Dawn came quickly, the dew wet Fu Yuanming's clothes, and he faintly heard a cough.

The cough was small, as if it had been suppressed by its owner.

Fu Yuanming turned his head, looked at his home, and thought of his wife and children.

Wiping his face, he inserted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard and hung it around his waist.

Drawing water from the well, pouring the wrapped herbs into the medicine stove, mixing with water, and raising the fire, he was very skilled in all the housework, and the little pu fan fanned the mouth of the small stove, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the flames getting bigger and bigger.

Looking at the flames of the dry wood that kept licking it, his heart slowly calmed down again.

Fu Qingrong said: "Dad, I'm going to the martial arts hall!"

"Well, do you have enough money, do you need me to give you some more?"

"Enough, no more?"

"Well, work hard in the martial arts hall. ”

"Got it!"

When Fu Qingrong said this, he still had a smile on his face.

Fu Yuanming knew that in the past few months, relying on the Wind Technique, his son's cultivation progress had improved by leaps and bounds, and he had reached the middle stage of the Cyclone Realm, and he could be regarded as the best among his peers in the martial arts hall!

Fu Yuanming thought: It seems that I have to work hard!

Since he broke his arm, he didn't have much enthusiasm for cultivation anymore, and he was almost hopeless on the way to martial arts.

But yesterday he received feedback from the sword, and the extinguished enthusiasm was rekindled.

Perhaps, with the help of that mysterious sword, there is a possibility that his right arm will grow again?

It is not impossible to be reborn with a severed limb, but unfortunately the price required is too great, and it is not something that a small martial artist like Fu Yuanming can bear.

Now that he has this long sword, he sees hope again.

In fact, Fu Yuanming also knew that his son was younger than him and had a talent for martial arts than him, so if he handed over the mysterious long sword to his son to use, it might be more effective.

But he just thought about it.

Fu Qingrong was too young, and the ability of the long sword was too dangerous, and he was afraid that his son would not be able to resist that fatal temptation and become a demon full of evil.

After all, even if it was him Fu Yuanming, he almost sank yesterday.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

As an inanimate Chen Hao, he doesn't feel aging, he has almost no enemies, because he is extremely bored, the most he does every day is sleeping, every once in a while, he will wake up when Fu Yuanming is killing, occasionally open his eyes to see the situation of the Fu family, and then continue to sleep.

In two years, Chen Hao successfully evolved into an intermediate-level mystical weapon, and he was not far from a high-level mystical weapon.

The only thing that made him unhappy was that the evolution was unlucky.

Only one skill was added, and this skill had little effect on him.

Skill "Sword Master Amplification": Increase the sword master's perception value by 1 point, and increase the sword taproot bone value by 1 point (the full value of the comprehension value and root bone value is 10 points...... This skill can be called Chen Hao's most useless skill!

Born entirely for the Sword Master!

In the past two years, the Fu family has been doing well, Fu Yuanming used the yellow-level high-grade martial art "Qingfeng Sword Technique" taught by Chen Hao to exchange for a pill in the hands of an intermediate alchemist, and after his wife took the pill, her condition recovered, and she was able to get out of bed and walk and do some simple housework.

His son Fu Qingrong is now his pride, he is only twelve years old, he has reached the peak of the Cyclone Realm, and he may break through at any time to be called a Condensing Qi Realm Martial Artist, he plans to let his son worship the sect before his son is thirteen years old.

The road from the pork shop to the execution ground, Fu Yuanming walked for three years, and he couldn't be more familiar.

The hut where he rested and changed clothes had become more dilapidated over the course of two years.

Just after changing his clothes, a burly general in light armor pushed the door in.

"Old Master, the city lord has ordered that all the bandits in Heiyun Village will be beheaded today, a total of three hundred and fifty-six people, you have to be ready!"

When Fu Yuanming heard that the target of today's execution was the bandit of Heiyun Village, he was shocked, the city guard who was in charge of informing him in the morning did not tell him.

"Commander Liu, I heard that the big boss of Heiyun Village has fled?"

Commander Liu, the deputy commander of the guards of Tieshi City, a master of the True Yuan Realm, was the one who led the troops to exterminate the Black Cloud Village.

Commander Liu waved his hand with a displeased face and said, "You don't have to worry about this, we will continue to want the blood wolf, and you will be responsible for cutting off the head." ”

Watching Commander Liu leave, Fu Yuanming's face was a little solemn.

Killing, of course he is not afraid, what he is afraid of is revenge.

Half a year ago, he was assassinated, but the other party's strength was not strong, and he was killed by him.

Fortunately, the other party did not target his wife and children, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

As for disobeying the orders of the City Lord's Mansion, to be honest, he didn't dare, he didn't have that strength yet.

Carrying a long sword, he came to the execution ground, the chief of the execution ground had already been blocked, and as far as the eye could see, there were dense human heads.

The bandits of Heiyun Village are ruthless and do all kinds of evil, and they are notorious in the vicinity.

I heard that the bandits who were going to behead Heiyunzhai today, the entire Iron and Stone City was a sensation, and after half a day's effort, a large number of people were attracted to come over.

If it weren't for the nearby city guards to maintain order, a group of civilians who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement would probably jump directly onto the execution platform.

In more than three years, Fu Yuanming's lives have increased by at least five hundred, and with the addition of the magic sword skill "Evil Aura", the evil aura in his body is no longer inferior to the killing generals.

As soon as Fu Yuanming appeared, a group of civilians retreated one after another to make way for him.

After all, the evil aura in his body is enough to make people fearful.

"Your Excellency, please stay!"

Someone in the crowd shouted Fu Yuanming.

Fu Yuanming stopped and looked at the man, it was an old woman with a wrinkled face.

The old woman was stared at by him, and couldn't help but take a step back, but she still resisted fear, and took out a piece of cloth from her bosom, and she quickly unfolded the tight cloth, and inside was a handful of golden hairpins and a pair of gold earrings.

The old woman cherished the golden hairpin and gold earrings to Fu Yuanming: "My lord, can you not let that Xu Chenghai die so easily?"

Fu Yuanming knew what the old woman meant.

As an executioner, he often received gifts, most of which were given by the prisoner's family, hoping that he could give the prisoner a happy one on the execution table.

Occasionally, there are people who like him to torture prisoners hard, such as decapitating deliberately without force, and cutting off the head after a dozen or so cuts!

The old woman in front of her may have some great enmity with Xu Chenghai, the third master of Heiyun Village.

If it is given by the prisoner's family, Fu Yuanming usually does not refuse, but if it is given by the prisoner's enemy......

"I'm sorry, I can't take your things, I'm just carrying out the orders of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Fu Yuanming left without looking back.

Maybe the big boss of Heiyun Village who escaped was mixed in the crowd, and he didn't want to do things too much.

Stepping on the execution platform, the ten bound prisoners were already kneeling on it, and the torture platform was in shambles, with rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves on the ground and on the prisoners' bodies, and even stones and lumps...... There were a few city guards who maintained order at the scene who were unlucky, and they were also disgraced by this disgusting "secret weapon", but no one could be found.

Fu Yuanming was a little glad that he came late and threw away almost everything.

There were 10 prisoners on the torture platform, and more than 300 people, most of them old and weak, women and children, who were locked up in the prison van next to them...... They are all family members of the bandits in Heiyunzhai.

If you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back!