Chen Yuan watched Shang Zhonglin and the others leave, then looked at Fang Ze, and saw that Fang Ze had no intention of leaving, so it didn't matter, he didn't speak.

Fang Zemu sent his junior brothers and sisters away.

He always felt that this time it was not easy.

At this time, it would be better to let Shang Zhonglin and them leave first.

Fang Ze's sect task this time, on the one hand, is to complete the return of the disciples of the Xuanwu Palace, and on the other hand, it is to protect Fu Huiling and Fu Huiyu.

If there is nothing on the Xuanwu Palace's side, forget it, if something happens, Fang Ze alone can better improvise.

Shang Zhonglin understands the power change, take Fu Huiling first, and Fu Huiyu leaves, so that Fang Ze can rest assured, if there is really something, let these two little ones be safe first.

Seeing Shang Zhonglin and them leaving, Fang Ze's face was calm, and he closed his eyes to recuperate.

…

About half an hour later, Fang Ze heard movement outside, and he opened his eyes.

I saw a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, with a goatee and a thin face, walking in at the door of the big house.

This person was dressed in a green coat, with a wide robe and large sleeves, and a copper hair crown on his head.

Fang Ze recognized this person.

The other party was Qin Ji, the elder of the Xuanwu Palace.

The last time Fang Ze was doing the task of returning to the Sect for the Xuanwu Sect, he had dealt with Elder Qin Ji.

This person is said to be foolish and loyal to Chen Xuantong, the palace master of Xuanwu Palace.

Qin Ji also saw Fang Ze, his face twitched slightly.

Qin Ji also remembered Fang Ze, the last time he returned to the sect, Fang Ze used his words to squeeze him and paid an extra 1,500 taels of silver, and Qin Ji still remembered this matter in his heart.

Fang Ze walked over with a smile, he refused to lose his courtesy, and bowed slightly to Qin Ji, and said, "Hello Elder Qin, we meet again." ”

"Hehe, I remember you, Fang Ze of the Thousands of Miles Sect." Qin Jipi said with a smile.

"You're actually quite annoying, especially annoying to get money, but it's more reliable, and this time it's done?" Qin Ji asked.

Fang Ze nodded, turned around and pointed to the four coffins behind him and said, "The bodies of several disciples of your sect are here. ”

Qin Ji nodded, and he walked over quickly, constantly looking at the corpses of the four Xuanwu Sect Bitter Master disciples.

Fang Ze felt that this Qin Ji's gaze was not like mourning, but rather like looking for something in these deceased.

After looking at it for a while, Qin Ji didn't seem to get what he wanted, and frowned.

Qin Ji turned his head and asked Fang Ze, "Fang Ze, these disciples of my sect, you sent them all the way back from Miao Jiang, and you didn't miss any of their belongings along the way, right?" ”

"Naturally not, how they are in Miaojiang, how they are now." Fang Ze replied calmly.

Qin Ji didn't seem to be quite satisfied, but he didn't say anything, and nodded reluctantly.

"Elder Qin, this time the matter is over?" Fang Ze asked.

Qin Ji seemed to be a little unsatisfied, but he didn't say anything, nodded, and said, "It's over." ”

Fang Ze nodded.

He was just about to speak, when he suddenly fell into a trance, and for a moment it seemed to enter another state.

The 'gaze' is raised, and the spirit is withdrawn, as if entering another time and space.

Pictures appeared in front of Fang Ze's eyes.

…

…

In a trance, Fang Ze saw that in the middle of his sight, a boy of seven or eight years old was surrounded and humiliated by eight or nine children.

"Ding Xiaoyong, no face, it's so strange to have a mother and no father!"

"The son doesn't teach, the father's fault, the wild seed scolds people and my fault!"

"Hahahaha!"

A group of country children, around a seven or eight-year-old boy, kept circling and humiliating.

The boy could not bear the humiliation, he screamed, pounced, and punched the country children who had humiliated him.

……

The boy was dizzy and seemed unconscious, and for some time, the boy felt like he was being held.

The boy opened his eyes and saw a young and pretty woman dressed in plain cloth

"Mother!" When the boy saw the people around him leaving, he couldn't help but let down big tears and asked, "Mother, why do they scold me for being a wild seed?" I really don't have a daddy, do I? ”

When the pretty woman heard this, she couldn't help but cry in the corners of her eyes, and she said: "Xiaoyong, you have a father, your father is a person with great ambitions and great abilities, one day, he will come to pick you up!" ”

……

The scene turns.

The center is a teenager of twelve or thirteen years old.

The boy stared blankly in front of a new grave.

The new tomb seems to have just been buried, the soil is still freshly turned, and there is only a simple wooden tombstone on it, and there are some noticeably childish fonts on it.

"The Tomb of the Mother of the Woods"

"Mother, you're gone, how will I live alone in the future?"

"My daddy...... Who was he, and why didn't you tell me in the end? ”

The young man muttered to himself.

……

The picture changes back to the village.

The center is still the boy.

"I ...... I was actually selected as a disciple by the Xuanwu Palace? He was actually selected as a disciple by the Xuanwu Palace? ”

The boy seemed to be a year or two older, and the clothes he wore were shabby, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was not well-dressed, and at this time he had a shocked look on his face, and he muttered to himself in disbelief.

……

The young man, that is, Ding Yong, entered the Xuanwu Palace.

Ding Yong was in the Xuanwu Palace, and his luck seemed to be exceptionally good.

I don't know why, he is always treated differently by the master of the Gong.

The people of the House of Internal Affairs were also kind to him.

Didn't give any gifts, but was promoted to the most critical position and received the best care.

By chance, Ding Yong accidentally got the favor of Chen Xuantong, the palace master of Xuanwu Palace, and was accepted as a disciple by the palace master, and directly became the core!

Ding Yong felt that the bad luck in his life was exhausted before he was a teenager, and the road was all smooth in the future.

……

Ding Yong was twenty years old at this time.

It's the mother's death day again this year.

Ding Yong prepared the sacrifice and went to the village to worship his mother.

Because of the thunderstorm, he was delayed for some time, and when he came to his mother's grave, it was already late at night.

Ding Yong didn't expect to see ...... here Palace Master, Master?

Chen Xuantong saw Ding Yong and did not avoid it.

"Yong'er...... There are some things that you need to know. ”

Chen Xuantong turned around, his face was kind, and it was completely different from the sternness of ordinary days, and he said to Ding Yong.

…

“…… That's it, although I am the palace master of Xuanwu Palace, many times I can't help myself. ”

"My wife is too strong, if you want your mother to pass through the door, it won't be long before both your mother and son will be killed by her."

"I have overcome all the obstacles along the way, and I have obtained a lot of sinners, and if you know your identity, I am afraid that you will be hunted down and killed by the enemy."

"Over the years, you have suffered too many grievances, I know it, I hope to give you a good future, can make up for the guilt and regret in my heart."

Ding Yong was deeply shocked.

All kinds of grievances seem to have disappeared in Chen Xuantong's words.

A thousand words, and finally turned into one word.

"Daddy!"

……

The picture changes again.

In the Xuanwu Palace, in Chen Xuan's cohabitation, the four core disciples stood opposite Chen Xuantong, and Ding Yong was also among them.

"I got the secret news that Lan Bining, the leader of the Flying Snake Sect in Miaojiang, has a special thing in his hand, and this thing is a crimson bead."

"Lan Bining has this thing in the sky, but he doesn't know how to use it."

"This thing is extremely precious, it is of great value to my Xuanwu Palace, I need someone to go to Miao Jiang now, and I can use any means to bring this bead back to Xuanwu Palace."

"You are all my personal core disciples, who wants to take on this matter?"

"If I can complete this, I will give him the greatest credit for the door!"

After Chen Xuantong's words were spoken, several core disciples were silent, and no one answered.

Seeing this, Ding Yong took a deep breath and stepped out, "Master, I'll go." ”

…

…

Night.

In the middle of a secluded wood.

"Ding Yong, do you like me or not?"

"I'm going to elope with you, and you still hate me for being unequal to you?" A sixteen or seventeen-year-old Miao girl with a red face.

"Yes, Ban Lian, you are the daughter of the Blue Sect Master, even if you elope with me, if you don't like it in the future, you run back to the Flying Snake Sect, and the Blue Sect Master can't do anything to you, I'm different."

"I'm just an ordinary disciple of Xuanwu Palace, and Xuanwu Palace has strict rules, if you regret eloping, there is still a way out, if I regret it, not only will I not retreat, but I will also be punished by Xuanwu Palace, and the abolition of martial arts is light, and it is normal for me to be executed, do you think this is fair?"

Ding Yong said.

"What the hell do you have to do to believe that I'm genuine?" Ban Lian asked.

"If you are sincere to me, you will bear the same danger as me, I heard that the Blue Sect Master has a box containing a heavy treasure, and if you go and steal it, it will be tantamount to committing a felony against the Flying Snake Sect, if you can do this, I will believe that you really like me, and I am willing to elope with you." Ding Yongdao.

"Okay, steal it, steal it, isn't it just a box?" Ban Lian said.

…

Ban Lian really stole the box containing the treasure.

And handed it over to Ding Yong.

Ding Yong confirmed that the box contained the red bead he wanted.

……

Someone from the Xuanwu Palace came to answer.

It was Senior Brother Zhu Gaoyi who led the team.

"I have already written with Master, but recently Miao Jiang's vigilance has been significantly strengthened, and I am afraid that the beads will be found on me." Ding Yong said, and took out the red bead after speaking.

Zhu Gaoyi laughed and said, "What's so difficult about hiding a bead?" ”

Zhu Gaoyi took the red bead from Ding Yong's hand, and then ...... Stuffed into the ear holes.

Ding Yong was surprised.

"Okay, now that we've hidden the beads, we can go back." Zhu Gaoyi said proudly.

……

Ding Yong and the others were on their way when suddenly a black shadow swept through the air.

"Huh? Xuanwu Palace disciple? ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the sky.

The black shadow instantly turned back, and in a moment, it fell in front of Ding Yong and the others.

An old man in a black robe.

"Hahaha, everyone in Xuanwu Palace is going to die!"

A black fog filled the air.

Ding Yong's eyes darkened.

He sensed that he was about to die.

Everything before his life seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

Mother, villager.

Xuanwu Palace, Master...... Also father.

The last thing that flashed was Ban Lian's simple and lovely face.

"Pandan ......"

Ding Yong found that what he wanted most at this time was Ban Lian, who was used by him.

"Hehehe, I'm so ridiculous, I didn't know until I was dying, it turned out that what I wanted most was an ordinary life."

"It's a pity, there's no chance...... Ding Yong's last thought stopped there.

……

Fang Ze's spirit recovered.

He was still in the room.

Qin Ji, the elder of the Xuanwu Palace in front of him, was flipping through his cuffs and taking out a silver ticket.

Fang Ze exhaled softly.

He knew that what he had just experienced was Ding Yong's life.

Fang Ze really didn't expect that this Ding Yong would have such a tortuous life experience, and the Xuanwu Palace would use such a means to get a key thing from the Flying Snake Sect, a crimson bead.

Moreover, this Ding Yong is actually the illegitimate son of Chen Xuantong, the palace master of Xuanwu Palace.

Any piece of news is quite exciting.

However, Fang Ze's main attention was still paying attention to the harvest of this corpse sale.