After listening to Fang Yu's story, his eyes were full of shock.

He originally thought that a strong man like Fang Yu would definitely have a smooth sail from the beginning of his growth to the present.

Even if there is a setback, it is only short-lived and can be easily resolved.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yu had actually suffered the pain of exterminating the sect back then!

This kind of pain has never been encountered and cannot be felt.

He could only see from the cold killing intent on Fang Yu's face how much impact this incident had on Fang Yu.

"So, what do you think I should do now?" Fang Yu looked at Huai Xuan and asked.

Huaixu glanced at the document in Fang Yu's hand, shook his head, and said apologetically, "Brother Fang, forgive me...... Can't give you advice. ”

"It's okay, you just let this happen to you, which approach would you choose?" Fang Yu asked.

"I ...... It should be that they will be asked to rebuild the Purple Flame Palace, and then go to destroy the sect...... Let them once again experience the pain of being exterminated. Huai said hesitantly.

At this age, Huaixu has long had no intention of killing.

But after he put himself into Fang Yu's identity, what did he think of...... Far from being merciful.

What the Purple Flame Palace did deserved the most extreme revenge.

"That's what to do. Fang Yu put the permission on Huaixu's table and said, "You send this permission to the Wen'an City Martial Arts Association, and let them inform that group of remnants of the Purple Flame Palace can establish a sect." ”

"Good. Huaixu took the license document and said.

"As soon as their sect is established, tell me immediately. Fang Yu said.

"Well, I'll send someone to keep an eye on it. Huaixu said.

Fang Yu nodded, lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea.

Although it was very difficult to endure the anger, in order to inflict the most extreme pain on that group of Purple Flame Palace remnants, Fang Yu was willing to do so.

The sins committed by the Ziyan Palace, just slaughtering them, are too cheap for them.

Let them rebuild the Purple Flame Palace, and destroy the sect again in the same way as they did back then.

This time, Fang Yu would give them the heaviest blow and the deepest fear.

......

After sitting for a while, Huaixu spoke: "Brother Fang, I will officially return to the stage tomorrow." ”

"Not bad. Fang Yu nodded and said, "Now that the Martial Arts Association is in a smoky miasma, you should come forward to take care of it." ”

"I don't care about the moths inside, the key is the ...... of the demi-spirit clan," Huaixu said.

"By the way, I just remembered that yesterday evening, the Half-Spirit Clan came directly to my house. Fang Yu said.

"Are they so bold?" asked Huaixu, whose face changed slightly.

"Just a few puppets, which I destroyed with one palm, but then the person who controlled them left me a few words. Fang Yu said.

"What did you say?" asked Huaixu.

"It's nothing, it's just boring cruel things like wanting me to die. Fang Yu said, "I can't track his location through this kind of sound transmission technique, so there's no follow-up." ”

Huai Xu's face was solemn, thinking about something.

"They should send someone to me again soon, and when the time comes, I'll do my best to gather as much information as possible. Fang Yu said.

"Brother Fang, if they really come to you, you must inform me. Huaixu said with a solemn face, "I must understand what kind of people they are, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with them." ”

"Yes. Fang Yu replied.

......

Fang Yu left the Hidden Forest Villa and wandered the streets.

He had to take a walk now, or the anger in his chest wouldn't dissipate.

Back in the central area of Beidu, there is a historic street called Hengtong Ancient Street.

This street, which is thousands of years old, is crowded with pedestrians.

Pedestrians are attracted not only by the history of the street, but also by the stalls.

On both sides of this street, there are various stalls with items sold from various regions, and there are often rare special items.

Fang Yu walked forward in the crowd, looking at the stalls on both sides from time to time.

Most of the stalls sell trinkets or souvenirs, no snacks.

"It's in the wrong place. Fang Yu shook his head slightly, and walked forward with a quickened pace.

The street is crowded with tourists, and there are people stopping in front of almost every stall.

After Fang Yu walked a long distance, he suddenly saw a stall that no one cared about.

In this stall, there is an irregularly shaped object, which seems to be an ordinary stone.

The person setting up the stall was a boy who looked underage.

Although it was winter, he was still wearing only a thin short-sleeved shirt, holding his feet, and he was skinny.

"Kid, what are you selling?" Before Fang Yu could walk up, a bald middle-aged man holding a child walked up to the stall and asked.

"This is the red dust fruit from our northwest suburbs, it is very ......rare," the boy immediately introduced when he saw someone coming to inquire.

"You mean, it's fruit?" the bald man's eyes widened as he looked at the stone-like objects below.

"That's right, this is the Red Dust Fruit, it is only wild, not planted...... In our area, we produce one a year!"

Before the boy could finish speaking, the bald man left with the child in his arms.

The boy sighed in disappointment and lowered his head.

Fang Yu stepped forward, squatted down, picked up a red dust fruit, and pinched it slightly.

You can really feel that it is relatively soft inside.

But to say that it is a fruit is really difficult to see from the outside.

As for the name of Red Dust Fruit, Fang Yu had never heard of it before.

"You just said that this fruit only grows one a year?" Fang Yu asked.

When the boy heard the voice, he immediately raised his head, and saw that Fang Yu was playing with the Red Dust Fruit, and immediately nodded: "Well, there is only one a year." ”

"It's only one a year, why did it fall into your hands?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"There's really only one! I'm not lying. The boy said excitedly, "The reason why it's all in my hands is because the Hongchen fruit tree is only ...... in our family."

"You just said that it was a northwest feature, since it is a feature, how can it only be in your family?" Fang Yu asked again.

The boy looked up at Fang Yu, a look of hesitation appeared on his dark face, but he quickly became firm.

"Before my grandfather died, he used to tell me a story over and over again......"

"When my grandfather was young, he once met a monk in tattered clothes. The monk passed by the door and asked him for water and food. At that time, my grandfather was very poor and his family was surrounded by walls, but when he saw that the monk was so pitiful, he took out the only piece of bread that was left and gave it to the monk. ”

"When the monk ate this cake, the apprentice wanted to thank my grandfather, so he took a seed from his pocket and gave it to my grandfather. ”

"The monk said that if you grow this seed, your grandfather's life will be turned upside down......

Hearing this, Fang Yu asked, "Then has your grandfather's life changed?"

The boy shook his head and said sadly: "My grandfather has always remembered the words of the monk all his life, and has been watering these seeds, but after decades, it just doesn't grow...... It wasn't until my grandfather died a year ago that the seed began to grow. ”

"It wasn't until last month that the tree grew a single fruit, and I picked the red dust fruit and wanted to take it out and sell it......"

"I thought that here in the northern capital, there would be many people who knew about Hongchen Fruit......

After listening to the boy's words, Fang Yu frowned slightly, looking at the fruit in his hand that looked like a stone.

Assuming that what the boy said is true, then this so-called red dust fruit is really not simple.

The growth cycle alone is comparable to some medicinal herbs.

You can see it from the outside, but you can't see anything.

And the fruit did not exude a strange smell.

What the hell is this thing?

"Brother, do you want to buy it?" asked the boy with a look of anticipation, "I want to sell this fruit so that my parents don't have to work so hard to earn me tuition." ”

"How much?" Fang Yu asked.

"Two thousand. The boy said.

"You're too expensive, an apple is only two yuan, and you've risen a thousand times. Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.

"Then, that's one thousand five! or one thousand!" The boy seemed to be afraid that Fang Yu wouldn't buy it, and hurriedly said.

Fang Yu smiled and took out a thumb-sized gem glowing with purple light from the storage space of the Ethereal Ring.

"I didn't have any cash, so I replaced it with this gem, which must have been worth more than two thousand dollars. You take the gem home and give it to your parents, who should be able to find a place to exchange it for cash. Fang Yu said.

"Okay!" The boy took the gem from Fang Yu's hand, his eyes lit up.

And Fang Yu took the so-called red dust fruit and stood up.

"Take care of that gem and don't lose it. Fang Yu said to the boy.

"Okay, thank you, brother. The boy got up and bowed to Fang Yu, and rolled up the stall neatly.

Fang Yu turned to leave, observing the Red Dust Fruit in his hand as he walked.

"Poof!"

After walking a few steps, the red dust fruit in his hand like a stone suddenly flashed with a light on his appearance!

Immediately, the entire red dust fruit turned into a wisp of gas and submerged from Fang Yu's palm!