Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

The Fengtian Dungeon is eerie and terrifying. It was transformed by Chen Kuangming into a hell on earth, with the smell of blood and sludge everywhere, but who would have thought that one day Chen Kuangming would be able to enjoy everything he created by himself.

When Xing Yanhong came, Lin Hao was finishing his execution, Chen Kuangming's clothes were in tatters, his hair was unkempt, cold sweat was dripping down his forehead, his eyes could no longer focus, when Xing Yanhong came to him, he stared blankly. It took a long time to see clearly, and then spit, Xing Yanhong turned and avoided.

"You...you fucking bastard! If Grandpa goes out...Grandpa——" Before Chen Kuangming finished speaking, he was a little dazed by Xing Yanhong's punch. The buzzing in the ears kept going, and the blood and saliva in the mouth mixed together and couldn't stop flowing down. Before he recovered, his face was straightened again.

"Answer me, where did this knife come from?" Xing Yanhong carefully admired the knife snatched from Chen Kuangming's hand, he didn't talk much, but he was very angry.

Chen Kuangming took a few breaths before slowing down, he grinned, his teeth were covered with sticky red blood, his hands were hung up, his toes could only slightly touch the ground, he tilted his head back, and the laughter grew louder It grew bigger and bigger, and finally even the whole body trembled.

"You can think of it, why do you still ask me?" Chen Kuangming looked up at the darkness on the top of the prison. He seemed to lose all his strength and leaned on the rope.

There was silence in the prison, Chen Kuangming's words undoubtedly pushed the cold bayonet straight into Xing Yanhong's heart.

When did he get this knife?

Xing Yanhong put down the saber, and slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side. He didn't need to ask this question, he already had the answer. When he fought Chen Kuangming, he was proficient with the saber, and his shots were sharp. It seemed that he had practiced at least five times. Then this knife was obtained and practiced by Chen Kuangming after he occupied Fengtian and Qinchuan.

"I'll ask you again, where did this knife come from?"

Xing Yanhong's voice was a bit cold, Lin Hao, who had been following him all the time, realized that his master was extremely angry now, Xing Yanhong's anger was not yelling, he had a personality completely different from his strong appearance, and when he was extremely angry, he More and more quiet.The reason why Xing Yanhong asked again was not just for Chen Kuangming to answer, he was trying to test Chen Kuangming's mind.

Naturally, Chen Kuangming could also find out that he had been waiting for this moment. He smiled and said, "I'm thirsty, give me some water, and I'll tell you naturally when I'm happy."

He has no sense of being captured at all. On the contrary, he looks like a happy uncle in the dungeon he remodeled.

Everyone calmed down, Xing Yanhong raised his hand, Yi Anjun took a bowl of water and fed it to Chen Kuiming. Chen Kuangming drank it voraciously, took a breath, and felt more comfortable. He put his tongue against his left cheek and looked at it. Xing Yanhong.

Xing Yanhong waited for him to speak.

Who knew that he looked up at the thick hemp rope hanging his wrist, and said, "This rope is too tight, it hurts my wrist."

Xing Yanhong's patience was exhausted, and he lowered his voice impatiently: "Then cut off these wrists."

He spoke calmly, without even blinking his eyes when he drew the knife, Chen Kuangming immediately faltered when he saw this, and let go the moment the knife came over: "Wild wolf!"

Qing Cang Dao suddenly stopped, the sound of the blade piercing the wind and Chen Kuangming's shout echoed in the dungeon, Xing Yanhong retracted the saber, motioning him to continue.

Chen Kuangming glanced at the scabbard on Xing Yanhong's waist with lingering fear, and said: "They call themselves wild wolves. Not long after I occupied Fengtian, there were few brothers under my command, and I couldn't even find any weapons that I could take advantage of. At this time, a man dressed like the Central Plains came, but I think his appearance has nothing to do with him, and he is much more profound than the Central Plains people, but I didn't care about it at the beginning. He said that he is a businessman, and he has some weapons in his hand that he can give me. But as a condition, his men must enter the city at will, regardless of their actions."

Xing Yanhong even broke into a cold sweat when he heard this.

Wild wolf, this is what they call the barbarians. Could it be that...

He almost trembled all over, and heard Chen Kuangming continue to say: "In exchange, I took his knife and let their people in. I never cared."

Never mind...

This means that in five years, the wild wolves are likely to have penetrated into their Central Plains.

"Do you know what characteristics they have!" Xing Yanhong lowered his voice, and he looked down at Chen Kuangming, so the eagle on his neck became sharper when he moved.

Chen Kuangming thought for a long time, finally came up with something, and said, "I've seen the tattoo behind that man's ear, it seems to be a wolf."

After Xing Yanhong came out of the dungeon, the bloody smell on his body didn't lessen at all, even because the hostility around him became heavier, Lin Hao followed him, and he got an unimaginable truth from what Chen Kuangming said just now Guess, even gradually became clear with the passage of time, he was even a little inexplicably irritable, and finally followed behind Xing Yanhong and asked: "Master, according to what Chen Kuangming said... Yelang and the others... ..."

Xing Yanhong stopped, he looked up at the cloudy sky, the cold winter was coming, and he couldn't breathe.

The bastard Chen Kuangming let the barbarian in, but he never noticed it.

Every move in the Central Plains, how did those catapults and nuche that were not available to the barbarians get out of the Central Plains to Da Nala?And where are these barbarians hiding?

A lot of things weighed on Xing Yanhong's heart, and he realized that the days of returning to Jiuyuan were not easy. He promised to give everything to Chu Xinle, but now, it seems that it is still very difficult. The big tree in the Central Plains Moths came in, but he knew it but couldn't do anything about it.

After a long time, until the dark clouds became thicker and thicker, and it was snowing.

Xing Yanhong sighed, he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes drew back the emotions in his eyes, making it hard for people to see clearly, only heard him exhale and say to Lin Hao behind him: "Don't tell Yi An about this, he......"

He hasn't taken care of his health yet, Fengtian and Qinchuan have just taken back, and the establishment of the garrison will take a lot of time and energy. Let Xing Yanhong solve this matter by himself.

***

"Xing Qingzhang?" Chu Xinle's calm and calm expression showed a hint of surprise. He was finally willing to take a closer look at the man in white clothes in front of him. But he himself looks like his father, and his elder brother looks like his mother.

Xing Qingzhang heard someone calling him, but he had never heard this voice before. For a while, he was not sure whether the person who came had anything to do with the bandits who imprisoned him here, so he asked calmly, "I don't know if the young master is..."

Chu Xinle looked at Ping An, who had been nestling in Xing Qingzhang's arms, smiled at him, and replied, "Chu Xinle is the ghost king who was stabbed to death by the third brother ten years ago."

Xing Qingzhang had heard about this for a long time, even though he was retreating on Wuming Mountain back then, he still used various methods and channels to find out about his younger brother. Hearing this, he tightened his arms around Ping An.

Seeing this, Chu Xinle laughed lightly: "Brother, don't panic."

In the next hour, Chu Xinle brought Xing Qingzhang and Ping An out of the prison, and told Xing Qingzhang everything from Runan to Jiuyuan, but concealed some private things.

Xing Qingzhang's white robe was stained with mud, and his bun was not neat, even a few strands were left loose, but he did it straight, without any embarrassment.

"Why were the two of them imprisoned by the bandits?" Chu Xinle asked.

Chen Fan made tea for the two of them, Ping An took a teacup and handed it to Xing Qingzhang, then picked up another cup and drank it all in one go.

Xing Qingzhang was also thirsty, but he did things slowly. He drank the tea in a few sips, and then answered: "I don't quite understand either. Just before we stepped into Qinchuan, Ping An and I were arrested and brought into the mansion."

"Those people look so vicious! They all said they wanted my brother to be a male favorite, but my brother naturally refused, so he was locked in that secret prison. The secret prison was wet and cold, and there were bugs everywhere. Crawl, my brother and I can’t sleep well day and night, for fear of being caught.” This boy Ping’an is very clever, seeing that the savior in front of him is not bad, so he made their situation miserable, anyway, the two of them have nothing to do at this moment. There are places to go, if you can follow this adult who suppressed bandits, it can be regarded as a place to return to.

Chu Xinle ordered Chenfan to pour another glass of water for the two of them. The two of them had been hungry for nearly three days, and Huo Gang also made arrangements to make some food for them.

There were only three of them left in the room, and Chu Xinle said, "I heard that elder brother has been studying in Daming Mountain, so how could he come to such a chaotic place like Qinchuan?"

Xing Qingzhang didn't want to answer these words, and he didn't want to think of the cold touch of his master lying in his arms. Xinle asked this way, which meant that the news of Lin'an had been blocked, and Xing Qingzhang gasped.

He finally knew that Yun Jiming had no heart.

"Now that the checks and balances are broken, the troubled times are reappearing, and the victims of the disaster are displaced. The teacher noticed this and ordered me to come down the mountain." Xing Qingzhang skillfully avoided those troublesome things and spoke mellowly.

Chu Xinle didn't ask too many questions, he just clicked.

"If elder brother doesn't dislike him, he can live in my house first." Chu Xin said happily.

From Xing Yanhong’s expression on Xing Qingzhang’s words some time ago, it can be seen that the relationship between Xing Qingzhang and the Xing family does not seem to be good. This is also the reason he can think of for Xing Qingzhang not returning to Jiuyuan. He took a child and continued to wander abroad without a fixed place.

"This is such a trouble to your lord—" Xing Qingzhang was about to refuse.

"Then my brother and I thank Master Chu!" Ping An interrupted him with a Lin'an accent: "It's not easy for brother to be away, and it's really tiring to be a burden like me. Master Chu is really a kind person—"

"Stop," Chu Xinle's brain was stunned by the kid Ping'an's yelling, he raised his finger and rubbed it, and said softly: "It's ok, don't boast."

"..." Ping An immediately shut up.

"..." Xing Qingzhang was dumbfounded, who would have known that his younger brother could be so eloquent, he really grew up, and dared to interrupt him directly.

"Then I'll order my servants to clean up the room for you two." Chu Xinle stood up, "The food should be ready depending on the time, you two wait here for a while, and I'll go help Master."

After saying that, Chu Xinle backed away, and just as Chen Fan came over when he was going out, he called someone to stop him, looked back at the two people in the room, and said in a low voice, "Don't tell Bo Luan about this beforehand."