The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 50: Mouth like preserves, heart like snakes and scorpions

Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly and said slowly.

"What is there to do in Dali? The environment in Dali is not good, and there is a lot of miasma on weekdays. Isn't it bad in the Central Plains?"

Kang Min sighed helplessly after hearing these words.

"Oh, you are here to coax me again and make me happy for nothing, right?"

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said to Kang Min.

"What does it mean to be happy in vain? Today you and I meet again, no matter what, we must be truly happy!"

Kang Min broke away from Duan Zhengchun's arms and filled the wine glass in front of him.

"Come on, Duan Lang, let's have another drink."

Duan Zhengchun stretched out his hand to stop him, but couldn't bear Kang Min's persuasion and had to drink a few more drinks.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanshan hurried away and disappeared from Ye Wuxin's sight.

"Don't worry, can you tell me when it gets late at night? Hahahaha!"

Slowly taking out the medicine and taking it, Ye Wuxin looked indifferent and started talking to himself.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in her ears. Although Ye Wuxin was surprised in her heart, there was no trace of fear on her face.

After touching the blood that disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and looking at the cracks on the back of his hand, Ye Wuxin gave up the plan.

From time to time, the outcome became uncertain.

"I can't compare to you. You hid in the Shaolin Temple for such a long time and took everything into your hands. I wonder how many Shaolin's seventy-two stunts you have learned?"

Tick, tick, tick, on the white snow, the blood plum blossoms slowly bloomed.

The blood river turned into mist, the moonlight was hazy, and a blood moon loomed, reflected in the body of the Blood River Sword.

Xiao Yuanshan's expression tightened, and the palm power in his hand was strengthened again, which was mixed with the artistic conception of Vajra Palm Power.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun yawning and showing signs of tiredness, Kang Min smiled charmingly and whispered to him.

Xiao Yuanshan's palm strikes were astonishing, attacking Ye Wuxin's vital points with every move. Although his movement was not light and graceful, Ye Wuxin would never dare to take such a powerful and heavy palm.

Ye Wuxin sneered a few times and glanced at him with disdain.

Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Yuanshan with a smile, but his tone revealed an inexplicable coldness.

Seeing that the two people's internal forces were about to collide, Ye Wuxin snorted coldly, and turned Xiao Yuanshan's offensive back with a hint of sincerity.

"I can't say more about the reason. I would like to ask you to stop here. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing someone."

Kang Min was telling Duan Zhengchun stories about her childhood. Xiao Feng lay by the window and listened to their words, wanting to know why she framed him.

As soon as these words came out, the blood energy hidden in Xiao Yuanshan's body broke, and a trace of blood remained on the face towel along the corner of his mouth.

If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts. Unexpectedly, the ghost he met for the first time was him. This was beyond Ye Wuxin's expectation.

"It seems that I am slightly better."

"Duan Lang, dear Langjun, can I tell you a story?"

After hearing this, a big man in black appeared next to Ye Wuxin and gave him a cold look.

"You destroyed your own son with your own hands and let the entire world hunt him. As an old gentleman, do you have the nerve to warn me to stop?"

The fight with him this time was beyond Ye Wuxin's expectation. He didn't expect that when he was taking care of his former enemy, he would still have the time to come and cause trouble for him.

At this time, at Ma Dayuan's former residence, when Kang Min told Duan Zhengchun the story of his childhood, Duan Zhengchun's expression became quite unhappy.

In the dark night, the blood of the Blood River Sword dissolved in the body and swung it towards Xiao Yuanshan.

Ye Wuxin, who was observing from a distance, smiled slightly. Seeing all the participants entering the venue, he couldn't help but hold the jade flute in his hand tightly, waiting for the opportunity to come.

Xiao Yuanshan's veil was missing, revealing the beard on his chin. There was a hint of vigilance and wonder in his eyes as he looked towards where Ye Wuxin was.

Ye Wuxin laughed loudly, with a hint of indifference and chill in his tone.

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin sneered for a while, his tone inexplicably low.

"Interesting, interesting. Xiao Yuanshan is here, which means that Bai Shijing's life is not guaranteed, which is much more interesting."

"Hahahaha! Nangong Hen, a nameless person with no sect and no worries, do you want to share life or death with me?"

With a loud sound and a loud sound, the two people's internal forces collided together, shaking the falling snowflakes around them in all directions. A trace of blood turned into a ferocious beast, faintly trying to devour the other party.

'With his Ming Yu Kung, he has accumulated momentum to the peak, and coupled with the power of the Blood River Sword itself, he is worthy of being tied with Xiao Yuanshan. He is worthy of being a top-notch master in the world.'

After those words rendered Xiao Yuanshan speechless, the atmosphere between the two of them fell into a deathly silence.

Ye Wuxin stood with his hands behind his back. Small cracks appeared on his right hand, which was as bright as a jade, and there was a faint trace of blood.

Xiao Feng's expression became impatient as he listened to the flirtatious words spoken by the two of them. He also saw Duan Zhengchun drinking wine in the back room, and the alcohol bug in his stomach aggravated.

"Oh? Really? You can't tell."

Xiao Yuanshan, one of the Four Heavenly Dragons, can be called the world's top master, second only to the Sweeping Monk in terms of strength.

"what are you laughing at?"

After pondering for a long time, Ye Wuxin took out the jade flute again, looking into the distance with twinkling eyes, feeling hesitant in his heart.

After a while, the two of them jumped back one after another.

His body floated past like a wild goose falling into the water, and he easily avoided the man's angry attack.

"Who are you? Why are you hiding here and peeping, so curious about the past events?"

'Should we activate Xiao Sheng in advance and let Kang Min and Bai Shijing die?'

As soon as he said this, the big man in black snorted coldly and raised his palm to attack Ye Wuxin.

If he had another fight with Xiao Yuanshan, he would probably be the one who died in the end, so forget it.

"I'm laughing at this snow! The sky is vast and boundless, burying everything in the depths."

After Xiao Yuanshan left, a trace of blood was left on the corner of Ye Wuxin's mouth, which slowly blended into the body of the Blood River Sword.

In an instant, blood filled the air, and a flash of extremely beautiful blood shone, shattering the wind of the palm that was about to come.

"He is my child. I can let him do whatever I want. If anyone else interferes in this matter, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Ahem, you have good skills, good strategies, and good weapons. I wonder who your surname is and what school you are a student of?"

Xiao Feng, who was squatting outside the window and eavesdropping, felt that after listening to Kang Min's story, he had never seen the woman through the window.

In the past in the apricot forest, the woman who was no less heroic than the man was now covered in a hazy mist.

Inside the room, Kang Min said to Duan Zhengchun with a smile.

"Duan Lang, dear Langjun, do you know why I am telling you this?"

(End of chapter)