On the northern border of the Principality of the Heavenly Wind, barren mountains are continuous, and the wilderness is full of yellow sand.

A knife-like wind swept past the abandoned mine, tearing the ground apart, sand scattered, and rubble rolled in all directions.

An old man with a stiff figure, dressed in gray linen clothes and wearing a hat on his head, walked slowly in the wind and sand, leaning down from time to time and picking up a grain of slag with his big rough hands.

With great difficulty, he put away a handful of slag and contentedly put the slag into the basket he was carrying behind him.

In less than half an hour, the basket was half full.

The sound of breaking wind sounded in the distance, and a black shadow flew by, and when it got closer, the person who came knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice: "The family master, Zhang Cheng and his family, as well as the disciples, have all been taken down by the Royal Forest Army, waiting for the fate of the family master." ”

The old man raised his head, and his rough face, which was crawling with wrinkles, was as cold and hard as a rock.

He didn't seem to hear the report from his subordinates, just rubbed the slag in his hand, and his eyes were full of reminiscence: "Three hundred years ago, the ancestor was sent here by Fengcheng to supervise more than 20 mines around. It's just that in the past three hundred years, the mines have been closed one by one, but we are getting bigger and more bloated, and we can't afford to raise so many idlers. ”

Ye Beishan sighed, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes: "If it weren't for that, how could those two children go into business, and how could they put their ideas on other families, so that they suffered such a catastrophe?"

The man in black with a sword kneeling on one knee just listened quietly, silent, like a stubborn stone in the wilderness.

Ye Beishan lost his mind for a moment, and said lightly: "Kill them all, and bury those two children." ”

The man in black nodded and took the order, and then said: "Over there in Yunlong City, the crown prince Zuo Yuanyi and the king of Beihai, Zuo Yuanlong, both sent people to send a letter of request, Huang Tianbo, the head of the Huang family in Sanchuan, committed suicide by poisoning, and his family has fled to various places, only the third son, Huang Jingyun, was taken to Cifu Temple. ”

Ye Beishan smiled coldly: "They are smart, knowing that my Ye family disdains to accept this favor, then leave them a root." ”

The man in black received the order again, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "What about Ye Changsheng?"

Hearing Ye Changsheng's three words, Ye Beishan's indifferent eyes burst out with two rays of essence, and a cold murderous aura came out of his body, and disappeared invisibly.

Ye Beishan said lightly: "I want all the information of Ye Changsheng, and in addition, send someone to try his catties and taels, so as not to harm his life." ”

casually took off the basket behind him, and Ye Beishan threw it into the air.

Black slag poured out of the tumbling basket, but it was pulled by a mysterious force, like black graffiti, suspended irregularly in the air.

Ye Beishan's rough hands grabbed emptyly, and the fingertips of his ten fingers sprayed ten hot flames.

The man in black who knelt on one knee couldn't help but stare in his eyes, revealing a look of awe.

These ten flames are not ordinary fire-attribute spiritual power, but the Eight Desolation Spiritual Flames that belong to the family master's refining!

The red flames danced in the wind, and the grains of slag precipitated molten iron, which immediately exploded, dense as stir-fried soybeans.

The rolling molten iron quickly gathered together, suspended in the air, and condensed into a sword shape.

The red flames vanished abruptly, and blunt jagged blades fell to the sand with a thud.

"Use this sword to avenge those two children. Ye Beishan patted the dust on his palm, turned around and left with a gloomy expression.

It wasn't until his figure was out of sight that the black-clothed man stood up, picked up the blunt sword that was stained with grit but had reached the level of spiritual martial arts, and carefully hung it on his waist.

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"Tianye Family?" In Sanshui Town, in the study of Red Leaf Villa, Ye Changsheng held a dossier and couldn't help but be surprised.

Ye Xiangxi explained in detail: "Childe, about three hundred years ago, a child of the Feng family in the north of Fengcheng was assigned by the Senate to the northern border of the Tianfeng Empire to take care of the mines because he cheated in the sword casting assessment, which is the origin of the Tianye family. ”

Ye Changsheng suddenly said: "So, the Tianye family also belongs to the Beifeng lineage, Ye Congwen and Ye Congxin are the children of the Beifeng lineage?"

Ye Xiangxi nodded and said: "It can be said that the Tianye family is managing the mine for Fengcheng after all, so although the bloodline has faded and has been reduced to a sideline, it is still recognized by Fengcheng internally." ”

Ye Changsheng sighed and motioned for Ye Xiangxi to continue.

Ye Xiangxi said with a solemn expression: "Childe, the Tianye family has a very deep foundation in the Tianfeng Principality, and it has a close relationship with the sword cultivator's Crazy Sand Sect, and its strength should not be underestimated!"

Ye Changsheng flipped through the information compiled by Ye Xiangxi, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but feel Ling Ran in his heart.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the King of Beihai sent a letter of request to Ye Beishan, the head of the Tianye family, at the same time, but the Tianye family is just a branch derived from Fengcheng to take care of the mine, and it has such a powerful influence.

In this way, the Huang family is afraid that there will be more luck and less luck.

Sure enough, Ye Xiangxi continued: "Son, the current situation of the Huang family is very strange, Huang Sanyuan, as the head of the Huang family in the capital, has already drawn a clear line with Huang Tianbo's Sanchuan Huang family, and the Sanchuan Huang family is now a bird and a beast. ”

Ye Changsheng was surprised: "Neither the crown prince nor the king of the North Sea took action?"

Ye Xiangxi's eyes also flashed with a hint of dazedness, and he could only say his guess: "My subordinates thought that probably the imperial court took into account the face of the Tianye family, so they didn't dare to interfere too much, and handed over the decision to the Tianye family." ”

Ye Changsheng said indifferently: "In other words, now Huang Tianbo and the people of his family seem to be fleeing in all directions, but in fact, they are already prey in the eyes of others?"

Ye Xiangxi nodded silently, in fact, he also heard some rumors about Huang Tianbo and Huang Jingyun, but after all, they were just rumors, and they needed to be verified before they could tell Gongzi.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ye Changsheng asked, "Zhang Cheng, where are they now?"

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but worry, the Tianye family was so strong, how could he let Zhang Cheng go?

If it weren't for Zhang Cheng instigating Ye Congwen and Ye Congxin, then the rest of the story would not have happened at all.

For the tragic death of the two brothers of the Ye family, Zhang Cheng has to bear at least half of the responsibility.

Although Ye Changsheng didn't like Zhang Cheng either, since he had promised to protect the Zhang family, he naturally couldn't break his trust.

After all, Zhang Cheng is a contemporary sword-casting master, and there will be a place for him in the Sword Hall.

Ye Xiangxi was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and a spy of the Ye family walked into the study, bowed down and said: "Childe, the Liu family sent news that Zhang Cheng delayed the trip because of the pregnant concubine, and their family was detained by the border guards when they crossed the border of the Tianfeng Principality!"