Fast travel, death collection system

If there was any major event that happened in the past three years, it would be the battle of leaving the country for the throne. The open and secret fights between the princes also caused turbulent waves in the court. Evidence of the murder of the prince by the governor Chu Jian.

A lifetime of loyalty and fame, and nothing left in the end.Wrapped in straw mats, there is not even a grave, and there is no place to worship every year. I am afraid that even if I go on, I will only be a hungry ghost.

Cang Moliu kicked the dandy whose face was as dry as grass with disdain, and sneered: "Promise."

Chu Wenjuan looked at the void as if he had lost his soul, his face was expressionless but full of tears, his panic was like a lonely ghost, and he murmured repeatedly: "Father, father..."

He was already hoarse and speechless, his lips were chapped, and he looked extremely miserable.

Cang Mianliu folded his arms and leaned lightly to the side, patiently waiting for the fatherless man to calm down.After he calmed down, he slowly asked, "You will be crowned this year, right?"

Chu Wenjuan's facial features have been opened, although he is handsome, but he is weak with Qi deficiency, which is the result of being deliberately doted on all the year round.When this person loses the pillar on which he relies for survival, the cruel oppression of reality will immediately overwhelm him, and he will never stop until his back is broken.

Pain, remorse, hatred... Countless complex emotions roiled wildly in Chu Wenjuan's heart, and finally turned into powerlessness and hatred for himself.

"Chu Wenjuan, do you want to come with me?"

Unwavering and gentle, indifferent and expectant, this voice made Chu Wenjuan lift his head from his self-loathing, revealing his embarrassed face.

He really wants to see what kind of power anger and hatred will produce. Will the accumulated emotions eventually lead to destruction?Or to rebirth.

"Do you want to come with me?"

At this time, the weak man who was expected to bloom the flower of life couldn't help recalling his father's honest and honest life in his mind, and even greater pain swept over him in the past memories.

The man nodded with red eyes.

"it is good."

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Tancheng has a beauty that is not found in other places. The lake water reflected by the graceful willows, the flat and smooth bluestone streets, the bustling wine shops, the gallant children of the rivers and lakes, the galloping red horses and relatives. Hit the sword.

For ordinary people, Tancheng is a place where gold and silver flow, but for Jianghu people, Tancheng is a place where martial arts emerge in large numbers. There are the most romantic and luxurious caves for selling gold, and there are also the most desolate and hungry beggars fighting for food. This is the dream of the poor, but also their nightmare.

In the high-walled mansion in the north of Tancheng City.

The ten-year-old boy who was no longer called Wild Gouzi, his childish face was already full of dull determination, his eyes were burning hotly following the owner who was pushing the wide wooden box over.

Cang Moliu looked at the servants who were still standing behind him, and motioned to give them the lonely copies of the commentaries that he had bought.

"Take it." Seeing that the already well-known young man was still respectful and restrained, Cang Moliu ordered softly.

Xi Ming bowed cautiously to salute, for fear that he would offend his god if he showed any disrespect.

Xi Ming opened the wooden box with his small but rough and powerful hands, and there lay a pair of daggers quietly inside. The one on the left was straight and sharp without turning at all, it was a sharp weapon with powerful stabbing ability.The one on the right is a curved blade, soft and round.The two sharp weapons showed their cold light as if they were going to break through the blades and complement each other, with hidden hooks and blood grooves.

The engravings on the handles are so beautiful that it takes just one look to imagine how mind-blowing it would be to hold these two sharp weapons.

Ximing's eyeballs were almost glued to it, and he took out the daggers carefully and carefully, which could be called cautious.

"Master, master..." As if he couldn't believe it, Xi Ming held his daggers in a daze.

"It is indeed for you. I have seen all your progress in the past three years. You can be called talented and hardworking. However, according to your current ability, it is still difficult to control such a weapon that has been honed through thousands of years." Cang Moliu has never been stingy with his compliments, and his handsome but cold face in front of outsiders has softened, "This is the reward."

Xi Ming never expected any rewards. He had already dedicated his entire life and loyalty to the man who pulled him out of hell. After these three years, he knew very well how powerful this man was. Be as wholehearted as worshiping and believing in your own Buddha.

"Cang Moliu..." A hesitant voice sounded not far away, Chu Wenjuan's complexion was pale, with thick dark circles under his eyes, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

Seeing that he was so hesitant to speak, Cang Moliu signaled Xi Ming to go down first, leaned on the recliner, and chuckled softly: "What?"

In a month's time, all his previous concepts were subverted, and Chu Wenjuan even felt like he was in a dream and didn't know what day and night it was.

"I……"

Cang Moliu waved him to sit down, with a natural arrogance and toughness in his manner, but he even poured a cup of hot tea with his own hands.

The voice was deep and soft, but it was like a fire, directly igniting everything Chu Wenjuan wanted to hide.

"Everyone has his weakness, which is not shameful. Even this is the characteristic of human beings. The important thing is whether you can find your heart's desire in the midst of being abandoned and tortured, and have a future without light or scruples OK. Do you decide to give up everything and sleep in your own dreams, or burn your will and ride the wind and waves."

Put the hot tea into the hands of the stiff dandy.

"What are you confused about? Fear that you will never go back to the old bells and lanterns, but the reality is cruel enough for you to accept it. No, what you are afraid of is not these, what you are afraid of is that you can't wait for the cruelty here. Find yourself again. Chu Wenjuan, ask the beating heart in your chest carefully, do you really want to be ridiculed and secretly scolded like before? Are you belittled for nothing? "

His voice was the only gentleness before. This gentleness was like a heat stream, slowly pouring into Chu Wenjuan's already stiff body, and it was like a flame, illuminating all the darkness shrouded in his heart.

Chu Wenjuan raised his sleepless face and said slowly, "What do you want me to do?"

Cang Moliu shook his head and said with a smile, "It's not what I tell you to do, but what you can do."

"I...I don't know anything." Chu Wenjuan lowered his head, and he looked at his pampered hands, which were so powerless at this moment.

"No one is born omnipotent." He took out a roll of dozens of papers from an inconspicuous place on the wooden frame, and tied a rope on it. "Look at it. It takes a lot of money to get these." I have worked hard."

Chu Wenjuan was opened suspiciously, and when he unfolded the paper covered with handwriting, the doubt gradually dissipated, turned into surprise, trembling, anger, and finally suppressed into strong and violent resentment.

"Why...why are they stirring up the wind and rain in the court, and finally let my father take the blame! Faint Lord!!" He gritted his teeth, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, "Fun Lord!"

The resentment that wants to eat his flesh alive, Cang Moliu looks at his soul that has begun to be stained with black with satisfaction, a soul that is manipulated by emotional distortions, it is indeed the most wonderful.

"I can change your appearance." He chuckled and propped his face sideways, looking at him with admiration, "Would you like to try?"

Chu Wenjuan pulled himself out of his hatred, and he looked deeply at the man in front of him who seemed to have never been restrained, who was more free than the wind.

"Why help me." Never think that this person is kind, and he is not a kind person, "What do you want?"

"Why?" The corners of his lips curled up, and he sighed evilly, "The court and the rivers and lakes are decaying, and they need to be awakened. The rotten things that continue to sleep always need those new and vigorous forces to use pain and blood To make them wake up, only in the desperate situation can they glow with the brilliance of rebirth."

Looking at the leaning man with a chuckle, Chu Wenjuan said nothing for a long time: "You are really an evil person, if your junior brother knows that you have such a face, he will probably avoid you too."

The two looked at the man coming from the stream in the distance, Cang Moliu showed a tender look of doting on the man, and said softly: "He will never know."

A jade crown is tied on Xie Lan's head, his appearance has matured in the past three years, Zhong Ling is handsome and elegant, and the vulgarity of a sensuality is no longer seen in his behavior.

"Senior brother." Yu Lan's smile brightened. He was wearing a long gown, and every step he took was elegant, which was not unrelated to his nickname of jade face and beauty.

He had just returned from the Concentration in the Hanyuan, Cang Moliu pulled him beside him, no smell of alcohol on his body, and nodded.

Xie Lan leaned close to his nose and let out a breath, her gouache soft lips were opened as if waiting to be picked, he sat up straight and leaned on his senior brother's shoulder, smiled with crooked eyebrows and said: "Smell carefully, I But no alcohol."

His eyes dimly swept over those lips, he stretched out his hand to gently rub the back of his neck, and smiled: "Good boy."

Chu Wenjuan looked at the behavior of the two of them, and wondered in his heart, are the two brothers and sisters a little too close?

Xie Lan's lips were slightly numb from that look, embarrassment and anticipation at the same time, his cheeks were slightly red, and he talked about what he heard at the Hanyuan Gathering yesterday: "I heard that He Ji, the owner of Yushan Villa, is going to marry Flattering only my precious daughter, three years ago this bastard released a message to use you to attract many sinister eyes, but he was trying to make a profit. We have a long-standing grievance with Congyu Mountain Villa. Now he is married to the daughter of the owner of the cloud valley. Maybe some shady means are going to be used to make a profit."

Seeing his resentment and worry, Cang Liu's slender fingers clamped the hanging hair on his sideburns, the jet black and the cold white contrasted each other, and there was entangled ambiguity in the glaring chill.

"Whatever he does." Sliding fingers slowly down the hair, Xie Lan stared at him angrily, with a smile on his face, "Let him have fun, and finally fall into the abyss in his ecstasy, wouldn't it be more interesting?"

Xie Lan was reluctantly comforted by his confident gesture: "Then senior brother, you have to be careful, don't be tricked by that bum."

As the days gradually passed, the people of Tancheng seemed to have discovered a strange thing. How come none of the little beggars who used to wander around and steal in the streets can be seen now?Unknowingly, those little things that were active in the darkest and evil areas of Tancheng seemed to disappear overnight.

And those little guys who disappeared are currently in a high-walled mansion in the north of Tancheng City.

Cang Mianliu opened up a fairly wide courtyard from the mansion. At this time, there were nearly a hundred young children around the age of six or seven standing in the middle of the courtyard. They were all disheveled and emaciated. Suffering from long-term hunger and environmental torture.

Cang Moliu folded his long legs gracefully, and he sat on a rather luxurious and comfortable wooden chair under the plane tree, with delicate and sweet pastries that the children had never seen before.The pastries made the eyes of these very hungry children glow green, but none of them dared to step forward.

That man is too noble and handsome, like a legendary god, even if he is sitting, the cold aura around him seems to be swept by violent wind, snow and frost all the time, his eyes are not the brown and black of ordinary people, but A light teal shade similar to gold, haughty and intimidating.

"Bringing you here is Ximing's reward for completing his first mission." The man said casually, with a cold expression as if he was looking at a dead thing, "You can fill your empty stomach here, but I And I never feed waste. If you want to be full, you can exchange your sweat and blood."

He paused for a moment, and changed to a more comfortable and elegant movement.

"Whoever wants to leave, don't hesitate now. I will give you time to think about whether you are really determined to stay. What awaits you is not some comfortable bliss, but you can also eat and clothe yourself warmly. Maybe you will live forever. You can't go back to the sun, you can only be in the dark, always in the dark. Now, those who want to leave, go out by themselves."

"Very good." He nodded, and said for the first time to the 14-year-old boy standing beside him, "They will leave it to you."

"Yes."

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At least one business a month, and the absolute danger and urgency, while accumulating a lot of wealth, the success rate of never failing has also accumulated absolute prestige.

Everything this elusive thief steals must have been hired.This kind of cognition has set off a lot of turmoil and suspicion in the world, and the bloody contention caused by the stolen treasure may be framed by the opportunity.

Obviously he didn't deliberately guide it, but the death points and soul points collected by Cang Mianliu kept increasing, and he was happy to see the results.The feeling of being a fisherman makes him very happy.

Sure enough, no matter how many times I have seen this kind of thing, it will be very interesting every time.

And in Congyu Shanzhuang's mansion, He Ji ruthlessly swept away the cups and refreshments, and he vented his depression furiously: "It's really unreasonable!"

The beautiful lady Qingli stepped forward and gently caressed He Ji's rising and falling chest: "My husband, don't get so angry, the most important thing now is to think about how to curb those rumors, so that I can get out of Yu Shanzhuang in time before it is damaged." Just make up for it."

He Ji also returned rationally immediately, and he nodded: "What madam said is true. It's just that the Shi family and the He family have died one after another, but I'm the only one who doesn't move from Yu Shanzhuang. I'm afraid it will also cause displeasure and suspicion in the two families." Congratulations Ji took the Qingli woman's hand and kneaded it.

"What's so difficult about it." The woman covered her lips and smiled, her demeanor was elegant and elegant, "Isn't my husband having a relationship with that thief? Just push it to him. Rumors spread like wildfire. It is also trapped here, why not let your husband's enemies do their best for us?"

He Ji's eyes lit up: "I'm really confused. Fortunately, my wife reminded me." He hugged the woman and regained his composure.