Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"Dad! Why did you just go! What kind of heartless person did this! Dad! Why did you just leave!"

Among the ruins in the center of Bailang City, a man in his twenties was kneeling in front of a stone tablet, crying loudly at it.

And under the stone tablet, there was a pool of flesh and blood like mud.

"Dad, what kind of bad luck did you have? Why did you even lose a whole piece of meat? How can you clean up your son?"

The owner of the rotten flesh under the stone tablet was none other than the city lord who was crushed to death, Cang Youxing, and the one crying in front of the stone tablet was his son, Cang Wanglong.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely find out who killed you and avenge you!"

Cang Wanglong said, looking firmly at the small pile of meat he had piled up.

At this time, several passers-by watching the show also started talking about it.

"The death of Cang Youxing is quite depressing. A monk who was a ninth-level alchemist was actually killed by a stone tablet. No one believed him even if he told me."

"I heard that there seems to be some kind of Southern Territory Prodigy List on the stone tablet. There are a hundred people in the list. The dozens of people at the top are actually from the two major sects that suddenly disappeared eight hundred years ago, the Snow Ridge Demon Cave and the

Wentian Sword Sect!"

Another person picked up quickly, with an incredulous expression on his face.

"I don't know if the ranking is true, but the owner of this stone tablet is definitely a ruthless person."

"No, you can use a stone tablet to smash a ninth-grade alchemy expert into a pulp. I saw it the same time."

"It's more than that! I just came back from outside the city. I heard that not only our Bailang City, but also the entire southern region suddenly appeared such stone tablets. They cost at least a hundred and ten yuan! Many houses were destroyed!"

"One hundred and ten yuan! This one piece can kill a ninth-level alchemy monk. One hundred and ten yuan can kill hundreds of alchemy monks! My dear, where did this immortal come from?"

Cang Wanglong, who was still mourning for his father, heard these words and suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, feeling that he had spoken of revenge too early.

He himself is just a Qi-training monk, and seeking revenge against someone who can kill hundreds of Ningdan with just a few clicks of his fingers, isn't this looking for death?

"Dad, please rest in peace. With my current level of cultivation, I have no hope of avenging you. But if I can't avenge you, how can I have the dignity to be your son!"

Saying this, he suddenly stopped, took out a knife, and cut off a strand of his hair.

"Today, I will sever the relationship between father and son. I will avenge the murder of my father in the next life!"

After saying that, he picked up Cang Youxing's storage ring, kowtowed three times towards the pile of meat, and ran away without looking back.

And those who just saw Cang Wanglong vowing to avenge his father were all dumbfounded.

"Young Master Cang, you are ruthless..."

"Young Master Cang, Jue..."

"Young Master Cang, you are ruthless and ruthless..."

On the other side, Chu Tian, ​​who was in the Tianji Palace, felt speechless when he saw what Cang Wanglong was doing on the screen in front of him.

Initially, Chu Tian felt guilty for what he had done, but later he asked the system to check what Cang Youxing and his son had done.

Good guy, the father and son pair bully men, dominate women, burn, kill, and loot. It can be said that they do all kinds of evil.

Seeing these things, Chu Tian's guilt suddenly disappeared, and he even felt a sense of pride in eliminating harm for the people.