Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three: No Commonwealth
"Actually, I knew you were looking for me early on."
The Mirror Hall Master was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.
"Then what?"
"I'm actually waiting for you too." Ci Qiancheng smiled.
"wait for me?"
"Well, I'll wait for you to help me kill Yan Kuang." Ci Qiancheng said.
The mirror hall master's smile faded and he looked at him silently.
She couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, and the red marks between her eyebrows seemed to get deeper.
"You also know Yan Kuang..."
"I know that I promised your master back then that I would never do anything to anyone in your master's sect."
Ci Qiancheng looked at the Mirror Hall Master seriously.
"I can't kill Yan Kuang, but you can."
The Mirror Hall Master sighed and sat down on the ground, slumped there without any image.
"Aren't you making things difficult for me..."
She had a look of resentment on her face.
"As long as you help me kill Yan Kuang, I will protect Ye Wu from reaching the main altar safely at all costs."
Ci Qiancheng's solemn tone made Hall Master Jing deeply realize that there was no room for negotiation on this matter.
She looked at him puzzled.
"The one just now said he was Yan Kuang's son, well... he was the one who killed the people here, so is that why you want to kill Yan Kuang?"
The Master of Hall of Mirrors said, and then added: "But what is your relationship with Guihuawu? If you want revenge and life for life, isn't that kid already dead? I can help you settle things after his death."
Ci Qiancheng shook his head.
"I said, help me kill Yan Kuang, and I agree to your request."
The mirror hall master looked at him with a wrinkled face.
"Then you have to convince me. You know, Yan Kuang is also my senior brother after all. Although... but I come from the same origin as him, I can't say that I will definitely be able to kill him. It's a 50-50 ratio."
Ci Qiancheng glanced at the neatly arranged corpses on the ground, but even if he tried very hard to help them tidy up, it was difficult to erase those shocking scars.
"Half a month ago, Yan Kuang's son came to Guihuawu." He said in a low voice.
Ye Wu had already come back and stood quietly aside, looking at the corpses and feeling a little uncomfortable.
If he hadn't seen them laughing and laughing, then he might not feel so uncomfortable.
So he raised his eyes and listened carefully to Ci Qiancheng's words.
"Yan Kuang is a man who is addicted to wine, sex, power and wealth. His son also learned the true story. After accidentally entering this place, he came to the town. The people in the town have always kept aloof from the world and are very friendly to outside guests."
Ci Qiancheng chuckled lightly, and his figure became fainter.
"But this kind of friendship is of no use to such a scumbag. Yan Kuang fell in love with a girl who made wine and asked the girl to accompany him. Naturally, the girl was unwilling. He killed the girl in anger.
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The Mirror Hall Master pursed his lips, and there was anger in his eyes.
"Well, killing one person is not enough. The girl's family was also implicated and killed by him. Naturally, the people in Guihuawu saw all this clearly. So, in order to cover up others' eyes, he simply killed the onlookers as well."
Ci Qiancheng's body was filled with anger.
He took a deep breath, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
"What should I do if the onlookers are killed and are seen again?"
Mirror Hall Master looked at the corpse below and remained silent.
What can be done? Kill every one left.
"People are dead, but he still feels angry. He has a noble status, but he is being contradicted like this. But people are dead, and there is no one left, so he burned this thousand-year-old osmanthus to vent his anger."
Killing intent burst out from Ci Qiancheng's body.
"A Jing, I know you are in trouble, but I will kill Yan Kuang!"
"I have never told anyone about my origins. If I had no connection with Guihuawu, I would just kill Yan Kuang's son, but this is the place where I was born!"
Hall Master Jing looked at Ci Qiancheng. His eyes were red, his voice was trembling slightly, and his whole body was filled with uncontrollable anger and sadness. This was the first time she had seen Ci Qiancheng like this for so many years.
"I lost my father and my mother when I was young. I grew up eating food from hundreds of families. It was the people in Guihuawu who brought me up. Yes, the people in my childhood have died, but I have never stepped into the path of cultivating immortals.
I made an oath at the moment on the road! I will protect this valley in my life! Their ancestors are my parents who feed and clothe me! I will protect their children and grandchildren!"
Ci Qiancheng took a deep breath to make himself less excited.
He bent down slightly and looked at the Mirror Hall Master, his voice hoarse.
"But Ah Jing, I didn't protect you! This is the place where I was born, and this land is my parents! Everyone here is my closest relative!"
"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being."
"But I also promised your master that he and I have a life-saving grace, and you and I also have a love for each other. I can't do it myself!"
"Ah Jing...I can't bear it anymore."
He squatted down and covered his face.
The Mirror Hall Master lowered his head in silence.
In her impression, Ci Qiancheng was actually a very dashing person. He was a master of illusions and could confuse the fake with the real. He could kill all the little ones with a osmanthus sword, and he was free and easy.
This was also the first time she saw Ci Qiancheng in such pain, with disheveled hair and messy clothes.
The Mirror Hall Master sighed.
"Yan Kuang can't actually be considered a member of our sect anymore. It's just that since the master is not here, no one can expel him from the sect."
Ci Qiancheng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes bloodshot.
"His behavior was already a bit lawless when Master suppressed him in the early years. Now..."
Thinking of the golden elixir monk I saw in Shuihuaxianze.
The mirror hall master curled his lips.
"He has long since embarked on a path of no return. The entire Nanzhao people are in dire straits. They impose strict taxes. For his own selfishness, his own interests and desires, he has long ago ignored the lives of the people."
"So I decided!"
She stood up and patted the hem of her clothes.
"I will replace the master and clean up the family! Although it is not in compliance with the rules, after all, he is the senior brother, but what does it matter? The master is not here anyway!"
The Master of Hall of Mirrors patted Ci Qiancheng on the shoulder.
"As for your revenge, it will be over after you kill Yan Kuang's son, right?"
Ci Qiancheng's eyes twitched slightly, and then he smiled.
"Thank you."
The Master of Hall of Mirrors has taken the subsequent things upon himself, so no one can say a word about his resignation from Qiancheng.
Even if her master comes back, if it's a done deal, she won't say anything else.
The mirror hall master raised his eyes to look at Ye Wu and waved.
"come over."
Ye Wu stepped forward, still holding the sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand.
The Master of Hall of Mirrors took a look, thoughtfully, and then said: "Come on, let's get to know each other formally. This is Ciqian City, I told you."
Ye Wu very obediently said: "Hello, Master Qiancheng...Thank you, uncle!"
Ci Qiancheng stood up, looked at him, and immediately patted his shoulder.
"He's a good boy."
"Uncle, I'll give you this sweet-scented osmanthus." Ye Wu handed him the sweet-scented osmanthus.
Ci Qiancheng smiled, his eyes were a little dazed, but he said: "Take it, maybe you can use it."