Some people believe that Xiang Zhenfeng may have a more far-reaching consideration, that is, to recruit more and more people to join, and these money are real support.

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Anyway, there are guesses and everything, but everyone doesn't dare to ask publicly, they know that this is Xiang Zhenfeng's death hole, once offended, it is difficult to save their lives, so they speculate even more wildly.

Then, it was to resume the business of Zhuo Jian Villa, and release the news that he had returned to the villa after the victory of Tianxiang Pavilion, so that those merchants who had been frightened two days ago would return to the villa to continue buying swords.

For a while, Zhuo Jian Villa was full of businessmen, and there was an endless stream, after all, he was the leader of the Righteous Qi Alliance, his appeal was there, everyone sold him face, and they didn't want to offend him.

Seeing that the business was getting better and better, Xiang Zhenfeng's sad face bloomed again, as if he could save his life.

What is a little strange is that with the realization of the unification of the rivers and lakes by the Righteous Qi Alliance, all the big gangs in the rivers and lakes are subordinate sects of the Righteous Qi Alliance, and only some small sects are left that are too small for Xiang Zhenfeng to look at all.

It stands to reason that when the rivers and lakes are unified, it should be more calm, but this is not the case these days. On the contrary, there are always people who kill people and sell goods, and even in broad daylight, they are slaughtered.

The bloody wind in the rivers and lakes is getting more and more intense, and the business of Zhuojian Villa is getting better and better, many people need swords to protect themselves, this trend even spreads beyond the rivers and lakes, but some people who do business have begun to buy swords to protect themselves, it can be said that everyone is in danger.

"Dad, why is the rivers and lakes getting more and more chaotic, who is so bold and dares to make trouble in the rivers and lakes that you dominate, you should investigate carefully. "Zhuo Yidao.

Xiang Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Isn't this bad? Someone provoked the bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, you see that the business of our Zhuojian Villa is getting better and better, no matter how good things are, there is no need to investigate." ”

"However, this will affect your reputation, after all, the rivers and lakes are now under your name. ”

"Dad doesn't want those false things, what Dad wants is real, and it's not good to have a false name at all. ”

Looking at Xiang Zhenfeng's smug expression, Zhuo Yi fell into an unspeakable contradiction again, he always felt that his father was a little weird, as for what was weird, he really couldn't say it for a while.

And the disciples of the Zhengqi Alliance were not so polite, they all discussed in private, saying that it was a farce directed and acted by Xiang Zhenfeng, deliberately making the rivers and lakes bloody and bloody, so that the business of Zhuo Jian Villa is getting better and better.

The point is that in this process, more and more people will cling to him and beg for the protection of the Righteous Qi Alliance, which is a lot of money.

It can be said that conspiracy theories are everywhere, and there are all kinds of things.

And Zhuo Yifan used part of the gold and silver treasures that originally belonged to Zhuo Jian Villa to give alms to those beggars. He personally traveled through small towns to help beggars who were poorly clothed and hungry.

This is a knot in his heart, every time he sees a beggar on the street, he will unconsciously think of the scene when he was abused by Qiu Wancheng's Feilongmen, and think of the beggar who gave him rotten vegetable leaves and collar egg soup, if it weren't for him, he might have died a long time ago.

It's just that the old beggar has been beaten to death for him, and there is no way to repay him. So, he applies this feeling of gratitude to those who are beggars like him, the most vulnerable of them.

The other part was stored and hidden by him for later use.

At this time, he kept inquiring about Situ Yuer's news, and spent a lot of money to collect her news. It's just that a lot of money is spent, but there are no clues, which makes him confused and trapped.

This situation lasted for a month, and there was still no news of Situ Yuer, Zhuo Yifan's anxious mood was slowly cooled down, and he realized that he needed to wait for a long time.

It is more likely that her people are no longer alive, even if Xiu'er didn't kill her, Xiu'er's subordinates, as well as the people of the Zhengqi Alliance, may also kill her.

If not, she is a weak woman, and it is difficult for her to survive in troubled times.

There are all kinds of signs that the possibility of Situ Yu'er being alive is getting lower and lower, and Zhuo Yifan is becoming more and more paranoid and painful, just like he thinks of Qi Ruoxuan every time.

A deep sense of guilt hit my heart again, first Qi Ruoxuan, then Yue Linglong, and now Situ Yu'er, although their deaths were not all because of themselves, but more or less related to themselves.

The idea that he was an ominous person began to surface again, which made Zhuo Yifan a little unbearable, and the sense of remorse broke his heart and intestines from time to time.

In this mood, the resentment returned, and the dark colors of the past began to appear again, and he only felt that he was in pain and could not breathe, and could not move.

So began a depraved life again, every day except drinking and sleeping, a clean and tidy man was gone, replaced by a scruffy beard, and the smell of his clothes became more and more severe, and he remained the same.

He spends his days wandering among the beggars, just as he was imprisoned in the beggars by the Flying Dragon Gate. He seemed to be very obsessed with this feeling at this time, and this feeling reminded him of the pain in his heart, and he couldn't extricate himself, as if this was the only way he could wake up.

He would fight with the beggars for food, and then he would lead them down the streets, dividing up with each other to steal from the unscrupulous shopkeepers. After being discovered, he covered their retreat, and he cut off the rear himself.

Given his martial arts, those people could only dare to be angry but not speak.

This kind of days lasted for almost half a month.

Until one day, a group of people beat gongs and drums, and Taoist priests walked on both sides, and a yellow cloth was carried above the sedan chair in the middle, and a skull was placed on the yellow cloth. The skull's eye sockets were deep and his cheekbones were prominent, which reminded him of his father Zhuo Song and uncle Zhuo Ran.

Their heads had been buried in the coffin by this time, but the sight of the skulls in front of him reminded him of their tragic deaths.

Suddenly, his heart was bleeding from pain, and his father was hung by a rope in front of him, and then cut his flesh with a knife, Zhuo Ran died even worse, he was constantly stabbed in the stomach, and blood sprayed directly.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes became blood-red, like scarlet wolf eyes, and his facial expressions were all distorted.

"Daddy, Uncle!"

Zhuo Yifan screamed in pain, causing the people around him to keep looking at him.

Zhuo Yifan ignored this and still shouted.

At this moment, the skull was followed by an eight-lift sedan chair, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted a corner, and a head poked out of it, but the part that poked out was too small to see the whole face clearly, but it could be seen that it was a woman.

She smiled wickedly, smiled at Zhuo Yifan, and then lowered the curtain.

Although it was only a brief moment, Zhuo Yifan saw her evil smile, and felt that part of her face was very familiar, he was stunned and thought hard.