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The clear tea was poured into the white porcelain cup with a crisp sound, and the tea was poured out again with tender fingers. After repeating this three times, Chen Ling put the teapot and cup on the tray and walked towards the small stone table behind the rockery.

Where is the best place to drink a cup of celebration tea?

On the battlefield, of course.

Chen Ling smiled, turned around the rockery, and saw the little child panting heavily, with a little red stain on the hem of the blue clothes, and when he heard footsteps, he turned his head to look.

"A Ling!" A bright smile broke out on Tong's face, and he ran over happily.

Chen Ling turned a blind eye to the corpse lying in the pool of blood, put the tray on the stone table, filled a cup, held it in both hands, bent down and brought it to the boy, with a charming smile on his face: "Xiao Luo, thank you .”

Thank you for cherishing me so much, then I also promise you that you are my only family member, my only brother, and this relationship is incomparable to any blood relatives.

I will never let anyone who harms you from now on!

After drinking the herbal tea in one gulp, Chen Luo's brain covered by anger finally came to his senses. He killed someone.

Living in a society ruled by law, what he hears the most is the law of murder for life. Even if killing one or two people is just a common thing in the cultivation world, Chen Luo can't accept it immediately.But this is the reality he is facing. If he doesn't kill, the one who gets hurt or dies is him or his relatives.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled reassuringly at Chen Ling: "A Ling, go back first, I'll clean up here."

Chen Ling sighed, and said, "Obviously I am the older brother, and you should be protected by me." He looked unwilling, but also a little proud, and finally smiled in relief, "Let's bury him together."

Chen Luo lowered his head, he wanted to say that he was an adult, he was not a real five-year-old child, but Chen Ling was indeed only ten years old, he should have lived a carefree childhood, he did not ability to give, then at least stay away from these bloody and dirty things.But looking directly into the dark eyes of the other party, thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and the firm gaze of the other party made him unable to say any words of rejection, and finally he just nodded invisibly.

Although his spiritual power was almost exhausted, Chen Luo still drove Ling Kongjian to dig a big hole in the ground, and the two of them dragged Chen Yong into it together and buried it with soil.

After stepping on it twice, Chen Ling felt that he couldn't see anything, so he said to Chen Luo, "Okay, let's go back."

Chen Luo's mind was in a mess. On the one hand, he was panicked because he had killed someone, but on the other hand, he was happy because he avenged Qin Ying and eliminated a huge hidden danger.With the two emotions intertwined, he just took a quick look at the place where Chen Yong was buried, nodded indiscriminately, and said, "Let's go."

Killing Qinying is a felony, and trying to hurt his last relative is another felony. Chen Ling is almost his only support in this world. Therefore, he will retaliate ten times and a hundred times to everyone who hurt him, not to mention The other party had a deep hatred with him.

Chen Ling touched Chen Luo's head, and replied, "Yes." He glanced at the long sword on the table, raised his hand to pick it up, and sized it up in front of him, "Lend me your sword. "

"it is good."

Sending Chen Luo back to the room, hanging the sword on his waist, Chen Ling's steps became more brisk, and he returned to the place where he was buried just now.Although his body is thin and small, these days, with Chen Luo's hard work, he already has the figure of an eight or nine-year-old child.Eyebrows are slightly opened, and there is only a gentle smile, which looks like a future Mr. Pianpian.

Chen Luo came from the modern world and had never experienced such a bloody incident, so he didn't realize that Chen Yong was still alive, but Chen Ling was on the verge of life and death since he was a child, and it can be said that judging whether a person is still alive expert.

The simple long sword with its scabbard was deeply inserted into the soft soil, and when it touched something hard, the brand-new soil moved slightly. Chen Ling pulled out the volley sword, stepped back a few steps and walked quietly. Waiting, not long after, a blood-stained hand stretched out from it, followed by Chen Yong's head.

Chen Yong's movements were obviously very difficult, and his eyes were sticky with congealed blood. It was not until he pulled his whole body out of the soil that he heard the cold laughter of a child in the sky: "You are still alive."

Desperately wiping away the dirt from his eyes, Chen Yong tried his best to look up.

His current situation is really too bad, the residual prestige of yellow tea in his body is still there, but Chen Luo has already pierced his dantian, and what was swallowed has been replaced by vitality, almost hovering on the edge of life and death.

"Elder...Eldest Young Master...let me go!" He tried his best to crawl forward for a short distance, stretching out a hand, trying to grab the trouser leg in front of him.

But the little beggar who picked it up halfway took a step back, with a gentle smile on his face, like any soft-hearted son in the world, and then said: "You call me the young master? Then who are you?"

"I'm a slut! I'm an evil servant! I swear that I will take good care of the first and second young masters in the future! I swear to God!" Chen Yong's brains turned sharply, desperately belittling himself, longing for a chance.

The oath, that is, the oath of the heart demon, once a monk violates his oath, he will be harassed by the heart demon. If it is light, it will be difficult to improve his cultivation level, and if it is serious, he will die. Chen Yong made the final promise.

Chen Ling said slowly and distressed in a soft voice: "But, I don't believe it."

"I! I swear now!" Chen Yong lay on the ground, the blood flowing from his body combined with the soil on the ground, and mixed into a piece of mud, sticking to his face, hands, and clothes, looking embarrassed Now that he couldn't tell it was the arrogant person, "I, Chen Yong, swear, I will serve Chen Ling and Chen Luo with all my heart in this life!"

"If you say live, you will live, if you say die, you will die. You are not our servant, you are just a beast driven by us." Chen Ling smiled softly.

"Yes!" Chen Yong nodded hastily, "I'm not a human, I'm an animal! Whatever the master says is right, there will never be any disobedience, life or death is entirely up to the two masters!"

"Very good." Chen Ling nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "I accept your oath. Now, I need you to stay still and not move." He narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his mischievous and mischievous lights shone.

"Okay!" Chen Yong immediately stopped moving, as if he saw the hope of living.

As long as he survived, Chen Luo and Chen Ling, the two little bastards, he would not let go of any of them.Die badly!

Chen Ling stood the scabbard on the ground, grabbed the hilt with both hands, and pulled it up. There was a rubbing sound between the steel and the steel. The reflection of the sun's rays on the silver sword body was reflected in Chen Yong's wide-open eyes. A strange sense of sharpness.

It was as if the sword was resting on his neck, the cold and sharp blade pressed against the tender skin, yearning for the steaming blood under the skin.

Chen Ling's movements were very slow, but he still pulled out the sword completely. The scabbard lost its support and fell into the blood-colored mud. Chen Yong immediately flattered him to pick it up to please the young master.

His hands were holding the silver scabbard, as if holding a rare treasure, and desperately showing a flattering smile with a dirty face: "Your ... sword ah ah ah ah ah!"

Chen Ling stepped on the middle part of the scabbard, and pressed it hard onto the rough ground. The other party's hands were sandwiched between the ground and the scabbard. Under Chen Ling's strong trampling, the bones seemed to have sprung out. Overwhelmed voice: "Didn't you say, don't move?"

He reminded gently.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I beg the master to forgive!!" Chen Yong forced himself to endure the excruciating pain, confessing with trembling lips.

"Me?" Chen Ling exerted more force on his feet, almost all of his body's strength. He bent forward and heard the sound of bones breaking with satisfaction, and blood slowly seeped out from under Chen Yong's palm, "You don't deserve it." Calling myself 'I'."

"I... the beast knows! Please forgive me, master!" Chen Yong begged frantically like a dog.

Chen Ling looked at him aloofly, with a terrifying and comfortable smile in his eyes.In this yard, no one can save him, just like he once bullied these two people, and no one can help each other.

He trembled, the fear of death had never been so clear, it was right in front of him, right at this moment, but he had no power to fight back, he could only wait for his master's order like a beast.

Live, or, die.

"Look at your current appearance." Chen Ling raised his body in disgust, dragged his sword and walked around Chen Yong, making a soft and sighing voice, "You don't look like someone. You used to be a lackey, but now you are too. dog."

He raised his sword and slashed at Chen Yong's arm with lightning speed. He stopped halfway and stopped, grinding slowly: "How did you describe me? And how did you describe Xiao Luo?" He smiled gently, the metal blade rubbed against the bones, and the creepy sound was enough to make goose bumps all over his body. Amid the painful screams of the other party, Chen Ling's voice was still gentle, gentle and rich Through the power, word by word, hear it very clearly, "One is a beggar, and the other is the dog of the funeral. He wanted to turn his body over and rub all the pain away, but the blade fell into his arm and pressed against his bones. As soon as his back arched, Chen Ling stepped on him, "Spare the bastard!! Master! Great Master! Please, please!"

"Chen Yong! The celebrity in front of Patriarch Lu!" Chen Ling raised his voice, and with all his strength, he input the remaining spiritual power into the blade, and cut off the arm in an instant, "We remember you firmly Woolen cloth!"

In the ruined temple, at the gate of the Chen family, when Qin Ying died, there were medicinal materials, one by one, he remembered them very clearly.

He remembered Qin Ying's smile, Chen Luo's firm voice, everything they were forced to give up, and everything they had learned to survive.

"Didn't you swear that life or death is up to me?" Chen Ling exerted all his strength to stabilize his body, which was constantly struggling due to pain.

Chen Yong, who was physically exhausted and his dantian was broken, even though Chen Yong was the oldest person in the yard, he couldn't resist Chen Ling at all. He could only listen to the gentle ghostly voice in the maddening pain of breaking his arm, The devil whispered in his ear.

"I accept your oath, so please die now."

"No!!! I don't want to die!!! I want to become a Golden Core cultivator!! I want to refine into a Nascent Soul!!! I am the person who will ascend to the fairy world in the future! You can't treat me like this!" Chen Yong roared madly He said, "You are a demon cultivator! It must be a demon cultivator! You want to kill me while I am weak! I will not die like this! I am righteous!"

Chen Ling listened to his nonsense gently, raised his long sword, aimed at the spine, followed the force of gravity, and stabbed to the end!

The body underneath couldn't move at last, and Chen Yong didn't die. He spurted blood from his mouth, but he was still yelling frantically and vaguely: "You guys wait! I'll be back! I'll be back! Forgive me Me! Treat me like a dog! Like a cat! Just let me live! I'm a bug, I'm trash! Please please please!!!!"

Chen Ling smiled peacefully and pitifully. He drew out his sword and raised it again. This time he paused for a while to say something: "Of course, you are a bug and garbage, and everyone in the Chen residence is also a Bedbugs, so don't worry, they'll come after you too."

The blood splashed on the blade gathered at the tip of the sword and formed blood droplets, which gently dripped on Chen Yong's neck. He shrank and roared: "Don't kill me! Don't!!!"

Then his voice stopped abruptly, and his bloody head broke away from his body and rolled forward.

Chen Ling came over, gently fiddled with the head with the soles of his feet, and added a little sadness to his gentle smile: "Look at your head, it really looks like Boss Lei, it's ridiculous."

In the end, the body was reburied in the garden and trampled on.

Chen Ling walked back to the main room. His younger brother was sitting on a high chair, propping his head with his hands, staring blankly at the blue sky outside.Suddenly felt pain in his heart, so he stepped forward and hugged his little brother.

"Don't worry, Chen Yong is just a servant. It was the two young masters of the Chen family who killed him. Even if others find out, they can't do anything to us." He comforted softly.

Chen Luo grabbed the back of the other party's shirt with both hands, and after a long silence, he said, "I killed someone." He made himself laugh, "But he deserved what he deserved."

They all thought of the same person.

In the past, Chen Yong watched with cold eyes, with one death and one injury.

Today, two children sent him to hell with a sword.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy.

The two brothers hugged each other, but there was hatred on their faces.

I can't forget this hatred, so I want to take revenge.

For those who left, for themselves.

People who bully me, let's look at today!