One middle school student and one young master are having a unique dialogue.
The two people talking were Chen Yanming, the current head of the Chen family, and Chen Yu, the second young master who was watched by people in the Immortal Sect some time ago.
"Father, did you send Chen Yuanhua and Chen Gongfeng to hunt down Chen Xiu?"
In the study room of the Chen family, Chen Yu looked at the gray-haired Chen Yanming in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed and a little worried.
"You don't need to worry about this matter."
Glancing at the son who was born in a side house, Chen Yanming raised his eyes and said casually.
Chen Yu thought about his words and said, "Father, I asked Chen Xiu to check it out. In just two years, he has entered the third realm of bone-cutting cultivation.
Isn’t it necessary for us to antagonize such a genius? Is there a better way to deal with it? Isn’t it enough to get the information and pass it directly to Jinmu’er?”
"Are you afraid that Shen Xiu is not dead and will take revenge on us?" After listening to Chen Yu's words, Chen Yanming looked at his son in front of him with some dissatisfaction in his tone.
Tell the truth.
Chen Yanming was not very satisfied with the son born by this concubine, but Chen Mo, his legitimate son who he regarded as his successor, was harmed.
Chen Yu, who he had not valued before, has now come under the eyes of those in the Immortal Sect, and there is no one else to choose him.
Chen Yanming looked worried, thought for a while, and scolded him again.
"I, Chen Yanming, have lived for so long, and I have never seen any genius. A boy who is a bone-slayer in the third level has scared you so much that you feel guilty. Are you still a descendant of my Chen family? After all, you are also a disciple who is about to enter the immortal sect. Don't do it. You have lost the face of my Chen family!"
Seeing that he couldn't make sense with words, Chen Yu in the hall looked a little depressed and could only tell him to leave silently.
His thoughts were completely different from those of his father. When he saw Shen Xiu, he subconsciously felt that the boy was not a thing in the pond, and would surely transform into a dragon in the river one day.
He thought that it would always be right to have a friendly attitude, and even if they didn't, it wouldn't lead to evil.
However, he has not yet entered the Immortal Sect, and his father, Chen Yanming, is still in charge of the Chen family. As a low-key man, he is here and has no right to speak at all.
This father was not very satisfied with him from beginning to end, so there was no room for him to interfere.
He didn't know what benefits the daughter of the Jin family had given her, but now it was done. Although he didn't like his father's style, he could only hope that his father could achieve his wishes.
"Sure enough, he was born to a concubine. He is just a little timid. It would be great if Mo'er was here. He really doesn't have half of his courage."
Chen Yanming in the study looked at Chen Yu's back as he opened the door and left, shook his head with regret, and then continued what he was doing.
The lights in the room were flickering, and Chen Yanming was sitting behind the desk, checking some of the Chen family's business ledgers.
His eyes were sore, so he tapped his fingers on the hard table and asked someone to bring him a basin of water to wash his eyes.
"Someone, bring me a basin of water!"
As the maid stepped in, she brought the basin to the table.
He suddenly realized, belatedly, that the maid's steps were a little too light today, and there seemed to be no sound at all. He raised his head for a moment with something in mind, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
The maid who came over with the washbasin was clearly a young boy with a tough face. Instead of the water, there were two big heads with eyes open.
He is familiar with the owners of the heads. One belongs to his family, and the other also belongs to his family.
Surprisingly, it was his cousin Chen Yuanhua, and the powerful worshiper.
Chen Yanming's heart immediately started to beat, and he opened his mouth to call someone, but Shen Xiu stepped forward in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, one hand grasped his throat like a giant vice.
The cry that was about to blurt out was strangled directly in the throat.
Chen Yanming, the head of the Chen family, has average cultivation talent, but he has also reached the middle stage of the second realm.
It's just that in Shen Xiu's hands, it was not enough to look at. It was like carrying a rag doll without any counterattack. Shen Xiu casually pinched it, and the Adam's apple on his neck was directly crushed to pieces.
Chen Yanming was thrown to the ground casually by Shen Xiu. She vomited blood and tried to shout but couldn't. After a while, she suffocated and died.
Shen Xiu walked out of the study door silently, and after closing it, he grabbed a servant on the way, asked about the location of the second son of the Chen family, and went straight to his destination.
At this time, in a courtyard house of the Chen family, Chen Yu was reading a book about the Immortal Sect to make some preparations.
When I heard the door open and saw the face of the person coming, I couldn't help but stand there blankly.
"Where is my father?"
Chen Yu exhaled, his figure trembling a little, but still maintaining the last grace to ask.
Shen Xiu didn't say anything, the outcome was already very obvious.
"I'm afraid Brother Shen won't believe me when I say that my opinion refutes my father's, but murderers will always be killed. Brother Shen escaped and it's only human nature to seek revenge from me..."
Chen Yu had a lonely look on his face. The moment he saw Shen Xiu, he understood everything.
At this point, he paused and said with a somewhat desolate expression, "I just hope I can do it myself, so that I can come back more dignified."
Then he picked up a dagger on the edge of the desk, closed his eyes, and slashed it toward his heart.
Bright blood spurted out, and Chen Yu fell to the ground with a distorted face. Then he fell silent, with a look of relief on his face that he had let go of everything.
Chen Xiu had not expected such a scene. After noticing Wu Shengxi, he felt that this person could be considered a man.
Chen Xiu shook his head at this, walked to the door, and was about to leave, but paused again.
He suddenly remembered that this world was so magical, could there be any way to fake his own death, and then escape and ascend to heaven, waiting to rise in the future?
Think of this.
His eyes paused for a moment, then he walked silently to Chen Yu's body again.
At this time, Chen Yu's body was the same as before he died. His chest was stained with blood, and his clothes retained the appearance after death. It didn't look like he was pretending to be dead.
"I feel like leaving a whole body is too cheap for you, so I might as well blow your head off."
Looking at Chen Yu's body, Chen Xiu sighed slightly, and then murmured to himself.
After saying that, his fist, which was as strong as a diamond, struck Chen Yu's head.
At the last moment when the fist fell, Shen Xiu clearly saw the disbelief on that young face, which was as gray as ashes.
Puff.
When his gaze disappeared, Chen Yu's head became like a watermelon, with red and white mud flowing all over the ground.
Chen Yu's open hands suddenly clenched and spread again, and finally hung down weakly.
Shen Xiu looked at it, but he was surprised, really there is such a method.
After searching the body and finding nothing else, someone in Chen's house also found that the house owner was silent. Unable to stay for a long time, Shen Xiu turned out the window and jumped over the wall to leave.
This time, Shen Xiu left quietly, and the news that the head of the Chen family and his son were killed also caused an uproar in Taixi City.
Some people say that the Chen family has committed many evil deeds and will be punished by heaven. Some people say that the Blood Sea Sect has made a comeback, robbing families and homes.
However, these have little to do with Shen Xiu, who has already left Taixi City and traveled most of the way.