Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 112
Zheng Biao felt that the reason why Chen Ying suddenly stood by Zheng Fan's side when she was in the secret room was because she wanted to play around with Zheng Fan.

He is in a very happy mood now. As long as Chen Ying kills Zheng Fan, the Zheng family in Yunzhou will definitely reward him generously.

Zheng Biao hadn't been complacent for long, and suddenly felt a familiar breath coming towards him.

He knew that this breath was Chen Ying's, and with a wretched smile on his face, he couldn't wait to get out of bed and open the door.

Zheng Fan and Chen Ying have already arrived outside the third guest room.

When he saw guest room No. [-], he didn't even think about knocking on the door, so he raised his foot and kicked towards the door.

A bang sounded.

The exquisite door was kicked into countless sawdust, flying with the wind.

Zheng Biao was about to open the door full of joy, but the door was rudely kicked into sawdust, which made his lower body shrivel on the spot and his expression stiffened.

He looked at Zheng Fan with a fierce expression on his face, and Chen Ying behind Zheng Fan, and after a moment of stupefaction, he flew into a rage, "Zheng Fan, what are you going to do, kid? You scared me so much that you will die no matter what!" have no idea!"

While Zheng Biao was speaking, he looked at Chen Ying and said fiercely, "Chen Ying, I asked you to kill Zheng Fan, not to bring him to see me."

Chen Ying was already Zheng Fan's puppet at this time, and she couldn't hear what Zheng Biao said, and ignored Zheng Biao's words at all.

Seeing that Chen Ying ignored him, Zheng Biao said angrily, "Chen Ying, are you in charge of protecting my safety, or the safety of Zheng Fan?"

He was anxious, and when he went out this time, the Zheng family arranged for Chen Ying to protect him.

As a result, since Chen Ying came into contact with Zheng Fan in the secret room, she became virtuous and completely disobeyed his orders.

Hearing Zheng Biao's nagging, Zheng Fan stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zheng Biao's neck.

Zheng Biao was a martial artist at the early stage of the Ming Jin realm. Now seeing Zheng Fan grabbing his neck, his face immediately changed, and he launched an offensive towards Zheng Fan.

However, he was not Zheng Fan's opponent at all. As soon as he stretched out his hands and made an attacking gesture, Zheng Fan broke his arms and grabbed his neck and carried him into the guest room.

Chen Ying walked in after Zheng Fan walked into the guest room.

Zheng Biao's neck was strangled by Zheng Fan, his breathing was not smooth, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Chen Ying behind Zheng Fan, waving his hands indiscriminately, signaling to Chen Ying to stop playing, and to deal with Zheng Fan quickly, or he would die here.

However, Chen Ying ignored Zheng Biao's gaze at all, quietly followed behind Zheng Fan, watching Zheng Fan pinch Zheng Biao's neck.

Zheng Biao felt that he was going to be strangled to death by Zheng Fan.

Who is he, he is from the Zheng family in Yunzhou, and now he is going to be strangled to death by a person like Zheng Fan who was expelled from the Zheng family, it is a great shame.

Zheng Biao absolutely cannot allow himself to be killed by a person of low status like Zheng Fan, absolutely not.

Zheng Fan saw that Zheng Biao had almost been choked, and he died after being choked.

He directly threw Zheng Biao onto the big bed, and said indifferently, "Who instructed me to push me down the cliff?"

If Zheng Fan hadn't used the soul search technique once today, he couldn't continue to use the soul search technique during this period.

Otherwise, directly use the soul search technique to search the memory in Zheng Biao's mind and kill him.

Zheng Biao was thrown onto the big bed by Zheng Fan, his face was bloodless, he looked at Zheng Fan and snorted coldly: "Bastard, you are just a young master abandoned by the Zheng family, how dare you do something to me?"

The more he talked, the more angry he got, he stood up from the bed and glared at Zheng Fan, "Do you know the difference between superior and inferior?"

Zheng Fan listened to Zheng Biao's words, his tone was extremely indifferent, and he swung his right hand to hit Zheng Biao's right cheek.

Snapped.

The right side of Zheng Biao's face was red and swollen from Zheng Fan's beating, and even a trace of blood could be seen.

Zheng Fan said indifferently: "Honorable and humble, I am as honorable as a god, and you are as humble as an ant."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Biao with a painful face, and said, "Who instructed the person who pushed me back off the cliff?"

Zheng Biao felt the coldness in Zheng Fan's tone, and felt a biting chill sweeping through his whole body, making him stiff all over.

His attitude was no longer as arrogant as before, "Who pushed me down, why should I tell you?"

After Zheng Biao said this, he looked at Chen Ying, who had been staying behind Zheng Fan, and shouted angrily, "What are you still doing in a daze? Kill him quickly!"

He never wanted to see Zheng Fan again, and every time he looked into his eyes, he always felt that his soul was being seen through, and fear emanated from the depths of his soul.

Chen Ying was already Zheng Fan's puppet at this time, no matter how Zheng Biao called, she would not respond, and she stood aside and watched silently.

Zheng Biao was so angry that he was about to die, he yelled angrily: "Chen Ying, you dare to betray the Zheng family, from now on Long Shuo will have no place for you."

Chen Ying still didn't speak, and watched Zheng Biao yelling quietly.

Zheng Fan came to Zheng Biao, pulled up his collar, and said indifferently, "I'll ask you one last time, who pushed me off the cliff?"

Zheng Biao listened to Zheng Fan's words, although he was terrified in his heart, he was not prepared to tell Zheng Fan.

He didn't believe that Zheng Fan had the guts to kill him, but he was also a clan member recognized by the Zheng family.

"I won't talk to a humble existence like you." Zheng Biao's tone was very soft. Although he didn't believe that Zheng Fan dared to kill him, he was still a little scared.

Seeing that Zheng Biao didn't say anything, Zheng Fan moved his right hand towards the void, and a darkly sighing flame appeared in front of Zheng Fan.

When Zheng Biao saw the dim flame, his eyes showed horror.

He had seen before how Granny Yinhua was burned to ashes by this flame.

Zheng Biao yelled: "Zheng Fan, I said... I said everything..., you get rid of the flame first."

He was very nervous and hesitated.

Zheng Fan said indifferently: "My patience has a limit."

As soon as the voice fell, the dim flame in Zheng Fan's hand rushed towards Zheng Biao's body, and soon burned Zheng Biao's body.

"what!"

Zheng Biao felt the pain of being burned all over his body. The pain made him wail like a pig being killed, and his body rolled around on the bed.

puff.

The soft and comfortable big bed was ignited by the flame on Zheng Biao's body, and then burned up.

In a moment, Zheng Biao and the big bed were burned to ashes, and a light wind blew from the window, blowing away the ashes, leaving nothing behind.

Zheng Fan looked indifferent, and walked out of the guest room with Chen Ying.

In his heart, he will definitely find out the person who pushed him down the cliff three years ago, and find out by the way, whether his mother's condition is natural or was drugged and murdered.

Zheng Fan left the Hongda Hotel, hailed a taxi, and headed directly to Nanjian City.

He wants to get the two three-color jade that Shi Potian said.

The more the three-color jade, the better. Not only is it useful for refining elixirs, but it is also a good thing that can prolong life.

For Xu Wanqing's current body, the more the better.

Soon, Zheng Fan brought Chen Ying and the two of them to an ancient mountain in Nanjian City.

This ancient mountain is full of tombs, and from time to time, you can see paper money flying in the wind and falling in front of you.

Even in the daytime, it still gives people a gloomy feeling.

(End of this chapter)