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Feeling the sincerity in Ou Chuyang's words, Ou Haopeng's heart trembled slightly, nodded in appreciation, and sighed, "It's okay. On the one hand, in order to repay your father's teaching, on the other hand, I don't have the will to let you wander around outside, and I want your legitimate surname Ou, so I disguised your mother and brought you back to the Ou family as the second wife, so that you can naturally become a direct child of the Ou family after you are born."

"Oh, it's a pity that your great-grandfather was extremely injured because of Ling Feng's incident, so he resolutely decided to give up the position of the head of the family to my father. From then on, he traveled to the mainland and never came back. The new head of the family, my father, learned that you were already born at that time. In order to avoid the people in the family making noise, when a few people knew about this, he and the aunt found an excuse to expel you from the Ou family. Fortunately, they said they were expelled from the Ou family, but they did not take back the right to your surname Ou. This can be regarded as an explanation to Ling Feng."

After Ou Haopeng finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Ou Chuyang again. Unexpectedly, Ou Chuyang did not cry as loudly as he imagined. On the contrary, he was surprisingly calm. Ou Haopeng was surprised and sighed in secret that his son's extraordinary mind and mature and steady state that was not the same as his age.

Ou Chuyang lowered his head and tossed and turned. After a while, his eyes shone like the dazzling stars in the midnight sky, looking at Ou Haopeng with anger and murderous intent. A low voice seemed to come from Jiuyou: "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Feeling the boundless murderous intent that Ou Chuyang suddenly exuded, Ou Haopeng's expression suddenly changed, and the same murderous aura arose followed, but it disappeared without a trace after a while. Looking at Ou Chuyang, he sighed: "I don't know, the only one who knows the murderer is your mother, but I asked him a few times, but he refused to say that. He used to think he was afraid of trouble, but now I finally know his good intentions. He doesn't want you to embark on the road of no return for revenge."

Ou Chuyang nodded with tears in his eyes. He could understand this. Every mother in the world did not want her children to live in hatred every day. However, the revenge of killing her father must be revenged. No one knows. Wouldn't he check it? At this moment, Ou Chuyang made a secret decision.

The secret buried in my heart for many years was finally revealed. Ou Haopeng breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved. Looking at Ou Chuyang who was sitting opposite him without saying a word, he felt a little embarrassed when he thought of telling Ou Chuyang such a cruel fact.

The room was a bit terrible. After a long time, Ou Haopeng suddenly remembered something, reached out to touch the spiritual ring, and a thick long sword appeared in his palm.

The long sword is more than five feet long and is dark all over. The exquisite cloud and dragon patterns are carved on the blade, and the patterns are covered with traces of sharp blades.

"Bang" Ou Haopeng poked the long sword heavily and said to Ou Chuyang: "This is the only relic left by your father, and it is also his personal weapon for fame. Your father called it Heiyan, and I will hand him over to you now."

Ou Chuyang slowly stood up and took the black flame with a solemn face. The knife suddenly felt a great force. His wrist sank and the black flame knife almost fell to the ground.

"So heavy." The weight of the Black Flame Sword surprised Ou Chuyang. Such weight made Ou Chuyang, who was already at the warrior level, feel a little heavy. A rough estimate is that this knife is at least about a hundred kilograms.

After taking the Black Flame Sword, Ou Chuyang gently pressed against the dark blade, and a sense of intimacy like Ou Ming surged into his heart. Unexpectedly, Ou Chuyang shed two lines of tears.

After looking for a while, he flipped his palms and put the Black Flame Sword into the ethereal ring, and wiped the tears hanging on his face with his sleeve. Ou Chuyang raised his head and asked, "Did your father say anything when he died?"

He looked at Ou Chuyang silently and said, "He doesn't want you to become a warrior like him when you grow up. He just wants you to live an ordinary life."

"Where is my father buried now? I want to go and worship."

"But your injury?" Hearing Ou Chuyang's request, Ou Haopeng couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay. Just take a night off." Ou Chuyang said calmly.

Looking at Ou Chuyang's firm gaze, Ou Haopeng could only nod helplessly: "I still have some things to do. You have been unconscious for two days and need to rest now. Let's do this. We will set off tomorrow afternoon, but the journey is a bit long, and it may take a few days to come back."

Nodded sadly, Ou Chuyang stopped talking, and went straight to ********** to sit cross-legged and recover.

Looking at Ou Chuyang's actions, Ou Haopeng suddenly felt the subtle change of the former, secretly praising Ou Chuyang for knowing that his life experience was not defeated by the cruel facts, but was more mature and steady.

Floating hall, conference hall.

The spacious hall is brightly lit, and there are a row of burly men standing on both sides. Each of them is a samurai-level strong man. His aura is emitted from his body without reservation, forming a killing aura. The strong momentum makes people feel a sense of depression in their hearts.

There was a golden seat at the highest point in the hall. An old man was sitting upright on the seat. The old man was wearing a red gold brocade robe. His tough face was covered with wrinkles, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were all white, without any variegated colors. Under his thick white eyebrows, a pair of tiger eyes shot out a sturdy cold light.

On the left and right of the old man, there were three middle-aged men and one woman sitting in each of them. The four of them were dressed in luxurious clothes. Judging from their clothes, the four should have a low status. The four of them were sitting in a row with all kinds of people sitting in a row. It seemed that these people were some important figures in the family. Everyone had an anger on their faces, and the momentum on their bodies slowly evaporated with their anger.

Although it was midsummer, under the influence of the old man, the temperature in the hall was dropping sharply, making people feel chilled.

At this time, everyone's eyes in the hall were all gathered in a seven-foot wooden coffin in the center of the hall. Among the wooden coffin, a corpse was quietly lying. The body was covered with a white cloth, revealing only a terrifying face that was blue due to death. A few people were kneeling neatly beside the wooden coffin.

The armrests of the seat made of pure gold under the body were crushed by the old man, and this crisp sound broke the silence in the field. Except for the mighty man standing on both sides, everyone looked at the old man.

"Who is so brave?"

The old man's majestic voice made the few people kneeling beside the wooden coffin tremble. One of them immediately replied: "Go back to the home master, my subordinates don't know the specific reason. I found out that the young master was like this after I found out."

"Don't know?" It's obvious that the speaker's answer did not satisfy the old man.

Before the old man could continue to interrogate, another person hurriedly said: "The master of the home, the young master was discussing the purchase of supplies with the people of the Marin Chamber of Commerce in Guanghe Restaurant in Qipan Town. Shortly after the other party left, a strange fruit fragrance was emitted in the restaurant for no reason. The subordinates went out to investigate with the young master, but they did not find anything. Then, the young master ordered his subordinates to go to the Marin Chamber of Commerce to count the goods. Later, the subordinates didn't know what happened later. When the next morning, the subordinates found that the young master had not returned overnight and there was no news, so they went out to inquire. As a result, the young master's body was found in a small village not far from Qipan Town. At that time, the young master had no breath, and..."

“And what?”

"And the young master didn't know who was attacked, and his arms were shattered. My subordinates just picked up the young master's hand bones on the scene. The scene was really terrible." My subordinates felt the old man's anger and had to report truthfully.

"What?" As the subordinates finished their rewards and the voice fell, everyone under the old man screamed out in anger, and the voice contained endless anger.

"Do not!" The middle-aged man under the old man could no longer bear it. In a flash, he rushed to the wooden coffin and pushed his kneeling subordinate aside, suddenly lifted the white cloth and fixed his eyes. When he saw that as the former said, the arms of the corpse were gone, and only a few broken bones were lying next to the corpse.

After a glance, tears flowing from his eyes fell down. The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground, looked at the old man, and shouted in grief and anger: "Father."

Seeing the sad face of the middle-aged man, the old man closed his eyes tightly. Although the old man tried his best to control himself, two lines of old tears still slid down his cheeks uncontrollably. Suddenly, the sounds of crying and twitching in the hall slowly rang.

As the crying sounded, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressed. After a moment, an angry shout rang out in everyone's ears like a bolt from the blue: "Okay."

The old man's shout interrupted the whine in the hall. At this time, the old man stopped tears, and the previous majestic momentum emanated again. He glanced at everyone in anger. The old man said, "Did you find out who did it?"

"When I returned to the home, the situation at the scene was very chaotic. When my subordinates arrived, they could no longer distinguish them. Please forgive me. However, afterwards, in addition to sending the young master back, we left two people to investigate nearby. We accidentally found the "gray magpie" around the village."

"Gray Magpie?" Hearing his subordinate's answer, a gleam burst out in the old man's eyes for the first time.

The old man slowly stood up and walked down, walked to the wooden coffin, looking at the corpse lying quietly in the coffin, a stream of sadness from Ou Ming surged up, silently suppressing the grief and anger in his heart. The old man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the corpse. After a careful observation, the old man took back his slightly dry palm and said, "There are two energy in the Zimo body energy, one is pure earth-attribute energy, and the other is very strange, like thunder-attribute energy, but it is not."

"Thunder attribute?" the middle-aged man next to him asked in confusion.

"Yes, very similar. However, the thunder attribute and the wind attribute are both a kind of internal energy of the wood spirit. They are said to be mutations, but not entirely. Both attributes have their own unique characteristics. As far as I know, it is rare for people with these two attributes to be seen." The old man nodded.

"Father, the people below also discovered the whereabouts of "Gray Magpie" at the scene. This matter must have something to do with the Ou family." According to the old man's analysis, the middle-aged man guessed.

Hearing this, the old man glanced at the middle-aged man with admiration and felt a little comforted. However, the old man shook his head and said, "The energy of the thunder attribute has been owned by only one person in the Ou family for hundreds of years, and that person had died many years ago. No one in the Ou family now has this kind of internal energy. It is not certain that Zimo was killed by the Ou family, but it must have nothing to do with the Ou family."

As he said that, the old man looked at the corpse again. "Huh?" As if he had discovered something, the old man let out a soft voice, pressed his hand on the corpse again, and then raised it slightly.

"Wow~", as soon as the palm of his hand touched the corpse, a tiny purple light suddenly rushed out of the corpse and attacked the old man's palm. Suddenly, the old man's palm felt a numbness, and with a slight transmission, a purple light ball appeared on the old man's palm.

Everyone in the hall looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. Although the light ball was so small that it was difficult to distinguish the naked eye, everyone was a powerful person with extraordinary cultivation. After careful observation, it was not difficult to see the energy light ball in the old man's hand.

Within a few days after the injury, energy still took shape in the body and did not disperse for a long time. What kind of realm is the person who attacked? At least he was a martial master. How could such a master come to Pang Zimo? Could it be that Pang Zimo accidentally provoked such a master? At this time, the doubts in everyone's hearts aggravated a lot.

Looking at the people's surprise expressions, the old man saw everyone's doubts and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Although Zimo has no tolerance, he is not a reckless person. For no reason, he will not provoke such a master. There must be hidden information in this."

"Report." Just as the old man was speaking, a sound of a message sounded outside the hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure hurriedly ran in and reported loudly: "I heard from the head of the family. News came from Qipan Town. After many inquiries, there was a man named Huang Lang in the village where the young master had an accident. According to the people in the village, on the night of the accident, they all saw Huang Lang and another person joining forces to attack the young master, and they thought that these two people were the murderers who killed the young master."

"Huang Lang? Who?" As soon as the visitor finished reporting, the middle-aged man grabbed him and shouted angrily.

"According to investigation, this person has often appeared in the martial arts market in Qipan Town to sell herbs, spiritual crystals and other goods. His strength should be level 4 and 5 martial arts."

Slowly put down the person who reported the report, the middle-aged man's eyes moved to the subordinates kneeling around the wooden coffin. Feeling the angry gaze of the middle-aged man, several people couldn't help but tremble. One of them immediately said: "Report to the second master, we did not find anyone except the young master at that time, only a few pools of blood. I think it's this person's."

Just when the middle-aged man was about to scold a few people for not protecting him, the old man gently waved his palm to stop the middle-aged man and sighed: "Jian'er, don't make things difficult for them, they can't blame him for this."

Then, the old man turned around and returned to the seat and shouted loudly: "This matter must be related to the Ou family in Xiaodangshan. Jian'er, take the eight generals of Poxing to Qipan Town and take the "gray magpie". Remember, you must keep a living mouth and find out the real murderer." As he said that, the old man made a beheading gesture.
Chapter completed!