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Wen Yue simply lay on the stretcher carried by two people, with attendant Chujiu accompanying him.

Hear Wen Yue's cry.

Give the tiger a slap in the face.

His wrists trembled, but he didn't look back.

Instead, he firmly raised the embroidered uniform-style long knife in his hand.

"you dare!"

The woman with disheveled hair screamed.

A knife kills a beautiful woman's head.

Blood spreads.

The great head was thrown up.

"mother!"

The young man with tied hair and a crown yelled and struggled to rush forward.

Sweetness and anger filled his chest.

Pain, grief and anger exploded in my mind.

It's like a volcano erupting.

His eyes were filled with hatred.

Do you regret it?

some.

He regretted even more why he didn't take action earlier. The cripple deserved to die, and so did those who followed the cripple.

All deserve to die.

Xiang Hu never gave him a chance to repent.

Another knife.

The light of the knife flashed.

Cut off the second brother's head.

The head of the second young master of the Hou Mansion was separated from his neck, and the murderous intent and annoyance in his eyes had not faded away.

And a little bit of shock that lingers.

His head grumbled on the ground.

Like a broken watermelon.

Covered in blood and stained with dust and grass.

There is no difference between a noble gentleman and a commoner.

The knife edge dripped blood.

fell to the ground.

Xiang Hu stood still.

Revenge was taken.

happy!

This was the gratification he had never wanted.

Thousands of soldiers and armor cannot stop him from taking revenge.

But also sad.

Just because of the mood and anger of the superior, one can humiliate others at will.

Beat him to a cripple and bury him in a gutter.

Human life is so worthless.

Is this the prosperous Liangdu?

What kind of world is this?

Raise your head to the sky and roar towards the tiger.

The ferocious mana vibrates to form an aura.

Howling and hissing in anger.

Although I am happy to take revenge, I still have some kindness yet to be repaid.

"The thief is so brave!"

The angry shouts carrying mana were like deafening thunder.

In Liangdu City, except Zhou Liang with the goatee, the remaining five immortal masters have gathered at the Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

The fat and white Qianhu Wang Zhi who was hiding in the embroidered clothes guard suddenly became energetic.

As if he had found his backbone, he hurriedly jumped out. Regardless of his embarrassment, he shouted loudly: "Master Immortal, kill this beast quickly."

He looked around at the old man, and finally looked at Wen Yue who was lying on the stretcher, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty."

"Ten years ago, Nanyue Mountain was defeated, and the Northern Wei Dynasty marched to plunder the territory."

"I fled here with my wife and children. I was penniless and hungry. My son was seriously ill and was waiting to die in a bridge. Thanks to the prince's kind help."

"I can save the lives of my whole family."

Wen Yue opened his mouth. In fact, he had long forgotten that he had helped so many people and it was difficult to recognize them all.

Everyone else seemed surprised that this happened.

Bai Fat Qianhu pointed at Xiang Hu and shouted: "You are such a white-eyed wolf. The prince saved your whole family, but you did such a terrible thing."

"Xiang Hu, you are a son of man in vain."

"I'm going to capture you before I surrender."

However, Lu Laodao saw something unusual. Xiang Hu had clearly become a Qi practitioner and was very powerful.

The other casual cultivators also looked at each other, and they all saw that this man was a monk.

Xiang Hu ignored the clown, but raised his sword, straightened his back, and said arrogantly: "Today, I will repay the kindness of the prince."

bass.

Cut across the neck.

Blood flowed everywhere.

"To Baihu!"

Wen Yue struggled and fell off the stretcher.

Chujiu hurriedly caught Wen Yue, but could feel Wen Yue's strength.

He wanted to crawl over.

The broken shouts disappeared.

Wen Yue suddenly felt very sad.

It's strange that this sadness is not due to the death of the second wife of the Hou Mansion.

It's because of that person.

There was silence.

Everyone was surprised that Xiang Hu was so strong.

I was even more shocked that a master-level innate expert would kill himself in front of everyone.

It really impacted their minds too powerfully.

The casual cultivators worshiped in Liangdu are even more difficult to understand.

Because this is not an innate master at all, but a monk.

A monk, even if he is old, can live to be over a hundred years old.

There is still half a lifetime left in the future, so just tell me this?

It's so not worth it.

but.

Did you pay it back?

Returned.
To be continued...