Old Wuzuo Xu Dechang died and his apprentice Yang Xia disappeared.


    Shangyuan city was still noisy at the beginning, but it was silent after a few days.


    Zhang Ming and others know who the murderer is, but they can''t help it.


    Three months passed.


    In the Shangshu mansion of the Ministry of punishment, Bian Chenggang was called by his father and reprimanded. At this time, his face was gloomy and he held a evil fire in his heart.


    "Madder, the old man knew to scold me. What did I do wrong? I''m so angry." as soon as he entered the room, he was furious and threw things all over the floor.


    "Roll, roll away, don''t let me see!" he kicked a servant over the head and roared loudly.


    Servants and servant girls were busy and fled far away. No one dared to touch the mildew of Bian city at this time.


    Bian Cheng lost his temper for a while and felt thirsty, so he roared again, "somebody, bring me tea."


    He roared a few times, but no one answered. The servant girls had already run away. Who dares to come here at this time.


    Just when he wanted to roar again, a boy suddenly came in with tea.


    No matter thirty-seven or twenty-one, Bian Cheng took the tea and drank it.


    The tea is not hot, the temperature is just right, and it has a sweet taste. It''s very delicious.


    This guy knows something!


    Bian Cheng thought, so he said faintly, "who are you? Why haven''t I seen you?"


    The boy replied, "the villain is new!"


    Bian Cheng doesn''t think so. It''s not surprising that Bian''s house is big. He hasn''t seen many servants.


    "This tea is good. What''s its name?" he asked after another sip of tea.


    "This tea is called lingchi!" the little boy smiled and said slowly.


    "Lingchi?" Bian Cheng said strangely, "why did you call such a name?"


    "Because you''re going to be lingchi!" the little boy''s voice seemed to come from the horizon and entered Bian Cheng''s ear.


    Bian Cheng finally found something wrong. He just wanted to shout, but he suddenly felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and suddenly lost consciousness.


    When he woke up, he found himself in a dark room, his body tied up and unable to move.


    After finally remembering what happened, looking at the young man sharpening his knife in front of him, Bian Cheng angrily said, "who are you? Let me go, or I''ll let you die without a whole body."


    Yang Xuan picked up a rag on one side and wiped the water stains from the bone removal knife. He smiled and said, "young master Bian is really forgetful. The whip marks on my back are not good yet."


    "You... You... You are that little work!!!" Bian Cheng finally saw Yang Xuan''s appearance.


    A feeling of fear came from his heart, which made Bian Cheng''s face turn pale and blank: "what are you... What are you going to do?"


    "Lingchi, of course!" Yang Xuan said with a smile. The bone removal knife in his hand had drawn the first knife on Bian Cheng.


    Blood flowed out and the first piece of meat belonging to Bian Cheng was cut by Yang Xuan.


    Listening to Bian Cheng''s scream, Yang Xuan showed a satisfied smile in his eyes.


    For this moment, he worked hard for three months and finally succeeded. How could Bian Cheng die so easily.


    The bone removal knife cut down one by one, and Bian Cheng''s blood flowed.


    The knowledge in his mind made Yang Xuan clearly know that cutting it from there could cause the greatest pain to Bian Cheng, but it would not let him die immediately.


    Bian Cheng wailed in pain for a whole day before swallowing his last breath with satisfaction.


    No one knows whether he regrets at the last moment. Perhaps, the great pain and fear have made it too late for him to think about this serious problem.


    Murderer, Yang Xia!


    After writing these words on the wall with Bian Cheng''s blood, Yang Xuan threw down the bone removal knife, breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "old man, I have avenged you. I should leave the world and have a good baby in my next life."


    With that, he waited quietly for him to be judged to have failed, and then returned to the entrance.


    The scene began to blur.


    Yang Xuan took a deep breath and gave up the last hope in his heart.


    This Bian city is not an outsider, but an indigenous of the world.


    Kill the aborigine, he will be judged as failed and sent back.


    The speed of blurred scenery began to intensify. Slowly, Yang Xuan felt a suction coming from the void and wanted to inhale him.


    But at this time, an inexplicable wave suddenly came out of his body.


    With the spread of this wave, the suction seemed stunned. After a moment of silence, it retreated like a tide and disappeared without a trace.


    The surrounding scenery began to clear up again, but after a few breaths, it returned to its original state.


    A different color flashed in Yang Xuan''s eyes.


    He was very familiar with the wave coming out of his body, which belonged to the wave of black bead.


    However, since he entered the dreamland, he could not feel the black bead for a long time. Why did the wave come out again at the moment and terminate the process of sending him out of the dreamland?


    Does that mean that no matter how he kills people in the world, he will not be judged as a failure?


    Plug in?


    A noun appeared in Yang Xuan''s heart.


    What''s the difference between this and playing games?


    After thinking for a long time, Yang Xuan decided to leave here first. Since he didn''t fail, he still had a chance.


    He has a hunch that from the inheritance of the martial god, he is likely to get the information of delimiting the three strains, which is what he pays most attention to.


    Yang Xuan left Shangyuan city. Since he was not heard out, he is now a fugitive. No matter what the reason is, he killed someone.


    He doesn''t want to be caught and beheaded.


    He walked all the way west. After more than ten days, even he didn''t know where he had gone.


    When he passed a small town, he decided to go in and have a rest.


    Before raising his feet, he heard the sound of horse hoofs behind him.


    He looked back and couldn''t help smiling bitterly.


    It''s Zhang Ming.


    Zhang Ming and others saw him from a distance. After driving their horses to Yang Xuan, they all got off their horses and surrounded Yang Xuan in the middle.


    Zhang Ming looked at Yang Xuan and remained silent.


    After a long time, he suddenly smiled, patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder and said, "it''s a man!"


    Several others also smiled and patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder: "it''s a man!"


    "Good man!"


    "You boy, have seed!"


    Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "brother Zhang, there''s nothing to say. Take me back."


    Then he stretched out his hand.


    Zhang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "your boy is a man, so we are not men?"


    Then he turned and asked the others, "who of you saw the boy Yang Xia?"


    "No, where is it?"


    "We chased all the way and didn''t see anything. Hey."


    "I don''t see. I don''t see. Go look elsewhere."


    With a smile on their faces, they opened their eyes and lied.


    There was a warm current in Yang Xuan''s heart. Who said these people were not cute?


    After getting on the horse again, Zhang Ming lowered his voice and said, "don''t go into the city. There are sea arrest documents."


    With that, he finally took a look at Yang Xuan and took the others away.


    Looking at the figure of Zhang Ming leaving, Yang Xuan smiled, shook his head, thought about it, changed his direction and entered the forest next to the town.


    Two days later, Yang Xuan stopped by a river with a strange light in his eyes.


    There was a man by the river, dressed in sackcloth and barefoot, with white hair better than snow.


    light snow!