Although Chongyang Bi did not include himself in the list of the top gods in China, he also has the cultivation level of the Dengtang realm and is considered among the masters in the martial arts world. Looking at the weak and panting ancestor of the He family, he secretly felt lucky. chest, approaching the ancestor of the He family step by step.
Just as the Chongyang Pen was approaching the ancestor of the He family, General Jiang, who was still coughing and wheezing, suddenly raised his head, with a sharp look in his cloudy eyes, and looked straight at the Chongyang Pen, making this world-famous Chongyang The gentleman's heart froze. The fear of being dominated by the ancestor of the He family for many years instantly filled Chongyang Bi's heart, and the murderous intention in his heart disappeared instantly.
Seeing that the ancestor's eyes seemed to see through his own thoughts, Chongyangbi quickly put on a flattering smile and asked with concern: "Is the ancestor feeling better? Do you need me to go and urge you again?"
Even though He Zhidao's old illness has relapsed, he has not yet reached the point where his old eyesight is dim. Just now, he has clearly seen every move of the Chongyang Pen. This Qiyun martial arts celebrity who has been controlled by him for many years has a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. , I definitely didn’t feel wrong.
Once a dog has the intention of biting its owner, it can no longer be kept. The ancestor of the He family looked at the flattering Chongyang pen and thought to himself, unfortunately, his old disease has relapsed, so he has to find a way to stabilize him first, and wait until then If people chase Ji'er back, then Mr. Chongyang's death will come.
Thinking of this, the ancestor of the He family tried his best to smile and said to Chongyang Bi: "Sir, don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fine when Old Wei brings me the medicine."
Before Chongyang Bi opened his mouth to respond, the ancestor of the He family said to Chongyang Bi, seemingly unintentionally or intentionally: "Mr. Chongyang, you should not worry about my illness. You should be more careful about the poison in your body. If When I die, you will no longer have any pills that can relieve the poison."
The words of the ancestor of the He family were soft, but to the Chongyang pen, they were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, exploding in the heart. The Chongyang pen instantly understood the threat in the words of the ancestor of the He family, bowed and smiled and said: "Ancestor teaches, Chongyang pen Keep it in mind.”
Seeing that the purpose of flogging the Chongyang pen had been achieved, the ancestor of the He family softened his tone and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Chongyang. As long as they capture the liger, I can leave Qi Yun safely. Whatever you want, I will give it to you." I will offer it with both hands.”
Just as the ancestor of the He family was talking to Chongyang Bi, outside the Hua Chao Garden, Old Wei had already entered the garden with a cup of medicinal soup.
Speaking of Lao Wei, He Zhidao, apart from his two sons, could be regarded as a trustworthy person in the He family. Over the years, Lao Wei had cooked all his medicinal meals.
Old Wei walked forward quickly with the medicinal soup. Seeing the weak look of Patriarch He, he hurriedly said: "Master, you haven't had this disease for a few days. Why is it so severe today? Drink this medicinal soup quickly and everything will be gone." It is cooked according to the method taught by the third young master."
On weekdays, although Old Wei boiled the medicine for the ancestor of the He family, it was all cooked by He Ji with his own eyes. Today, He Ji was not around, and when he saw Old Wei holding the medicine cup in front of him, the ancestor of the He family looked at it. Old Wei's concerned gaze, the light in his cloudy eyes flashed away, and he raised his hand to signal Old Wei to put the medicine cup aside for a moment.
"Old Wei, how long have you been in my Hejiapu?" the ancestor of the He family asked calmly.
Old Wei obviously did not expect that the ancestor of the He family would ask him this question. He was startled at first, and then quickly smiled: "In reply to the master, the younger one no longer remembers how long he has been in Hejiapu. The younger one only remembers, I have been with you since I founded the He family."
"It's been a hard work for you to serve me for so many years." The ancestor of the He family said again.
"Master, where are you? It's a small honor to have a job in Hejiapu." Old Wei replied with a smile.
The ancestor of the He family glanced at the steaming medicine cup, and then what he said made Old Wei's expression change instantly.
"On weekdays, even though it's you, Old Wei, who cooks the medicine for me, if I remember correctly, it was Ji'er who prepared the medicine before letting you cook it. Just now, I just asked Mr. Chongyang to give birth to you. I brought you a bowl of hot tea, but you came with a medicinal soup and said that it was prepared according to Ji'er's recipe. Ji'er is my son and he would never give the medicine to me without my order. Anyone’s.”
Old Wei's expression darkened every time the ancestor of the He family spoke, but he still forced a smile and said: "Master, today I heard that your old illness has relapsed, and the third young master has not come yet, so I am anxious. Next, I took it upon myself to take this medicine based on my daily memory..."
Before he finished speaking, the He family ancestor's cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he asked Old Wei: "You have never shown any signs of weakness in Hejiapu for so many years, but you are so anxious today, is it because of Ji'er?" They are not with me anymore. I am afraid that if I miss this rare opportunity, I will no longer have it..."
As soon as the ancestor of the He family finished speaking, he saw Old Wei holding the medicine in the cup with his hand and pouring it towards him. The ancestor of the He family ducked and dodged in an instant. The potion in the cup was poured on the chair where the ancestor was sitting just now. , just hearing the sound of "Cracking", the Grand Master had been corroded by the medicinal soup in an instant.
When Old Wei saw that he missed a hit, he waved his palms, and the two daggers in his sleeves slipped into his palms, and he quickly attacked the ancestor of the He family who was about to settle down.
The two daggers were like venomous snakes spitting messages, heading straight for the ancestor's throat. Unexpectedly, the ancestor did not dodge or dodge. Just a slight movement of the golden staff in his hand easily blocked the two daggers. With a backhand palm, he forced the old Wei to He had no choice but to retreat and leap forward behind him.
Ancestor gained the upper hand with one blow and was about to attack and capture Old Wei. Unexpectedly, his old illness resurfaced, causing Old Ancestor who was supposed to be gaining the upper hand to pursue him to stagnate. Because of this, Old Wei took the opportunity to escape. He jumped out of the main hall of Hua Chaoyuan.
The ancestor of the He family mobilized his inner strength, temporarily suppressed his old illness, jumped out, and blocked Old Wei's escape path: "With your little effort, you won't come to die alone. How many more time do you have?" Just call them out together, I will deal with you all together."
"Pa bang bang." Soft applause sounded in Hua Chaoyuan.
The ancestor of the He family stopped Old Wei on his way to escape. When he heard the applause and the familiar footsteps behind him, he did not look back, but glanced back slightly: "That's right, that's right. It's not in vain that you have followed me for so many years. Really, Miao Renjie."
The man who came applauding was a little surprised when he heard the ancestor of the He family called himself Miao Renjie, then gritted his teeth and said, "You knew it a long time ago."
"With your little lies, do you think you can hide this from me?" The ancestor of the He family still did not look back, but instead continued to speak to the person behind him with calmness.
While he was talking, the person behind him had already walked to the light. The person who came was none other than He Kui and Jin Buyi, who were driven back to Huachaoyuan by He Ji.
And Old Wei was also the secret that Jin Buyi had buried in the He family for many years. When he saw He Kui and Jin Buyi coming, Old Wei was overjoyed and said to them: "Brother He, Brother Jin, with this What nonsense does the old thief talk? Let’s take action together to kill this old thief and avenge the lives of more than a hundred people in Miaozhuang and Fengjiabao.”
"Wait a minute, I have something else I want to ask this old thief." He Kui raised his hand to stop the eager Old Wei. Although the poisoning plan failed, based on what he had observed in secret just now, he found that the old thief's old illness had relapsed, and his skills had been greatly reduced, so he wanted to ask the ancestor of the He family whether the Golden Knife Sect had anything to do with Miaozhuang Hefeng. Related to the Jiabao tragedy.
Just listen to He Kui continue to ask: "Old thief, let me ask you three questions. If you answer honestly, maybe I can spare your life."
Seeing that the ancestor of the He family was just looking at him, He Kui continued to ask: "First of all, back then, what secret did my parents discover about you that made you do this to harm everyone in Miaozhuang? Secondly, Liger, What secret does the beast have that makes you not hesitate to attack Fengjiabao and commit the evil act of exterminating the family again? Finally, is the Jindao Clan the person behind the murder?" m.
"Hahaha, Kui'er...oh no, Miao Renjie, it seems that you have only learned three points of what I taught you." The ancestor of the He family looked at He Kui with a cold smile, and then continued: "I know, Zhong'er I died at your hands. I originally thought that when I got the liger beast, I would send you down to meet your short-lived parents and avenge my son. But I didn't expect that your move of striking first was a lesson learned from my father. "The ancestor of the He family did not put He Kui in his eyes at all, his cloudy eyes were full of ridicule.
Glancing at Jin Buyi to the side, the ancestor of the He family showed some admiration: "Jin Zongfeng, no, you should be called the Jin Daxia. I rarely admire people in my life, and you are one of them. You don't seek fame in vain. , you are willing to carry the cynicism of people in the world for so many years, stay in Hejiapu for many years to deal with me, just here, I also respect you as a man, from this point of view, the handles in Mr. Chongyang’s hands are all fake. .”
Jin Buyi looked at the ancestor of the He family and did not answer, so he acquiesced to what he said.
"Okay, okay, it's great that you have been able to lay out your plans under my nose for so many years. Miao Renjie, you don't need to ask any more questions. Do you think I will tell you based on the fact that you have served me for so many years?" The ancestor of the He family sneered. road.
"I had expected this, but if you don't tell me, I still have someone I can ask." He Kui sneered.
The ancestor of the He family smiled, as if he had already predicted what He Ji and others were going to do, and replied softly: "Not to mention the remnant of the Feng family, even if you and Jin Buyi are included, Ji'er can't be caught. .”
Hearing the words of the ancestor of the He family, He Kui, who had already planned everything, couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Could it be that this old thief had seen through his own plan? What made this old thief so confident that he was so confident that he could take it by himself? He Ji had no choice.
No matter what, it will be a long night and many dreams. Since poisoning cannot be used, it is better to take advantage of the old thief's old illness to relapse and kill him first. As for whether the person behind the scenes is the Golden Sword Sect, and the secret of the liger. , it will not be too late to make long-term plans after revenge is taken.
When the ancestor of the He family saw He Kui's expression flickering at what he said, he knew that he had guessed correctly. He had indeed sent someone to ambush Ji'er on the road. However, if that person could arrive in time, there was no need to worry.
If he couldn't escape tonight, the secret of the liger would probably rot in his stomach. He had to find a way to escape. Now that his old injury had recurred, it would be difficult to escape under the siege of the three people in front of him. Adding to the difficulty, the only solution right now is to delay until he comes back with Ji'er, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.
A moment of silence is worse than a moment of movement. The first strike is the strongest. Thinking of this, the ancestor of the He family no longer cared about the internal injuries in his chest. He suddenly burst out and attacked Old Wei, the weakest among the three.
The ancestor of the He family danced with a golden staff weighing more than a hundred kilograms. This seemingly twilight old man had already attacked Old Wei in an instant. Old Wei was caught off guard by the attack and hurriedly raised his dagger to block, but it was too late. , seeing that the golden staff had already hit his Tianling Cap, he had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for death.
At the critical moment, a half-arm shield blocked the inevitable blow of the ancestor of the He family.
The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded throughout the Flower Chaoyuan. Old Wei opened his eyes. He was unimpeded. He raised his eyes and saw that the judge's pen on the life and death book, Jin Buyi, had already taken action before the old thief made a sneak attack. After saving himself, he and He Kui took action at the same time and fought against the ancestor of the He family.
Some people died, but not completely...
