A door opened quietly, and then a figure flashed out of the house, and after several jumps, it had already jumped into the courtyard where the coffin was placed.

A housekeeper carrying a lantern rubbed his eyes and secretly said that he had been overworked recently, and he was dazzled to the extent that he saw someone flying off the wall.

He wouldn't have known, it wasn't that he was dazzled, but that the figure was too fast.

In front of the spirit body, the figure quietly walked to the coffin.

"Who?" Yang Qianxun looked at the figure standing next to his father's coffin, quickly gathered the wisdom of his whole body, and slapped it out with one palm.

After feeling the aura behind him that was full of the peak of the emperor, this figure quickly turned around and took out a palm.

The two palms collided instantly, and the strength of this figure was significantly higher than the former, but for some reason, it did not exert all its strength.

So the two were shocked back a few steps by each other's palm wind, and when they were about to step forward to continue the battle, Yang Qianxun instantly saw this person's face clearly, and immediately said in surprise: "Big brother!"

It turned out that the figure who came here late at night was none other than Yang Qianming, who had just returned.

Yang Qianming was suspicious of his father's killing by the emperor, and he was not easy to investigate during the day, so he had to take advantage of the secluded night to find out.

The two looked at each other, and Yang Qianming naturally saw his younger brother Yang Qianxun, so he made a silent gesture and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

Yang Qianxun's unusually handsome face suddenly smiled under the refraction of the moonlight: "Could it be that the eldest brother is also here to investigate the clues?"

After hearing that he was also here to investigate, Yang Qianming instantly had a feeling of enlightenment, and he couldn't imagine that the two of them would come together to investigate without communicating.

After seeing Yang Qianming nodding his head heavily, Yang Qianxun immediately wanted to scream excitedly, but Yang Qianming covered his mouth in time.

"Shhhh

After looking around, Yang Qianxun laughed quietly: "Big brother don't make fun of me, don't mention this woman to me, if she is not my mother, how can I bear with her?"

knew that Luo Yi's personality was indeed too extreme, no wonder even his own son had an opinion about her, but Yang Qianming also had to persuade him: "No matter how wrong it is, she is also your biological mother, how can you say such words as a child?

Hearing this, Yang Qianxun shrunk his neck, although the two seemed to be tied, he knew in his heart that the strength of his eldest brother was above him.

"Okay, count me wrong, my good big brother, let's take a quick look at the injuries on my father's body, whether it has anything to do with the red face. Yang Qianxun stuck out his tongue and said it playfully.

The two had been idle for so long, and Yang Qianming was also afraid of being discovered, so he nodded and slowly pushed the lid of the coffin.

Because the force was used just right, the coffin lid did not creak during the movement.

When the lid of the coffin was pushed aside, Yang Qianming looked at the middle-aged man inside with his eyes closed, his heart sank, and a wave of sadness instantly swept through his heart.

After noticing Yang Qianming's change, Yang Qianxun patted the former's shoulder carefully and comforted: "Don't be sad, father, he will understand you." ”

Yang Qianming raised his arm tremblingly, put his trembling hand on Yang Tiejun's pale cheek, and gently stroked it, Yang Qianming's heart was almost broken into several petals.

Seeing Yang Qianming like this, Yang Qianxun had no choice but to push him aside, and said in a deep voice: "Time is pressing, I know the fame trick of the emperor's red face, if my father does not have this mark, then someone else will kill my father." Stabilize your emotions first, and wait for me to take a closer look!"

Hearing him say this, Yang Qianming had no choice but to agree, after all, he was afraid that if he went to see his father, his emotions would not be able to be controlled.

In addition, I don't know Tinghuang's famous stunt, so it is better to let the familiar younger brother come forward and watch it carefully.

Thinking of this, Yang Qianming turned his back and wiped away all the tears that flowed out of the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

Yang Qianming secretly swore in his heart that from today on, when he stabbed the murderer and got revenge, he would stay in front of his father's spirit and cry happily.

But before that, he won't shed a single tear, and the transformation of a boy into a man has quietly happened.

Being cold-blooded is not what he wants, but he is forced by fate to be like this, and he has to look at everything lightly.

From today on, Yang Qianming told himself that the kind and optimistic man was dead, and a man who was only burning the blood of life for revenge appeared.

"The mystery of the plum blossom gods.... This is indeed the famous stunt of the Emperor of the Bronze Throne of the Western Inquisition!" Yang Qianxun said through gritted teeth.

Looking at Yang Qianxun with hatred on his face, Yang Qianming slowly walked in front of him and pushed the lid of the coffin up with one hand, but at the same time threw a pill into it.

The pill thrown into it was found by Yang Qianming from the Lancheng Space Ring, called the Bustiff Pill, and the effect was to preserve the corpse for ten years without being corrupted.

And Yang Qianxun didn't notice the former's move, but just said some words of revenge angrily.

Patting him on the shoulder, Yang Qianming asked, "Chihiro, are you also going to participate in the selection competition of the Inquisition?"

I don't know why he asked, but Yang Qianxun still nodded and responded: "Yes, this time, it was because of the preparation for the selection competition that I went to the western suburbs hunting ground accompanied by General Xu and my mother, which allowed us to escape the catastrophe." I heard my mother say that he asked his father if he wanted to go, but my mother said that his father was not in a very good mood after returning from the palace that day, and refused to go to the western suburbs with him. If my father had gone with him, maybe, maybe this wouldn't have happened!"

Nodding, Yang Qianming took everything he said to heart, and asked again: "There are four largest tribunals on the mainland, which are spread across the territories of the four equally strongest empires, although they are the same tribunals, they are not the same camp. The four courts in the east, west, north and south have been fighting for many years, and if you want to take revenge, you must enter the northern court, and have a strong backing, and then you can complete the difficult road of strengthening. ”

After listening to Yang Qianming, Yang Qianxun nodded and said, "Yes, we want to go together, then what we are doing now is to pass the selection competition of the Northern Trial Court, so that we can get the opportunity to enter the Trial Court Battle Pavilion!"

"The selection competition of the Inquisition Court is very difficult, we have to work hard these days, I will take you to meet a few friends tomorrow morning, they are all going to participate in the selection competition. Yang Qianming said slowly, mentioning those friends, I couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in my heart.

Since leaving the Shura Gate, the road has been full of dangers. Yang Qianming knew that thanks to these partners he had met, he was able to persevere to this day and return safely.

"Okay!" Yang Qianxun also nodded expectantly.

After catching up with Yang Qianxun for half an hour, Yang Qianming returned to the room alone.

Lying on the bed, Yang Qianming did not sleep, but wondered where his mother had gone.

During the chat with Yang Qianxun just now, Yang Qianming asked more than once where his mother Yanran Shui Dan was.

But Yang Qianxun's answer was nothing more than that he disappeared when he returned home, and also claimed that because of his disappearance, his mother suffered from madness.

Where will the mentally abnormal mother go?

Although Yang Qianming was heartbroken, he was helpless, the world was so big, where did he have to go to find his mother.

Yang Qianming, who had just returned to his hometown, lost his father and his mother.

These things did not crush Yang Qianming, but made the man's heart in this young man's body seem to take root overnight and grow strong and mature.

The next step is to participate in the trial competition, and then get a place to enter the battle cabinet for training.

And Yang Qianxun learned that there were still seven days before the trial competition was held, Yang Qianming calculated the time, and it was no surprise that his injuries in the past seven days should be able to recover to the peak state.

Yang Qianming, who was troubled by all kinds of things, had lost the desire to sleep, turned over and sat on the bed, Yang Qianming's heart moved, and the next moment appeared in the magic heart space.

Because he suddenly remembered what the demon god said before, one day will change the world here, and the travel of these days has made him almost forget about it.

Yang Qianming, who had just stepped into the Demon Heart Space, was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

On the black ground in front of me, a quaint giant tree with a height of 1,000 feet grew at some point, the entire trunk of the tree exuded a silver light, and the dense branches and leaves all told people about its vigorous vitality.

However, before he could recover from the shock on the giant tree, Yang Qianming saw a pool of spring water not far away, but it was strangely divided into three colors.

They were yellow, red, and purple springs, and Yang Qianming was surprised at the same time, but he was also attracted by a ground that glowed with a dark red sheen.

"Haha, are you here, are you shocked?" I don't know when a man who was completely black and hiding in the black fog appeared next to Yang Qianming.

Looking at the phantom that the demon god had turned into, Yang Qianming nodded and said, "That's right, I was indeed shocked by you!"

Hearing this, the demon god had a feeling of landlord friendship and guided Yang Qianming to walk towards the giant tree first, and introduced as he went: "This is the spiritual giant tree of the entire demon heart space, as well as the law spring and the earth of all things over there!"

Looking in all directions pointed by the Demon God, Yang Qianming seriously kept these names in his heart, and the shock brought to him by the Demon Heart Space was too huge.

Originally, he thought that only the Evil Yuan Ding could give him his own abilities and help, but now that he saw everything in the Demon Heart Space, Yang Qianming suddenly felt that this place was no worse than the Evil Yuan Ding.

Of course, there is no comparison between them, because Yang Qianming knows that they have their own uses.

"Let me first introduce you to the ability of the Spiritual Giant Tree, this giant tree is equivalent to the heart in your body, which means that the Spiritual Giant Tree is the heart of this demon heart space. All of the abilities and effects here, including survival, are directly equated with the Corpse Tree. The demon god paused, and then said: "Even if I count me, before I said that there is not much divine power in the body, it means that the energy in this spiritual giant tree is insufficient. The spar you gave me was only enough to open the earth of all things, and the spring of law could not be activated because of the lack of spars. But after those hedras are replenished, they can allow the Soul Giant Tree to reawaken them all from the deep underground. ”

Yang Qianming, who knew it in his heart, did not immediately tell the demon god the truth, although now the two of them are like grasshoppers on a rope, but after all, this demon god is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of millions of years, and Yang Qianming has to be careful with him.

"All the 100,000 spirit weapon-level iron spars have been used up?" Yang Qianming gasped.

The demon god nodded without any feeling and said: "It's almost not enough, but fortunately, I found some scattered spars here at the critical moment to make up the number, otherwise you don't plan to use this earth." ”

I thought that the Demon God might be a waste, but Yang Qianming really didn't think that he could waste it to the point of being a loser.