Just when everyone thought that Yi Beichen's next film was about to attack the Meng family in Xiangxi, something suddenly broke Yi Beichen's plan.

That was a corpse carried back by Mou Laosan.

"Head of Yi, there is one thing I have to tell you, but please don't get angry..." Mou Laosan gritted his teeth, his expression was extremely solemn, and he didn't even seem to know where to start.

Yi Beichen glanced at the bag containing the corpse, and an ominous premonition suddenly flowed into the new land.

"Say, whose body is this?"

Yi Beichen did not give Mou Laosan a positive answer, but there were already signs of anger in his eyes.

Lao San Mou breathed a sigh of relief and said with great difficulty: "It's Chen Long, the body was found in the Western Desert."

who?

Chen Long! This is Yi Beichen's confidant. Yi Beichen sent him to the Western Desert to find the missing special team.

But after so long, few news came.

But unexpectedly, he had already sacrificed... "Open!"

Yi Beichen frowned, and did not release his anger instantly like a volcanic eruption.

However, it was this dullness that made Mou Laosan even more worried.

Because he knew Yi Beichen so well, the calmer he was, the more he was the most murderous... But Yi Beichen had already given an order, and Mou Laosan did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately opened the bag containing the body.

In an instant, an extremely pungent smell of rot suddenly spread throughout every corner of the room.

A corpse that made people's scalp tingled was presented to Yi Beichen.

All limbs were broken, and it seemed that they were cut by sharp tools.

The words on the face were stung, all of which were written insulting.

The scalp was uncovered, and it should be a trace of being pecked by vultures.

If it weren't for the word Yi pierced on his chest, Yi Beichen would have really not be able to tell that the corpse in front of him really belonged to Chen Long! That was because Chen Long swore to use his loyalty to Yi Beichen in this life... and this word directly hurt Yi Beichen's heart.

Chen Long died so miserably, he must have suffered a lot of tragic torture during his lifetime.

And if Yi Beichen hadn't sent him there, maybe he wouldn't have ended up today.

When I thought of this, Yi Beichen clenched his fists and clattered.

"The head of the family, be mournful and follow the changes."

"A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. Chen Long is glorious..." Mou Laosan was originally a person who was quick to act and was slow to speak, but today he comforted Yi Beichen, which was really a bit difficult for him.

"The glory of death?"

Yi Beichen’s powerful statement: “Death is death. What’s the use of no matter how glorious it is?

These are just comforts for me!”

"I will go to the Western Desert in person to avenge Chen Long! This is the best explanation for a martyr!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were domineering.

The truth that only belongs to Yi Beichen is fully demonstrated at this moment.

To a dead person, even if he says ten thousand words of praise.

My uncle felt pale and powerless.

And the only comfort to him is to avenge him.

"Head Yi, think twice!"

"Now our Yi family has just gotten on the right track, and there are no foreign enemies around him.

Mrs. Yu also said that now is a great time to resume production.”

"If you make enemies with the seven lords of the Western Desert at this time, then the Yi family may be in a situation of endless external troubles again..." Mou Laosan persuaded him earnestly, hoping that Yi Beichen could change his mind.

But his true meaning was not, but because the Western Desert has always been very chaotic, with many strong people, and has even been independent of the Chinese martial arts world.

Under their own system, they are not convinced.

Once Yi Beichen intervenes strongly, he may even be trapped in the mud.

Even if he has the strength, he will never be the opponent of tens of thousands of martial artists.

However, Mou Laosan could not say that, because this would further inspire Yi Beichen's fighting spirit.

"Not this is a reason!"

"My brother, none of them can sacrifice in vain! If he doesn't give him an explanation, he will feel heartbroken underground."

After saying that, Yi Beichen patted Mou Laosan's shoulder, and his tone gradually softened: "Immediately arrange a decent funeral for Chen Long, leaving a place for tributes. I want to bring the murderer's head back from the Western Desert and place it in that position."

Mou Laosan sighed, knowing that Yi Beichen would never change it.

"Okay, leave this matter to me.

However, what kind of compensation should we provide for Chen Long’s family?"

The family of the martyr... Yi Beichen originally wanted Xiaoqin, who was in charge of the foundation, to deal with it, but after thinking about it, Yi Beichen gave up this idea.

"I'll deal with it!"

After saying that, Yi Beichen turned around and left.

Chen Long was originally an orphan, with only one wife and a son who was less than one year old.

After Yi Beichen arrived at Chen Long's house, he saw a woman who was so busy that she was too busy to get along with.

She looked very haggard, with a crying child behind her back and was busy with housework in her hands, everything looked very sad.

"Yi, the head of the Yi family..." After seeing Yi Beichen, the woman seemed very cramped instantly, but at this time, she seemed to have had a premonition.

"Head Yi, you came suddenly. Could it be that something happened to Chen Long?"

Yi Beichen stood there for a long time, almost using all his strength in his body before he nodded.

The woman collapsed on the ground, staring straight at the front, while the child behind her cried even harder.

Yi Beichen didn't know what to say, so he glanced at the messy room and couldn't help but whisper: "I'm going to avenge him, but before that, I plan to take you back to the Yi family. From now on, you will be my family."

"I will raise your son like my own."

The woman slowly raised her head and looked straight at Yi Beichen.

"Thank you for your kindness from the head of the Yi family, but can you promise me not to let my son enter the martial arts world?"

After hearing this sentence, Yi Beichen's heart became extremely heavy.

He could understand.

After all, no one who is a mother wants his child to die like Chen Long.

But if it is all like this, what should the Chinese martial arts world do... "Okay, I promise you."

“I will arrange the best educational resources for your son, and he will become a scholar, lawyer, doctor.

But he would never be allowed to come into contact with martial arts..." Yi Beichen was very sad, but there was no other way.
Chapter completed!