After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

"Besides Southern Wasteland, has he been to other places?"

Chu Yitang turned the pages of the book, and the sandalwood stove with four square legs was spitting out smoke. The sandalwood incense was deserted and filled the room.

He scanned the words on the page and skipped a few lines carelessly.

"Yes, except for Nanhuang, I haven't gone out in recent months."

Shang Yao worked very quickly. He investigated Shen Yixiao's whereabouts before presenting them to Chu Yitang.

With the thin paper pages between his fingers, Chu Yitang tapped the yellowed cover of the book, folded another page, marked it, closed the book, raised his wrist and handed it to the table, his eyebrows confused.

"He used the excuse of flooding to go to the Southern Wilderness, stayed there for only two days and then came back under the pretext. It's just a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking."

"And Quyingshan is guarded by the soul left behind by Lord Nankai. No matter how fierce the flood is, it can't drown even half of the grass on Quyingshan."

Chu Yitang stroked his forehead, and the nanmu bracelet hung on his fingertips, dangling, with Hongchuan beads embedded in it, making it bright and colorful, full of life and fragrance.

"But Quyingshan is also within the Lingyi River flood zone. He has an official position in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so there is nothing wrong with going to investigate."

"There is nothing unusual about Qu Yingshan, because two days is enough for him to reach the top of the mountain."

Shang Yao was puzzled: "Is there a distinction between the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain in this canal?"

"Yes, of course there is. Not everyone can enter the Tianhu at the top of Quying Mountain," Chu Yitang swung the nanmu bracelet and smiled slowly.

"Their ancestors led the only remaining tribe to hide in Quying Mountain to this day. Most people cannot easily enter."

"Shen Yixiao not only entered the Tianhu Lake, but also came out with something good."

Chu Yitang picked up a piece of preserved fruit and chewed it. He put the bracelet back on his wrist and said, "Go and take care of Mu Shan's request. He probably hasn't had time to leave yet."

Shang Yao took the order and turned around and left the tent.

Lan Yu had something to do today and didn't come back until noon. Chu Yitang had lunch with him, then coaxed his sweetheart out of the house. He went back to the tent and changed into smoky blue clothes, then led Shang Yao to meet people.

There is no prison in the paddock, but there is a small dark room for punishing servants.

The one Shang Yao found was far away and secluded, so he had to walk two steps.

The house was dilapidated and rotten, and the wind was blowing on the roof. It was clearly daytime, but it was so dark inside that it was difficult to see the road. It was gloomy, damp, and chilly.

There was a person tied up with a rope in the corner, his hands and feet tied tightly behind his back, and his mouth was stuffed with a piece of rough cloth. He could only make some whining sounds for help.

There were only a few rays of light in the house, not too bright, but enough to see each other's faces clearly.

Lian Hua just watched Chu Yitang enter the room. A suffocating feeling of fear suddenly arose in his bones, penetrating through his muscles, bones, skin and flesh. His whole body was shaking like chaff, making him unable to speak clearly. His teeth were trembling and his facial muscles were violently twitching. , unable to even breathe.

Shang Yao pulled away the cloth in his mouth so that he could speak. The room was deathly silent, and Chu Yitang smiled calmly:

"Lian Hua, how do you feel about eating inside and outside?"

"When Lan Yu was determined to save you and your brother's lives, he never thought that he would end up raising a tiger."

Lian Hua seemed to have been strangled to death, unable to utter a single word. His face was pale and there was no trace of blood.

Shang Yao raised his hand and slapped Lian Hua hard on the face, scolding: "Young master is asking you a question! Are you mute?"

Blood overflowed from his mouth, and several frightening red marks appeared on Lian Hua's cheeks. He tilted his head, his fox ears fell into his hair, and said dumbly:

"I know that I am a wolf-hearted person and deserve to die. I know that I cannot bear the life-saving grace of Immortal Lanyu. I deserve to die..."

"Damn it? Lian Hua, you deserve to die."

Chu Yitang stood against the light, his smoky blue color matched him very well, his complexion was cold and white, and he was more beautiful than the best Ru Ci, and his smile was very light and slow.

"It's not surprising that animals don't know how to repay kindness, but it's rare for them to backhand and take the life of their benefactors."

"You gave him that scroll, right?"

"You want to use the illusion of the scroll to take his life."

Chu Yitang smiled, but his words were cold: "Lian Hua, he threatened you with the most important thing. You sacrificed your life for him like this. Do you think he would stand up for you if you died here today?"

"I'm afraid I became a dead soul for nothing. When I get to the Palace of Hell, there won't even be a place to reason."

After selling all Lian Hua's flaws, he suddenly realized that he had committed injustice by using his hands to make a useless chess piece from which he would not be able to break free until his death!

"But...but I can't help it. He's threatening me with Xu Ling and my whole family. I have no choice but...I really have no choice!"

Lian Hua burst into tears, his long snow-white tail dragging on the ground, his hands clinging to the dirt on the ground, and he said harshly:

"I can't help it, I really can't help it... He will kill my brother. I can't harm the clan leader, I can't harm my clansmen..."

"So you abandoned Lan Yu and stabbed him." Chu Yitang lost his smile, raised his eyes, twisted the iris pattern on his sleeve with one hand, and said, "He chose you because he knew you were a fox demon. , it’s not worth anything if you die.”

"You still have a soft spot that's easy to control. Torturing your brother is tantamount to killing you."

"Lian Hua, you shouldn't be focusing on Lan Yu. You shouldn't regret dying, but how dare you drag him into the water? Huh?"

Chu Yitang left his seat, squatted down in front of him, looked at him intently, and said casually:

"Tell me, do I have the ability to destroy the entire Quyingshan Mountain one step ahead of him?"

"The Jade Faced Fox clan has managed to survive until now. Now, thanks to you, the tragedy of annihilation of the clan is just around the corner. You are living an ignoble existence."

Lian Hua suddenly looked into his eyes, but couldn't see any mercy. He collapsed in an instant, struggling desperately on his hands and feet, his skin was bruised with bleeding wounds, and he begged hoarsely, hoping to die to satisfy Chu Yitang's anger.

"Master Shen, if you want me to die, I have nothing to say no matter what you want me to do. I shouldn't touch your people. I deserve to die. I really deserve to die!! Please spare the lives of my brother and my tribe. Lord Shen, please have mercy on me." , spare the lives of my brother and my people, Lord God!!”

Chu Yitang turned a deaf ear. He came here to eradicate Lan Yu and bring harm to others. He was doing his own evil. If he used others as an excuse to do evil, he would not be tolerated.

"God Lord, I really don't want to kill Immortal Lord Lanyu!! I know that the one who enters the illusion with him must be you, so I dare to take risks. For the sake of this, please let my people live, please. Please!”

Lian Hua is still pleading, begging Chu Yitang to just die and not to harm his tribe. Only the people in the tribe know how difficult it is for the Jade Faced Fox tribe to survive.

They were hiding at the Tianhu Lake facing the mountain, and they had to think twice before going down the mountain. The clan leader had devoted his whole life to protecting the lineage of jade-faced foxes. He insisted on going down the mountain because he wanted to find a way out for the people in his clan.

Chu Yitang turned the bracelet on his wrist, his eyes filled with ice.

"It's not that you didn't see anything that day at Huangrong Mountain. You actually saw it, but you just didn't dare to say it."

"Because Lan Yu's true destiny is me."

"He and I are of the same mind. If you want him to die, you will undoubtedly want me to die. For this reason alone, you and your tribe will be punished by God."

Chu Yitang said the last sentence, no longer lingering, got up and left.

Lian Hua was stunned, slumped and paralyzed, with a sad look in his eyes.

Although his lips were dead and his teeth were cold, he still made a wedding dress for others. The chess pieces were useless and there was no regret in discarding them.

The jade-faced fox clan was finally defeated by him.