Qingzheng snorted coldly again: "Dad, why are you sighing? If you sigh again, your hair will fall out. Isn't it just a waste? If you want me to say, just use a knife and let him go to see the King of Hell..."

Qing Chutian shouted loudly and said, "Shut up, Zheng'er, is this what you should say? What family is our Qing family? How can we do such a thing that goes against the righteous morality?"

In fact, Qing Chutian suddenly had this idea in his heart. If Zi Su died, it seemed that Qing Ling's engagement would indeed become invalid, and he could continue to fulfill the agreement reached with the Hei Family.

But Qing Chutian was shocked by the family motto of the Qing family and the long-formed concepts.

How could he think so? How dare he think so? He quickly abandoned the evil thoughts that emerged.

One thought can become an immortal, and one thought can fall into a demon.

He didn't know that justice and evil were always only in one thought.

When this thought came to his mind, he was actually not far from the abyss of evil.

Can he control the evil thoughts hidden in his heart? No one can predict it.

Qingzheng snorted: "It is said in the book that there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. For the sake of interests, even friends can betray them, let alone the illusory so-called righteous morality. Humph, compared to the hypocritical style of decency, I believe more in the idea that the evil strong men are kings. Whoever is powerful will be the boss."

Qing Chutian slapped the table again and sneered: "Very good! Whoever is good is the boss, right? According to this theory, you will never be the boss in this way! Qingzheng, please listen to me. In the next few months, you will have to practice Qingyun magic skills for at least ten hours every day, and practice Qingyun sword technique for two hours, because I will register for you to take the 500th Martial Arts Examination of the Empire. If your county exam is eliminated, my Qing family will not be able to afford this person."

Qingzheng said with a sad face: "Dad, I don't want to practice qigong. Please, I really don't want to practice qigong, because I know that no matter how I practice, I can't catch up with her."

Qing Chutian cursed angrily: "What are you saying? Do you want to irritate me to death?" In a rage, he couldn't help but waved Qing Zheng to slap her heavily in the face.

Qingzheng was so incited that she fell to the ground. She simply lay on the ground without getting up. She covered her face and said coldly: "Dad, you hit me, you actually hit me. After so many years, you have never hit me in my memory. I didn't expect that today, in order to force me to practice martial arts, you hit me so hard. I will always remember this slap."

Qing Chutian regretted it after slapping it. His wife was accustomed to miscarriage and finally gave birth to Qing Zheng, the daughter. He has always regarded it as a treasure. Even if Qing Zheng is naughty, he is reluctant to give up and scold him at most.

"What are you doing? Are you hitting your daughter like this? What if it is broken?" Lu Yan glared at Qing Chutian fiercely, then helped Qing Zheng up, hugged her in her arms, rubbed her face and said softly: "Zheng'er doesn't hurt, mom has already scolded your father."

Qingzheng cried and said, "Dad is so fierce, it's better for mom!" But no one saw it, and there were no tears in her crying eyes.

Qing Chutian looked at his wife and daughter and sighed in his heart: "What a kind mother is so cruel."

...

On the Wanba Ridge.

A young man wearing a sky blue Wumeng Daily work clothes was running on the snow with his bag cross-body and running on the snow.

His name is Fang Yuan, and he is a disciple of the Huolong County Branch of the [Tai Chi Sect]. He has just started his tutor.

Survival is not easy these days, and it is even more difficult to find a good job, so he had to find a job in Wumeng to deliver reports and letters.

Although Wanbeast Village is very small and has a population of more than 100, there is a royal villa Wanbeast Villa next to it, so this newspaper delivery point is quite important.

Every morning, he would walk dozens of miles of mountain road and deliver newspapers and letters here in time.

Fang Yuan is a diligent and clever person. In order to achieve better results in the next 500th Martial Arts Examination, he had to take the opportunity to practice Tai Chi Light Art [Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada] on the way.

It’s true that on this steep Wanbeast Ridge, over the past few months, he has practiced excellent body skills, and his true qi and endurance have also improved greatly.

As usual, the residents of Wanzou Village had already gotten up at this time.

But today Fang Yuan felt something was wrong, and the whole village was terriblely quiet.

And as he walked into the entrance of the village, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Oops, something must have happened!

Fang Yuan's face changed drastically, and he quickly ran to the village. After running for more than ten meters, he saw more than a dozen old men covered in blood lying on the square of the village.

Usually in the morning, they usually exercise in the square. The lives that were alive yesterday have now become dead bodies.

Who is so cruel to kill these old men who are in seclusion in the mountains and villages?

Fang Yuan was filled with righteous indignation. He decided to take a closer look, then report to the Wumeng, asking them to send masters to find the murderer and bring them to justice, and give these old men a fairness so that they can rest in peace in the nine springs.

Just as he leaned over to check the cause of death of an old man, a group of people suddenly appeared in the distance, all wearing purple outfits and running towards this direction.

Fang Yuan was shocked. If these people had just died, they appeared here, would they be misunderstood?

Sure enough, the group of people quickly surrounded him.

A man and a woman stood up, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.

The man had an inexplicable majesty, which was very different from the original one, but Fang Yuan still felt familiar with him the more he looked at him.

He suddenly woke up and blurted out: "You are the Queen's fiancé, Master Zi Su?!"

"I am!" Zi Su nodded and bowed and smiled, "Brother Fang Yuan, thank you for pulling me on the mountain last time, otherwise I would have died long ago, so how could I get engaged to the Queen? By the way, how did you know that I am engaged to the Queen?"

In fact, the original Zi Su couldn't stand the torture of cold poison. He wanted to jump off the cliff and commit suicide while Zi Yun and Zi Ying were away, but was pulled by Fang Yuan who was passing by.

Fang Yuan bowed and said, "It's so easy to ask. As for how I know the news of your engagement with the Queen, it's very simple. I saw it from the Wumeng Daily, which published the Queen's edict to the world and announced the news of your engagement."

As he said that, he took out a newspaper from his bag and handed it to Zi Su.

After Zi Su brought it over, she saw Qing Ling’s announcement of the world at a glance, mainly because the front page headlines were too conspicuous.

There are also portraits of him and Queen Qingling on it, and his painting skills are absolutely superb, making him vivid and handsome.

However, now is not the time to appreciate oneself, so he has to quickly find out if there are any survivors in the village.

He returned the newspaper to Fang Yuan and asked, "Brother Fang Yuan, have you just arrived? Have you seen the murderer?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "No, I think I'm one step late."

Zi Su waved his hand and said, "Then let's go and look around to find out if there are any living villagers. Then come back here and I will be with you."

Zi Su and Zi Yun walked together, and every time they walked into a room, their hearts would shrink.

It was so miserable that there was no living anywhere, and even the oldest child was not spared.

These are all honest and simple mountain people who are unscrupulous and honest. Who is the one who takes the harsh action? If I know, I must let them pay their blood debts!
Chapter completed!