Chapter 57 The Newcomer

   "Cangwu is the Cangwu of our Ye family. He got it in a proper way. How can we use the word greed."

   A member of the Ye family said seriously.

   "Don't say this nonsense, be careful."

   "Is what I said wrong, Cangwu..." The disciple surnamed Ye wanted to refute, but found that everyone's face was slightly cold, and looked around again.

   I realized that the occasion was wrong.

   But it doesn't matter, there are distinguished guests from the Ye family all around, so it doesn't matter if you listen.

  It is because he is afraid that some caring people will make a fuss about his words.

   "What a Ye family, Cangwu, he got it in a proper way." Chen Shen withdrew his consciousness and sighed inwardly.

   With Cangwu's current fortune, he has unified the ten countries, and there are indeed no enemies outside and no worries inside.

  Ye Chen defeated the sword-wielding elder Liwei, and no one dared to challenge the Ye family anymore.

   Those voices who were dissatisfied with the Ye family have long since dissipated.

   "If Ye Chen is allowed to break through Nascent Soul, I am afraid that one day, this sect will become a family." Chen Shen shook his head.

  The Ye family is ruled by the suzerain, and the family is indeed the only one.

   It's just that he doesn't know if he will have the chance to see that day.

  He doesn't think about these things, what he wants is longevity, how can he stay here all his life.

   "Senior sister also wants to have a vigorous love."

  Mu Xiaojin blinked her big eyes, looked at the couple with bright smiles, and murmured softly.

  If she is not dead, she will not think of these things, but when she is about to die, there are some things she always wants to try again.

   Bang Dang.

  Chen Shen moved the chair a little away from her.

  The other party's eyeballs slowly turned around, squinting at him.

  …

   Then, people left the venue one after another, and Chen Shen was naturally the first batch.

  Back to the courtyard, another three months passed in a peaceful life.

  On this day, Steward Sun personally sent a young man to Tianzhu Mountain.

   "This is the new body collector, talk to him about the rules."

   Steward Sun gave an order and left.

  Chen Shen looked at the young man. His clothes were very white, but his hair was messy and his face was pale.

  His consciousness swept over inadvertently, his face was expressionless, but his heart sank, a little surprised.

  Who's child, nine nails lock the dantian.

  The power of the divine nail covered the dantian, locking the cultivation base.

  And the remaining power of the divine nail erodes the flesh and blood, and it is necessary to bear the pain of the piercing heart almost every moment.

  So ruthless!

  The young man didn't speak, but just looked at Chen Shen silently, without any fluctuation on his face.

   "Come with me." Chen Shen said slightly, leading the young man to the attic.

   There was no communication along the way.

   "You should live here first." He pointed to Lu Changqing's room and said.

   After the other party walked into the courtyard slowly, Chen Shen returned to his home.

  But found that Mu Xiaojin was already sitting on his chair for the elderly.

   "Do you know who that young man is?"

   "Sister, please tell me." Chen Shen really didn't know this time.

   "His surname is Bai!"

   "Bai?" Chen Shen was suspicious and thought a lot, then his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Could it be related to that person?"

   "That's right." Mu Xiaojin nodded, and said, "He is the only son born to the elder holding the sword after he became a true king."

   "But why did he come here?" She wondered.

  Just like Chen Shen's habit, his consciousness swept over, and then his face changed.

   "How could Cangwu torture be used on him?

   No, there must be something inside. "

  Then, Mu Xiaojin turned into a rainbow and flew to the first peak to inquire about news.

   In the afternoon, she came back with a message.

   "The son of the true king made a mistake and was found out. In the year he was in charge of a spiritual mine, three hundred servant disciples died."

   "How did you die?" Chen Shen asked.

  Actually, up to here, he should be able to guess that the deaths of those handyman disciples are all related to that young man.

   "This person squeezed those handymen who had not even practiced qi training. He worked hard every day and night. Many of them were exhausted. More than 50 people were whipped to death by him." Mu Xiaojin said.

   "Who found out and reported it?" Chen Shen was silent for a moment, then asked again.

   If people who are distinguished by these identities harm a few or a dozen people, no one will take it seriously.

   But there are too many people, whoever knows will be angry.

  However, it is related to the great god, the elder holding the sword. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid that Cangwu will face the upheaval of the universe.

  Don't look at the sword-wielding elder who lost Ye Chen, but after those years of fighting, he was once regarded as a god, with great achievements.

   "I heard that he is a disciple named Ye."

  Hearing this, Chen Shen understood a little bit. He didn't believe that the disciple surnamed Ye dared to reveal it, and he was afraid that there was an expert behind him.

   Could it be that Ye Chen wants to take the sword-wielding elder?

   "I heard that the original sect had no intention of punishing this person."

   Mu Xiaojin said.

   "Then?" Chen Shen was puzzled, and soon he suddenly realized: "Could it be that one?"

   "That's right, the elder who held the sword personally asked for severe punishment.

   There is no way, the head teacher Nian has made great achievements in battle with the elder, so he didn't directly execute him, but locked him up and sent him to Tianzhu Mountain. "

  Chen Shen was stunned for a moment, it turned out that his father himself spoke.

  He thought for a while and asked again:

   "Isn't there a prison in the Zongmen? Why did you come to the Heavenly Burial Mountain?"

   "You don't even think about it, which peak usually holds the power of life and death?"

  Mu Xiaojin said angrily.

   "Understood." The former nodded.

  If the father and son of the sword-wielding elder were punished at Law Enforcement Peak, they would be like the family, why should they bear the pain of the nails.

   In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

  In the evening, while Chen Shen and Mu Xiaojin were drinking, suddenly, a young man surnamed Bai knocked on the door.

   "Can I come over for a few drinks?" he asked.

  The two people in the courtyard were taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

  The main reason is that Mu Xiaojin would not refuse, and he did not understand Chen Shen's crazy winks at her.

   "What happened to your eyes?"

   lll￢ω￢ Chen Shen.

  "I waited for a month, but he still hasn't seen me, asked me, and never tried to save me."

  The young man ate his food, drank a cup, and said.

  The other two did not speak, but listened quietly.

   "From the time I was sensible, I knew that my father is the real king, I was born extraordinary, and I should enjoy all kinds of prosperity and love.

  But when my husband was teaching, I skipped class with a few people, and he beat me up, and I couldn’t get out of bed for half a month. I was only seven years old at that time.

   Later, when I grow up, I see..."

  The young man seemed to be complaining, but was abruptly interrupted by Chen Shen:

"What you think your peers should do, you should do too. They steal and play tricks, but you are not allowed. They linger in the Hehuan Building, enjoying themselves and indulgence, but you are beaten. There is no other way but to get spirit stones from other sources. For example, stay away from Cangwu... Is this what you want to say?"

  The young man was slightly taken aback: "Brother knows what I want?"

   "No, no, no, I just think that if you are close to Zhu, you will be red and if you are close to ink, you will be black."

  Chen Shen shook his head. He couldn't be charitable and treat everything indifferently, but he never did anything that violated his principles.

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  (end of this chapter)