Master, I especially hold grudges!

There is a constant flow of people on the long street. Although it is only a small village, people's lives are still relatively prosperous, just because it is a place where birds don't shit, and ghosts and ghosts don't look down on it, so naturally they will not be disturbed.

Duan Heng was walking alone on the street, wearing ordinary coarse clothes, he looked no different from the people around him, but the aura exuding from his body was far from being comparable to ordinary people.

He was carrying a package on his shoulders, and the hem of his clothes was shaking quickly.

He walked a little hastily.

In a dilapidated shortbread workshop at the corner, an elderly man with a beard was stretching and rolling up shortbread pastry, busy with these two actions without having time to lift his head.

But he probably sensed a young man standing in front of the shop, reaching out for a knife and asking in a hoarse voice, "Do you want cakes, brother?"

Duan Heng pursed his lips and did not speak. After a while, he ducked into the shop, grabbed the busy old man, and accidentally dropped the knife by the table.

"Alas? You, you, you want to fuck?" The old man was trembling with fright, his beard trembling.

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Shi Fangyu sat in the innermost private room of Yuelai Restaurant, with his feet resting on the bench, looking at the sparse Duan family members downstairs. They were all small and miscellaneous trash. Isn't that death?

Besides, his apprentice Duan Heng is even more powerless now.

He remembered that before he died, he used his last ounce of spiritual power to seal Duan Heng's soul. If he didn't know the spell of the forbidden spell, even if his master came out of the gate with the help of an immortal, he would not be able to break the seal.

So Duan Heng is like an ordinary person at this time, unable to use spiritual power, he is at best a mortal with a bit more strength.

Just as he was putting the peanuts on the plate into his mouth, Shi Fangyu suddenly smelled a bloody smell, and then he saw Duan Ting walking in, with spots on his black clothes, Shi Fangyu knew that it should be blood.

Could it be that Duan Ting killed Duan Heng and wanted to be the head of the family himself?

Shi Fangyu couldn't help standing up and wanted to fly downstairs. He had already grabbed the railing on the second floor of the restaurant with one hand, but stopped there in a daze.

Duan Heng walked in excitedly with two packs of oil paper in his arms, ignored Duan Ting beside him, but looked around, and finally found Shi Fangyu in the corner, and waved his hand with a smile.

Shi Fangyu rubbed his nose, remembering that he was actually worried about Duan Heng's safety just now, and put aside the thought of revenge, a little embarrassed, turned around and sat back to the original seat, "Revenge is necessary." He warned himself .

However, this thought remained in his head for a while before it was squeezed out by the scent that hit his face.Shi Fangyu's eyes lit up, and he stared unblinkingly at the greased paper bag that Duan Heng, who had already gone upstairs, was holding.

"This taste is so familiar!" Shi Fangyu said to himself, drooling from the corner of his mouth, he hadn't eaten shortbread for a long time, and he hadn't tasted Duan Heng's handicraft for a long time.

Duan Heng is the most delicious shortbread among the cubs.

It's just that today's taste is so similar to Duan Heng's making it himself?

"This is for Shi Fu, this is mine." Duan Heng handed over a bag with a smile on his face, sat down beside Shi Fangyu casually, and opened the bag in his hand.

Shi Fangyu couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly opened the paper bag. When he saw the steaming golden and crispy shortbread inside, he almost burst into tears.

Duan Heng looked at him earnestly.

He opened his mouth and began to eat happily.

"Is it delicious?" Duan Heng took a small bite of the shortbread in his hand, and frowned slightly.

The oil is too much.

But Shi Fangyu was eating Zhenghuan, so he didn't have the time to answer Duan Heng's words. The taste was the same as what Duan Heng made for him in the past, but he didn't know how a small workshop in a little-known small town could have such a taste. craft.

After eating the satisfied piece in his hand, Fangyu wiped his mouth, looked up and saw Duan Heng was still looking at him, the shortbread in his hand had only a small gap, but it looked cold.

"Why don't you eat?" Shi Fangyu swallowed.

This sentence brought Duan Heng back to his senses. He looked down at the shortbread in his hand, and said hesitantly, "If Shi Fu doesn't mind, then this one..."

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Shi Fangyu reached out and snatched Duan Heng's shortbread, without any hesitation, he ate the part that Duan Heng had bitten before, eating with relish.

Duan Heng's smile grew stronger.

"By the way, you said that you are going to exterminate Guisen's chaotic beasts? Are you the only ones?" Shi Fangyu picked up the flagon next to him and sipped several sips, just like drinking fine nectar and jade dew, without being afraid above.

Duan Heng shook his head, stretched out his palm and counted the heads, "Several masters from Tianmen, as well as the patriarchs of Lingyun Shenquanzhan's five families, and some casual cultivators who came here to hide their reputation, there are many capable people and strange people , Shi Fuda needn’t worry.”

He seemed to be afraid that Shi Fangyu would go back on his word, and he opened his mouth to explain how powerful the person he said was, even if he got to Guisen, he didn't need to be the first.

Shi Fangyu didn't care about this. He swallowed the last bite of the butter cake, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, and then asked: "Hasn't the Chaos Beast been sealed by the Seven Sons of Tianmen together five or six years ago? Why do you need to remove it?" Drop it?"

Duan Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, revealing two lovely dimples, and his voice was as crisp as a copper bell: "Shi Fu knows nothing, but the seal of the chaotic beast has been loosened a long time ago, and there is even a breakthrough recently. If I escape, my Heavenly Gate will definitely be hunted for revenge!"

"Isn't it good to add a seal?" Shi Fangyu couldn't understand why he had to kill the Chaos Beast?

Duan Heng also frowned, lowered his head and puffed his mouth and said: "I said the same thing, but the uncles of other families all feel that the seal is not a long-term solution, it is better to join hands to remove it, it's okay..."

He suddenly stopped here and didn't say anything, and looked up into Shi Fangyu's eyes again, as if he was a little embarrassed and couldn't say what to say next.

"How else?" Shi Fangyu leaned back with his hands on the bench, and asked this sentence calmly, with a sarcastic smile.

"You can also get the Primordial Soul of Chaos to improve the cultivation of the major families and Tianmen." Duan Heng lowered his head and said in a low voice.

Humph.

He already knew that to eliminate chaos without hesitating to use such a great force, it must not be as simple as "subduing demons and demons".

Chaos lived in the ghost forest center all year round and never came out. If it hadn't been angered by a Tianmen disciple who strayed into the ghost forest center, it would not have killed it. It was also in that battle that the seven sons of the Tianmen teamed up to seal it there. .

Shi Fangyu was also seriously injured and almost died.

In today's comprehension world, there are not many demon cultivators. In the final analysis, it is because a long time ago, the world hated the way of demons. Cultivators have always taken it as their duty to kill demons and demons, and they will kill demons whenever they encounter them.

And Moxiu has always regarded himself as noble, and doesn't like to live in groups. Although he is aggressive, he only likes to fight alone, and he will only fail miserably when he meets comprehension people who join forces.

The soul in the body of the disastrous demon cultivator is the best tonic for a cultivator, and countless people have greatly increased their spiritual power with this skill.Later, there were fewer and fewer magicians.

Shi Fangyu looked at Duan Heng who bowed his head and felt guilty, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Just now in the market, when you were molested by that little white face, why didn't you clean him up, instead you waited for me to rescue you?"

"To be honest," Duan Heng was a little embarrassed, "Although I am the head of the Duan family, I don't have spiritual power..."

"Oh? You don't have spiritual power, why did you go to Ghost Forest with them and die?"

Shi Fangyu's tone was not very good. He poked his head forward and forced Duan Heng to hide back. The two of them looked at each other eye to eye without blinking. They didn't move for a long time.

In the end, Shi Fangyu lost. He turned around resentfully, and Duan Heng also coughed a few times. No one saw his hands folded on his knees, clenched tightly with white marks.

"Although I... have no spiritual power, but the fourth master, oh, is the Tianquan Palace Master of Tianmen, he taught me some self-defense methods... I know!"

When Duan Heng saw Shi Fangyu flinging his eyes, he hurriedly explained: "I know this is definitely not enough to look at in front of the chaotic beasts, but my Duan family is one of the six clans anyway. I don’t want them to laugh at my Duan family being empty.”

Seeing Duan Heng's face pretending to be strong, and remembering the contempt for Duan Heng in the language of the Ling family in the teahouse just now, he knows that he has not had a good time these years.

Besides, for a patriarch without spiritual power, the pressure from outside and inside cannot be underestimated. It is very rare for him to be able to do this.

"Haven't you ever thought that one day, someone else will be able to undo the seal on your soul?" Shi Fangyu asked suddenly, even he was startled when he asked, this shouldn't be what he asked.

Who knew that Duan Heng shook his head and smiled, his smile was full of helplessness, "It's useless, no one in this world can break this seal anymore."

Shi Fangyu probably misread it, he always felt that he could see some regret in Duan Heng's expression.

It's not the pity that no one can untie his seal, but the pity that the person who can untie his seal is not in this world.

Maybe, if he kills me, he won't hate me anymore.Shi Fangyu thought.

"Then do you still hate the person who sealed your soul?"

Shi Fangyu made a sound, and asked stupid words again without thinking.

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