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The embers after the fire still exuded an unpleasant breath of anxiety. Dozens of mourning halls stretching hundreds of feet on the long streets were heard, and hundreds of Taoists burned incense and chanted spells all night to pay tribute to the deceased.

In the most secluded private room in the Emperor Tower, Yoon Tianze, Park Jung-chang, Yang Manrou and others were drinking and chatting.

Park Jung-chang raised his wine glass and laughed proudly, "I finally vented my anger. Looking at Ou Chuyang's black face, I felt relieved all over."

Yang Manrou said with some concern: "Is the noise you made too big? Ou Chuyang will definitely not give up. Moreover, I am afraid that everyone in the academy will focus on you."

Park Jung-chang curled his lips indifferently, "What's there to worry about? A big fire burned everything, even if they doubted me, there was no evidence."

"But..." Yang Manrou was still a little uneasy, "There are so many dead..."

"It's really a kindness for a woman." Yin Tianze said disdainfully: "A small person is not a gentleman, but a non-toxic man is not a husband. As long as the goal can be achieved, what is the death of a few people."

"Young Master Yin is right! What are the mere dozens of untouchables?" Park Jung-chang said with a helping voice: "If you want to blame, blame Ou Chuyang, these people are all implicated by him and died."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Yang Manrou smiled charmingly and opened the topic. "Why does this wine taste a bit strange today?"

"Well...hehe." Park Jung-chang's eyes were lewd and glittering. "I specially added some ingredients to you to ensure that you will be able to die in a while."

"Oh!" Yang Manrou was startled and then smiled charmingly, "You two dead ghosts always bully others in a variety of ways...what are they not doing..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't do it, we'll do it. Just enjoy it!" Park Jung-chang smiled evilly, pulled off the tablecloth, overturned all the wine and food to the ground, then hugged Yang Manrou and placed her on the table.

"Ah!" Yang Manrou exclaimed, and wanted to refuse and said, "This is the Emperor's Building, don't be here..."

Park Jung-chang reached into the depths of the Taoyuan with a thief hand and said lewdly: "I said no, but my body is very honest. Look at you, it has become a disaster."

"Well..." Yang Manrou moaned softly, "It's not the harm of your poisonous wine..."

"Then Young Master Yin and I will detoxify you, hehehe!" Park Jung-chang teared his hands hard and peeled off a smooth body like an Aries. "Young Master Yin, which one should I go to today?"

Yin Tianze was still sitting, not getting up, and a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You go first, I will appreciate it slowly."

Park Jung-chang knew that Yoon Tin-ze liked to watch a good hand-to-hand show to cheer him up, so he worked hard to do something miserable at the table.

The indecent sound of "papapapapapapa" suddenly sounded inside the private room and a series of scattered ********************** Hey, have you heard of it? At the junction of Zhongzhou and Ningzhou, all five villages were killed in one glance!"

"Is there such a thing? Could it be that the bandits did it?"

"I don't think that bandits wouldn't do such inhumane things. To them, villagers are like livestock animals, and they are endless sources of wealth. How could they kill chickens and eggs and kill them all?"

"It is indeed not done by bandits. Thousands of corpses have the same wound, obviously done by the same person."

"Is that man crazy? Why are you slaughtering villagers for no reason?"

"It is said that the thousands of corpses were all curled into a ball, leaving only skin and bones, as if they had been sucked into blood."

"So weird? Could it be that some evil sword cultivator is practicing some kind of vicious sword technique?"

"It's very likely, otherwise it would be impossible to explain."

"It's so unparalleled blessings, but misfortunes never come in singularity. A few days ago, a fire broke out and half of the streets were burned, and several more villages were slaughtered. The world is getting more and more chaotic..."

"Legends are all signs of the beginning of the great struggle. The ten thousand years have arrived, and the road to the super holy gods has begun. All heroes and monsters and monsters have jumped out to compete for the only god position."

"No matter what position he is in the Sword God, it has nothing to do with us. It is safer to stay in the academy."

Ou Chuyang frowned when he listened to the discussions of the students around him. He had known for a long time that the great struggle had arrived, but he always thought it was just a battle between the powerful kendo powers, but he did not expect that even ordinary people would be involved.

Ou Chuyang did not feel that the world of great disputes had nothing to do with him. On the contrary, he was very convinced that he would never avoid the troubled times and would be involved in it, and life and death were unpredictable.

Where is the road to the super holy gods, and how to start? What should we do to ascend to the throne and end this extremely cruel and fierce battle?

If a person has no long-term plan, he will have immediate worries. Ou Chuyang feels that he cannot not think about these problems because his current strength is low. If he wants to face all this in the end, it is better to prepare early.

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On the eighth day and night, after more than a month of work, the brand new Gongsun Jiancai Store was rebuilt on the ruins of the previous two shops. After the fire, Gongsun Yan spent 4 million to buy the land and property rights of the two shops, intending to regard the swordsmanship store as his real first foundation.

Gongsun Jiancai Store reopened, and customers who had been waiting for a long time flocked to buy. People made up their minds: before the next fire, buy as much as they can. If Ou Chuyang was unfortunately buried in the fire, such a cheap special-grade sword material would be completely out of stock.

After the fire, rumors broke out, and most of them pointed the finger at Park Jung-chang and Sheng Pinxuan. After all, the hatred between Ou Chu-yang and Park Jung-chang was like the moon on the fifteenth, big and bright, and even a blind man could see it...

Park Jung-chang burned Gongsun Jiancaixing and Shengpinxuan Jiancaixing with fire. It was a sip of anger. But who knows whether he would burn it again? And next time, it is hard to guarantee that he will not kill the weeds and completely remove Ou Chuyang, a thorn in his eyes.

"Congratulations." As soon as Cao Cao came, Park Jung-chang and others squeezed into the door with a slight smile. "Oh! This new store is really grand. You must be careful of fire in the future, so as not to cause fires or harm half the streets."

"Park Jung-chang, do you still have the face to come?" Gongsun Yan rushed up and glared, "The forty-three innocent dead are not cold. Do you still dare to sarcastically here? Are you human?"

"Gongsun Yan, don't be slandering good people. You said I set the fire, but what evidence is there?" Park Jung-chang smiled, "I'll come today, but I'm kind enough to remind you to pay attention to safety. Don't be kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs."

Ou Chuyang held the angry Gongsun Yan and smiled faintly, "I appreciate your kindness. But I also want to remind you, don't run around without any trouble, don't worry about other people's business, and look at your own."

Park Jung-chang glared at him, "What do you mean, are you threatening me?"
Chapter completed!