Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth: the reincarnation of the drama
Half a month later.
Outside Tianyuan Holy Land, a carriage slowly stopped.
I saw a head carefully sticking out of the carriage. Looking around, I saw that it was none other than Zhen Beifeng.
"Ahead is Tianyuan Holy Land, the fare is twenty taels."
The coachman pointed expressionlessly at the huge forest in front of him and the mountain as huge as a pillar in the sky, and said to Zhen Beifeng.
"Why is it still so far? Can't it be closer??"
Zhen Beifeng held the big silver iron box in his hand and looked at the huge mountain in the distance. He couldn't help but frown and said to the groom.
"No! No! In the Holy Land, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can only send you here. If you want to go in, I won't stop you, but don't drag me to die with you."
Seeing that the groom was determined not to go any further, Zhen Beifeng had no choice but to take out a piece of gold, break off a small piece with his fingers and weigh it. He thought it was about the same and threw it to the groom.
Although the gold was small, it was more valuable than silver. The groom took it and didn't care if it was enough. He bit it with his teeth and confirmed that it was gold. He stuffed it into his arms with a smile and drove away in a hurry.
"Are you sure it's okay for me to go in like this?"
Zhen Beifeng looked at the deep forest in front of him and unconsciously turned the ring on his thumb.
"Of course it's no problem. Can the master still lie to you?"
The sound of the ring came, and Zhen Beifeng didn't reply. To be honest, he still half believed what the ring said.
What kind of master? Even people like Ding Xiaoyi are just subordinates. If there really is such a terrifying existence, why haven't I heard any rumors about it?
But Zhen Beifeng had to say that although he questioned it, he could never produce any evidence to refute it.
Because there is indeed no discrepancy between the information provided in the ring and what I learned.
For example, Quentin, a second-generation ancestor and the patriarch of a declining family, did not even have enough authority in the family. When he saw that the family was about to be destroyed, he was still pursuing a social butterfly who was more than 20 years older than him.
This kind of trash is the stuff of jokes in the circle.
Suddenly, he rose up like a rocket, taking the entire dilapidated Sisir family on the wind and becoming the top super family.
Although the family is now disbanded, the huge network of relationships has long extended to every corner of the alliance.
And Ning Chen, at first, was just a senator under Sachs.
As a result, now, he actually holds the greatest authority in the entire alliance.
As for Ding Xiaoyi, that is even more incredible.
Even if others are geniuses, they have made unimaginable efforts behind the scenes.
What about this guy? A few years ago, he didn't even understand psychic creatures, but now... thinking of Ding Xiaoyi's terrifying power, he crushed and killed the aloof demigod Jia Baosan.
All these incredible things are connected together to form a huge network, but no one can find a clue from it.
Only the ring on his hand said that there is a mysterious adult secretly supporting him, which can explain these problems.
Now I have actually become the chosen one by that adult, and even given myself the number 55, which means that from now on, I will be on the same level as Ding Xiaoyi, Ning Chen, Quentin, and Marina.
This is simply pie-in-the-sky treatment. How could Zhen Beifeng believe it so easily?
If it hadn't been for this trip, where I had repeatedly considered it to make sure it was all beneficial and harmless, why would I have gone through so much trouble to get to this place.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhen Beifeng's ears twitched and his expression suddenly changed. He immediately turned around and saw a young man and woman standing behind him.
"Who are you! Trespassing on my Tianyuan Gate." The woman looked at Zhen Beifeng coldly, feeling that this man had a sinister look on his face and a cunning face.
Zhen Beifeng looked up and down at the young man and woman in front of him, and tears suddenly flowed down his face. He ignored them and just held the iron box in his hand, crying heartbreakingly.
"why are you crying??"
Seeing that he was holding the box and crying loudly despite his age, the woman became confused for a moment, and her face no longer looked as cold as before.
But Zhen Beifeng still didn't answer. He just held the iron box in his hand and cried: "Brother Jia...I have been gone for three months, and finally...wuwu...wuwu...brought you home."
"It's a pity that I, your brother, have little ability. I can only snatch your head back, but I can't snatch your body back. Now that your head is missing, it's all because of my incompetence as a younger brother."
Zhen Beifeng cried more and more painfully. The woman who originally wanted to ask questions was stopped by the young man on the side. The young man had already heard that something was not right.
There is only one senior named Jia in the entire Holy Land, and he happened to be out not long ago. Now, someone came up to him crying with a box in his arms. This must be too much of a coincidence.
My heart sank, and I realized that it was probably not the gatekeepers like them who could make the decision in this matter, so I quickly sent a letter to inform my master.
Probably not long after, several rays of rainbow light came quickly and landed in front of Zhen Beifeng.
"Who are you! Why are you crying here!"
The leader, the old man, stepped forward and asked.
Zhen Beifeng took a look at the style of the old man's clothes, and then hurriedly choked up and said: "I... I am Jia Baosan, brother Jia's sworn brother. We have been friends for eight times and have a life-and-death pact. Now come..."
Speaking of this, Zhenbeifeng was already crying, out of breath, and couldn't even speak.
Everyone who saw it couldn't help but feel secretly moved, and hurriedly injected spiritual energy into his body to help him straighten out his breath.
At this time, Zhen Beifeng stopped talking. He held the box in both hands and handed it to the old man.
After the box was opened by the old man, everyone saw that it was Jia Baosan's head on his neck. All of a sudden, the heads of the old men were spinning.
Not long after, alarm bells sounded throughout Tianyuan Holy Land, and all the elders were recalled.
Zhen Beifeng was even supported by several young disciples and sent to the Golden Summit Hall.
Along the way, Zhen Beifeng cried like a pear blossom with rain, and had to hold back his breath several times. His superb acting skills made Wang Cai, who was hiding in the ring, dumbfounded.
I can't help but sigh in my heart, some people, if you give them a dumb head, they can perform a life and death drama for you, unlike some people...
"It's really Mr. Jia!"
When everyone saw Jia Baosan's head placed on the dining table, no! On the round table, the expressions of several elders also changed suddenly.
"What's going on? Who killed him!"
A man with a big nose came out and looked at Jia Baosan's head. His small eyes were red. He stepped forward and grabbed Zhen Beifeng and asked loudly.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Beifeng cried more sadly than he did, and almost vomited after being teased like this by Big Nose.
Fortunately, several elders on the side quickly stepped forward to dissuade him.
"Brother Danyang, calm down, calm down. Thanks to someone who came to report the news, otherwise we might have had to wait several years to find out about this."
"Yes, Elder Zhou, please put me down quickly and speak slowly if you have anything to say."
After several people tried to dissuade him, the big-nosed elder Zhou Danyang put down his hand.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go of his hand, Zhen Beifeng grabbed his arm and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Elder Zhou! You must avenge Brother Jia."
The deafening roar startled everyone, but looking at Zhen Beifeng kneeling down in front of Zhou Danyang at such a young age, not only did they not feel that this person was abrupt, but they actually saw a rare glimpse of his true nature.
Zhou Danyang, who was still furious just now, calmed down at this time, patted his hand, pulled him up and said:
"Don't worry, brother, you are the brother of my brother Jia, and you are also my brother from now on. I will definitely avenge our brothers. But first, you can tell me who killed my brother."
Zhen Beifeng naturally knew that enough was enough. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he quickly stopped crying and said with a choked voice: "It's Ding Xiaoyi!"
"It's him!"
Everyone obviously knows Ding Xiaoyi, Jia Baosan said it when he came back not long ago.
But some people obviously didn't believe it: "It's impossible, how could a mid-level dragon level kill Mr. Jia!"
Zhen Beifeng's face was full of sorrow. He stepped forward and hugged Jia Baosan's head, and said angrily: "It's absolutely true. Speaking of which, it's only Brother Jia's fault that he... was careless!"