The first fortified city in the Huguang region was breached, and the entire provincial capital was like a little girl who had been torn off the last fig leaf in front of the Zhejiang army, revealing the most precious and soft area, and let it be taken.

Thinking of this, Ning Caichen was ready to return to Hangzhou, for him, the rest of the matter could be completely handed over to Yuntian Wolf and the Zhejiang Army to deal with, he believed that they could handle it well. As for himself, he had to hurry back to cultivate.

After all, working hard now is the foundation for having self-esteem in the future.

When he told Yun Tian Wolf his idea, the other party asked him to stay in Boulder City for two days and practice here first. Wait until the civil officials in the Wenjiang Pavilion arrive and officially take over the city, and then leave.

Ning Caichen was slightly stunned, and only after careful questioning did he understand that he was not willing to wait for even two days, and was eager to lead the troops to charge.

For this idea, Ning Caichen was one hundred supporters, and immediately fulfilled his wish, and personally sent him and the Zhejiang army out of the city gate.

Two days later, the officials of the Wenjiang Pavilion of Zhejiang arrived here, and when they took over the city, the leading civil official said to Ning Caichen: "My lord, before we came, a disciple from the school came to the government and wanted to visit you. When he learned that you were not there, he left a letter saying that he asked you to open it personally. ”

Ning Caichen's heart moved, and Xiao Qian's excited voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Scholar, scholar, will it be the news of my parents?"

"At this time period, it is estimated that it is for this matter. Ning Caichen replied and said to the civil official, "Where is the letter?"

After the civil servant presented the letter, he left with a smile on his face. Ning Caichen walked out of the main hall, came to the door, and opened the envelope in his hand:

"Foolish brother Yuantong, virtuous brother himself. The matter of finding relatives, the master respects his own life, and inquires in many ways, and it has been effective. Xianjing's parents, who entered the immortal gate, are rumored to be currently practicing in the elixir fairy valley. The virtuous brother has time to go and see him. ”

Underneath the snow-white letter paper is a rough map of the way forward, starting from Hangzhou Fucheng and ending with four small characters written in the elixir fairy valley. Obviously, it was Li Yuantong himself who drew the way forward.

Receiving the letter into the ring space, Ning Caichen smiled and said: "I didn't expect it to be sent by Senior Brother Yuantong personally, the elixir Immortal Valley, the Immortal Dao Sect, no wonder we can't find it no matter how we look for it." ”

Xiao Qian was anxious, and said, "Scholar, let's go to the elixir fairy valley now, I want to see my parents." ”

From her voice, Ning Caichen could hear her emotions. No jokes, no nonsense, he said directly: "Let's go, target the elixir Immortal Valley." ”

Riding on the snow, Ning Caichen first returned to Hangzhou, and then followed the route on the envelope, and moved forward quickly.

......

Half a month ago.

Thousands of miles outside Hangzhou, in a lush mountain forest, a group of medicine slaves dressed in coarse cloth and with emaciated faces carried buckets of spiritual liquid, and used delicate small brushes to evenly brush them on the elixir one by one.

They were caught in this valley almost at the same time, and when they arrived, they were planted with life and death charms, and their fate completely fell into the hands of men. Since then, he has become a medicine slave in this elixir fairy valley, day and night, serving these elixirs with all his might, and doing the hardest and most complicated rough work.

"Move quickly, after brushing this spiritual field, you have to go to the next spiritual field to clean up the weeds, don't delay the time, otherwise you won't be given food at noon." A fat man of fifteen or sixteen years old, standing outside the medicine field, scolded arrogantly.

Not all fat people are fat and cute, and this fat man is the representative of the hateful. His name is Chen Wuxin, and he is the son of a steward in the Elixir Valley, and he was arranged by his father to take the position of coordinating the medicine slaves.

Time passed slowly, seeing that the sun was rising higher and higher, but there was still more than half of the task of applying the spiritual liquid to be completed, Chen Wuxian suddenly became angry in his heart, walked into the medicine field, kicked a young man to the ground, and scolded: "I didn't eat in the morning, the speed is so slow?!"

The young man looked at him hatefully: "You have siphoned off most of our food money, resulting in us only drinking some clear soup and little water every day, how can we get up quickly?"

"Yo he!" Chen Wuxin leaned over and slapped the young man's face hard, beating all his mouth and nose to blood: "I actually dare to talk back, it seems that I still have anger at me in my heart, be careful that I don't know when, I will be eaten by the demon wolf." ”

The young man's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he roared angrily, "Why are you doing this? You are a crumb, a crumb!"

Chen Wuxin's face was completely gloomy, and he reached out to lift the young man up, and walked out of the medicine field step by step.

Everyone in the medicine field had a premonition that something would happen later, and the unwarranted demon wolf in the forest was afraid that he would come out to eat people again.

"Steward Chen, Liang Sheng is still a child, so he can't help but be a little unscrupulous, and please open up the net. A pale-faced man stood in front of Chen Wuxian and pleaded.

Chen Wuxin looked at him coldly and said, "Get out." ”

The man looked at the young man who was being held by the neck, his face flushed, and begged again: "I promise, this child will definitely ...... in the future."

"Again, get out of here, or I'll take you with me. Chen Wuxin said sharply.

"Damn it. At this moment, with a sound full of anger, a boulder smashed into Chen Wuxian's head at a rapid speed, knocking it to the ground, blood gushing out and spilling to the ground.

Seeing him lying on the ground silently, not getting up for a long time, everyone was completely panicked. Someone said, "It's not going to be dead, is it?"

"No, he's a martial artist, how can he die so easily. One responded, but his voice was full of panic.

The man who was in front of Chen Wuxian at the beginning squatted down, put his hand under his nose, probed his chest, his face instantly turned pale, and he sat on the ground: "It's over, something big has happened." ”

Hearing this, everyone trembled. Liang Sheng got up from the ground and said to everyone: "No matter where the stone just came from, I took this matter, Chen is not guilty, I killed it." ”

A young man with a national character face walked out of the crowd and said: "One person does things and one person is responsible, I killed the person, and you don't need to take the blame." ”

The man sitting next to Chen Wusin's corpse raised his eyes and said in a heavy tone: "You can do things by yourself, but do you know that there is a kind of calamity called implication?"

The young man with the national character face understood what he meant, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Nie, how should this be good? I will die if I die alone, but if it affects everyone, it will be impossible to redeem death." (To be continued.) )