Chapter 69:

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 69:"

weight="105871"

series = ["Certificate of Conformity"]

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Xie Yuan opened the window, and the snow-white pigeon flew over with flapping wings. He quickly reached out and grabbed it, and his fingertips touched the note tied to the white pigeon's paw.

He stretched out the note and took a look at it. There was only a short line on it for him to do it tomorrow noon.

The font is clear and domineering, and you can see that it is from a man.

Xie Yuan drew the note into the sun and carefully admired it. His eyes followed the strokes one by one, and a picture of a man swaying his pen and ink had formed in his mind. According to the rules of the magic sect, the note should be destroyed after reading the news. Xie Yuan was not willing, and folded the note as it was, and sandwiched it in a layer sewn on the cuff.

As if doing this would be able to get closer to the cruel man.

Until now, he still doesn't know why the master would treat him this way.

But the reason is no longer important to him.

What he has to do now is to return his pain a hundred and a thousand times to the master. Only the more painful he is, will he be happy.

The next day.

Xie Yuan was still wearing yesterday's clothes, carrying a sword to the door of the Tianhu Gang.

The Tianhu Gang had a good relationship with the Golden Dragon Gate, and the news that Wu Yong had been affected by the demon cult's people's heads was overwhelmed for a long time, and the news naturally reached the ears of Xiong Tianxiang, the head of the Tianhu Gang. At this moment, there was a look of sadness on his face. When facing Xie Yuan's challenge, he said every word: "I will kill you with my own hands today to avenge my righteous brother!"

After that, he flew directly towards Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan originally had no idea about his martial arts. He stayed in the Blood Palace and competed with his disciples in the teaching on weekdays. He had never confronted a master in the world. Yesterday he was able to easily kill Wu Yong. , It was also unexpected to him.

Xiong Tianxiang's martial arts is a bit higher than Wu Yong, but he is not Xie Yuan's opponent either.

After three hundred rounds of confrontation, Xie Yuan shot down the hammer in Xiong Tianxiang's hand. Of course, the veil on his face also unfortunately fell to the ground.

With eyes facing each other, Xiong Tianxiang was startled.

"It's you."

Xie Yuan's expression remained unchanged, "Why, do you know me?"

"Hahaha."

Xiong Tianxiang raised his head and laughed three times, his face trembling slightly, his eyes tangled with deep sadness.

When he had laughed enough, he shook his head and said: "I thought Qingxuan Sect didn't leave a living thing in the massacre, but I didn't expect that there was still one left." After a pause, he stared with an indescribable look. Looking at Xie Yuan, "If Big Brother Xie is alive in the sky and knows that his only son actually recognizes the thief as the father and worships Xiao Wulin as his teacher, I don't think he will be scornful under Jiuquan."

"what did you say?"

Hearing the meaning of this sentence, Xie Yuan's face changed slightly.

"Don't you know that the one who killed your father was your master Xiao Wulin?"

Xiong Tianxiang sneered, and saw Xie Yuan's pale face suddenly, and he was taken aback, "You don't really know that Xiao Wulin is your father-killing enemy, do you?"

Kill your father and enemy?

The master is actually the murderer who killed his biological father?

Xie Yuan couldn't believe his ears, his eyes flashed with a chill, and the sword in his hand stroked the skin of Xiong Tianxiang's neck mercilessly.

A trace of blood overflowed from the wound, flowing down the silver-white sword tip like a silk thread.

"you are lying!"

Xiong Tianxiang looked at Xie Yuan fearlessly, "I don't have to lie to you, I befriend Brother Xie and Brother Wu. I think the reason why the devil asked you to kill me is to kill me, but Xiao Wulin I didn’t think I would recognize you at a glance.”

"You were an unfavored bastard at that time. Who would notice you? I can only blame me for having such a good memory. Anyone who has met once will never forget."

Xie Yuan listened quietly. When the other party had finished speaking, he moved his mouth, his voice almost disappearing with the wind: "Why are you telling me this?"

He didn't expect to get such an answer, Xiong Tianxiang was stunned for a while.

"You now know who your murderer's enemy is. You don't thank me for telling you the truth, but you blame me for telling the truth?"

Xie Yuan looked indifferent and said indifferently, "You said, I am an unfavored son. If it weren't for the Xie family's dying, how could my dead father be willing to save my life?"

"..."

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became cold, and Xie Yuan continued to speak: "I only know that although the master did not give birth to me, he treated me better than my biological father. Without him, there would be no me now."

"How can Brother Xie have such a wolf-hearted son like you!"

Xiong Tianxiang trembled with anger, Xie Yuan smiled lightly, "Since you want to know, then you can go to Lord Yan and ask my dead father."

After that, Xie Yuan raised the knife and dropped Xiong Tianxiang's head with a click.

Hot blood splashed on his face, and the young man's complexion was white and shiny, and those red blood stains highlighted the cold and cruel temperament on his body. Raising his hand to wipe the blood off his face, Xie Yuan leaned over to hook the head, and there was sparse applause behind him.

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes, straightened up, and turned to look behind him.

Not far away, the man stood side by side with Bai Qing, and the applause came from his hands.

A look of appreciation flashed in Chen Heng's eyes, put down his hand, and walked to Xie Yuan's face. He reached out and wiped the remaining blood on the boy's face, and smiled affirmed: "You are doing well."

He heard the conversation between Xie Yuan and Xiong Tianxiang, but he didn't expect that Xie Yuan would cut his father's best friend to the knife even when he knew he was his father-killing enemy.

"Master, why did you come here in person?"

When he moved his gaze to Bai Qing beside Chen Heng, he paused, and calmly moved his gaze to the disciple behind the man.

"In order to shovel the grass and roots, I decided to wash the tiger gang with blood."

Chen Heng said his intentions. At the end, he smiled and looked at the boy, "You don't mind, do you?"

Xie Yuan bowed his head respectfully and said firmly: "From now on, the disciple has nothing to do with Qingxuan Sect. The disciple only listens to the master's orders."

"It's really my good apprentice."

Chen Heng smiled slightly, "Then you will lead them to clean up the remnants of the Tianhu Gang, remember, do not leave a living."

"Yes, Master." Xie Yuan took the command and led a group of disciples into the Tianhu Gang.

The sorrowful cry one after another, Bai Qing's face turned pale.

Upon seeing this, Chen Heng reached out and covered his eyes, "Don't force yourself if you don't like watching these bloody scenes."

Hearing this, Bai Qing bit her lower lip, stretched out her hand to take the man's hand, and explained in a low voice: "It's just the first time I have seen such a scene. I am a little uncomfortable." He seemed afraid of disappointing men. Then he hurriedly said, "I will get used to it later."

Chen Heng hummed, touched Bai Qing's head, and cast his gaze on Xie Yuan who was not far away.

If Bai Qing is a flower grown in a greenhouse, Xie Yuan is a weed growing on a cliff, but at the age of fifteen, Chen Heng can already see the wind and frost in Xie Yuan's eyes.

In time, Xie Yuan will surely have a place in the arena, Chen Heng thought, whether Xie Yuan is truly sincere to him or not, he can't be taken lightly.

The killing lasted from noon to evening.

After confirming that no one was left alive, Chen Heng asked Tianhu to help him with a torch, while he himself took the head of the former head Xiong Tianba to meet Yin Ruoyu.

At that time, Yin Ruoyu had recovered his original height. Seeing Xiong Tianba's first level, he had no sadness or joy on his face, and only said, "Why do you bring this old thief's head back, it's scary."

Chen Heng: "I'm afraid you'll fall back on the bill." After that, he destroyed the head casually.

Yin Ruoyu hugged Xiaoer and squinted his eyes: "It's not that I am living too long."

He handed over the treasure map to Chen Heng, and under Chen Heng's distrustful gaze, he said calmly: "Don't worry, my wife and I plan to run this inn well and will never run away."

Chen Heng sent people to watch them, and he led them to find the location of the treasure according to the location marked on the treasure map. Yin Ruoyu did not lie to him, there is indeed a gold mine hidden there, and it is conservatively estimated that the accumulated wealth in it will last ten lifetimes. Because there were too few people to bring to complete the move, Chen Heng Fei Ge passed the book to Rong Qing and asked him to take more hands to move the gold.

After all this tossing down, it was late at night when everyone returned to the Blood Palace.

Chen Heng feels that this third world is going too smoothly.

Martial arts, wealth, and power are all number one in the world, and Qi Wei puts him in the palm of his hand. The only variable is the Meigu in his body, but he has recently developed some eyebrows when studying Meigu's antidote.

If nothing else, the antidote will be refined in three years.

When the only variable is removed, it is useless for Qi Wei to want to shake the sky. He only needs to be the leader of his demon cult with peace of mind, and dominate the world. Then when he is thirty-five years old, he will find a way he has not tried to commit suicide. it is good.

Chen Heng was looking forward to the idea that he could change his way of death.

Compared with the upright and energetic Chen Heng, Xie Yuan is undoubtedly much quieter and restrained. At this moment, he sat quietly on the wooden chair, recalling the bloody and brutal scenes during the day, his fingers began to tremble slightly.

He had never killed so many people before. Hundreds of thousands of corpses were piled up at his feet, and those blood as if a winding river stained the cloth boots under his feet.

Xie Yuan couldn't help laughing at himself, wondering if he would have nightmares tonight?

If there are people in this world who really want their lives, just come to him. Anyway, he won't live long, and it doesn't matter to him how much he lives.

Of course, even if he wants to go to hell, he will drag the man to hell together.

It was he who made him what he is now, how could he make the other person and his beloved love affectionate?

Perhaps because of witnessing the hell-like killing, Bai Qing fell ill the next day, lying in bed with a high fever.

Chen Hengyi took care of him inexplicably. When everyone saw him, they all lamented the teacher's infatuation with Bai Qing.

"I really don't know what kind of incense Bai Qingzu burned, so that the leader of him was so devoted to him."

"Yeah, those three thousand male favorites are all charming and charming, but the leader has known Bai Qing himself, and has never set foot in Nuanyu Pavilion. Could it be that Bai Qing gave us the leader?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Although Bai Qing is not as beautiful as Xie Yuan, he is still pretty and charming, and his personality is gentle and well-behaved. It is easy to understand that the master likes this type."

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When the disciples gradually walked away, Xie Yuan flashed out of the shadow in the corner, and his long and narrow eyelashes drooped down, leaving a mottled shadow under his eyes.

Bai Qing is sick? Oh, that body is really weak.

At this moment, is that man guarding Bai Qing without leaving any step?

The same is the master’s apprentice, but the treatment varies greatly. Bai Qing is the master’s treasure, but he is the master’s tool of revenge. In fact, when the man stretched out his hand to cover Baiqing's eyes yesterday, he saw it all. Even if his heart is as hard as a stone, there will still be slivers of pain seeping in.

The first time saw so much blood, Bai Qing was scared, isn't he scared anymore?

Why is there only Bai Qing in the eyes of the master?