Rebirth starts with many children and good fortune

After Cheng Feng killed Nie Hu, he didn't leave any clues behind, forcing the county government to find an innocent person to take the blame.

The turmoil in the upper echelons of Qingxi County temporarily subsided, but Cheng Feng's hatred for the Fangshi, Nie Yuan, did not diminish.

With Nie Hu dead, Nie Yuan was still nowhere to be found, making Cheng Feng even more eager to find him and take revenge. Therefore, he only arranged for Eight Hundred to guard the Tiger Head Gang's territory, closely monitoring Lan Gu to see if she had any news of Nie Yuan.

What made Cheng Feng curious was that, according to Lan Gu, she was brought here by Nie Yuan and promised that she would only be able to survive if she helped him make medicine.

But Cheng Feng had already given her the Bone-Corroding Powder.

Shouldn't she have just left after being cured? Why was she still so dedicated to helping?

Cheng Feng had Eight Hundred secretly monitor Lan Gu's movements, but Lan Gu stayed inside all the time, so he could only wait.

The case of the murder in Yihong Courtyard was quickly publicized by the county magistrate and spread throughout Qingxi County.

The county magistrate only cared about suppressing the news on the surface. It didn't matter as long as the real murderer didn't show up again. Who in the gang hadn't had their share of fighting and killing?

Under Wang Hu's control, the Tiger Head Gang gradually calmed down. Without a leader, how could they continue? They had no choice but to let the gang's second-in-command take over. It was a fact that the gang leader was dead, but the living still had to live on.

That's the way of gangs, fighting to the death, just for survival.

Only the family members involved, after Nie Yuan heard the news, felt grief in his heart.

Nie Hu's aptitude was mediocre. If he wanted to break through, he needed an extremely rare medicinal material that wasn't sold on the market at all. After settling Lan Gu, Nie Yuan planned to make a quick trip to get it, so that his son's martial arts could improve further. Only with higher strength could he be more stable on the path of the gang, and he could retire in peace.

Who knew that one trip in and out would result in an old man mourning his son?

Looking at the Black Ridge Tiger Blood in his hand, Nie Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

What was all his hard work for half a year for?

Why was martial arts so difficult?

Nie Yuan was indignant. He had a son late in life, and his son's martial arts aptitude was also average.

Because of his own aptitude, he also joined the Fangshi, but still hadn't achieved any results.

Although he didn't know who did it, his intuition told him that this was definitely not the work of ordinary enemies. So, he immediately rushed to the scene and began to carefully investigate.

With his keen perception, Nie Yuan quickly smelled a familiar scent. This scent made his heart flutter, as if he had thought of something.

After confirming it again and again, he went straight to the Tiger Head Gang's pharmacy.

Nie Yuan stormed towards Lan Gu, questioning her if she knew the cause of Nie Hu's death.

Lan Gu looked at Nie Yuan's angry eyes, and her heart sank, knowing that something had changed.

She knew that she was no match for Nie Yuan.

Fortunately, she had already removed the poison from her body and was just waiting for this moment of desperation.

She secretly sprinkled a little medicinal powder, and felt a little relieved: "Senior Brother Nie, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Nie Yuan roared, "My son is dead. You are the only one who knows about the relationship between Nie Hu and me. My son died in Yihong Courtyard. What do you have to explain?"

Nie Yuan wasn't sure in his heart, but his angry mood made him almost lose his mind.

Lan Gu looked at Nie Yuan's man-eating expression, and knew that Nie Yuan wouldn't listen to anything she said now.

Fortunately, the means had already been used, just wait a little longer, wait a little longer and it will be effective.

She had to stall for time, "I don't know? I've been making medicine in the pharmacy and don't know anything about what's going on outside. As for your son, I hope you can restrain your grief."

But she didn't know that Nie Yuan had found a piece of evidence at the scene, a residual scent from a fragrance bottle that only disciples of the Heavenly Fragrance Sect would have.

Following that trace of scent, Nie Yuan also found the courtyard where Cheng Feng burned his black clothes. Maybe because of the time, Nie Yuan didn't have any more clues after that.

But it was still enough. There were only two people in Qingxi County who had Heavenly Fragrance Bottles, one was himself, and the other was Lan Gu, and no one else.

Hearing Lan Gu was still covering up, Nie Yuan attacked violently, punching Lan Gu in the chest.

Although Lan Gu's strength was not bad, she still seemed a little overwhelmed in the face of the extremely angry Nie Yuan.

Both of them were late-stage Blood Refinement martial artists, and they fought back and forth, evenly matched. For a time, the entire pharmacy was shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Cheng Feng, who was hiding in the dark and called back by Eight Hundred, watched all this and secretly rejoiced in his heart. He originally thought that his plan would provoke Nie Yuan's crazy revenge, but he didn't expect to accidentally see Lan Gu and Nie Yuan's fierce battle. He wondered in his heart whether he should take this opportunity to strike and reap the benefits.

However, Cheng Feng also knew that the risk of doing so was extremely high. Once Nie Yuan discovered his existence, the consequences would be disastrous. He had to act cautiously and find the most suitable time to strike.

Just then, the battle situation suddenly changed.

Nie Yuan's strength suddenly weakened, as if he were drunk.

Lan Gu took advantage of the situation and struck Nie Yuan's chest with a palm. Nie Yuan couldn't dodge in time and spat out a mouthful of blood, forming a cloud of blood mist.

Nie Yuan seemed to understand something, quickly took out a few small porcelain bottles from his pocket, opened the bottle bags and poured the medicine directly into his mouth.

Lan Gu was preparing to press the attack, but Nie Yuan also waved a handful of medicinal powder towards Lan Gu.

The powder filled the air, like white smoke, quickly enveloping Nie Yuan.

Nie Yuan was experienced in combat, broke through the medicinal powder and rushed towards Lan Gu's chest.

Under Nie Yuan's fierce attack, Lan Gu was accidentally injured and fell to the ground. Nie Yuan was overjoyed when he saw this. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed out from the darkness, heading straight for Nie Yuan.

It was Cheng Feng! He seized the opportunity and finally decided to strike. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he instantly arrived behind Nie Yuan. Nie Yuan noticed the abnormality and hurriedly turned around to respond. However, it was too late. Cheng Feng struck out with a palm, aiming straight for Nie Yuan's abdomen.

Although Nie Yuan reacted extremely quickly, he was still a step late. He only felt a huge force coming, and his whole body flew out.

Cheng Feng covered his mouth and nose, shouted, "Eight Hundred, release the arrows!"

Eight Hundred, who was standing on the high wall at some point, drew his bow and shot an arrow, heading straight for Nie Yuan.

Looking at the suddenly appearing Cheng Feng, Lan Gu was a little stunned, but then helped to sprinkle some medicinal powder towards Nie Yuan.

The medicinal powder scattered in the air, like white smoke, quickly enveloping Nie Yuan's figure. Nie Yuan was struggling to get up when he suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of dizziness, and his movements instantly became sluggish, as if he were bound by an invisible force.

The arrows pierced through the night sky like shooting stars, carrying a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Nie Yuan. Nie Yuan rolled in the air, trying to dodge, but the density of the arrows far exceeded his imagination. His figure drew a series of thrilling arcs in the air, but still several arrows inevitably hit him.

Nie Yuan screamed and fell heavily to the ground. His clothes were stained red with blood, and his face was as pale as paper. He struggled to raise his head and looked at the Eight Hundred on the high wall, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. Cheng Feng took the opportunity to rush forward and punched Nie Yuan in the face.