Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 74 Chapter 73 Family Massacre (Continued Daily)
Jiang Qi?

Li Cunxiao felt a little surprised and a little reasonable at the same time.

He did pull some people out and beat some others, but it doesn't mean that he would just punch someone in the face and expect them to smile back.

Last time he just did it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to change his mind so quickly.

"Senior Sister Jiang?"

Zhang Yuelu noticed the strange atmosphere between the two and suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Why didn't Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Xiao come?"

"They might have been delayed by something."

Jiang Qi looked strange.

Shen He's ribs were all broken. Although this was not a serious injury for his muscles, it would take him ten days to half a month to recover.

Xiao Mei's situation is even simpler. She values ​​her appearance more than her life. She was almost disfigured by Li Cunxiao last time, so of course she has to avoid Li Cunxiao everywhere.

Seeing Jiang Qi's hesitant tone, Zhang Yuelu became more suspicious and looked back and forth between the two of them.

After a moment, she seemed to have figured something out and smiled without saying anything.

The remaining items from the sale did not interest them, so the three of them left together without waiting for it to end.

He Bi and Qin Yu, who were sitting in the guest seats outside the wing room, hurried over when they saw this.

The two of them originally came with Li Cunxiao, but as soon as Zhang Yuelu entered the box, they left on their own to leave space for the two to talk.

Seeing that there was another heroic woman beside Li Cunxiao at this time, recalling the open and secret struggles just now, the admiration in her eyes became even stronger.

Brother Li, you are a very capable person.

In the other boxes, the second generations of various families in the inner city poured out one after another, most of them gathered around Li Cunxiao and his companions, and walked out chatting and laughing.

After the sale, there is a small meeting for everyone to exchange ideas and communicate.

Han Yu couldn't help but frowned as he watched this scene.

"Although Jiang Qi and I have a normal relationship, we've never had a face-to-face fight like we did today."

"Don't these people usually follow Shen He?"

"Could Li Cunxiao be the Jiang family and the Flying Tiger Escort Agency?"

Han Yu frowned even more tightly. After careful recollection, he found that Shen He, who usually stayed with Jiang Qi, was not here today either.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It won't really be bad, right?

Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still, and immediately rode his horse towards the King Kong Martial Arts School, ready to discuss something with his master Li Taizhi.

Li Taizhi was originally from the outer city, but he had some talent in martial arts and was noticed by the previous head of the Murong family.

Later, he was promoted to Zangfu, and was able to leave the Murong family and start his own business.

But in fact, everyone who understands knows that if you need to ask the Murong family for help, you just need to come to Li Taizhi, and nine out of ten times it will be done.

The horse's hooves clattered against the blue bricks of the inner city. Soon, it stopped in front of a large house.

The four large characters "Vajra Immovable" on the gate plaque are elegant and free-spirited, and it is said that they were written by the eldest son Murong Bo himself.

Han Yu dismounted and threw the reins to the servant, but as soon as he reached the door, he realized something was wrong.

Where are the martial arts guards?
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the suspected alliance between the Flying Tiger Escort Agency and the Jiang family was too important to be distracted.

I pushed open the door, walked past the screen, and the further I went inside, the colder I felt in my heart.

It's so quiet.

The Vajra Martial Arts School is a large martial arts school in the inner city. It has fifty or sixty disciples and nearly a hundred other servants.

With so many strong men training in the training ground, it is impossible that there would be no noise at all.

The more Han Yu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He stopped and turned around to leave.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the inner courtyard:
"Young Master, I have shed blood for the Murong family, you can't!!!"

The shrill wailing made people tremble, and the owner of the voice and the content of the words made Han Yu shudder.

"Is this voice Master?"

'Eldest Son'

Han Yu's face changed drastically. Without hesitation, he turned around and wanted to run. However, before he took a few steps, a figure appeared in front of his eyes.

His clothes were dirty, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood, as if he had just come from a slaughterhouse.

What was even more terrifying was his eyes, which emitted a bloodthirsty light like a beast, without a trace of rationality.

Han Yu's heart trembled, his feet shook violently, and his whole body and skin glowed with golden light, and in an instant it seemed as if the sound of a bell echoed.

The Golden Bell Cover is a martial art evolved from the Murong family's "Red Marrow Skill", which is said to be as strong as a head of copper and as strong as iron, and as indestructible as diamond.

But the man in blood-stained clothes remained indifferent when he saw this. He stretched out his right hand, and his bare forearm and five fingers shone with agate-like light, and he clapped his hands casually.

Snapped.

There was a sound like glass breaking, and in front of Han Yu's incredulous gaze, he easily knocked the man three feet away, causing him to vomit blood.

The golden light on his body seemed to have met its nemesis and melted away like ice and snow.

Han Yu's eyes showed despair, and a terrifying answer appeared in his mind, but he didn't dare to believe it.

I dare not even speak out loud.

If he hadn't said it, he would have been the only one to die;

But if I tell them, I am afraid that tonight, the Han family will suffer the same fate as Li Taizhi.
At this moment, perhaps it was an illusion caused by his near-death experience, but he seemed to hear the neighing of his beloved horse outside the wall, followed by a series of footsteps.

But soon, the dense sound of footsteps was reduced to only one, getting closer and closer, until the voice of a middle-aged man sounded in his ears.

"Bo'er."

When the man in blood-stained clothes heard this, the bloodthirsty look in his eyes faded a little, and was replaced by a bit of confusion.

Bo'er, are you calling me?

Who am I? What am I doing here?
Head hurts.
Scenes flashed back in his mind, and the man in blood-stained clothes could not help but kneel on the ground with his head in his hands, revealing a look of pain.

Han Yu prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Even so, a glimpse of a familiar red robe from the corner of his eye still made him tremble with fear.

"Bo'er, have you forgotten? I'm your father."

Murong Bai held a robe in his left hand and spread out his right hand, slowly approaching in an unguarded posture.

His face was full of kindness, and his eyes were filled with pity and love. He was almost a different person from the usually majestic county lord.

"You are Murong Bo, the eldest son of the Murong family, extremely talented and brilliant."

"You have always been Daddy's pride, but something went wrong during that training session and you have been sleeping ever since."

"Son, come, come to daddy."

The man in blood-stained clothes was confused and stumbled to his feet, walking towards Murong Bo. Blood flashed in his eyes several times, but he suppressed it every time.

When the two finally got close, Murong Bai was quick to move and shook out the clothes in his left hand and covered him with them.

It was a purple cassock embroidered with gold thread.

The Buddha's light was faint, the Zen chanting was faint, the confusion in the bloody man's eyes quickly faded away, and clarity reappeared.

But there was no warmth in his eyes, they seemed cold.

"father?"

Murong Bo looked at the few extra silver strands on his father's temples, as if he had had a big dream.

But then he realized that those were not dreams, but reality.

There was a hint of guilt and self-blame in his tone.

"Dad, I hurt my sister, scared my mother, and even killed Li Taizhi and the others." "I really don't want to ruin your plan, but I'm so hungry."

When the word "hungry" was mentioned, Murong Bo's eyes revealed a bit of instinctive desire, but there was no struggle or guilt.

It's like a child who stole candy from home and anxiously waited for his father's punishment.

"Silly son," Murong Bo patted the other's back gently, not caring about the strong smell of blood in his nose.

"This King Kong Martial Arts School was specially prepared by Dad for you. Otherwise, why would Li Taizhi, a family slave, leave Murong and start his own business?"

"The Golden Bell Guard evolved from our family's inherited Red Marrow Technique. Your mind is unstable and you can no longer eat demon meat. These people are your best supplements."

Murong Bo's eyes were full of love, and Murong Bo's heart was also filled with emotion.

The father is kind and the son is filial, but Han Yu, who is standing beside him, looks cold all over.

Many things suddenly had answers in his mind, about the Plum Blossom Thief three years ago, about Murong Bo who was in seclusion and could not come out, and about the other things that happened in his heart.
For a moment, he really wanted to be blind and deaf, but the sound of vibrating footsteps and the friction of armor plates flooded into the courtyard, followed by Murong Bai's cold voice.

"Clean up all the bodies inside and leave no one alive."

"Separate the bodies of the Kongo Dojo disciples from the others. They'll be useful later."

"Old Xie, Young Master Han witnessed the Plum Blossom Bandits slaughtering the entire King Kong Martial Arts School and fainted from shock. You should take him to get some treatment."

"For now, don't let anyone disturb Mr. Han's rest."

Han Yu felt as if he had been pardoned for a moment, but still dared not say a word. He just kowtowed several times and was then taken away by several men in iron armor.

Xie Donglai looked at the other person's back, turned to look at Murong Bo, and swiped his palm towards his neck.

"kill?"

"No," Murong Bai hugged his son and shook his head gently.

"Han Laowu only has this one son. If we kill him, the Han family will fall into the arms of others."

"After Bo'er's celebration banquet, when the situation is settled, we'll release him."

Xie Donglai was surprised. "Celebration banquet?"

"My son has been promoted to the internal organs. After he came out of seclusion, he captured and killed the Plum Blossom Bandit, avenging his previous shame. Naturally, we have to celebrate."

"The thirteen martial arts schools in the inner city, the Jiang, Shen, Han, Yang, Xiao, Ye, and Flying Tiger Escort Agency, all must come."

Murong Bo looked at his son with eyes full of guilt and love.
"We need to let Boer take a good look and choose. Don't miss any of them."

"Murong Bo has come out of seclusion?"

Zhang Lishi held the invitation brought by his servant, looking thoughtful.

Li Cunxiao, who had just finished practicing a set of basic sword techniques, heard what was happening, put away his sword and stepped forward.

It was already November, the dead of winter. Li Cunxiao was wearing only a single piece of clothing over a round-necked robe. His powerful energy and blood were like a furnace, and white steam was constantly rising from his body.

"Hasn't Murong Bo been in seclusion for many years? Why is he making such a big fuss now? Is the Murong family trying to show off their strength?"

Zhang Lishi nodded and shook his head when he heard this.

"Murong Bo never wastes time. If his son can stabilize his internal organs, the Murong family will have three internal organs warriors, and including Xie Donglai, there will be four."

"If the Xiao family is included..."

A hint of worry flashed in Zhang Lishi's eyes, and he immediately changed the subject.

"I can only say that it's time to wipe out the King Kong Martial Arts School."

Li Cunxiao was speechless for a moment, and recalled the news that had been circulating in the city in recent days.

It is said that the entire King Kong Martial Arts School was wiped out by the Plum Blossom Bandits, who killed and dismembered the people, leaving even their relatives unable to recognize them. Their methods were extremely cruel.

Han Yu, the son of the Han family, was so shocked that he became mentally ill, and the county government had to invite a famous doctor to treat him.

After this incident, everyone in the city was shocked, but at the same time, there was another voice praising the eldest son of the Murong family for taking timely action, killing the bandits, and saving innocent people.

"But why don't I believe it?"

Li Cunxiao felt that something was wrong, but he had no evidence to answer his question.

After all, the Plum Blossom Bandit appeared twice, both times bringing great shame to the Murong family. The last time he broke into the mansion and killed people, and this time he injured the county magistrate's daughter and frightened the county magistrate's wife.

Everyone knows that King Kong Martial Arts School is the loyal dog of the Murong family. It seems reasonable for Murong Bo to take revenge on the entire family.

"Sanlang, these are not things you should consider."

Seeing his apprentice's confusion, Zhang Lishi gently patted the other's shoulder.

"No matter how the world changes, as long as you have enough power, all your calculations will be in vain."

"You have mastered the Divine Steps and basic sword techniques. Today, I will teach you the Four Little Yaksha Styles."

"When you penetrate the internal organs and are able to mobilize the vital energy of the five internal organs, you will be able to unleash the true power of this sword technique."

Li Cunxiao then turned his worry into joy and began to study seriously.

The Yaksha's swordsmanship is not complicated, it only has four styles: riding the wind, sweeping the dust, soaring into the sky, and splitting the clouds.

The combination of these four moves is the ultimate move "Protecting the World of All Living Beings".

In the realm of internal organs, the Little Yaksha sword technique is mainly for the liver, which belongs to the wood element and belongs to the Xun wind.

With the blessing of the Wood Element and the Xun Wind, his swordsmanship is so erratic and unpredictable, like a breeze blowing on your face, and you may die without knowing it.

However, Li Cunxiao is only a muscle now and is still far from that level, so he can only familiarize himself with the key points of limb strength and breathing first.

Li Cunxiao practiced like this until he had lunch with Zhang Lishi, and then he left the escort agency. Wei He was already waiting at the door with Chili and another black horse.

"Let's go, it's the same as always."

Li Cunxiao got on his horse, and the two of them went back home first, changed into hunting clothes, and then galloped to the foot of Pingqiu Mountain.

On the way, Li Cunxiao remembered that during lunch, Zhang Lishi had tentatively asked him about marriage, but he had politely declined.

"It seems that the one who is most anxious about the annihilation of the King Kong Martial Arts School is Master Zhang."

"Although the escort agency has expanded its influence, within the inner city, Murong still controls the world."

"Is this why Master Zhang wants to use me as a breakthrough point, Senior Sister Jiang Qi?"

Li Cunxiao shook his head secretly.

Jiang Qi is a capable and heroic person, but also quite scheming.

It's okay to be friends, but it's not suitable to live together.

But Zhang Lishi can refuse once or twice, but it is impossible to refuse all the time.

Once a teacher, always a father. Parents' orders are matchmaker's words.

Relying on Zhang Lishi's favoritism, he looked down on Shen He and Xiao Mei.

But on the other hand, it is impossible to refuse the master's request.

"It's best to delay it as long as possible. During this chaotic time, it's not a good time to start a family."

After leaving the horses with Chai Bang, Wei He took the lead and led Li Cunxiao into the mountains.

In deep winter, the vegetation below the mountainside has almost fallen off, but the higher you go, the more green there is left.

The winter is extremely cold, and the demons are like wild beasts. Unless they are out capturing people to store food, they usually stay in their caves.

Therefore, in the past few days, Li Cunxiao mainly followed Wei He to familiarize himself with the terrain and rivers and do preparatory work.

Although Wei He is young, he is very experienced as a hunter.

It clearly explains which places are the territories of which wild beasts and monsters, their appearance, habits, and weaknesses, as well as where the Chai Gang usually hunts and collects herbs.

At present, Li Cunxiao has already run through the two peaks in front of Pingqiu Mountain. Following Wei He's instructions, he has set up several hidden temporary strongholds and stored some commonly used drinking water, medicines and spare weapons.

After today's tour, Li Cunxiao was basically familiar with the process of mountain opening. From then on, he no longer needed Wei He's guidance and could act alone.

Just as the two of them packed up their things and prepared to go down the mountain to take the horses and leave, Song Qingshan, the young master of the Chai Gang, was waiting on the way down the mountain with a few people.

"Brother Li, how are you?"

(End of this chapter)