Chen Qing sat in Wang Kun's room, trying to calm himself down.

The smell of blood filled the room, impacting Chen Qing's heart.

Finally, he stood up, wiped the blood stains in the house, and then carried Wang Kun's body and walked out of the house.

He looked around, avoided the Night Patrol disciples, and hurried down the mountain.

He soon went to the bottom of the mountain and found a place to bury Wang Kun.

Then he went up the hill again and returned to his house.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Qing really calmed down.

Wang Kun is dead, as long as he is not found to have anything to do with him, this catastrophe is over.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, but Chen Qing did not feel the slightest sleep.

So, he started a tiger punch in the house.

Call......

Call......

The roaring fist wind hunted and hunted, and Chen Qing's tiger roaring skills became more and more exquisite.

After a while, he was sweating profusely, but instead of getting tired, he became more and more energetic.

Then, he picked up the axe and began to practice wood-chopping skills.

The progress of chopping wood is also growing.

An hour later, the sky was dark.

Name: Qing Chen

Lifespan: 2 years, 10 months and 9 days

Realm: None

Exercises: None

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist: Mastery (45%), Wood Chopping Skill: Introductory Progress (95%)

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"Wood-splitting is about to get started."

There was a faint hint of expectation on Chen Qing's face.

In today's Shengwu Hall, there are few people who can get started with wood-splitting.

Even, Chen Qing had never seen that disciple perform firewood chopping skills.

After all, as official disciples, they had a lot of martial arts to cultivate.

Who would practice this kind of hard-to-get entry-level wood-splitting skill?

"The steward gave me two days off, so I don't have to go to work today, so I will start practicing this firewood chopping skill first."

As he spoke, Chen Qing cultivated again.

Swish!

Swish!

He was armed with an axe, and the force surged from his knees, through his waist, and then to his arms, slashing forward.

Burst!

There was a crisp sound, and the wooden table in front of him was actually split by the axe in his hand.

Chen Qing's expression was shocked.

"This ......"

For a moment, he was a little shocked.

His axe didn't hit the wooden table, huh?

Then, he did it a few more times and finally noticed the difference.

When he performed the firewood chopping skill, there was a layer of brilliant white light on the blade of the axe, which was very faint, and if he didn't look closely, he couldn't find it at all.

It should have been this white light that split the wooden table in front of him just now.

"This firewood chopping skill is really amazing." Chen Qing admired in his heart.

In his feelings, the firewood chopping skill seemed to be more than one level stronger than the Tiger Fist.

Name: Qing Chen

Lifespan: 2 years, 9 months and 21 days

Realm: None

Exercises: None

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist: Mastery Progress (35%), Wood Chopping Gong: Mastery Progress (15%)

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"Wood-chopping is finally getting started."

Chen Qing looked at the panel and muttered.

"I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, I would consume nearly two months of longevity."

Chen Qing was distressed.

At this time, Chen Qing actually felt a sense of sleepiness.

Fortunately, he didn't have to work today, so he lay down in bed and fell asleep.

Chen Qing was sleeping in the house, but the miscellaneous office of the Holy Martial Hall was not peaceful.

At dawn, Wang Kun did not come, which made several people in the miscellaneous service department in charge of Wang Kun puzzled.

Yang Xiaoliu ran to Wang Kun's residence, but no one was found.

But he smelled the slightest smell of blood in Wang Kun's residence.

This made Yang Xiaoliu stunned, and hurriedly ran to find Wang Meng.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's not good, it's not good."

At this time, Wang Meng was about to go to the martial arts training ground, and after seeing Yang Xiaoliu, he was slightly stunned.

He recognized the other party, it was a small handyman who had been following his brother Wang Kun.

"What's wrong?"

"Wang Bantou, he's missing." Yang Xiaoliu said anxiously.

Hearing this, Wang Meng's expression changed, Wang Kun was fine when he left here last night, how could he disappear for no reason?

"When?" Wang Meng looked at Yang Xiaoliu.

"This morning, Wang Bantou did not go to the miscellaneous servants, and the little one thought that he had overslept, so he went to his residence to look for him, but he was not in the residence, and he was ......"

"And what?" Wang Meng was a little anxious in his heart.

"And in his room, the little one smelled a faint smell of blood."

Hearing this, Wang Meng's expression changed, and he didn't care about going to the martial arts arena, so he took Yang Xiaoliu and walked directly to Wang Kun's residence.

Soon, the two of them were here.

They pushed the door in, and the room was furnished intact.

But there was a smell of blood.

Wang Meng's face was ugly, and he checked the room and found several blood stains that had not been wiped clean.

Seeing this, Wang Meng sighed in his heart.

His younger brother is likely to be in danger.

Wang Meng was worried, Wang Kun went back from him last night, and there was nothing abnormal.

But overnight, my brother was gone, and there were still blood stains in his room.

This made Wang Meng's face pale.

Who the hell is it? So bold?

How dare you commit murder in the Holy Martial Hall?

"Senior Brother Wang, hurry up and go to the main hall of the martial hall, and the hall master will pass you over."

At this moment, a Saint Martial Hall disciple hurriedly came.

Hearing this, Wang Meng's expression changed, he looked at the person who came, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"In the morning, something happened to Wutang, and a corpse was dug up at the bottom of the mountain, it seems to be your younger brother."

Wang Meng was shocked, and his whole head roared.

He didn't care about anything else, and strode towards the martial hall.

The main hall of the Holy Martial Hall is magnificent and solemn, majestic and majestic.

At this time, there were many people standing in the main hall, and above the high position, there was a middle-aged man in a robe.

His black hair was thick and quite majestic, and he was none other than He Lianshan, the hall master of the Holy Martial Hall.

In addition to these people, there was a corpse lying under the main hall.

He was still covered in dried blood and dirt.

The corpse's face was pale, and he had been stabbed dozens of times in his upper body, and he was almost human.

Everyone in the hall shook their heads and sighed, this kind of killing method is obviously a novice.

However, if he committed murder in the Holy Martial Hall, the murderer was not small.

At this moment, Wang Meng entered the main hall, and he first saluted to Helian Mountain at the top of the main hall.

Then looked at Wang Kun who was lying on the ground, Wang Meng's expression changed, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Hall Master, who is this doing?" Wang Meng asked.

"The matter is to be investigated, and in the morning, someone found bloodstains, went down the mountain, and dug up a corpse." At this time, He Lianshan, who was at the top of the main hall, spoke.

"In the past few days, the Holy Martial Hall has been eventful, I can't spare my hand, since he is your younger brother, Wang Meng, this matter will be handed over to you to investigate."

"Yes!"

Wang Meng nodded, and then left the hall with Wang Kun's body in his arms.

"A few days later, it will be the day when Lei Yan Martial Hall will kick the hall, but the core disciples of my Holy Martial Hall have all been injured, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the other party, once we lose, the Holy Martial Hall's ranking in Changle County will fall, and it will not be good for us."

He Lianshan looked at everyone and said in a low voice, "What can you do?" ”

"Hall Master, the plan now is to recover their injuries as soon as possible."

"Everyone else is easy to say, but that Lei Yan Martial Hall's Yu Fei, if it weren't for his heyday, I'm afraid that no one in my Holy Martial Hall would be his opponent." He Lianshan said with a solemn face.