The first cause of all realms

Chapter 312 My lord, Yang Prison is no longer an official! (third change)
Huhu~
The autumn wind is already blowing through the house, wherever it passes, whether it is the servants, guards or a group of elite guards, all of them feel chilly.

In this calm voice, they heard extreme disgust and hatred.

For a moment, he felt some sympathy for Nie Wendong who fell to the ground, crushed his jaw, and couldn't even scream.

The powerful vitality supported him, so that he would not die after suffering such a severe injury, but he would definitely regret that he did not die, and hated his tyrannical and inhuman vitality.

"grown ups!"

Everyone was silent, only Fengyun Erwei's eyes were about to burst, but looking at the red-clothed and blood-stained figure, he really didn't have the courage to make a move.

After Liangliang looked at each other, he slapped each other's foreheads with a wry smile, and with a muffled sound, the two died at the same time.

But he couldn't save the Lord, he couldn't fight and couldn't escape, and he didn't want to be tortured like this, so he chose to commit suicide.

"Amitabha."

The monk's breath was long enough, and Yuanjue lasted for more than half an hour. During this period, he was hit by an unknown amount of gravel and knife energy, his face was covered with blood, but it was only then that he uttered his last breath:

"It seems that the monk's life did not sell for a good price..."

After all, he died in anger.

There were only a few streamers of light that could not be seen or touched by others, flowing out from his body and sinking into the void in front of Yang Yu's chest.

After the ceremony, Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd has spirituality, and will independently search for the fate of the deceased who is about to dissipate.

"Killing is nothing more than nodding your head. Don't you think it's too much?"

Yang Xuanying covered her face with a fan and narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling very apprehensive in her heart.

It seems that this person has not been in the four gates for too long, but he has defeated the old monk Yuanjue and Nie Wendong who is pregnant with the fruit of the Tao.

But first he had a domineering fist, and then he was Qinglong Zhengang, Qinglong Nine Kills, which is really unbelievable.

That's all for the former, there are many eight thousand Xuanjia cavalry under the command of King Zhao of the Western Mansion who know this boxing technique, but the latter two are the secret martial arts passed down by King Longyuan.

How could he...

"Are you going to start?"

Yang Ju shook his arm, blood dripped down, his expression was indifferent.

He naturally didn't kill him, otherwise, with Nie Wendong's pampered body, he could be smashed into flesh with one punch, and it would take a long time for the blood to affect his body.

And the reason why he kept his hand was naturally not only to humiliate him, but also because of the particularity of Hanba.

The Drought Man is neither old nor dead, neither human nor ghost. According to the legend, he is a freak who does not belong to the Three Realms and does not belong to the Five Elements.

And the most talked about, of course, is its "immortality" feature.

According to legend, a drop of Hanba's blood can create a group of ghouls, and after the deity's death, he can use that drop to write rebirth. This is a supernatural power, and non-human power can stop it.

Nie Wendong wanted to die, so he verified his guess from the side, this old guy is still hiding something.

"How's it going?"

Yang Xuanying glanced at Xu Wenji, who had no expression on his face, not knowing what was going on in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a sudden twitch in his heart.

Does this Yang prison really have any background?
"Come on, come on."

Yang Jue lifted the half-dead Nie Wendong with one hand, and strode towards him:
"Otherwise, get out!"

"you!"

Yang Xuanying was furious, but seeing Xu Wenji's indifference, the cold eyes of Qiu Zhanyu and others, and the trembling fingers of anger, she still endured it.

"You know, if you get out of this door today, it will be difficult to come in again."

Yang Ju's footsteps paused, and Xu Wenji's voice came from behind him. He sighed, very sad:
"You are still young, and your future is limitless. Let him live for a while, and the old man will deal with it, okay? The road in the river and lake is rough, and it is not as convenient as Gongmen. You..."

"My lord..."

Yang Ju was silent for a moment, turned around slowly, and said: "If the clothes are torn, you can mend them, and if your heart is broken, can you still live?"

"If you don't try it, how will you know?"

Xu Wenji's tone became more and more exhausted, and he already understood Yang Yu's intentions.

His sense of powerlessness grew stronger.

The person in front of him clearly still has enthusiasm, so he might not be able to become a pillar, but I can't keep him...

"Boss, do you want to force Yang to stay?"

Yang prison opened his mouth.

"I'm old, I can't stay!"

Xu Wenji sighed again, but his eyes never left Yang Yu:
"Before, I always thought that there was still time, and I wanted to finish these chores and have a long talk with you..."

He waved his hands and said in a low voice:

"When I leave, I just want to ask you, what kind of person are you going to be?"

"What kind of person do you want to be?"

Yang Jue chewed on the old man's words, pondered for a moment, then turned and left. After a few steps, he was already out of the front yard, and within a few breaths, there was no one.

Only voices echo:

"It's better to be crazy than wish for the country!"

"It's better to be crazy than wish for the country..."

Xu Wenji repeated it, a little lost in thought.

"My lord!"

Seeing Yang Prison leaving as if no one was around, Yang Xuanying spoke with a livid face, with a very stiff tone:

"As a veteran of the two dynasties and an important minister of the country, do you just sit and watch a murderer capture and kill the lord of a state in broad daylight without any hindrance?!"

Qiu Zhanyu's face darkened, and he was about to speak, but Xu Wenji had already spoken:

"You are young and strong, but you still shrink your head. I am an old guy, and how many bones do I have? How can I stop such a murderer?"

"My lord..."

Yang Xuanying's face twitched:
"The younger generation can't do it, but you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was completely interrupted by a crisp 'click' sound. He looked in astonishment, and it was gold beans that fell to the ground.

"Nie Wendong made a good guess..."

Xu Wenji turned around and left slowly:

"I don't have so many treasures that cast beans into soldiers..."

"..."

Xu Wenji drifted away, followed by a group of Jinyi guards and a group of people, not long after, only Yang Xuanying remained where he was, his face turned green and pale for a while.

Speechless for a long time.

……

……

call!
The long street in front of the gate of the mansion was already full of onlookers, including traffickers, warriors, or spies from various families.

But no matter who it was, they were all startled when they saw the blood-stained brocade guard carrying a miserable mummy who could only breathe out but not breathe in.

And when someone in the crowd recognized who the mummy was, after a cry of surprise, everyone inside and outside the long street fell silent and fell into a dead silence.

This is Nie Wendong!
Nie Wendong, the lord of a state, the great official of the frontier, and the absolute big man in the entire Ming Dynasty!

In this land of Qingzhou, he is almost a big shot in the sky, who would have thought that he would be beaten into a dead dog in his own mansion!
It's still in broad daylight, bright and bright!
Outside the mansion, before and after the long street, thousands of people seemed to have lost their voices, only the sound of footsteps sounded, and countless emotions surged in their hearts.

Let!
Yang Qiu walked unhurriedly, there was no obstruction wherever he passed, and when he saw him from a distance, everyone gave way.

call!
The white crane spread its wings, and before it could land, it soared into the sky again, as if it felt something terrible was there, and it didn't dare to stay for a long time.

Qin Si fell to the ground, and before he could step forward, Xiao Daotong rushed forward, jumping three feet high, trembling with excitement:

"Qinglong Nine Kills, Qinglong Nine Kills! Where did you learn it? Teach me, teach me!"

The little boy witnessed the whole process, and was excited for a long time, thinking that this is what a man should do. Hiding in the corner and quietly drawing a symbol of Mimi, don't be too wretched!

"Longyuan King's things, if you dare to learn, I will teach you."

Yang Jue glanced at him.

Hearing King Longyuan, the little Taoist was immediately discouraged, turned around sullenly, but then remembered something, and began to question:
"Ben Zhenren almost forgot, you are in the valley, why did you stun me?!"

"My little ancestor!"

Niu San, who was a few steps behind, heard this, and rushed over in a big stride, trying to make amends: "If Master Yang hadn't saved you, before you..."

In the middle of the sentence, he couldn't continue. Isn't this exposing people's scars?

But he still bowed again and again, grateful from the bottom of his heart.

If Yang Jue hadn't knocked the little Daoist unconscious, he couldn't even imagine the consequences...

"Brother Yang, are you going to the restaurant?"

Qin Si stepped forward and asked, seeing that Yang Qiu seemed to be going to the Spring Breeze Tower, her heart tightened slightly.

Yang Yu nodded:
"want to drink."

While speaking, the Chunfeng Building was close at hand, and as he walked all the way, the news had already reached the Chunfeng Building, and when Yang Qian entered the Chunfeng Building, the inside was already empty.

Only the shopkeeper greeted him tremblingly.

"Set twenty tables for me on the ninth floor, and serve up all the good wine!"

Throwing off the last golden ticket on his body, Yang Jian didn't say much, and went upstairs with Nie Wendong in his hand.

"No, don't you want food?"

After getting a negative answer, the shopkeeper didn't dare to be negligent, and ordered in a hurry. There was only one table of guests in the whole restaurant, and the speed was naturally extremely fast. After a while, twenty jars of wine began to be served.

"Nie, why do you..."

Hearing the news of his return, Li Eryi came out in a hurry. Yang Qian went up to the ninth floor, and he also rushed up. Seeing Nie Wendong like a dead dog, he was horrified.

He had met Nie Wendong, and he was grateful for a time. If he hadn't rushed to Deyang Mansion, he might not be able to survive now with the porridge and rice with clear soup and little water.

"Get a knife."

Yang Qian didn't return to him, but asked him to get a knife, Li Eryi was stunned, but he still went back to get it, and after a while, he came back with the knife.

"Will the boning knife work?"

"It's fine if it's a knife."

Yang Jue took the knife, put it on the table casually, and stretched out his hand again, closing Nie Wendong's mandible.

"what!"

As soon as he closed it, there was a shrill scream, Nie Wendong was in pain, and his mouth was full of obscenities, which caused Yang Juan to tear his jaw off again.

"Brother Yang, what is this?"

Qin Si frowned slightly, she was not a polite person, but Nie Wendong's tragic situation really made people feel dizzy.

"Before entering the valley, I promised to buy them a drink..."

Yang Ju's expression darkened slightly.

First, Cao Jinlie, then Qian Jinge and other Jinyiwei, the two wine appointments, it is difficult to keep...

Qin Si was silent, got up immediately, and poured wine for Yang Yu. He poured all the wine bowls on the twenty tables, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing.

only……

"With wine but no food, what should I do?"

As Qin Si spoke, her tone paused, and she looked at Nie Wendong.

Is this a side dish...

　The third watch is over, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)