The mouth of the bag was opened, revealing the head of Wushan Huanglong.
Wushan Huanglong was hit on several important points on his body. He could not move and fell into a coma.
Chu Lang took Wushan Huanglong out of the bag and threw it next to the stone.
Although more than twenty years had passed, Wushan Huanglong had grown a beard and his appearance had changed somewhat, but Zhao Xian still recognized Wushan Huanglong at a glance.
He can recognize it even if it turns into ashes.
Over the years, Zhao Xian has suffered from pain that is worse than death. The belief that supports his survival is to find the Mist Huanglong and atone for the sins he has committed to Master Yan.
That way he would die without regrets.
Chu Lang not only found Wushan Huanglong, but also brought him to Broken Soul Island, which Zhao Xian really didn't expect. At this moment, Zhao Xian had mixed feelings, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart like a tide, impacting his heart. His whole body
He was also trembling with indescribable excitement.
Zhao showed his feet and used his toes to untie Mist Huanglong's sleeping hole.
Wushan Huanglong woke up so fiercely.
Wushan Huanglong saw that he was in a cold cave, and he seemed a little confused. Then he saw Zhao Xian.
Zhao Xian's eyes widened with anger and his face was as ferocious as a ghost. He hissed at Wushan Huanglong: "Brother Yan! Do you still recognize me! We finally meet!"
Zhao Xian had been tortured for so many years, and he only had one leg left. He was skinny and bones and almost lost his human shape. He looked completely different from what he looked like before. Mist Huanglong didn't recognize him for a while.
Zhao Xian raised his foot and hit Wushan Huanglong on the left side of his face, like a slap in the face. Wushan Huanglong's nose and face were bruised and swollen by this kick, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Xian screamed loudly: "I treated you as my best brother back then and asked you to take care of the child, but you stole the child away. You hurt me and Shi Yan..."
Zhao Xian's voice echoed endlessly in the cave, and also rang in the ears of Wushan Huanglong. Only then did Wushan Huanglong realize that the crippled old man in front of him, who looked neither human nor ghost, was his good brother Zhao Xian.
Mist Huanglong had a look of astonishment on his face. He couldn't believe that the handsome Zhao Xian had turned into such a ghostly appearance.
Wushan Huanglong's brain melon seeds also started to "buzz", and he looked like he was a ghost.
He never dreamed that Chu Lang would bring him to see Zhao Xian.
Zhao Xian raised his foot and hit Wushan Huanglong on the face again. This kick was even more powerful. The other side of Wushan Huanglong's face suddenly became swollen and two teeth were knocked out.
Then Zhao Xian kicked Wushan Huanglong one after another. Each kick contained Zhao Xian's hatred for Wushan Huanglong for more than 20 years, and also contained all the suffering and torture Zhao Xian suffered.
Wushan Huanglong couldn't move, and he could only let Zhao Xian's feet hit him like raindrops. Wushan Huanglong's body was also shaking in pain.
Chu Lang leaned against the cave wall, watching this scene with great interest. He also took out a small handful of melon seeds from his pocket and cracked them, looking as leisurely as if he were watching a play.
Wushan Huanglong was kicked all over by Zhao Xian, his left arm was broken, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eye sockets and nose bones were broken. Only then did Zhao Xian stop.
Although Zhao Xian wished to cut Wushan Huanglong into pieces, he could not beat Wushan Huanglong to death yet.
Zhao Xian's eyes were splitting and he roared at Wushan Huang: "Beast, tell me... tell me... where did you get Shi Yan's child!"
Wushan Huanglong opened his mouth, and a stream of blood came out with a few broken teeth.
"Ahhhhh..."
Wushan Huanglong opened his mouth wide. He tried his best to say something, but he couldn't spit out a word at all. He could only spit out a series of vague sounds.
Only then did Zhao Xian realize that Wushan Huanglong had lost his tongue.
Zhao Xian looked up at Chu Lang and said, "He became mute?"
Chu Lang nodded and said, "Yes, I cut out his tongue."
Zhao Xiandao: "Why did you cut his tongue?"
Chu Lang shrugged his shoulders and said: "Wushan Huanglong has already told me where the child who imitates Master Yan is. Since he told me, I cut out his tongue. Now only I know who the child is and where he is."
Zhao Xian said excitedly: "Quick... tell me who that child is and where he is now?!"
Chu Lang spit the melon seed skins in his mouth on the ground. He walked to the stone and looked at Zhao Xian with a strange look. Chu Lang raised his hand and lifted his bamboo hat to his back. Chu Lang touched the evil hair on his bald head.
Long said: "Why should I tell you?"
Zhao Xian was stunned after hearing this.
Chu Lang added: "When we made the deal, I only promised to find Wushan Huanglong for you. Now I have brought him to you. I have fulfilled my promise."
Zhao Xian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Indeed, back then Chu Lang only agreed to find Wushan Huanglong for him.
But now Zhao Xian desperately wants to know where Mian Shiyan's child is, so that he can bravely walk out of the cave to meet Mian Shiyan, and then tell her personally that he has found her daughter.
Zhao Xian came to his senses, and he begged Chu Lang: "Little Rabbit, seeing that we are all members of the Blood Alliance, please tell me. I live just to wait for this day!"
Chu Lang had no sympathy for Zhao Xian at all, and Zhao Xian had his retribution today. All tragedies were caused by Zhao Xian.
Chu Lang said: "I am no longer a member of the blood alliance. So don't get close to me. However, if you agree to my request, I will tell you."
Wushan Huanglong next to him finally understood why Chu Lang cut his tongue.
In this way, only Chu Lang knew the secret that Liang Yingxue was the daughter of imitation master Yan. Chu Lang could ask Zhao Xian and imitation master Yan Mantian for a price.
Zhao Xian said anxiously: "You said, as long as you tell me... I can do whatever you want, including death!"
A sly look appeared on Chu Lang's face, and he said: "You have forty years of skill, and you passed it on to me for twenty years. Now you pass it on to me for another ten years. If you leave ten years, it will be enough for you to survive. And you will pass it on to me."
The method is very wonderful. After all, there are not many people who can teach it, so you should teach it to me. If you agree to my conditions, I will not only tell you where the child who imitates Master's face is, but I will also let you see her today.
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Zhao Xian was extremely excited and said: "You are serious! I can see that child today?!"
Chu Lang said: "It's absolutely true!"
Zhao Xian was in ecstasy and shouted like a madman: "I would rather die than live for this day. To fulfill my wish, I will have no regrets even if I die, so what's the use of my inner strength? Little rabbit, we have a deal! I will tell you now.
You, haha..."
Chu Lang also laughed "haha".
Chu Lang sat cross-legged on the ground, and Zhao Xian also stood up from the stone. Just like when he taught Chu Lang the skills, Zhao Xian stepped on Chu Lang's Baihui point with one foot.
Chu Lang also felt that his bald head was as cold as ice.
Zhao Xiandao: "I have taught you my skills, and you understand everything. I don't need to say more."