Xiangxi is thousands of miles deep in the mountains, dark and gloomy, and a dead air that only warriors can see, lingering in the mountains and forests, making the trees here strange and foresty.

In these large villages in the mountains, many people go missing every year.

And this is all done by the Ghoul Cult.

"Click!"

The bamboo stick in his hand was shattered, and the majestic black-robed figure looked at the three words Bai Wuwu on it, and said indifferently: "Wuwu is dead, Ziqing Second Elder, do you know." ”

"Wow!"

There was an uproar below, and the second elder Ziqing knelt on the ground, terrified: "Lord Corpse King, the young sect leader went to Nanling without permission, and we don't know about it!" We are not good at taking care of us, and we deserve death, but I ask the Lord to remember our merits and spare our lives! ”

"All sins deserve death, and you will be left to do nothing." The corpse king's eyes were cold, and the figure surrounded by evil qi beside him pounced ferociously.

Immediately, in the screams of the two elders of Ziqing, their flesh and blood were eaten away little by little.

The ghoul cultists, their faces were pale, and their heads were bowed.

"Hmm!"

The corners of his mouth were full of blood, and the tall corpse puppet slowly raised his head, and his bronzed body was wrapped with chains and rattles.

"Now that Mowgli has reached half a year, after a while, he will be able to become a real drought."

The Corpse King raised his hand and waved, and the iron door embedded in the ground opened, and below it was a pool of blood, soaked with countless fearful and wailing figures: "On the day when the Drought Fish comes out, I will first slaughter Nanling, and then challenge Long Zetian to control the entire martial arts world in China." ”

This young man who was refined into a half-spirited man turned out to be his own son, Bai Wuji.

The level of his cruelty is simply outrageous!

"Hmm!"

Looking at the thousands of people below, the half-rays flew down, screams, wails, and begging for mercy rang out.

The entire Ghoul Cult is like a purgatory on earth.

"Xiaochen, if you don't have anything important, come to my room."

Early in the morning of the first day, Su Chen had breakfast and was stopped by Su Cangliu.

"Grandpa, is there something wrong?" Su Chen was puzzled.

"There's one thing you might not like."

Su Cangliu sighed: "Tomorrow night, it is the birthday banquet of the Su family's mother, and all the main lineages must have someone to go, otherwise his name will be removed from the family tree." ”

Su Chen and other juniors don't care, but Su Cangliu is an elderly person, and it is difficult to let go of the past.

No matter how cold and ruthless the main family is to him, it is the place where he grew up, and his ancestors have lived there for generations.

The name was crossed out of the family tree, which was too difficult for him to accept.

"You really shouldn't have given up the position of head of the family to your grandfather back then." Su Chen was silent.

When Grandpa Su Chen was alive, the head of the family was actually Su Cangliu, but in order to avoid estrangement between his brothers, Su Cangliu gave it to Su Canghai.

Su Canghai was okay during his reign and took good care of both lines, but after his death, his wife Tang changed his will and changed the position of head of the family passed to Su Cangliu to be inherited by her, and called herself Su's mother.

Thinking that this was his brother and sister-in-law, Su Cangliu gave in again.

Since then, his status in this vein has plummeted.

Treatment plummeted.

Identity plummeted.

Until three years ago, he was completely kicked out of the main house.

"In the final analysis, it is your grandfather's wife and your elders, and the respect that should be given is still there."

Su Cangliu sighed: "If you want, after the birthday banquet, take them over, of course, I don't force it." ”

"Got it." Although Su Chen nodded, he was indifferent in his heart.

Folded away?

No way!

Otherwise, who will pay for the suffering and sins he has suffered in this vein?

Besides, he has no blood relationship with Master Su's mother, so he has no family affection, and he will not even have any patience for this kind of person.

He will attend the birthday banquet in place of Su Cangliu.

But after the birthday gift, he will leave immediately without stopping.

"Good work." patted Su Chen's shoulder, and Su Cangliu smiled bitterly.

He watched Su Chen grow up, what Su Chen was thinking, how could he not understand.

He took care of the main family, but he also took care of Su Chen.

Su Chen didn't want to do it, he would never force it.

When Su Chen stepped out of Su Cangliu's room, Tang Cheng suddenly called.

Through the words, Su Chen's eyes flashed slightly: "Okay, I'll go over immediately." ”

The place where the two meet is a small teahouse.

Peaceful environment.

"Mr. Su, thank you for saving face."

Tang Cheng greeted him with a wry smile: "My nephew has suffered too much blow, and he has been depressed for several days, and if he continues like this, he will be almost ruined, I have no choice but to think of you." ”

"Where's your nephew?" Su Chen asked dryly.

"There."

Where Tang Cheng was pointing, there was a young man sitting.

His eyes were dark, and his face was like ashes.

"He's your nephew?" Su Chen's eyes flashed with a different color.

This person turned out to be the young owner of Baicaotang, Sun Yuan, whom he met when he was buried in Xianshan before.

"Su ...... Mr. Sue? Sun Yuan was also stunned.

"You know?" Tang Cheng was surprised.

However, thinking that both of them were from Yunzhou, he was quickly relieved.

"Tell me what's going on." Su Chen sat down.

"Mr. Su, do you know how to heal?" Sun Yuan was skeptical.

Su Chen kills people, but saves people......

"Don't worry."

Tang Cheng laughed: "I saw with my own eyes yesterday that Mr. Su used only a few silver needles to make the head of the Su family and the old head of the Su family stand up, and the legs of the two of them were sentenced to death by many divine doctors." ”

After the Su family established the clan, Su Chen did not become the head of the family, but handed over the affairs of the clan to Su Yuan to take care of.

"Really?"

Although he was still a little skeptical, Sun Yuan nodded with a wry smile: "Mr. Su, since this is the case, then I will tell you." ”

"Seven days ago, I was invited by the Huang family to come to the diagnosis and treatment of the Huang family, the Huang family said that a few months ago, the memory of the Huang family has been getting worse and worse, and often even the family members can't recognize it, but I checked it several times, and I can't find any symptoms, and in desperation, I can only judge it as Alzheimer's."

"Because of this, I was pointed out by the Huang family and said that I was a fart, the Huang family has practiced martial arts for generations and is physically strong, how can I suffer from Alzheimer's."

"They also said that since I took care of him, the condition of the old master of the Huang family has not only not improved, but has become worse and worse, they said that I am a quack, the level is too low, ruined the reputation of the Sun family, and even drove me out of the Huang family, our Sun family has been practicing medicine for a hundred years, and has never suffered such insults."

"Perhaps, it's really that I'm not good at learning, I smashed the Sun family's signboard like this, and when I get down in the future, how can I face my grandfather!"

Sun Yuan picked up the wine glass painfully and drank it with tears in his eyes.

Sun Baicao actually died?

This was unexpected by Su Chen.

"Actually, it's not your fault."

Patting Sun Yuan on the shoulder, Su Chen said calmly: "Your diagnosis is correct, Old Man Huang is indeed not sick, but he was entangled by something else." ”

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