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At the same time, the Cui family in the capital of God.

"Master, Ah Da and Ah Er are dead."

The butler in brocade walked up to the Cui family head and said respectfully.

"..." Master Cui didn't speak, but his frown meant that he was in a very bad mood.

"Even Ah Da and Ah Er are no match."

"What is sitting on the base of Qiyang City?"

Ah Da and Ah Er were considered experts in the Cui family, but they still died without any movement.

"Master, do you want to report this matter to the royal family?"

The butler answered the call very promptly.

"This matter must be reported. Guys who can threaten Ah Da Ah Er's level can only be solved by the royal family."

The head of the Cui family waved his long sleeves and sat on the chair, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"But what if it's done by the tantric sect, what should we do?"

The housekeeper has been in the Cui family for so many years and is quite capable. He can get an idea for every question he asks.

"Absolutely impossible!" Cui family leader said firmly, putting down the tea cup.

"Those stinky monks from Tantric Buddhism will never care about the life and death of mortals."

"They are currently at war with Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, and they have no time to care about us."

After a pause, Patriarch Cui's thoughts suddenly became clear.

"That's right, the death of the Sixteenth Prince, the death of the two brothers Yunwu Yunyu, and Ah Da and Ah Er were all done by the same person!"

"This person..."

"If I guessed correctly, he is most likely hunting aristocratic families!"

"But there is no way that a mortal warrior can be the opponent of a noble family, and those cults are playing tricks on themselves, and they will not be their people."

The housekeeper began to help the Cui family leader to sort out his thoughts, but did not reveal the final answer to the mystery.

"Apart from Tantra and cult, there are only two possibilities left."

"One is a cultivator, and the other is the lunatics from Qianfa Tower!"

"Extreme warrior!?" The butler's expression was so exaggerated that his eyes almost popped out.

"They must be those lunatics." Patriarch Cui nodded.

"But the Ji warrior has disappeared for almost twenty years, why did he suddenly appear?"

"No, we can't be sure yet."

The face of the Cui family leader became gloomy. If the Jiwuji gang is really reborn, then these aristocratic families must be careful.

"Don't report this matter to the royal family for the time being. Let's observe it for some more time."

The Cui family leader temporarily gave up the idea of ​​reporting the matter.

Qiyang City is in the west of Daliang Kingdom, far away from the capital of the gods.

If those extreme warriors really make a comeback, the Xue family will definitely be the first to suffer.

"Send someone to keep an eye on the Xue family. If anything happens to the Xue family, report the matter to the royal family immediately."

"These lunatics must be killed when they are at their weakest, otherwise..."

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At dawn, Chen Heng got dressed and prepared to set off.

After a rare night's sleep, Chen Heng is now in extremely good condition.

This time he was not bare-handed. In addition to the Black Evil Sword and the Millennium Black Iron Spear, he also carried several newly forged weapons behind his back.

"Get up! Come fight with me!"

With a bang, Chen Heng kicked open Bai Jun's door.

This kid's mine method is not very useful for clearing out miscellaneous soldiers, especially when there are so many people.

Moreover, I gave him my God-Condensing Furnace, so I didn’t use the free labor in vain.

"Ah? Let's fight?" Bai Jun, who looked haggard, poked his head out from behind the God-concentrating furnace, startling Chen Heng.

"Damn it, don't you have palace guard sand? How can you still be so virtuous?"

"Been glued and played all night?"

Chen Heng stepped forward and carefully looked at Bai Jun in front of him.

His eyes were sunken and his cheeks were deeply sunken.

The whole face was blue-grey, just like the corpse that had been dead for some time.

"What is gluing?" Of course, Bai Jun didn't understand what Chen Heng said. He stood up weakly and opened the stove lid.

"I tried to melt spiritual iron last night, and it seemed to work."

Although he was weak, Bai Jun still had a proud smile on his face.

It's just that in Chen Heng's eyes, that kind of smile is no different from the flashback of someone who has just died.

"According to my estimation, I can melt all this piece of spiritual iron in about three days."

"At that time, I will be able to fuse all your weapons, Brother Chen."

"...How about you take a rest first?" Chen Heng was a little afraid to use Bai Jun.

In his current state, Chen Heng was afraid that he would die suddenly if he used a thunder technique.

"Yeah, there's going to be a fight..." Bo Jun put on his coat with dull eyes and walked out mechanically.

"Okay! Take a rest quickly! I'm going to die suddenly and burp my fart!"

Chen Heng grabbed Bai Jun's head and threw him directly on the bed.

"Well, then I'll rest first." Bai Jun nodded, took a pill and passed out.

"Alas..." Chen Heng sighed and returned to his yard first.

Chen Heng really didn't want to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers, but he didn't want anything to slip through the net.

We can only wait for Bai Jun to recover a little.

......

Not long after lunch, Chen Heng, who was sitting in the yard enjoying the breeze, saw a rosy-looking Bai Jun walking out of the room.

"Alive?" Chen Heng raised his eyebrows with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Yes, alive." Bai Jun nodded, with a small cloth bag hanging on his waist.

"Take it, come with me." Throwing the Jinghong Sword to Bai Jun, Chen Heng led him out of the Chen family mansion.

"By the way, I may not come back tonight, so there is no need to keep my share of the meal."

Before leaving, Chen Heng said to Chen Fugui, who was doing health-preserving boxing.

"Go early and come back early."

After getting on the carriage, Lao Liu drove the carriage towards Shigou Village.

Chen Heng's weapons were all thrown into the carriage.

And he was holding the Millennium Black Iron Spear and secretly exerting force.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?" Bai Jun looked at Chen Heng who was exerting himself with some curiosity.

"Are you constipated? I have laxative fruit here, do you want to try it?"

"Go, go, stay here." Chen Heng pulled Bai Jun aside and continued to compress the energy and blood into the thousand-year black iron gun.

"You know what the heck, I'm trying to hold them back."

"It's you, what are those big bags of stuff on your waist?"

Chen Heng asked, pointing to the head-sized cloth bag on Bai Jun's waist.

"Hehe, while I was resting, I made three furnaces of blood- and qi-tonifying pills, just in case I can use them."

Bai Jun opened the cloth bag, and a strong fragrance hit his face.

"You can keep it, I won't use it."

After saying this, Chen Heng continued to compress Qi and blood into the Millennium Black Iron Spear.

No matter how much Bo Jun yelled at him, he ignored him.

An hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of Shigou Village.

"The boss is here." Old Liu knocked on the carriage door and stood aside.

"Let's go, come with me to solve the last trouble in Qiyang City."

Carrying all six weapons behind his back, Chen Heng jumped out of the carriage.