"Chen Hu, are you done with your business? When we were done, we went back to the village together. ”

Xiao Fan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Originally, he planned to buy some incense candles at the incense and candle shop in the town, and buy some of the things his parents liked to eat at the town shop.

Now that his parents' graves have been dug up, there is no need to buy any more.

Chen Hu nodded: "Brother Xiao, I don't have anything to do, just go to the town and go back to the village together." ”

"Brother Xiao, you are a real horse."

Xiao Fan touched the horse's mane: "Xiaobai, take me and Chen Hu back to the village." ”

In the next second, the white dragon horse flew into the air.

Xiao Fan and Chen Hu were both swept up by a force and flew up, and some people nearby showed shock in their eyes, in a small town like theirs, there were very few powerful martial artists coming over.

Not to mention a horse flying.

"Ahh

Chen Hu screamed in surprise, but soon he found that he was flying very steadily.

Xiao Fan slowed down the White Dragon Horse.

But in just two minutes they reached the village, on a low hill.

"Brother Xiao, you... You horse can fly. ”

Down-to-earth Chen Hu dared to speak, his eyes were full of shock.

In his cognition, those who can fly are all fairy-like figures, and he has never seen such a strong person.

"Hmm."

Xiao Fan nodded.

He walked heavily towards the two graves that had been opened, and judging from the soil conditions, it would only be two or three months before the graves were opened.

"Brother Xiao, don't be too sad."

"If you do such a lack of morality, the other party will definitely be punished."

Chen Hu comforted a little awkwardly.

Xiao Fan's eyes showed a look of doubt, his divine sense shrouded the two tombs, and he carefully searched and sensed inch by inch.

"No, although the grave was dug up, nothing was dug up, and the coffin was already empty and there were no bones."

"Not even in this coffin there is any corpse gas left."

Xiao Fan's brows furrowed, what is the situation?

There was a look of remembrance in his eyes, when his mother died, he and his father buried her, and although he was only three years old that year, he remembered very well that he was a time-traveler.

Later, his father died, and with the help of some kind villagers, he buried his father next to his mother.

"System, my parents were obviously buried back then, why is there no corpse gas in the coffin, there is not a trace of corpse gas."

Xiao Fan asked in his mind.

He now has the cultivation of the early stage of Emperor Wu, and he still has this ability to judge.

The system said: "Host, you are the Martial Emperor, you should be able to think of it." ”

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and he tried to calm himself down.

"There should only be two possibilities without the slightest corpse qi, the first possibility is that the top powerhouse stole the corpse and completely cleared the corpse qi."

"The second possibility is that the father and mother did not die."

Xiao Fan said secretly in his heart.

He thought about it carefully, and the first one was unlikely.

There is a possibility that the top powerhouse will steal the corpse, but the other party will steal the corpse, why do you clean up all the corpse qi here?

Let him sense the corpse of his parents, won't he be even more angry with him?

"Chen Hu, please go down the mountain and ask Grandpa Zhou to come up."

Xiao Fan turned his head to Chen Hu and said.

Grandpa Zhou is an elder in their village, he is relatively old, and he was not bad to him and his parents back then.

"Xiaobai, you have a good sense of induction, is there a strong man at the level of Martial Emperor who has come to steal the corpse? Or can you sense my parents' corpses. ”

Xiao Fan sent a message to the White Dragon Ju.

In the early stage of the White Dragon Pony Demigod, if there is a strong person who steals the corpse and clears the corpse qi in one fell swoop, it will definitely find something.

After a long while, the white dragon horse shook his head.

At the time of its inspection, Xiao Fan used the Eye of the Heavenly Gods, and he carefully examined it, but still did not find it.

"Demigod-level powerhouses shouldn't come over to steal corpses."

"There should be an eighty or ninety percent chance that my parents will fake their deaths."

Xiao Fan said secretly in his heart.

He sat down and carefully recalled that if his parents were faked, then his parents could not be ordinary people.

"It's kind of weird."

Xiao Fan muttered to himself.

Even if he was a traverser, he didn't notice anything unusual back then, but now that he recalls it, there are some things that are a little strange.

"Xiao Fan, don't think about it."

Xiao Fan didn't sit and think for a long time, and several people rushed up, led by a middle-aged man, Chen Hu's father, Chen Shan.

"Uncle Chen, long time no see."

Xiao Fan stood up and said.

"It's been a long time, the last time I saw you was eight or nine years ago, but Xiaohu said a few years ago that I saw you come back to worship."

Chen Shan said with an apologetic look in his eyes.

Xiao Fan was driven out of the village back then, and the Huang family in the village was powerful, and when Xiao Fan was driven away, they were helpless.

"Xiao Fan, leave quickly. The Huang family estimates that they will get the news soon, and they will definitely be unkind to you when you come back. ”

"Some time ago, your parents' graves were dug up, and some people in the Huang family said that they dug them well."

Another middle-aged man sighed.

"Want to leave? Xiao Fan, Lao Tzu told you back then, if you dare to go back to the village, Lao Tzu will definitely break your legs. ”

An arrogant voice rang out.

Several people from the Huang family rushed up, their average strength was higher than the rest of the village, and the guy who spoke had the Ning Yuan realm.

In Shengjing City, Ning Yuan Realm is nothing, but in such a small village, Ning Yuan Realm is already the most powerful person in the village.

"Brother Yao, the graves here are all ready-made, or kill him directly and bury his body in the pit."

Another person from the Huang family said viciously.

The Huang family was the tyrant in their village, but when his parents were there, they didn't seem to have been bullied by the Huang family.

This is quite strange for Xiao Fan.

After the death of his parents, the Huang family tried their best to target him, which is actually strange, the Huang family and theirs did not have such a big contradiction back then.

Xiao Fan estimated that the Huang family may have secretly suffered at the hands of his parents.

"Killed and buried?"

"Great idea!"

Huang Yao smiled cruelly, he said and pulled out the long sword at his waist, "Xiao Fan, I was already gracious when I didn't kill you back then, and you actually dared to come back." ”

"Today is your time of death."

Xiao Fan looked at Huang Yao with an indifferent expression.

The sword in Huang Yao's hand suddenly disobeyed, and his sword instantly stabbed at the guy next to him who the Huang family said was going to kill him.

"Poof!"

The sword pierced through the front chest and pierced through the back.

"Ahh

The stabbed man screamed.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, it's not me, it's not me."

Huang Yao shouted in horror, he quickly drew his sword, and the next second the sword in his hand directly wiped his own neck.

"Run, run."

"Xiao Fan is weird."

The rest of the Huang family fled in terror.

Chen Shan and the others looked at Xiao Fan in shock, they are not stupid, Huang Yao killed his own people and then committed suicide, it must have been Xiao Fan who did something.

"Xiaofan, what's the matter with you?"

An old man came up the hill panting.

"Grandpa Zhou, your old body is much weaker than back then. My fault, I should have gone down and picked you up the mountain. ”

Xiao Fan looked at the old man who went up the mountain.

The old man waved his hand: "I'm fine, just go up the mountain and take a quick breath, it's not a big problem for me to climb such a hill ten times a day or eight times." ”

"Shhhh

The old man saw Huang Yao's corpse on the ground.

He gasped.