When the Taoist Master of Chi Zheng caught up, he knew it was too late. He quickly made a choice between saving Taoist Master of Chi Ming and saving himself. Then he turned around and left and ran back to Fengning Temple in Weiyang Palace. He knew that he didn't have much time. No one knew how long Taoist Master of Chi Ming could last under the torture method of the Tingwei Mansion. Besides, someone might recognize the face of Chi Ming.

The black cavalry protected the scene and blocked the streets. Soon Han Huanzhi and the others rushed over.

Yu Baifa changed his car and sat in Han Huanzhi's carriage and felt like a pleasure.

"Thanks."

Han Huanzhi said two words seriously.

Yu Baifa shook his head: "These two words between you and me are somewhat inappropriate."

Han Huanzhi: "Or I'll invite you to drink."

Yu Baifa shook his head again: "You know I was hurting my internal organs. Mr. Chen said he should try not to drink alcohol in the future... try not to."

Han Huanzhi: "Go to Chen Leng's house to drink."

Yu Baifa laughed: "Okay."

Han Huanzhi asked him: "How are you?"

Yu Baifa said: "Fortunately, many doctors have come to the same conclusion after being injured last time. I won't let me move violently anymore. I should lie down as much as possible when I can lie down. I should not sit down. I will naturally not be considered vigorous exercise when I sit down."

He was holding Ming Dao Ren in the carriage, but he was indeed sitting and not moving.

Han Huanzhi had seen the carriage before, so he could probably guess how Yu Baifa took action. Dao Ren Ji Ming punched Yu Baifa's palm, and the huge force was removed by Yu Baifa's elbow slightly bent, and the unloaded force hit the carriage. There was a hole behind the carriage, which was penetrated by Dao Ren Ji Ming's punch.

When the warrior reaches the point of Yu Baifa, he can carry his power and unload his power, and is as wonderful as a god.

If Taoist Chiming knew that the person who had just defeated him often complained about himself and was half-crippled, he would not know what he thought. Yu Baifa could not exercise vigorously, even if he walked more, he would feel tired. His body was still conditioning, which was much better than after he was injured, but Mr. Chen had already said that he would never be able to recover to his original state again.

So Yu Baifa now has more wise actions than in the past.

It has not returned to the point where he was normal to be as beautiful as a white hair, and it may be a little short of it.

Taoist Chiming once asked his master who is worthy of Shang Jiu's age?

His master replied that there are many masters in the world of Chang'an City in Daning. The strongest one is Shang Jiuxue. The only one who can fight Shang Jiuxue with wholeheartedness is Zhen Xuanyuan. However, Zhen Xuanyuan is already dead. Yu Baihai, known as the white-haired sword demon, should also fight Shang Jiuxue, but Shang Jiuxue should win.

Only at this moment did the Mingdao people know how big the world is and what Yu Baifa is.

His master also said that the people opposite us are too terrible, and those people are not something you can compete with. At that time, he just thought it was a joke, and it was really boring to increase others' ambition and destroy his own majesty.

Tingwei Mansion.

Han Huanzhi walked into the torture room. Taoist Chiming had been nailed to the wall. He looked a little afraid and a little ruthless in his eyes. He was cheering him up. Most men's first reaction in this situation was not to admit defeat directly, but to think that they could withstand it.

"Broken his toes."

Han Huanzhi sat down and the first sentence was not to ask anything, but to give an order.

Two court lieutenants went up to take off Ming Dao Ren's shoes, and Han Huanzhi's eyes kept staring at the shoes.

It turned out to be the word Tao.

Before Xue Qian died, he noticed that something was wrong with the shoes on the feet of the person who killed him. It should be from the Taoist temple, so he planned to write down the word Taoist temple, but his life was about to end, and he tried his best to write the word Taoist halfway.

As the knife went down, the toes were cut off one by one, and the wailing sound of Taoist Ming seemed to shake the roof.

"I don't need to ask you anything, I know you."

Han Huanzhi naturally met him when he went to Weiyang Palace before. Although he had never spoken or had no intersection, he just met the Taoist of Fengningguan in Weiyang Palace by chance. Later, when the Taoist of Fengningguan went to Dongjiang with His Majesty, Han Huanzhi also met him after he arrived in Dongjiang, but he still had no intersection. Such an inconspicuous Taoist can't remember his appearance after seeing such an inconspicuous Taoist once or twice. However, Han Huanzhi's habit made him try his best to remember everyone he had seen. Even if he couldn't do it, he had to do his best to do it.

Taoist Chiming smiled bitterly: "Yu Baifa is indeed Yu Baifa. It's not unfair if I can fight with someone like him."

Han Huanzhi asked: "Then do you know that Yu Baifa can only sit there and fight you? He was seriously injured and tired when walking, so he had to sit there and take a punch."

Taoist Chi Ming's face changed suddenly: "This is impossible!"

Han Huanzhi glanced at the bloody feet of Taoist Zhiming: "This is some interest, I am Du Tingwei, and I can't act irritably."

If he was not Du Tingwei, Taoist Chiming should have been dead.

"The fingers were broken, too."

Han Huanzhi ordered to roar and get up and leave. He was going to rush to Weiyang Palace. When he saw the person, his first reaction was that this person was familiar. After recalling for a moment, he immediately arranged for someone to go to Weiyang Palace to report this to His Majesty. He personally led the people to control Dao Ren Ming from the street to escort the Tingwei Mansion. Perhaps Wei Lan had already taken action from the Weiyang Palace.

When he walked out the door, Han Huanzhi was in a daze, as if he saw Xue Qian standing there at the end of the corridor outside the house, wearing the brand new official uniform of the Thousand Office of the Tingwei Mansion. He just stood there and smiled at Han Huanzhi, and his smile seemed to be a little relieved.

Han Huanzhi calmed down. Where was Xue Qian? That was just his heart knot.

Weiyang Palace, Fengning Temple.

Taoist Shi Zhen walked into the backyard with a small wooden basin, with a clean and pure smile on his face. The small wooden basin was the small stones he picked up by the river this morning. They were all very beautiful. Two of them looked as clear as jade. He thought that Xiao Zhang must like these small stones, just like his younger brother back then.

Putting the small stone on the steps, he glanced at the window. The window was not open. This was not Xiao Zhang's habit. Since the last time he sent dried flowers, he felt something was wrong with Xiao Zhang. At that moment, he had a murderous idea, but when the murderous idea arose in his heart, his brother's face appeared in his mind again... the younger brother he disliked and missed.

After a long silence, Xiao Zhang took a step up the stairs and raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Real person, are you there?"

No one answered in the room.

The Taoist Shi Zhen waited for a while but no response was found. He reached out and opened the door. There was no one in the main hall. There seemed to be a sound in the inner room where Xiao Zhang lived. He stepped over and opened the curtain, and then saw Xiao Zhang standing in the room with a vigilant and scared look on his face, holding a short sword in his hand.

When the Taoist Shin-chan saw the sword, he understood, so he sighed helplessly: "Why do you want to watch it randomly?"

He turned around and closed the door.

There was about a distance between the two of them. Xiao Zhang, the real person holding the short sword in both hands, took two steps back. She didn't know how to face this situation. The master once taught her martial arts and said that she was talented, but she really didn't like fighting, especially when she thought that she might kill people because of her actions, she was even more scared. She was just a girl who was willing to read quietly.

"Did you see something that night?"

The Taoist who holds the truth asked.

Xiao Zhang took another step back without answering.

Taoist Shi Zhen looked around the house, and then noticed that all the things he gave to Taoist Shi Zhen was piled up in the corner, and they should be there. It seemed that she didn't care about these things, otherwise she wouldn't have been thrown in such a mess that she hadn't even cleaned up. So Taoist Shi Zhen was a little annoyed and annoyed, and had the intention of killing. He was a violent and impermanent person.

Of course he didn't know that those things were thrown there not long ago by Xiao Zhang, because he discovered something.

When he was a child, his younger brother gave him the little stone he picked out, which he thought was the most beautiful. He didn't want it, but his younger brother insisted on giving it, so he got angry and kicked his younger brother into the cold river, and his younger brother almost drowned.

His younger brother came to him after getting the candied haws given by his mother, and handed them to him with fear. He looked at him with a look of fear but did not dare to lick them, just because he said that if you didn't bring me what my mother bought for you, I would strangle you to death.

His younger brother likes the little monkey the most. Although he has never seen it, he told him how good it would be if there was a little monkey, so he could play with it. He said that the little monkey eats people, especially when he sees a child like you, he will tear it apart and eat it, his mouth full of blood.

"You don't like it?"

A little sadness appeared on the face of the Taoist Shin-chan: "I gave you the gifts I chose so seriously, why don't you like? Look at those little stones, you gave them to me at that time, I don't want them. Now I have found a more beautiful one for you, you should like them."

Xiao Zhang shook his head: "I am not your brother."

The Taoist Shima's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he smiled: "Yes, you are not my brother, but you look like him with a short sword at me..."

It seemed that at some point he returned to more than ten years ago. After he roared at his mother like he was venting his anger, his younger brother, who had always feared him, picked up a small wooden stick and blocked it in front of him, as if he wanted to beat him to death with a small wooden stick.

Perhaps it was because of that time that my mother decided to send him away.

"I will kill you."

Taoist Shi Zhen looked at Zhenren Xiao Zhang: "Why do you want this? It's like your younger brother. Isn't it okay to be obedient and obedient? My mother finally decided to send me away because she was afraid that I would beat him to death."

He walked forward step by step: "You are really disgusting now."

Xiao Zhang kept retreating, and finally he held the wall with his back against the wall, and there was no way out. Her short sword was given by his master, but he didn't have any talent at all. The master was the one who knew her best, so he naturally knew how could he practice killing skills with such a temperament? The sword was just a small gift and a symbol of the real identity of the Longhu Mountain lineage.

The real sword of Longhu Mountain has no edge.

"Look at you."

The Taoist Master Chu Zhen looked so angry that he was unable to make a steel: "You hold the sword like a clown. Whether it is a sword or a knife, they are all used for murder, but in your hands it looks like a life-saving straw that the drowning person has seized."

Xiao Zhang looked at him and shouted: "Why did you do that!"

"Didn't I tell you?"

The Taoist Shi Zhen walked to the front of Xiao Zhang and suddenly snatched the short sword from Xiao Zhang's hand.

"My father was killed."
Chapter completed!