The heavy rain continued, the wind still raged, and the wormwood was uprooted and scattered in the air.
Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the middle-aged man arrived in time. Otherwise, it would not be Ying Wuyou who fell in the ruins now, but him.
"Let's put his body away first."
Having made up his mind, Qianyu began to collect Ying Wuyou's body.
"thunderbolt!"
A bolt of lightning quickly passed through the dark clouds, bringing dazzling light.
A short boy appeared in the heavy rain.
As if he noticed someone appearing behind him, Qianyu turned around and looked slightly startled, saying, "Large intestine?"
"Is he dead?" Ying Wuchou asked dully, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.
He knew this without asking, referring to Ying Wuyou.
Qianyu nodded.
"Did you kill him?" Ying Wuchou continued to ask, his whole body was soaked by the heavy rain, his eyes were a little red, and the tears in the corners of his eyes mixed with the rain and flowed down.
Qianyu shook his head and said: "He died in the hands of an expert in the realm of god transformation."
Ying Wuchou said nothing.
"Dachang, I'm sorry." Qianyu stood up, glanced at Ying Wuchou with a sad expression, and then walked away. In this situation, he didn't know what to say.
"Why?!"
Ying Wuchou suddenly roared, and his voice was drowned in the noisy rain. Qianyu stopped and did not dare to look at the expression on Ying Wuchou's face.
Ying Wuyou walked to Ying Wuyou's body in despair, knelt down and cried bitterly.
The heavy rain fell like a razor blade, and the strong wind became more rapid.
"Dachang, do you need my help?" Qianyu asked with his back to Ying Wuchou.
"Let's go!" Ying Wuchou yelled again, his eyes red from crying. Qianyu sighed and left with a sad face.
At the gate of the city, Qianye and Qian Yuying were waiting for him.
Qianye said solemnly: "Thanks to that expert this time."
"You all know?"
"We came here with Wuchou." Qianye replied, "It's just that you didn't notice us."
"Father, is what we are doing right or wrong?" Qianyu had doubts about his behavior.
Qianye said in a deep voice: "If you don't kill him, he will kill you. There is no real right or wrong in this matter."
"The biggest victims of this family fight are not Yuan Lie and Ying Wuyou, but Da Changchang." Qianyu said.
"If he is willing, Ying Wuyou's funeral can be funded by Qianjia." Qianye said.
Qianyu smiled bitterly and said, "If I were him, I would definitely refuse."
"That's true." Qianye also smiled bitterly and said, "We are his enemies who killed his father. If he didn't seek revenge from us on the spot, it would be an act of kindness. Of course, it is impossible for us to hold a funeral for his father."
"What don't we do?" Qian Yuying asked word by word.
"We can't do anything." Qianyu replied decisively, "We can only let time heal the trauma in Da Chang's heart."
Qianye and Qian Yuying both remained silent. After a while, Qianye said, "Go back."
"Yes." Qianyu nodded, looked at the ruins again, and then entered the city without looking back.
Five days later.
Ying Wuyou held a simple funeral for Ying Wuyou. Everyone in the city lord's mansion was covered with mourning. He sold all the jewelry and medicinal materials in the city lord's mansion at low prices to barely scrape together enough funds. Qianjia took the initiative to contribute, and was Ying Wuyou's wife.
Wuyou refused.
After the funeral, the city lord's mansion became an empty shell. The guards and servants left and dispersed. Only Ying Wuchou was left in the huge mansion. He stayed in the mansion all day, drinking to drown his sorrows and refusing anyone.
's visit.
The Yuan Family and the City Lord's Mansion were both destroyed, and the biggest beneficiary was Qianjia. Qianjia became the overlord of Qingyan City, and controlled the trade area, monopolized the market, and made a lot of money. Qianye would wake up happy every day when he went to bed.
In the quiet courtyard, Qianyu sweated profusely, and his clothes were soaked, so he took off his shirt, exposing his upper body naked, revealing his bronzed skin and perfect muscle lines, showing a strong sense of strength.
Punch after punch was struck, each punch carrying a steady force. Qianyu had three speed-increasing seals on each of his arms. While the energy in his body was being consumed, new energy was constantly entering his body.
Make supplements.
If he continues to practice like this, Qianyu has a hunch that he will be able to break through in less than half a month!
"Little guy." A middle-aged man wearing a gray tattered monk's robe suddenly appeared in the courtyard, startling Qianyu.
"Senior, next time you come to see me for something, can you inform me in advance?" Qianyu immediately stopped his stance and said with cupped fists.
"Stop calling me senior, my name is Zhao Yangtian." Zhao Yangtian said lightly.
"I've met Senior Zhao."
"I told you not to call me senior!"
"Junior knows my mistake. I don't know how senior wants me to call senior. Please give me some advice."
"Uh..." Zhao Yangtian rolled his eyes and said, "Little guy, did you see the boxing technique you just practiced on the stone wall of the cave?"
"Yes." Qianyu admitted truthfully.
"Do you know who created this boxing technique?"
Qianyu guessed: "Senior Princess?"
"I created it," Zhao Yangtian said calmly, "This boxing technique is called Thunderbolt Invincible Five Thunder Palms..."
"Senior, it's obviously a boxing technique, why is it named Five Thunder Palm?"
"Isn't it possible? You don't care how I name the martial arts I created?" Zhao Yangtian raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Qianyu, and said: "You kid, you dare to question me, tell me, what should I call this martial arts?"
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"Thunder Fist."
"Thunder Fist? Thunder Fist..." Zhao Yangtian repeated it several times, lost in thought, and finally nodded and said: "Your name is barely acceptable, let's call it Thunder Fist from now on."
"Huh?" Zhao Yangtian's eyes suddenly fell on Qianyu's arm and said: "Little guy, you can also refine dog skin plaster? Not bad."
"Dog-skin plaster?" Qianyu had never heard of such a thing before and corrected him: "Senior, this is a speed-increasing seal, not the dog-skin plaster you are talking about."
"It's all the same." Zhao Yangtian smiled and said, "It seems that you got her Taiyi Secret Record and learned the spirit gathering technique."
"Senior is really good at predicting things."
"Stop flattering me." Zhao Yangtian said this, but he was very happy in his heart and said: "Little guy, since you have learned her spirit gathering technique, you can be regarded as half of her apprentice. Her apprentice is
My apprentice, please worship me as your master."
"Why?"
"Little guy, I rarely accept disciples. I give you a chance because I think highly of you. You actually ask why?"
"Okay." Qianyu thought to himself that Zhao Yangtian has the strength to become a god. It is not a bad thing to worship him as his teacher, so he knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Disciple, pay homage to the master."
"Disciple, no courtesy." Zhao Yangtian smiled with satisfaction and said: "From now on, you are my close disciple, Zhao Yangtian."
"Qian, Yu, brother, brother..." Qian Yuying came to the courtyard.
"Hello, little beauty, my name is Zhao Yangtian." Zhao Yangtian stepped forward without saying a word, took Qian Yuying's hand with his big hand, and then introduced himself.
Qian Yuying was a little embarrassed and didn't know what was going on. Qian Yu quickly came to the rescue and said: "Yu Ying, this is my master, Zhao Yangtian, Senior Zhao. He is free and easy and informal, so don't mind it too much."
Qian Yuying smiled and shook hands with Zhao Yangtian and said: "Little girl..."
"Little beauty, do you stutter?" Zhao Yangtian asked in surprise.
Qian Yuying looked embarrassed and nodded with a blushing face. Qian Yu explained: "Master, someone cut off half of Yuying's tongue, so it is inevitable that she will have some difficulty speaking."
"So that's it." Zhao Yangtian sighed and said, "What a pity. But luckily you met me. I happen to know a secret recipe that can help this little beauty regain her ability to speak normally."
"What's the secret recipe?" Qianyu and Qian Yuying were both a little excited.
Zhao Yangtian smiled calmly and said: "As long as you can get the saliva of the purple jade toad, you can make medicine and take it." (To be continued)