Chapter 1118 I killed them

"There is someone again! The result is someone again!"

The man who jumped from a distance was a very majestic man, but his face was very honest and his skin was a little dark, so it was particularly distinct from the snow-whiteness all over the world. The posture he jumped over seemed a bit funny and clumsy, but this distance was especially what ordinary practitioners could do?

"You outsiders, if something bad happens once you come. The first time someone from Yipin Villa came, saying how beautiful and prosperous the outside world is, the old and young left and died. Last time, a few inexplicable people came, and Yanque left!"

"Dead too."

Xiang Qingniu replied.

The black-faced man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "It's you outsiders! You guys go quickly. If you don't leave, I will want a master?"

His face changed instantly, and his tone suddenly changed.

Because he saw the chef.

The chef smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to say hello. Unexpectedly, the black-faced man couldn't beat him, and knelt in the snow with a thud, bang bang bang and kowtowed three times. Every time he whipped, he was so serious and solemn, and there was no slim thing inside. Naturally, he wouldn't use any cultivation power when kowtowing, and the snow in the 100,000 mountains was actually very hard.

After three strokes, the black-faced man's forehead turned red.

"Get up quickly."

The chef hurried over and reached out to help the black-faced man up. At this time, the embarrassment and apology on his face became even stronger because he found that he didn't know who the honest man in front of him was. When he brought those people there, they were not old. The oldest one was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the chef could not remember the specific one.

"Master, my disciple is unfilial and dares to be harsh on my master. Please punish me!"

The sincere face of the black-faced man made me feel sad. Xiang Qingniu glared at the chef fiercely and went to help the black-faced man slapped off the snow-footed man: "What do you respect for such a master? He ignored you when he brought you here. What face did he punish you?"

"Don't say bad things about my master!"

The black-faced man took a step back and glared at Xiang Qingniu and said, "As a teacher for one day, he will be a father for life. This is what the eldest brother told me. Although the master has not taken care of us for so many years, he left behind a martial art to guide us in practicing. If it weren't for the master, how could we have the current cultivation level? The eldest brother also said that if you receive favors from others, you should be rewarded with a spring of recreation, let alone the teacher's recreation of the teacher?"

"A good man who is decisive."

Xiang Qingniu said softly, then pointed at the chef and said, "I'm talking about my junior, just look at the evil you have done!"

The chef opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to defend himself.

The black-faced man was startled when he heard Xiang Qingniu's words. He stretched out his hand and calculated with his fingers. He was shocked. He took a step back and knelt down and started kowtowing to Xiang Qingniu: "Master is here, and his disciple Sun Shiwan is so ruthless. He dared to contradict Master just now. Please punish Master!"

Xiang Qingniu was also shocked and hurried over to help Shiwan up again. He wanted to explain, but when faced with such an honest and honest man, he didn't know how to explain. If this was just a joke, it was obviously disrespectful to others.

Xiang Qingniu really doesn't know how to deal with such a person.

"There are not so many rules in this sect. I don't need to meet with such a big gift in the future. Don't."

He once again slapped the snow on Shiwan's body: "Actually, we are full of guilt towards you, and have not taken any care of you for so many years. Let you die here. Thinking about it, I feel guilty for my incompetent nephew."

"You can't say that."

Shiwan said seriously: "The eldest brother said that there must be a reason for Master leaving back then. I asked Master what the reason. Master said that Master brought us here must be because the climate here is bitter and cold, in order to train our will. After leaving behind the exercises, Master left because Master wanted us to improve ourselves in adversity."

"Is that true? Master?"

Shiwan looked at the chef and asked.

The chef opened his mouth, but he didn't even dare to nod. Looking at the loyalty and respect on Shiwan's face, the chef found that everything he said now was continuing to commit crimes.

"yes!"

Fang Jie walked over and replied to the chef: "The situation was a bit special at that time. After your master brought you here, your master's master passed away, so he never had time to come back. But as you said, when you brought you here, you wanted to train your will."

"I'll just say!"

Shiwan laughed: "Master doesn't want us if he doesn't come, but if there is any reason why he can't come."

After laughing for a while, he realized something was wrong. Because he said that his master's master had died before, he would definitely not be in line with the rules when he smiled like this, so the honest man immediately became frightened: "Master, I shouldn't laugh."

Xiang Qingniu wanted to hold the cook and beat him up. Where can I find such a good apprentice? When he saw Shiwan, Xiang Qingniu had long thrown Mr. Yueyingtang Jiu and Liu Yanque, who was making a big fuss in the Central Plains martial arts world. He comforted Shiwan for a long time before calming down the man.

"Master, who is this?"

Shiwan looked at Fang Jie and asked.

"this"

Xiang Qingniu explained for the chef: "This is my junior nephew, the same generation as your master. The woman over there is his wife, the woman over there is his wife, and the one over there is also his wife."

He finally pointed at Mo Ningliang, who ignored it and did not deny it.

Shi Wan was shocked, and his eyes changed immediately when he looked at Fang Jie. Not only was he respectful, but that kind of eyes were like looking at a god.

"Hello Uncle Shi, hello Uncle Shi, hello Uncle Shi, hello Uncle Shi"

Shiwan didn't know if he was calling, but he screamed with blushing face, then turned to look at the chef and asked very seriously: "Master, is our master moving?"

"Shiwan is honest and honest. Don't tell him anything. He is already doubting whether there is any sincere emotion in this world. I finally made him believe that everything you do is for his own good. If you ruin his last bit of beauty, you are the sinner."

The eldest brother sat there, looking at the chef talking calmly.

He was really calm, so calm that he had no feelings in his eyes. There was no joy or hatred, as if he was looking at an irrelevant person.

"I"

The chef still didn't know how to explain because he couldn't explain it.

"The most painful thing I have been in the past few years is not because there is no hope, but because I worked hard to make them believe that you are a good person, but in the end, only Shiwan believed it, because he is pure and good-natured. I once thought about what would I do if I saw you again?"

The eldest brother said, "My name is Ye Zhuhan, do you still remember?"

The chef was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"Before entering the 100,000 mountains, we happened to encounter the Mongols and Yuan people on the grassland oppressing herdsmen. Master said that practitioners naturally should be chivalrous and righteous, and resist the people of the world that dare not resist, and fight the people of the world that dare not struggle. Master said that killing evil people is to do great good deeds. So that day, all of us, except Shiwan, made a move. Even the young and three or four years old, staggered over and stepped on a dead body."

Ye Zhuhan said: "At that time, I believed that my junior brothers were the same as me. They all felt that the practice should be like this and that the world was injustice. So although they were afraid of killing people at that time, they were justified. I also believed that at that time, they were just like me, and they all felt that their lives were about to change."

He glanced at the chef: "But he didn't expect that this change was so heartbreaking."

He asked, "Is the Swallow Bird dead?"

The chef nodded: "Dead."

Ye Zhuhan got up, broke off a piece of solid ice from the frozen stone wall of Han Bing with one hand, raised his hand like a knife, cut a piece of solid ice into a regular rectangle, and then used his fingers to write down the words "The Spiritual Position of Junior Brother Liu Yanque on the Ice", and walked to the distance and placed it on a platform, where there was a Spiritual Position.

"I guess I died of evil."

Ye Zhuhan sat down in front of the chef again and said slowly: "He has become a demon. After being depressed here for many years, his mind and nature have become more and more violent. When he ran out to destroy the First-Class Villa, I didn't stop it, nor could I stop it. At that time, I knew that sooner or later he would leave, and sooner or later he would be killed."

"But even if he is a person who is unforgivable, he is always my junior brother. You may not be my master, but he is my junior brother after all. So when a person dies, there must be a tablet."

After saying this, he was speechless.

The chef was silent for a long time and let out a long sigh.

"Although I was entrusted by someone to bring you here, and I never thought of being your master from beginning to end, I was indeed wrong in this matter. I have a disciple outside. Although he is by my side every day, isn't I treat him the same as you do to you? I have never taught him anything, so he will do his own things. He also died. Your junior brother died. My disciple died, it is all my fault."

He raised his right hand and grabbed his left hand, then pulled his left arm down from his shoulder! This incident was too sudden and no one could react. Even Ye Zhuhan, who was sitting opposite him, was shocked and his face changed color, but he could not stop it.

Blood spurted out of the wound, and immediately dyed the ground with a scarlet red color.

"I owe it, but I can't pay much."

The chef put his broken arm in front of the two spiritual planes, then waved his hand to stop Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu from rushing over.

"It's the last sacrifice."

He didn't speak much, his blood was like a fountain, but he was so calm. I guess he had planned it long ago

"Actually, it's no different from Shiwan."

Fang Jie looked at Ye Zhuhan. The man who looked gentle and elegant, was sitting there, but his face had not yet calmed down. He never expected that the chef would do such a move. He was originally full of hatred for the chef, but at this moment, the hatred was shattered by the blood on the ground and the broken arm in front of the spiritual position.

"Do you know why he broke his arm?"

Fang answered the question.

Ye Zhuhan was silent for a long time, then nodded and shook his head: "I know he feels guilty, so he wants to make up for it. But I know that his broken arm is not just for this, but he should have something to say to me."

"He is not good at speaking, so I'll talk for him."

Fang Jie said: "He broke his arm because of guilt, but he wanted to dissuade you brothers and brothers, and two of them had died. The death of these two people had nothing to do with him, but they were inseparable. He knew that you were suffering in the past few years, so once you vented after you go out, it would be difficult to control it. This broken arm is to alert you and you can't follow your two junior brothers anymore."

Ye Zhuhan nodded.

"I actually don't know that one day I will burst out with anger in my heart, so I will go out like a bird and kill many people to vent. Once that happens, I think I'm no longer me."

"I hope his arm can remove the anger in your heart."

Fang Jie looked at Ye Zhuhan and said, "If you can't, you can try it with me."

"you?"

Ye Zhuhan was stunned and asked, "Why are you looking for?"
Chapter completed!