Huang Conglong knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said nothing.
His clothes were torn, and his chest was covered with dense bloodstains and some shocking wounds.
In front of him, standing upright was the angry Huang Zhongting.
He looked down at Huang Conglong coldly: "I ask for the last time, where is Xia Yuan?"
Arriving at the stronghold, Huang Zhongting found Huang Conglong as expected.
However, what he didn't expect was that the latter would deny Xia Yuan's presence in vain.
He raised his face covered with blood and continued to quibble: "Father, what kind of ecstasy did you take? You believe everything the boy named Xia says. I really have never met his father."
While talking, Huang Conglong shed tears of grievance.
But none of this worked in front of Huang Zhongting. He took out a whip and said with a livid face: "You are stubborn!"
Snapped--
With a crisp sound, the whip whipped out suddenly, leaving a long bloodstain on Huang Conglong's face, running through half of his cheek.
"Father, I really don't know where Xia Yuan is! I really don't know..." Huang Conglong gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
He didn't believe what Huang Zhongting could do to him.
Unfortunately, he obviously underestimated Huang Zhongting's determination.
"You disappoint me so much." Huang Zhongting slowly closed his eyes, but the whip in his hand tightened a little, as if he had made some kind of determination.
"Since we can't find Xia Yuan, then, as Xia Qingchen said, let's trade your head for Ding'er's life." When Huang Zhongting opened his eyes again, his eyes were cold and heartless.
Huang Conglong was clever and had a bad feeling: "Father, are you going to take my life for an insignificant person?"
Huang Zhongting grabbed it with his palm, and a ball of pure moon power was spitting out like a flame.
He walked slowly towards Huang Conglong and said in a cold voice: "He is your brother-in-law, not a little person!"
Staring at Huang Conglong, he was extremely disappointed: "You are hopeless, just trade your life for Ding'er's life. At least he still has hope of being reshaped!"
Huang Zhongting always felt that Huang Conglong's success was all due to Huang Conglong.
It was he who instigated Huang Wending openly and secretly, and taught a child with a pure nature to become a shameless person just like him.
Huang Conglong's despicability has penetrated deep into his bones and cannot be corrected, but Huang Wending still has the possibility of enlightenment.
Feeling the murderous intention from his father, Huang Conglong's psychological defense finally collapsed and he hurriedly said: "Wait!"
"Are you finally willing to say it?" Huang Zhongting snorted coldly.
The latter looked frightened and said, "I really don't know where Xia Yuan is."
Huang Zhongting suddenly flashed with anger: "Still quibbling!"
"No, no! What I said is true." Huang Conglong said aggrievedly: "I did kidnap Xia Yuan, but he was kidnapped by others on the way!"
In response, Huang Zhongting laughed angrily: "You think Xia Qingchen is stupid, will you believe what you say?"
You kidnapped the person, and now he is missing, but you say he was kidnapped by someone else?
Who would believe this if you say it?
"It's true!" Huang Conglong said anxiously: "I swear to the ancestors of the Huang family that everything I said is true. If there is even half a lie, there will be five thunders from heaven!"
Swearing in the name of ancestors is actually no joke. The ancestors of the Huang family are gods in heaven.
The oaths sworn are likely to come true.
Huang Zhongting couldn't help but be surprised. If Huang Conglong hadn't lied, who would have kidnapped Xia Yuan?
"When did it happen?" Huang Zhongting asked.
Huang Conglong sighed bitterly: "Just five or six days ago."
Five or six days ago, it was the moment Xia Qingchen disappeared. Who would kidnap Xia Yuan at this time?
If he was Xia Qingchen's enemy, there would be no need to do this.
At that time, Xia Qingchen was hunted by Yue Zun and was widely considered to have fallen.
If the other party wants to retaliate and vent their anger, they can just kill Xia Yuan on the spot. Why bother to kidnap him?
Huang Zhongting looked troubled, how should he explain to Xia Qingchen?
He believed Huang Conglong's oath, but Xia Qingchen categorically did not believe it.
"Father, do you believe me?" Huang Conglong observed his words and knew that he had escaped a disaster.
Huang Zhongting snorted: "Aren't you the one who caused the trouble?"
He looked around: "Say, what are you doing here?"
In the present situation of the demon clan, Huang Conglong is no longer staying at the gate of hell, so what is his purpose of running here alone?
Huang Conglong said quickly: "Father, I am tracing Xia Yuan's whereabouts and have found some clues."
Huang Zhongting, who had already given up, regained a glimmer of hope: "Where is it?"
Huang Conglong said seriously: "Father came just in time. I found out that the person who kidnapped him had been to a dangerous place. I am weak and dare not approach him."
With Huang Conglong's strength, not only Liangjing is invincible, but there are very few people who can defeat him.
Who is so capable that Huang Conglong is so afraid?
"You mean, the Yu family?" Huang Zhongting's eyes were deep.
Looking at Liangjing, there are only two major forces that Huang Conglong cares about, one is the royal family, and the other is the unfathomable Yu family lineage.
The royal family currently has insufficient self-protection and is fully committed to dealing with the invasion of demons. It will never create unnecessary problems or do meaningless things.
Only the Yu family, with their feud with the Xia family, can understand everything they do.
"Yes!" Huang Conglong said: "If father feels it is necessary to rescue Xia Yuan, I think I can lead the way."
Huang Zhongting said without thinking: "Let's go!"
At that time.
In front of the gate of hell.
The moon was as bright as water. Xia Qingchen sat outside the camp, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, her back silhouette lonely and lonely.
His heart is like the starry sky at night.
Quiet and empty.
There are only a few starlights, which seem to remain in the past and embellish the heart with a faint light.
Tick-tock——
A drop of dew slipped from the eaves and fell into the muddy soil, disappearing without a trace.
Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm: "You have been standing here for so long, come up!"
Under the eaves, a girl in pink clothes was waiting quietly with a short dagger in her arms.
The hair on his forehead was contaminated by the moisture at noon, and the water droplets condensed into it were almost ready to drip.
"Did you know I was here early?" Yue Mingzhu had arrived long ago, arriving at the agreed place before the third watch.
She whispered softly, jumped up to the tent, stopped several dozen feet away, and looked directly at Xia Qingchen: "Many people have told me about our affairs."
Xia Qingchen's eyes did not change, and Yue Mingzhu said again: "But, I don't believe it."
"Memory is not what others say it is. I haven't experienced it, so I don't have it." Yue Mingzhu was very decisive: "If you come to me just to say the same things as them, there is no need."
As a saint of the Dark Moon, she has a very firm mind and always only believes in her own judgment.
The words of outsiders will not shake his inner thoughts.
However, she was a little surprised when Xia Qingchen silently took out the antidote from Yue Zun and gently threw it to her: "Take it and leave, the further away the better."
From beginning to end, Xia Qingchen never mentioned their past, let alone explained anything.
Because he understands that mentioning it is useless.
It will only make Yue Mingzhu confused and miserable.
The missing memory is forever.
All he can do is to let her get rid of the poison, and from then on, they forget each other in the world.