"Can you imagine that a person can still stand firm if he gets killed by a thousand swords?"

Speaking of this, Yang Caifeng turned around and faced the gurgling water. Reading at zero o'clock

"That's it. He was alone under the siege of hundreds of masters and held on for a whole night until dawn. The imperial censor appeared with the imperial edict to thoroughly investigate the corruption and abuse of power by the Qizhou bureaucrats..."

"Without him, there would be no Eagle Claw Gate today - the Blood Eagle Order, which is stained with his blood!"

I see……

I was secretly surprised.

I didn't expect that there was such a story hidden behind a small blood eagle hair.

"So this Blood Eagle Order... is actually a debt from our Eagle Claw Gate, a debt that we will never pay off..."

Yang Caifeng's tone gradually became deeper, and suddenly he flashed and rushed to everyone, bang bang and hit the men who were kneeling on the ground.

"I've received the punishment, let's go."

Yang Caifeng sighed.

"Xie Fengzun won't kill you." The brothers kowtowed, and didn't even dare to wipe the blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and bowed and retreated.

I couldn't help but look at it: Yang Caifeng's aura is really not inferior to Lian Ying at all.

"Xiao Yu, are you here to see Yang Yu?" After talking about the Blood Eagle Hair, Yang Caifeng was not very interested in me, the holder of the Blood Eagle Hair. She turned around and asked Lian Huanyu.

"Can I go?" Even Huanyou was not polite.

"Go." Yang Caifeng nodded.

Even Happy is familiar with me. I pulled up my sleeves and walked in.

"Wait." But I didn't mean to leave, but turned to Yang Caifeng and said, "I want to ask Master Yang for a few questions."

"You can ask, I may not answer." Yang Caifeng said coldly.

"Then... I asked." I pulled the blood eagle hair from my head.

Yang Caifeng frowned and looked at me.

"The person who saved the Eagle Claw Gate, is he close to you?" I asked.

"At that time... I had no relatives." Yang Caifeng said.

"Is there an old one?" I asked again.

"At that time... I just met you shortly after." Yang Caifeng said.

"So that person is Yang Yu's father." I expressed my guess.

But Yang Caifeng's reaction was a bit beyond my expectations.

"You should know this in your heart." Yang Caifeng didn't seem to feel that she was 'tickened and worried' after being exposed.

and……

Why did she say it as if I was the client?

A story that has been intertwined decades ago to today, its outline is gradually taking shape in my mind.

It's almost a little bit of fragments, and it's time to replenish it!

And that little bit of fragment probably fell on Yang Yu.

"We're going to find Yang Yu and say goodbye." I bowed to Yang Caifeng and pushed Lian Huan happily.

Unexpectedly, we met an acquaintance in front of the small courtyard where Yang Yu lived.

The man was lying comfortably on a bamboo bench, holding a bench with both feet, humming a small song in his mouth, and swaying a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

"Lao Ding, why are you here?" I said in surprise.

That’s right, this lazy guy is the chef of Tianfenglou - Fat Ding.

"This is my master's place, why can't I be here?" Fat Ding said comfortably.

"Master?" I said in surprise, "You are Yang Caifeng's apprentice?"

If this is true, would Tianfeng Tower be the Yang family's property...

"Don't think of course, okay?" Fat Ding Yao said, "My master is behind."

Behind is where Yang Yu lives.

puff!

I took a sip of water (I don’t know where it came from) and sprayed it directly on Fat Ding’s face.

"Mo Angry, this is just an exaggerated method to express my surprise." I said.

"What's there to be surprised?" Fat Ding jumped up, "Is it strange that I worship the little chef as my teacher?"

"Yang Yu is the little chef god?" I was stunned.

Lian Huanyou next to him nodded.

Fat Ding also nodded.

"The dishes made by Yang Yu are really delicious." Lian Huan said happily, "His nose is so smart that it is not only used to help you find something."

"Can the little chef god still take the steamed buns of rat medicine?" I said suspiciously.

"That day, my master's nose was a little stuffy, so he asked me to buy medicine for him. Unexpectedly, something happened to me after I left..." Fat Ding explained.

"Okay." I admitted Yang Yu's sudden identity as the "little chef god", "Then I'll go find the little chef god to do something..."

"Go together." Fat Ding said on my shoulder.

So I went into the yard.

Unexpectedly, I met a bunch of acquaintances again.

In the room, except for Yang Yu, the boss lady, Master Wu, Tongtou, and chattering.

"Why are you all here?" I said in surprise.

"Where can we go if we are not here?" said the boss lady. "By the day, today is the birthday party of the Eagle Claw King. We have to stay in the Eagle Claw Gate two days in advance to prepare for the banquet."

"I was still washing my tripe at that time, but I didn't expect that there would be a sword and sword outside." He said in a vivid way, "The situation was too dangerous at that time. Fortunately, Fat Ding brought us here."

"It's fine." I glanced at Master Wu and said casually.

As long as Master Wu is here, there is no need to worry too much about the safety of the boss and the others.

"I'm here this time, mainly to let everyone see this thing." As I said that, I took out a black iron head from my arms.

Although my original purpose was to find Yang Yu, since so many people gathered here, as the saying goes, there are many people and great power, I might be able to find out what news.

Sure enough, Master Wu frowned when he saw the black iron head.

"I have an impression?" I said.

"Hunter Head Order!" said Master Wu, "This is a token of a killer organization. As long as you have this token, you can enter the 'Dark Hall' set up by Hunter Head."

The news about Master Wu is similar to what Lian Ying said at the beginning.

A little more.

"Dangtang?" I said curiously.

"That's right, it is said that if you want to kill someone, you have to take the token and go to this 'Dark Hall' to bid." Master Wu said.

"What is the specific bidding method?" I asked.

"How can I know this?" Master Wu shook his head and said, "I haven't been there again."

"It's not easy to know," said Fat Ding. "You'll know if you go and see it with your own eyes."

"Speak lightly, do you know how to go?" said twitteringly.

"This..." Fat Ding smiled awkwardly.

"At this time, it's time for the little chef to take action." I stopped at Yang Yu.

"Me." Yang Yu's spirit seemed a little depressed.

"Yes, this thing was found under the pillow of Wizard King." I explained, "Is there any way you can find out where Wizard King has been through this Iron Head?"

In my original plan, I mainly wanted to find out who the wizard Jin had contacted through this iron head.

But after Master Wu said this, the "Dark Hall" of the mysterious killer organization seems to be a more interesting target.

"But now my nose..." In the expectant eyes of everyone, Yang Yu showed her face as dry as bitter melon: "I can't smell anything."
Chapter completed!