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Chapter 44 Zimo Hongchen

Looking down from here, the ancient mountain city looks like a staircase, and the rows of houses and buildings are built on these steps, all of which are coated with a layer of red light at this time. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the wèn Aishang novel website biquge.info)!

In the staggered alleys and streets, there are many people, merchants, breakfast sellers, grocery buyers, and merchants who get up early to travel, a noisy scene.

Looking down from here, the field of vision is extremely broad, and the heart is magnificent.

"Is the scenery here so good?" Li Qingshan exclaimed slightly, took a deep breath, punched, and moved his hands and feet.

Sensing the flow of true qi in this body, the nine Qi Condensing Pills last night were taken and strengthened a few points, and his cultivation at the second level of Qi refining was gradually stabilizing.

He was not in a hurry to cultivate the demon pill demon body, and swallowed a large amount of qi condensing pills at once.

Because the hunch is that he will stay here for a while, the next Qi Condensing Pill will be obtained from Jiaping City. If you take a large amount of pills, you will not be able to take them, but it is better to slowly draw them like this, and the demon pill and demon body will naturally absorb some of the medicinal power.

He took out a set of old clothes from the original owner, changed into the wolf suit on his body, and then opened the door, walked down the steps, and ate a special snack in a shop with the word "tea" hanging on it.

Feeling that his great dream of eating all the food in the world had come true, and then he continued to walk with satisfaction, he deliberately walked very slowly, admiring the scene along the street.

I don't know how long it took him to be so calm and do such a thing. Since I started practicing, the whole day has been tense and urgent, even if I return to the world, when I arrive in the ancient city of Jiaping, I am still dealing with a steady stream of changes.

To punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, to assassinate the strong enemy, to guard against the enemy, even if you get some leisure, you must seize the time to practice, and dare not relax at all.

I almost forgot the taste of leisure, thinking of the beginning, the years of herding cattle on the Lying Niu Gang, looking at the mountains, playing a horizontal flute, avoiding the oppression of my brother and sister-in-law, and before I knew it, it was an afternoon passing.

It's like two diametrically opposed lives, each with its own interest. But he still prefers the current life, and he won't moan nostalgic for the old things.

Now looking at the noisy crowd in the market, unconsciously, there is already a kind of estrangement. Although he was still the weakest and weakest, Qi refining level cultivator, he also had irreversible differences with mortals.

Mortals are like walking on the flat ground, getting married and having children, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, from birth to death. The practitioner, on the other hand, is climbing a peak that will never reach the top. Every time you move forward, you can see new scenery, prolong your life, and not be trapped by life and death.

In front of the county office, a notice has been posted, and a literate official has been specially sent to read it out loud, informing him that all the fields and real estate owned by the Qian family will be auctioned off in seven days.

Hundreds of people blocked the water in front of the county government, pointing fingers and talking about it.

Li Qingshan stood in the crowd, looking up for a while, the speed of the county's reaction was quite fast.

Then I walked out of the crowd, folded it into a small bookstore, spent two taels of silver, and bought more than a dozen idle books, poetry, history, and miscellaneous conversations. Then I found an instrumental music shop, and spent thirty-five taels of silver to buy back two musical scores and a jade flute.

When he got home, he lay down on a rattan chair under the grape trellis, opened a book and read it carefully. The sun had risen three rods, and it had turned red and white, and through the dense grape leaves, the fine pieces of sunlight fell on the yellowed pages and on his face.

At this time, he was particularly like a teenager, rather than a brave and fearless cultivator, a decisive Xuanwolf guard. Like a face carved in stone, the edges and corners on it seem to be blunt, and the eyes that have always been as sharp as a sword are also returned to the sheath, becoming deep and bright.

The Spirit Tortoise Demon Pill, in his body, slowly rotated, with unprecedented clarity and agility, and the water vapor naturally surged over, wetting his clothes.

His mind sank into a great battle in the history books, and he didn't notice it.

A mood, a practice.

When the bow was not in use, he slackened himself from the tension and recuperated his body and mind, only for the future, perhaps soon, to shoot more powerful arrows.

Not everyone has such leisure, in a small town dozens of miles away from Gufeng City, the name of the town is Shangguan Town, because most of the people in the town are surnamed Shangguan.

Although it has a rare surname, it is not a martial arts family, and the people are just the most ordinary people.

There is a family in the town, but because of a daughter surnamed Qian, from an ordinary family, it has become the premier wealthy family in Shangguan Town, with pink walls and blue tiles, servants like clouds, and continuous singing every day, becoming the envy of the whole town.

On the official road from Gufeng City to Shangguan Town, a black-clothed knight, riding a white horse, walked slowly.

Qian Rongzhi looked at Shangguan Zhen who appeared on the horizon from a distance, and her heart, which was originally like stopping water, suddenly became confused, and she couldn't help but clench the water thorn on her waist, and the cold weapon brought her a trace of warmth.

The scorching sun was scorching, but her eyes had a trace of gloom that could not be shaken, and she laughed at herself: "Qian Rongzhi, Qian Rongzhi, you really overestimate yourself." ”

She was taken away from that home, and after her cultivation was successful, she was allowed by Qian Yannian to go back to visit her relatives, and then she often went back, treating everyone in the family very gently, she wanted Qian Yannian to believe that she was in love with the old and affectionate, and she wanted to make the Qian family sure that with these people, they could control themselves.

And now, she has broken free, and those illusions have no meaning to exist, and her heart is gradually cold, and it is time to break it.

No one deserves happiness from her misfortune, no one!

In Shangguan Mansion, the vermilion portal was open, and blood flowed out from behind the shadow wall.

Behind the shadow wall, Qian Rongzhi held the water splitter, frowning and thinking, there were more than a dozen corpses lying around, guards, family members, maidservants, and old mothers......

She could call each and every one of them by name, but now, they're all dead.

She continued to walk towards the house, and saw more and more corpses, and when she came to the inner courtyard, she saw a noble lady lying dead, the original village woman, who had now neglected the expensive beads on her head, and was wearing the precious silk that had been brought from the south, but which had been mistaken by blood.

She could barely remember the lady's name, because she had been called "Mother" for so long.

She felt inexplicable in her heart, took a deep look, and stepped over the corpse.

Then there are more familiar people, older brothers and sisters.

Even at noon, the ancestral hall was still very dark, and in the thick darkness, there were many tablets for the ancestors of the Shangguan family.

A gray-haired, blue-faced old man, holding a middle-aged man who was rich, looked at Qian Rongzhi who walked in with cold and hateful eyes, and shouted: "Shangguan Rongzhi, I knew you would come back!"

Qian Rongzhi said with a complicated expression: "Third uncle!"

The old man is Qian Yannian's nephew, who has practiced martial arts for many years, and finally broke through the innate realm, reached the double level of qi refining, and became one of the masters of the Qian family.

Qian Rongzhi said: "You did this?!"

The third uncle said: "Exactly, Shangguan Rongzhi, you traitor, you dare to mention this word money, you killed everyone in the Qian family, you ruined the Qian family, ruined all my qiē, I don't share the sky with you, and slaughtered you all over the house." ”

"Rong Zhi, save me!" The rich middle-aged man trembled, snot and tears flowed all over, not knowing whether he was scared or sad.

It was a person named father, Qian Rongzhi said angrily and anxiously: "Dad, I will definitely save you, Qian Haode, you let my father go!"

Qian Haode said: "Do you know now that you are scared? You slut! Drop my weapon and kneel!" As soon as Qian Rongzhi hesitated, he crushed the rich man's shoulder, and the man screamed and shouted: "Don't kneel down yet!"

When there was a sigh, Qian Rongzhi dropped the thorn, knelt down, knelt forward step by step, and said sadly: "Please let my father go!"

Qian Haode had a crazy and smug smile on his face, he was unwilling to kill her with a knife, not only to destroy her, but also to torture his dearest relatives in front of her.

Qian Rongzhi knelt forward again, grabbed his right hand back, and returned to his hand with his true qi rolling up the water stab, from the bottom up, leaping up, and stabbing at Qian Haode with all his might.

Qian Haode pulled the rich man in front of him as a meat shield, blocked him tightly, and grabbed the man's shoulder on the other side, just waiting for Qian Rongzhi to retreat, and then tortured him ruthlessly, which would make this slut regret what she had done.

But suddenly felt a chill in her chest, Qian Rongzhi had no intention of stopping, the water thorn pierced deeply into the meat shield, and the tip passed into Qian Haode's chest, and the true qi turned into a blue mang, passing through the body.

"You ......" Qian Haode and the rich man both looked at Qian Rongzhi with incredible eyes, only to see that the sad look on her face had disappeared without a trace, and she had become cold and complacent.

Qian Rongzhi smiled: "Originally, I wanted to kill you, but it was still a little difficult!"

Qian Haode said: "Shangguan Rongzhi, you ...... You poisonous woman, you don't even spare your relatives!"

Qian Rongzhi corrected: "I don't call Shangguan Rongzhi, my name is Qian Rongzhi! My relatives are almost dead, and you are the only one left, and from today on, I will have no relatives at all." She jerked out the spike.

Qian Haode and the rich man fell to the ground at the same time, Qian Rongzhi didn't look at the rich man, took out a treasure bag from Qian Haode, and said sweetly: "Thank you, third uncle." "Just like the well-behaved girl at the beginning.

Qian Haode reluctantly raised his hand, gathered his true qi, and pierced the head without hesitation: "Don't be polite to Zhi'er." ”

"Rong Zhi, save ...... Help me!" the rich man stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed the hem of Qian Rongzhi's clothes.

"Who are you?"

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