But no one knows that Jiang Taichang actually has a shocking secret...

"Wang Ba is dead?" Jiang Taichang stood in disbelief at the door of the room and asked the two passing servants.

Just a few breaths ago, he heard the phrase 'the leader of the Tiger Gang died of poison' from the two people passing by.

"Yes, yes, Seventh Young Master, word spread in the teahouses outside." The servant replied at a loss.

Normally, the Seventh Young Master never took the initiative to talk to his servants, and everyone has gotten used to it over time. It was really uncomfortable to be stopped for questioning all of a sudden.

"Dead? Wang Ba is dead? How is this possible!" Jiang Taicang stood there with a dull expression.

In his memory, Wang Ba will cooperate with Xiao Jiaolong in the future, and lead the Tiger Gang and Jiaolong Gang to gain the upper hand in the business competition with the escort agencies of the three famous families, so the three famous families have to join hands to deal with him. Feeling that the situation is difficult and weak, Wang Ba will borrow a master and a treasure from the backer, the Golden Silver Pavilion, to assassinate the clansmen of the three famous families.

The three famous families were forced to compromise with the Tiger Gang and the Jiaolong Gang in the end, and sold most of their industrial stores at a low price in exchange for a way of life. It began to decline, and could not recover until the end, and the East rose again.

But now, none of this can happen again.

Because once Wang Ba dies, there will be no further things, unless someone emerges to do all the actions that Wang Ba has done in Jiang Taichang's memory.

"How did this happen? Things have changed again." Jiang Taicang walked back to the room with a pale face, closed the door and sat on the ground.

This kind of change that was completely inconsistent with his memory made him inexplicably horrified, as if a hand was secretly fiddled with what should have been there, causing everything that happened now to go wrong with his memory.

Put the colored threads of the weaving in the right place, and you can get a gorgeous and beautiful piece of cloth.

If the colored thread is misplaced, it will end up in a mess.

The future has begun to change slightly, this is something Jiang Taichang has to admit.

After being dazed for a moment, Jiang Taicang's eyes slowly recovered.

"It doesn't matter, I just need to seize the time to reach the outer forging and forging the bones, and then go and take those few opportunities from the original owner. I don't need to stay in Qingyang City any longer. As long as I leave this place, the sky is high. Let the birds fly and the sea wide and the fish leap, I don't believe that things that are far away from Qingyang City will change."

Subconsciously, Jiang Taicang had already developed an inexplicable fear of Qingyang City, the birthplace.

In Qin Yuesheng's words: this place is poisonous, and it has begun to make me doubt life.

……

Of course, Qin Yuesheng already knew about Wang Ba's death, so when Cao Zhengchun told him about it, he didn't show much surprise. Instead, he lay on the bamboo chair in the gazebo by the pond, leisurely reading the latest novel .

The pages of this novel have just been made, and you can smell the fragrance of ink when you turn them over.

"Master, I have followed your instructions to find the author of this novel."

"What's the result?"

"The other party's pen name is 'Miaobi Shenghua', she lives in Huangliu Hutong, she is a girl."

"How is the family situation?"

"poverty."

"Huh?" Qin Yuesheng frowned: "Isn't this novel a very popular seller in Qingyang City? Why is the family poor."

"This girl's parents are just two gamblers. Every day they get money, they go to the gambling shop. Even if they have money, they can't afford to spend so much."

"Oh." Qin Yuesheng nodded, "Find some time, go talk to her about a business, just say that I will provide ideas, and pay her to write a novel for me."

"Yes."

"Also, how is the progress of the thing I asked you to do last time?"

Cao Zhengchun's expression was blank: "Master, you mean... a person who can make pills with a lot of money?"

"Ah."

"There is no progress at present. This kind of strange people is too rare. Once they appear, they will be accepted and recruited by major forces at a high price. It is extremely difficult to recruit."

"Don't worry, take your time. I'm still very confident in your ability to handle affairs."

"Thank you, Master, for your trust."

Picking up the fragrant tea on the small table next to him and taking a sip, Qin Yuesheng sighed slowly.

He didn't have pills to eat recently, and he couldn't gain too much Almighty Essence just by relying on medicinal materials, but it made him feel quite depressed.

Enjoying the rocket-like strength improvement speed, and then suddenly going to ride a donkey cart, this contrast is really hard for people to get used to.

……

Heavenly Demon Heart Realm.

Shen Lang was lying on the spar pile with a haggard face.

Surrounded by endless colored light and fog, it extremely disturbs people's visual senses.

he's lost.

Ever since he was kicked into the mist by Jiang Taicang that day, he has been completely lost in this glorious land.

Even if he held the Frost and Winter Snow Sword in his hand, which was of the same grade as the Heavenly Demon Evil Blade, it still couldn't cheer up Shen Lang.

He was so hungry, thirsty and hungry.

Not eating or drinking for a few days is too much for an external martial artist, and a martial artist has a much stronger need for food than ordinary people.

In a daze, Shen Lang suddenly sat up, looking greedily at the remnant body of the Heavenly Demon that fell on the ground not far away.

Although it was a bit difficult to say, it was indeed the only food Shen Lang could get right now.

Meat...

Driven by hunger, Shen Lang involuntarily crawled towards the remnant body of the demon, cut off the dried meat from the remnant body of the demon with the frost and snow sword in his hand, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Very bitter and disgusting.

The taste of the demon's body is not pleasant.

But Shen Lang didn't have any choice.

In desperation, people can sacrifice everything to survive.

With the sharpness of the Frost and Winter Snow Sword, Shen Lang quickly ate the entire body of the Heavenly Demon, not even letting go of the bones, chewing all of them into pieces like shortbread, and swallowing them into his stomach.

"Uh!"

Suddenly, Shen Lang's movements froze, and then his whole body trembled violently.

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