The autumn night breeze whistling by, blowing the boundless miscanthus grass, squirming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under the night sky without a single star, there was a blood-colored young man, murderous and terrifying.

It is the winning dust.

Ying Chen held the soul blade in his hand, looked at the young swordsman named Yu Qiu like a dead man, and said: "I hate it the most in my life, the goods that sneak up behind the scenes." You will die a terrible death, I promise. ”

Yu Qiu was supported by the fat man, his body seemed to be broken and his backbone became unstable, his clothes were stained scarlet with blood spit out of his mouth, his expression was sluggish, and he looked at Ying Chen like a ghost, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

As for the golden-toothed fat man, he seemed to know the general idea from Yu Qiu's mouth and the other party's breath. Under the shock of his face, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his gaze was more at the soul blade in Ying Chen's hand.

A sword to slash the soul, how does this sound so suspenseful, although there are ancient secret treasures in the legend that can do so. But the young man in front of him is just an exiled prince, and his personality is only about two years old.

There may be various pasts that he doesn't understand, but he can't have anything to do with the legendary treasure.

However, the reality is so undeniable.

The fat man looked at Yu Qiu's soul now being beheaded, and life was better than death. He was extremely confident in his iron body, and felt that this pursuit would be easy, but he didn't expect to suffer as soon as they met.

Not with all his might, but already defeated.

In the cramping pain in his heart, he couldn't help but curse secretly: "Damn Prince Wupin, you actually concealed so much, isn't this letting us send us to death......" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was full of anger.

"Want to run, where is Fang Cai's arrogance?" Ying Chen didn't have so many thoughts, seeing that the other two were constantly retreating, he couldn't help but smile.

He shook his clothes, his eyebrows were like lightning, and his eyes were shining. The corners of his mouth showed contempt, and he was arrogant.

For these ignorant and reckless local chickens and dogs, he has always hated them and used cruel methods.

At this moment, he stepped quickly, and in a flash of red light, he appeared in front of Yu Qiu's eyes, and a punch was blasted out, hitting the opponent's stomach fiercely.

"Ah——!h

In Yu Qiu's screams, his stomach completely exploded, his internal organs flowed out, blood splattered, and he was punched out of a blood hole, as if his body had been penetrated.

His body instantly bowed into the shape of a shrimp, and under the huge impact, the fat man next to him rolled directly upside down, and smashed into the river, splashing a large splash and rippling and undulating.

"You... You ......" Yu Qiu trembled, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his broken body was bombarded by Yingchen's murderous aura, his spine shattered, and his internal organs exploded one by one.

His soul was wounded, his body was destroyed, and he fell down without seeing it, and he lost his breath.

"No... Yu Qiu... Brother... Don't ......" The fat man tossed in the river a few times, and was just about to come up wet, when he saw Yu Qiu die tragically in front of him, he felt resentful and shouted.

His name is Zhao Tiezhu, the youngest in the family, born in a small place in the poor countryside, he experienced a three-year drought when he was a child, the crops were not harvested, the well water was exhausted, in addition to himself, several brothers and sisters and parents were starved to death.

There are only a handful of people in the village who survived, and at a young age, they embarked on the road of cannibalism and devouring each other to survive.

At that time, he swore that if he could survive, he would live a beautiful life!

After that, he got acquainted with Yu Qiu, learned art under a lonely old Taoist, experienced life and death, and even ate human flesh, he had a soft spot for this iron and stone technique, and he practiced very quickly, and he had a small success in ten years.

Looking back this time, most of them are reminiscing about Yu Qiu's pictures, although the other party is arrogant, although he is silent, and even cherishes words like gold. But since getting acquainted, he has been treated like a younger brother.

Although the mouth is tough, but the heart is very soft, the two of them have quarreled since childhood, but they never fall off the chain at critical moments.

Now that he missed, he didn't think about it before, but Yu Qiu's death couldn't be accepted no matter what. Although Zhao Tiezhu never mentioned the other party as a senior brother, the thoughts in his heart never wavered.

"You stinky little devil who killed a thousand knives, and return my senior brother's life," this sentence, he wanted to shout out and rush up to give it a go, but swallowed helplessly.

He couldn't do it, and he didn't have any chance of winning, Yu Qiu still had a sister who had lost her light to take care of, and the old master had also left in the early years.

He can't die yet.

It's just that when I thought of the pursuit of this reward of 10,000 taels of gold, I was greedy for money and agreed to it, and when I thought of burying my senior brother's life, I blamed myself and felt miserable.

"It is a great honor for him to die at my hands. As for you, do you want to live?" Zhao Tiezhu, who came step by step, looked at the other party's struggling face condescendingly, and there was no trace of emotional change on his face.

Zhao Tiezhu wanted to avenge his senior brother, but he didn't want to put his life here in vain, and this kind of contradictory thoughts were fiercely fighting in his mind. But after listening to Ying Chen's words, the idea of wanting to live quickly swelled and breeded, and there was a one-sided situation in an instant.

He wants to live, take care of his blind sister for his dead brother, painstakingly cultivate the art of iron and stone, and take revenge for a gentleman, ten years is not too late!

He is not a gentleman, but he is not a reckless man. looked at Ying Chen and nodded silently.

Ying Chen smiled slightly, his smile was as cold as ice, looking at Zhao Tiezhu, who had lost his fighting spirit and desire for revenge, and turned out the soul leaf with his left hand.

Zhao Tiezhu was slightly stunned, naturally knowing that pies would not fall from the sky, since the other party did not kill him immediately, he would definitely have other plans.

In any case, as long as you can live, everything is fine. He looked at the dementor leaf, and it was okay not to look at it, but after just one glance, he was fascinated.

In terms of mind, he is not weak, and he will not be dementored at a glance. But he is greedy for money, and he has been afraid since he was a child, but whenever he sees gold, silver and jewelry, he will stare intently, which is his habit for many years, and now it is no exception.

He reflexively looked at it a few more times, and finally entered the game, his expression became confused, as if he had lost his soul.

"Is it King Ji?", Ying Chen, who had already dripped blood on the dementor leaf, spent a breath of effort, muttered, and his face was cloudy.

King Ji is the Prince of Wupin!

In terms of seniority, it is his uncle. I've seen it a few times since I was a child, but I don't know much.

King Ji and his father, among the nine princes, had the most frequent contacts, and they had contacts almost every year.

He carefully searched Zhao Tiezhu's memory, his face became darker and darker, and he was blue. The left hand couldn't help but squeeze it fiercely, crushing the soul leaf.

With the shattering of the soul dementor leaf, Zhao Tiezhu's soul was destroyed.

"What a Ji Wang... In vain, I once called you uncle!" Ying Chen gritted his teeth, and after searching the bodies of Zhao Tiezhu and Yu Qiu, he didn't look closely, and put it into the black storage ring that he wore on his left index finger.

He put away his soul blade, glanced in the direction of the Sanctuary, and turned to leave.

He took a deep breath, his body no longer bloody, and returned to its normal appearance.

Very tired, but not as tired.

Now that I recall it, I found that when I was not exiled, my mother said that King Ji hid a knife in his smile, killing people invisibly, and had a good relationship with his father on the surface, and the plan was not small.

He didn't care about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that this is really the case. Although he had some speculations, he was still not as angry as he was when he faced the truth.

The most important thing now is not how King Ji knows that he has a killing personality, but that the other party doesn't seem to be just trying to kill him. Judging from the previous memory, it seems that the other party prefers his murderous personality and wants to take it for himself!

Although these are just his guesses.

Legend has it that there is a secret that a strong man has a triple personality, and Ying Chen has also known a thing or two. It is not unheard of to take the personality of others, and there are no wonders in the world.

It can be seen that Zhao Tiezhu and Yu Qiu are also kept in the dark by King Ji, and they don't know anything about Yingchen's personality, which is pitiful.

Nowadays, improving one's own strength is the top priority, and although the soul blade is strong, it is not invincible. Every time he cast it, he didn't dare to let go, and he always felt that as soon as he let go, the soul blade would break through the air.

Ying Chen's figure walked in the miscanthus grass over his waist, and walked slowly towards the mountain hundreds of zhang away.