"Ximenyu, where are you?" Yang Qian already knew about the second master Ximenyu.
"Guard the grave of my second master."
"Hey, Ximenyu, you have to show your condolences. There is no resurrection after death."
"Say something quickly."
"Ximen Yu, more than 10,000 people in the Nangong family died last night."
Ximenyu looked stunned and immediately said: "It's a good death."
"It was a man named Xu Jiaqiang who entered the Nangong family town as a doctor. In the middle of the night, he bombed many communities and took away the lives of more than 10,000 ordinary members of the Nangong family. Among them were Nangong Ji's aunt and
Nephew, wait a minute, what's the news?"
"Xu Jiaqiang has the guts, but it's a pity that I, Ximenyu, don't think that the lives of a few ordinary people can offset my hatred. I want the Nangong family to be completely destroyed."
"I'm calling you now to tell you that today the Nangong family will hold a memorial ceremony in public. Do you want to come?"
Ximenyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go."
Grand Master was behind him and told Ximenyu: "Ximenyu, if you don't have enough confidence to protect yourself and your loved ones, think twice before doing anything."
"I understand!" Ximenyu got on the flying boat and left.
Impulse can't solve any conflicts. Currently in China, the Nangong royal family is very powerful, with as many strong men as the clouds. Even Nangong Ji, who is at the fifth level of biochemistry, is only a junior in the Nangong family. Ximen Yu has not even entered the field of biochemistry.
It is too difficult for people to kill Nangong Ji, let alone destroy the Nangong royal family. All impulses will bring all the relatives of Ximenyu into the abyss of hell.
Ximenyu came to Kyoto. In the large square at the gate of the capital, the Nangong family placed the remains of more than 10,000 victims. The coffins were stacked one after another, which was quite spectacular. The square was surrounded by white lanterns and elegiac couplets.
wait.
"Everyone, you have seen it. In the coffins piled up in the square, there is a member of the Nangong family lying. Last night, a sudden explosion took their lives. All of this was done by one person.
, someone, come and bring him out."
At this time, a strong man flew out of the sky and promised to be at the seventeenth level of the gene. He was holding an iron cage in his hand. There was a person in the iron cage. Ximen Yu knew at a glance that it was Xu Jiaqiang.
However, Xu Jiaqiang's face was resolute and not timid at all. He had already made up his mind to die, so how could he be afraid of others torturing him?
"Bang!" The man threw the iron cage to the ground in mid-air. Xu Jiaqiang was shocked and dizzy.
"Wow!" On the edge of the square, there were two more strong men, carrying a large pot. They walked to the center, put the pot up, poured in oil, added fire, and it was a pot of oil.
Everyone knows what the Nangong royal family wants to do by thinking about it with their feet. They want to use Xu Jiaqiang to pay homage to their dead clan members.
I probably want to throw Xu Jiaqiang into the frying pan.
Xu Jiaqiang's expression did not change. He no longer wanted to live. He had no relatives anymore and just wanted to follow his grandfather.
Soon, the oil pan started to boil, and steam came out. As soon as the person threw it in, he was immediately squeezed out.
The sound of salvation rang out all around, and a large group of monks were invited.
"Xu Jiaqiang, I now order you to kowtow to the tens of thousands of dead people immediately." A strong man forced him.
"Bah!" Xu Jiaqiang spat.
"You killed so many ordinary people, don't you feel any guilt at all?" The strong man said angrily. He was a strong man in the field of biochemistry. There were several strong men in the field of biochemistry at the scene.
"I just wish I couldn't blow up the entire Nangong family to avenge my grandfather who died in vain. The Nangong chicken of the Nangong family, my grandfather killed my grandfather if he didn't reattach his arm, and many others failed to reattach his arm.
The famous doctor on the upper arm, that bitch, I just want to become a ghost and haunt him in this life, so that he will never have peace."
"Bang!" A whip hit the iron cage, beating Xu Jiaqiang until his flesh and blood blossomed.
"Hmph!" Xu Jiaqiang snorted lightly without even frowning, as if it didn't hit him at all.
"Come here, prepare to throw him into the oil pan to sacrifice the souls of the dead tribesmen."
Xu Jiaqiang was taken out of the iron cage. At this time, he saw Ximen Yu in the crowd.
Xu Jiaqiang smiled slightly at Ximen Yu, and then looked away from Ximen Yu.
Seeing Xu Jiaqiang's last smile, Ximen Yu always felt sad. Maybe he had been a little unhappy with him before, because Xu Jiaqiang had a strong personality, but he failed repeatedly to Ximen Yu. In the end, even his junior sister had a different feeling towards Ximen Yu. He had
I really hate Ximen Yu... It's a pity that with the disappearance of Zhuge Xiangyun, a few years later, everything has disappeared. But what awaits Xu Jiaqiang is death.
Ximenyu didn't know if he could save him, but Xu Jiaqiang smiled at Ximenyu before he died. Ximenyu seemed to see his determination to die. It was his own choice to die. His last relative had left, and he had no worries.
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However, he still has one last wish, which is to meet his junior sister. Unfortunately, he does not feel that he has enough talent to become stronger and one day enter the fairyland to find his junior sister.
"Come here, get ready and put this butcher into the frying pan."
Xu Jiaqiang didn't struggle at all and burst into laughter.
Everyone present was moved by Xu Jiaqiang's emotion of laughing calmly in the face of death.
Especially Ximenyu, because Ximenyu knew that he definitely did not have the courage to die like Xu Jiaqiang.
Ximenyu still needs to live. Only by living can he take revenge and destroy the powerful Nangong royal family. Only by living can he have hope. Ximenyu does not have the courage to follow the second master and leave.
"Hahaha!" Xu Jiaqiang laughed and was thrown into the frying pan.
Xu Jiaqiang's screams were not heard from the oil pan, but there was clearly a violent struggle.
After struggling for a few seconds, Xu Jiaqiang climbed out of the oil pan as if he had unfinished business. At this moment, his entire body was disfigured, and his hair had been burned by the oil, just like fried fish thrown into the oil pan.
Xu Jiaqiang looked at Ximenyu and yelled: "Ximenyu, please, if one day you see my junior sister, please tell her I'm sorry for me. Senior brother didn't take good care of my father. Senior brother will always love her."
"Poof!" A phantom palm slapped Xu Jiaqiang into the bottom of the oil pan. This time, he never climbed out again.
Ximen Yu was in the crowd and said silently: "If there is a chance, I will definitely help you pass the message to your junior sister. Brother Jiaqiang, have a good trip."
Yang Qian said to Ximen Yu: "Ximen Yu, you have to leave quickly."
"Everyone, as you can see, this is the consequences of offending the Nangong family. From now on, if anyone dares to touch any member of the Nangong family, the consequences will be even worse than him."
Sure enough, as Yang Qian said, after Xu Jiaqiang called Ximenyu's name, many people noticed him.
Because many people in the Nangong family know that Master Nangongji was deposed because a mysterious woman avenged Ximenyu. Therefore, the strong men in the Nangong family knew that Ximenyu was back and must capture Ximenyu.