almost all the existing nobles and nobles in the entire Xiangsui City, like a cruel and bloodthirsty monarch.

Yue Lin nodded and said, "Then before I leave tomorrow, I will go to Wu Chan's mansion to find them, if so...... If we didn't find it, we left first. ”

In the distance, the blazing fire rushed to the sky, and several death row inmates sharpened their knives above the high school and under the corner tower.

On the railing, an elegant and beautiful long skirt with pink blue wisps of gold and dark lines, and a plain white tulle cloak placed vertically behind the woman.

Her cold eyebrows were full of loneliness, her brown hair was thick and thick, she wore a headdress made of sapphire at the ends of her hair, her hair was braided in three strands on both sides, her skin was like congealed fat, and she wore two irregular red gold bracelets on her wrists.

She is elegant and beautiful, with thousands of styles and charming.

Just take a brief look at it and it will be unforgettable.

"Lord Wuxiang, tomorrow's martial arts competition has been arranged, but it is too sudden, and it can only be held tomorrow afternoon, and everyone in the city will participate at that time, but ...... Tomorrow is too anxious, and your subordinates are afraid that those who have succeeded will come out and assassinate you. ”

He Feng's burning gaze rested on Wu Xiang's body, and he reported to Wu Xiang respectfully and humbly.

The woman's languid voice sounded, "It's okay, I just want to catch this group of slaves who are loyal to the old things by the way." ”

Wu Xiang leaned on the platform, looked down at the bottom, and said quietly: "It's just to give this group of dying people a chance, since they believe in fate, then you might as well give these death row prisoners a chance, if they can be as lucky as Hei Yan to survive the martial arts competition, I don't mind creating another god of war." ”

The wine glass in his hand, the more he drank, the less drunk he became.

Wu Xiang glanced at the wine glass in her hand with displeasure and casually discarded it in the corner of the attic.

He Feng quickly lay down on the ground to the position of the wine glass, picked up the wine glass and handed it to Wu Xiang's feet: "Lord Wu Xiang, wine glass." ”

"Huh." Wu Xiang sneered, the ankle ring sounded, touched He Feng's cheek with his foot, and said contemptuously: "You are really 'loyal'." ”

"Adult ......"

The night is white, the air is filled with the unique fragrance of the early morning, and the first rays of sunlight fall on the cheeks of the more and more.

Through the streets and alleys, Wu Chan's home in Xiangsui appeared in front of Yue Lin's eyes, this is an extremely gorgeous mansion, although rough, but it is already the highest level of craftsmanship and level in Xiangsui City.

At this moment, the door is still closed, and Yue Lin stepped forward and walked to the gate, "Wow, oh-"

I wonder if the butler is still there?

There was a panicked sound from inside the door, and the old man who was sitting in front of the gate waiting for Nozen to come back suddenly stood up and opened the deadbolt with his hand tremblingly.

The old man's face was like bark, he slowly opened the door, followed by a foul smell, the old man saw Yue Lin, a trace of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes, and asked, "Are you back?" What about Nozen-sama? ”

“…… Wu Chan won't come back, and the housekeeper is still waiting for him? ”

Yue Lin was surprised by the old man's persistent waiting.

"Wu Chan?" The old man was stunned slightly, and then he giggled, and the sound was terrifying.

The old man in front of him was obviously dying, and he was going to die of old age. Yue Lin doesn't know what has happened these days, the old man has become like this now, and he was a strong old man a while ago.

When the old man heard the news of Wu Chan, he sat down on the rattan chair beside him and said quietly, "Then I can rest assured, you are here to find the slave and the little one, they are in the same room where you live." ”

When I heard this, I thanked him.

The more he walked into the door, he found the source of the stench, in this mansion, at this moment, the corpses were all over the field, the corpses were piled up, mosquitoes and flies lingered, no one cleaned up, and the corpses smelled to the sky.

The three of them looked at each other, trotting all the way, and secretly said in their hearts.

Walking through the corridor, I saw that the cottage was very quiet, there was not a single body on the ground, and it was obvious that someone was cleaning the small courtyard.

Rushing into the house, I saw a man with a white linen wrapped in his face, his forehead was obviously full of sweat, and the linen cloth was also wet with sweat on his face, but he was still tightly wrapped in linen and refused to fade, he looked at the person vigilantly.

"You're still here! What about Jinghong? At a glance, he recognized that the masked man was the slave he had saved on the way back that day!

The man was stunned for a moment, then he walked to a drawer, took out a boxy box, and said in a hoarse voice as if it had been roasted by coals, "He's dead." ”

As the reticent man spoke, he handed the box to Yuelin's hand and continued, "I'm sorry. ”

Yue Lin looked at the box as heavy as Mount Tai in his hand in shock, but in a few days, how could Jinghong die?!

"You lied to me, didn't you?" Yue Lin couldn't believe it.

The masked man was slightly apologetic, but his eyes were still cold, and he said, "I'm sorry." ”

This...... I'm afraid that Jinghong will not be able to miraculously crawl out of the pile of corpses to find himself, because he has been cremated into a pile of white bones.

Take a deep breath and calm down.

"What the hell is going on?" Yue Lin asked coldly.

"Someone kills, but they can't beat it." The man only said two words, and did not say much, covered his throat, coughed twice, and obviously spoke very reluctantly for the man.

Wu Chen patted Yue Lin and said softly, "It's time to go to the convergence, let's go." ”

Yue Lin glanced at the masked man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The man acquiesced, and a hoarse and deep voice sounded, "Leng Heng." ”

"Let's go together, we're going to leave Xiangsui."

……

The four of them walked to the gate together, only to see that the old man had 'fallen asleep'.

His eyes were closed, his face was peaceful, and his mind was quiet, calm and serene.

"He's dead."

Wu Chen probed the old man's snort with his hand, and there was no longer any breath exhaled.

Leng Heng glanced at the old man, then walked behind the old man, took out a jet-black knife from under the chair, and saluted the old man respectfully: "I took this knife away." ”

The whole room was full of corpses, most of them were slaughtered by the old man alone, and no one thought that when such an old man held a saber in his hand, he would be a warrior, a real warrior.

Leng Heng saw it with his own eyes.

The scorching sun was in the sky at noon, and the battlefield of Xiangsui Martial Arts, which should have been quiet, was filled with noisy whispers at the moment, and the people who were invited to come exchanged their heads and ears.

On the high platform, the woman walked through the gorgeous Roman, her eyelids were lowered, a little cinnabar red in the center of her eyebrows, and she was wearing a translucent purple tulle dress, she slowly moved forward.

No one on the crowd said much, and the sound of Wu Xiang spread to every corner of the martial arts venue.

"You love to see slaves fight with their lives, but now I won't fight again."

Everyone on the field threw what was in their hands and expressed their dissatisfaction.

"This is the custom of Xiangsui! How can we stop fighting martial arts?! The woman complained disgruntled to the man next to her.

The man covered his wife's mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that the hostess kills you!" ”

……

Wu Xiang raised her hand to signal the people to be quiet, and she continued: "Today I announce that the martial arts competition will be changed to a martial arts trial!" People in the world who are wronged and aggrieved can use martial arts trials to understand themselves, and the ancestral gods always stand on the side of the good. I grant freedom and life to the victors of the contest judgment. ”

"Today is Xiangsui's first martial arts trial!"

The horn sounded, roaring like thunder, breaking the earth, and the wind swept the clouds.

Offstage were two death row prisoners, holding weapons in their hands, looking at each other vigilantly, and the battle was about to break out.

"Let's go." As the order of the maid standing beside Wu Xiang sounded, the two condemned prisoners began to hedge.

The fanatical Xiangsui people had not seen the martial arts competition for a long time, and they got up from their chairs excitedly, waving their arms feverishly and shouting.

In the crowd, several people moved frequently.

"That enchantress is on the high platform, let's go over and kill her!" A man's deep voice sounded suddenly, and he pointed viciously at Wu Xiang, who was watching the game comfortably on the high platform.

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