New White Snake Asking Immortals

The martial arts field has become Shura's purgatory.

Before the surviving family guards covered in sweat had time to calm down, three people suddenly fell from the sky, smashing the stone slabs with three bang bang bangs and lying on the ground coughing up blood. If I remember correctly, they were the three ancestors...

A slender figure fell down again, and his feet hit the ground with a bang, cracking the ground!

The surviving people on the scene looked in horror at the three legendary Jindan masters on the ground, two were missing. The battle to encircle and suppress the puppets was fierce and no one noticed whether the corpses fell from the sky.

Bai Yu was very disappointed, the Nascent Soul cultivator was not in Biancheng, unfortunately, the perfectly planned robbery and extortion was no longer perfect because of his absence, so he could only use his life to comfort himself.

Unscrupulously took the storage bags and valuable treasures from the three of them, and got a little gain. Thinking of the deal with Ren Zhuo, he put the tip of a knife against the throat of one of them with no expression on his face.

"Cough cough...no resentment or enmity...why?"

"I am a businessman, someone bought your life, did you ever think about having no grudges or enmity when you plotted the lives of others?"

Unreasonable when gaining the upper hand, but suddenly remembered to be reasonable when faced with death after failure. After years of hard work, no one wanted to die, and the three begged hard.

Ren Zhuo spoke suddenly.

"Sir, forget it, enough people have been killed."

Bai Yu was taken aback for a moment, could it be that this kid suddenly had an epiphany to see through the bloody storm in the rivers and lakes?

"Are you sure to let them go? Maybe they will kill you tomorrow. To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. I advise you to think again."

After thinking for a while, Ren Zhuo was disheartened.

"When will the killing come to an end? I just want to get back what my father left me."

Shrugging, it doesn't matter.

"You three get up, let's go, go to Ren's old house."

These three people are still useful, at least it is very convenient to do things in the city. Bai Yu is very interested in what relics Ren Canghai left behind. It is not the kind of obsessiveness but pure curiosity. Mystery, I always feel uncomfortable without looking at it, so I just take a look at what kind of treasure it is before leaving.

After a bloody battle, the exhausted group walked towards the desolate Ren family's old house.

In just a few hours, the situation in Liang State was changing and the future was uncertain. People on the street were still living their lives without knowing that turmoil was coming...

A group of people were lifeless, only a certain Jiao was calm and calm, and suddenly remembered the matter of that Nascent Soul cultivator.

"By the way, where did your Nascent Soul Realm boss go? After waiting for a long time, I didn't see anyone wasting time in vain, which made me very disappointed."

The cheeks of the three twitched and they secretly scolded in their hearts that it is shameless to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, why bother playing with me in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Back to Senior, Senior Zhang has something to leave and I don't know when he will return."

"Pity."

"..."

The atmosphere was dull, and the three unlucky guys sighed secretly that they were destined to die, and they lost everything in the end after careful calculations, and they were worried that they would be killed by this strange female cultivator whom they had never heard of before, and they were worried and panicked.

Ren Zhuo was thinking about what his father would leave him, exercises? Cheats? Or it is a top-level elixir or a top-grade magic weapon. The familiar house is getting closer and closer, and while walking, I recall the gradually blurred voices and smiles of my parents...

Walking into the old house of Ren's family, cats and dogs are overgrown with weeds and cats and dogs are running around, desolate and depressed.

At the beginning, because the treasure that Ren Canghai left for his only son was not found, no one disturbed the house, and everything remained the same. It is also because of this rumor that Ren Zhuo has survived until today.

Ren Zhuo looked at Bai Yu, who nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Taking a deep breath, Ren Zhuo put down the ring head knife and walked to the door of the dilapidated hall step by step, following his memory to find a somewhat damaged stone step under the eyes of everyone.

"Top nine."

Count seven floor tiles forward from the damaged stone steps and stand still.

"Sixth from the left."

"Top eight... right ten."

The floor tiles were not arranged according to the standard specifications, and it looked messy. Finally, standing in front of an ordinary floor tile, I bent down to pry it open, and a heavy box was pulled out from under the floor tile. When I opened it, I found that it was full of gold bars, and there was also a long delicate jade box. box.

All eyes were focused on the jade box, all kinds of expressions of greed and reluctance changed on their faces.

The jade box was opened, and inside was a... scroll.

With trembling hands, Ren Zhuo slowly opened the scroll. It was neither a secret meridian map nor a treasure map. There was a couple and a child in the painting. The masculinity was majestic with a smile on his face, and the woman Xiaojia Biyu was virtuous and gentle, watching the toddler with soft eyes. Learning to walk, the family of three enjoyed themselves happily in the garden. The painter was skilled enough to paint the expressions of the characters in place, and seeing the picture scroll seemed to be able to feel the joy of the family.

It’s just a painting of a family portrait. Perhaps the most precious thing in the eyes of others is the exercises, pills, and magic weapons, but in the eyes of Ren Zhuo, it is a priceless treasure. His home is in the painting...

There is also a letter.

The letter didn't write any treasures, pills, magic weapons, etc. It was just a rainy day. The letter told me not to take revenge if something unexpected happened in the future. Take the gold and the scroll and go away and never come back again. This box of gold is enough to make anyone After Zhuo became a rich man, he had no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Bai Yu took a high look at Ren Canghai, it is rare to have such an idea in this age of madness for profit, maybe it is very unpromising, but he has the humanity to remember that he is a human being.

"Father... mother... woo woo..."

Ren Zhuo held the picture scroll in his hand and wailed loudly, crying hoarsely...

Bai Yu shook her head. These people tried their best to obtain the so-called leftover treasures, but they didn't expect to find that the treasures were just a piece of useless paper in the end. How ironic.

In the dilapidated and desolate house with dead trees and old crows, Ren Zhuo knelt down and cried bitterly, crying sadly.

The three seriously injured Jindan monks didn't know what to say, but after years of planning, they ended up like this. They didn't know whether to scold Ren Canghai for being too poor or for being too stupid. A broken painting and a box of gold can be regarded as treasures.

With the knife in hand, the three fell down and died in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of keeping enemies for myself, so it's better not to send them away."

After wiping off the blood and returning the sword to its sheath, the contract has been reached, and there is no longer any relationship with Ren Zhuo, and they have parted ways since then.

Ren Zhuo carefully put away the scroll and held it in his arms, silent.

"Boy, I'll give you an extra gift for the success of the transaction."

Grab Ren Zhuo and the box of gold and fly into the sky, skimming over the house, skimming the city wall and headed to the northwest, without even looking at the chaotic Biancheng disappearing into the sky behind him.

Fly far, far away to find a peaceful town and put Ren Zhuo down.

"Take care of yourself."

After saying goodbye, he rose into the sky and continued to fly northwest, searching for something at low altitude while flying, and soon found a galloping figure on the desolate ancient road, landed directly on the horse's back, held the reins tightly and galloped the horse.

"Drive~!"

Such a solid horse is rare in the world.

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