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Asura, the Celestial Emperor

Eight years ago, the thunder of the ancient city of one night shock, the young city master Qin Wen escorted into the Qing Yun Sect as a servant, 200,000 people driven into the Great Green Mountain as a slave. Eight years later, quenching the spirit in the martial arts, Asura awakened, unyielding young man rose against the sky. Give me a sword, can break the sky, give me a sword, can point to the sky. The Golden Lin is not a thing in the pool, once it meets the wind and clouds, it will turn into a dragon. When Asura Son, Immortal King, Thunder War Zun, Ancient Sea Barbarian Emperor and so on one by one titles fell on Qin Wen, this all proud of the bones of the young man stepped on the sky, leading a group of friends red face, proudly fight the eight deserts, sweeping the six, compose a song of bloodshed war song that can be sung and wept over and over again.

DaoistcEb2lQ · Eastern
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Chapter 0046 - Beheading

"A special treasure?" Qin Wen had thought of many reasons and also thought of this, but what kind of treasure would have such serious consequences.

"Lord City Lord isn't the type of person to disregard the life and death of Thunder Ancient City for a treasure, I suspect ... that they really might have been shipwrecked."

Qin Wen's expression was somber, "I will find out."

"The Grand Elder has a high position under a person in the Green Cloud Sect. If he is really determined to deal with you, you might be in danger. Young master, I really don't want you to stay in the Green Cloud Sect anymore."

"There are thirty elders in the Qing Yun Sect, it's not like he, the grand elder, is the only one who has the final say. If he wants to kill me, the other elders won't let him. Give me some time, I'll prove my potential to all the elders of the Qing Yun Sect, and I'm sure someone will always step forward."

Qin Wen was now even more determined to attend the Eight Sect Tea Ceremony, not only would he attend, but he would also do his best to achieve a rank.

"Uncle Wei, promise me something, okay?"

"Young master, you say."

"No matter what, protect my loved ones and protect the townspeople here. In half a year at the most, I will return with the Seal of Pardon, and at that time ... we will go home together." Qin Wen's gaze was filled with determination, and his soft words were more like an oath.

"Half a year?"

"Half a year! I will definitely come back."

"Young master, listen to my advice, go, really ..."

"Promise me!"

Tu Wei sighed slightly and nodded his head, "Don't worry young master, I'll protect everyone here, what happened last night won't happen again."

"Where is Elder Leng Di Bai now?"

"In the third mining area, there is a situation there, he will not be able to return in the next day or two."

"I'm going back, and I'll take care of Leng Yuliang myself before I leave. You guys have good alibis, don't get involved afterwards."

When Qin Wen returned to the small courtyard, the sky had just begun to rise, and everyone had already gone to the mansion to do their work, pretending that nothing had happened so as not to arouse people's suspicions.

At the mansion, Leng Yuliang was so drunk last night that he didn't get up until noon.

He had just gotten up and was surprised to see Qin Ying cleaning and tidying up in his room. "Little Ying'er, why did you come by yourself today, aren't you afraid that I'm going to eat you? Hehehe."

"Will you treat my loved ones well?" Qin Ying suddenly looked up and asked.

Leng Yuliang was confused for a while and slowly came to his senses. "That depends on what you do."

"Do you still need to compensate for ten mid-level Spirit Stones?"

"What do you think?" Leng Yuliang's eyes rolled back in his heart.

"In the evening, ten miles west of the manor, behind the mountain, come alone, I don't want anyone to see it, and after that, you must never make things difficult for my loved ones again." Qin Ying left a sentence and quickly left the room.

Huh? Leng Yuliang was happy! What did it mean? The little girl had finally gotten the hang of it?

It seemed that his threats over the past few days had worked, and the little girl couldn't hold out any longer.

Leng Yuliang hurriedly got up, went to the bathroom, comfortably took a bath, and put on some clean clothes. However, he was timid, and secretly brought two disciples of the Green Cloud Sect, carefully avoiding their guards, and slipped to the back of the mountain ten miles away.

The road was rough, and by the time he reached the back of the mountain, it was already evening. He ordered his two guards to stay at the foot of the mountain and spread out to hide, and excitedly went into the depths of the forest himself.

"Little Ying'er?"

"This Gongzi is here, where is he?"

"Don't be shy, I'll just talk to you about life and ideals."

Leng Yuliang sneaked into the forest, thievingly looking for Qin Ying, not in a hurry, enjoying that tingling feeling.

But suddenly, a muffled sound came from somewhere behind him, accompanied by a pitiful scream that echoed eerily in the lush forest.

"Who?" Leng Yuliang was immediately alarmed and looked at the direction of the sound, which looked like a place where a disciple was hiding.

Immediately after that, a muffled sound came from another direction, as if a fierce battle had taken place, and in a short while, the sound was gone.

Leng Yucheng was shocked in his heart, this couldn't be a trap, he called out the names of the two disciples in a loud voice, but there was no response for a long time.

"Bitch! How dare you trick me! See how I can clean you up!"

Leng Yuliang panicked and fled, but the dense forest in front of him suddenly flashed a black shadow, whooshing and disappearing in a flash.

"Damn it! Who is it? Who is it? Get out of here!"

"Don't be sneaky."

"Is it Touwei?"

"Come out! How dare you kill me? My grandfather is Leng Zhaobai, an elder of the Green Cloud Sect, my own grandfather!"

"For thousands of kilometers, no one dares to mess with the Qing Yun Clan!"

"Come out! Come out!"

Leng Yuliang gasped nervously and unconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but then he realized that he had left his sword in his room and didn't bring it with him. The more he screamed, the more nervous he became, the more scared he became, scaring himself.

"Stop screaming, there's no one here." A voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Who?" Leng Yuliang turned his head openly and looked at the teenager coming out of the forest floor. "Who are you?"

"The Qin family."

"I haven't seen you before." Leng Yuliang had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt that this person was a bit familiar.

"I've seen you before." Qin Wen carried his sword and walked over to Leng Yuliang.

"You know who I am if you've seen me before, I'm warning you, don't mess around." Leng Yuliang deliberately raised his voice.

"Stop yelling, your companion is already dead." Qin Wen approached Leng Yuliang step by step with no intention of stopping, forcing Leng Yuliang to retreat step by step.

"What the hell do you want?"

"To take your dog's life."

"Wait, you look familiar, it seems like we've met somewhere before. You are ... that sinful citizen, Qin Wen! Why are you here?" Leng Yuliang remembered, he had heard that he had wasted Mu Zixiu in the martial arts arena a few days ago.

"You guess?"

"You snuck out? You've got big dog guts ... ," Leng Yuliang hurriedly shut up for fear of angering this madman.

Qin Wen suddenly laughed softly, "Afraid?"

"I can give you whatever you want, and I can help you with whatever you want." As soon as Leng Yuliang saw Qin Wen's smiling face, he knew that there was room for relaxation, this madman shouldn't dare to kill himself, the consequences were too serious for him to bear.

"I want ..."

"Want what, tell me instead."

"I want your dog's life." Qin Wen suddenly rushed over to Leng Yuliang.

"Don't come over, don't come over, ah ..."

Terrified screams echoed through the dense forest, which was exceptionally sad under the night.

No one came or went near the mountain forest, not even a patrol, which had long since been moved elsewhere by the Tu Wei.

In the middle of the night.

Qin Wen stood on a distant mountain, gazing at the vast mining area that was gradually becoming quiet in the night, his eyes blurred, his fingers dug into the palm of his hand, dripping with blood. "Half a year! Wait for me for another half a year! I will definitely come back, definitely ... definitely ..."

In the small courtyard of the mining area, Qin Ying, Li Ling Dai and other relatives stood in the darkness and looked at the direction Qin Wen had left, they cupped their hands and silently prayed to live well.

It was only on the third day after Qin Wen left that the estate confirmed that Leng Yuliang was missing.

Leng Di Bai rushed back from the mine and personally investigated, but the results were inconclusive, not only was Leng Yuliang missing, but the two Qing Yun Sect disciples were also missing. The strange thing was that none of the other Qing Yun Sect disciples in the mansion knew where they had gone, or even when they had left.

They searched all the nooks and crannies of the mansion and found no trace of Leng Yuliang, as if he had vanished into thin air.

Leng Zhaobai seriously suspected that Tu Wei had harmed Leng Yuliang, but for the past two days, most of Tu Wei and the others had been patrolling the mining area, and none of the people who had stayed behind had surpassed the Sixth Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts, so it was impossible for them to have harmed Leng Yuliang, and even more so for Leng Yuliang to have disappeared without a word from the tightly guarded area of the manor.

Leng Zhaobai widened his search. Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Two days later, they found Leng Yuliang's body in the forest outside the mine.

It looked like he had been robbed and killed by mercenaries and eaten by ghost demons.

But Leng Di Bai did not believe that things were that simple, he knew his grandson very well, he was shy and afraid of things, it was impossible for him to run out of the mining area and into the deep forest for no reason, looking for death?