Remember [New] for a second,! Boom, boom, boom...

The dark red bloodstains gradually fainted on the ground, until the soil layer under him was completely wet. Guan Jun's movements continued, but his eyes were full of tears.

mother...

He sobbed in a low voice until he completely smashed the soil monkey out of breath, then threw one away, and then walked towards the next one with the knife.

Daddy...

elder sister……

I thought that when I started, there would be no more hesitation and pity.

Because his family died so tragically in front of Guan Jun!

But in fact, it wasn't until it really started. Guan Juncai was startled... It turns out that these earthy monkeys are not monsters.

They also get scared, bleed, and die.

Feeling the loss of life in his hands, Guan Jun couldn't help but feel a little lost at this moment.

It turns out that Guan Jun may not be a born executioner.

He once cooperated with Li Huanhuan once, and the two killed a big living person. But that was also an act of desperation.

Now he is like slaughtering livestock, wiping off the necks of four soil monkeys.

Guan Jun's mood has a slight tendency to collapse——

Obviously they are all living people, why can they make such outrageous actions?

Seeing this, Wang Hao is not too surprised, even...

Guan Jun's reaction was also what he expected.

I saw Wang Hao and Li Huanhuan standing in a row. Under the indifferent expressions of the master and apprentice, all four eyes looked at Guan Jun and nearly collapsed.

After all, Li Huanhuan's situation is extremely special and cannot be used as a reference.

A young master who came from a family who did not worry about food and clothing, let him suddenly control his power and start an exciting revenge?

That's probably not something that a child with an even number of children can do.

Seeing that Guan Jun threw the short knife on the ground at this moment, the whole person hugged into a ball and began to sob slightly.

Wang Hao couldn't help turning his head slightly, and then said aloud.

"Try to comfort him."

"...Understood, Master."

Li Huanhuan was obviously a little unhappy.

She obviously looked down on Guan Jun's performance, but now that the master has spoken, she is naturally not easy to shirk.

I saw Li Huan happily stepped forward, she stepped on the small pool of blood that continued to form, and without caring, leaned directly towards Guan Jun.

"you……"

Li Huanhuan wanted to say something.

But after seeing Guan Jun's slightly trembling shoulders, the whole person couldn't stop shaking.

Her perfunctory remarks were swallowed back in her stomach.

Because she suddenly found out...

Guan Jun may be no different from himself.

Like a full-length mirror.

The subtle sympathy made Li Huanhuan seem to see his past self.

The little beggar who is still begging for food in the crowd, starving and living in fear.

They have no family, and no one cares about them. In this world, they are more like lonely souls without graves.

No way to 'home'.

Thinking of this, Li Huanhuan couldn't help but turn his head and glance at his master.

Did he know this, so he specially asked himself to come over to comfort Guan Jun?

Li Huanhuan couldn't understand, but now he just saw a little smile in his master's eyes.

Only children who have been exposed to the rain will know the warmth of holding an umbrella for others on a rainy day.

I saw Li Huanhuan hesitated for a moment, and then sighed slightly.

She walked forward slowly, walked around to Guan Jun's body, and finally stretched out her hand... She embraced the blood-stained collapsed teenager in her arms.

"You still have us."

It's like flipping an inexplicable switch.

Guan Jun couldn't hold back his inner sadness any longer. He wept constantly, but at the same time.

Inadvertently, let go of an obsession in my heart.

...

The three of them went on the road again, hurrying and hurrying.

Time goes around, the sun and the moon alternate.

Three days passed in a flash.

About is the boundary of Zhongzhou, inside a fortress in the fringe area. Although there are many restaurants, they all look like small families——

Compared with the common facades in Muyunzhou County, the restaurant here is not only small, but also has no guest rooms.

Seems like the so-called 'restaurant'.

It's really just a place to drink and eat.

"Storekeeper, here's some food."

I saw a customer drop out of the store, opened his mouth, and even let Xiao Er come out in response.

"Lai Lai Le~ You have a guest! Ouch... It's not easy to take two children on the road, right? Come, come, this area is cleaner, you can sit here."

The store's greetings are moderate, which is to make the customer satisfied with three points.

He first let the two little guys take their seats, and he said before he went to the counter.

"Give us more pasta, cut some cooked beef, and stir-fry two plates of seasonal vegetables, and we'll settle the bill together later..."

But before he could finish speaking, the shopkeeper replied with a smirk.

"Guest, are you from out of town? Hey... This is the land of Zhongzhou. There are only farming cattle, not beef cattle. If you want to eat that meat, you have to buy it elsewhere."

This remark made a few drinkers on the side laugh non-stop. They were drunk, and now they turned around and laughed at the person in front of the counter.

"Is Xiongtai an outsider? Hehe, Zhongzhou is no better than the barren land of Muyun. We teach the law and understand the discipline, but we don't like that!"

"Haha, Brother Yan is justified, justified!"

The man who was teased at this moment was not annoyed, he just smiled slightly, then turned around again, and changed his words to the shopkeeper.

"Then just serve some cooked meat. You may have more here. Children have long bodies, but you can't afford these things."

The customer is easy to talk, and the store owner is naturally happy.

As the so-called smiley face opens the door to do business, the store slammed into the back kitchen with a yo-ho.

After finishing these affairs, the man turned around and slowly took his seat.

As soon as he dropped his butt, the little girl beside him moved closer to three points, and then sat beside him.

"Master, I heard the current affairs discussed by those people on the road just now, and I just wrote it down."

This talking girl has long hair and drooping shoulders, and her face is stern. At this moment, she is holding a scroll of manuscripts in her hands, her eyes glowing slightly.

It was Li Huanhuan's appearance.

It turned out that Wang Hao and his party were working non-stop day and night, and now they have arrived at the border of Zhongzhou.

When Guan Jun on the side heard this, his expression froze slightly as he was sitting and waiting for the meal to start—he didn't expect this at all.

In this comparison, he is naturally inferior.

The silly boy was in a hurry, and his thoughts about eating were all pressed back. Seeing that he straightened up, he immediately wanted to speak.

"Master, Master, I..."

When Guan Jun opened his mouth, Wang Hao, the main lord, chuckled and shook his hand.

"Guan Jun, forget it. You can't do this. You should remember the method I taught you. First, consolidate the foundation of qi refining." Gu Li

As early as a few days ago, Wang Hao also accepted Guan Jun as his apprentice.

Now he has changed his name to Master, and it only takes a few days.

Although the relationship is still a bit rusty, but compared to before, it is still a lot closer.

While Wang Hao looked at the manuscript with unfinished notes in his hand, he murmured softly for a moment.

"This news is really quite a lot..."

And the most eye-catching thing is what Mu Yun's current situation is.

'Before the elites of the Eastern Kingdom lost their battle, a dead place appeared in Muyun territory. The person who entered was festered and died of pain...'

After seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

He had indeed considered the issue of nuclear pollution, but under the premise at the time, Wang Hao could not think of any other method that could have mass destruction.

If it had been earlier, Wang Hao might have found it a little tricky.

But now it seems.

"Nuan Ying-level monks should still have some methods to target..."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao turned his eyes around, and then looked at the next entry in Li Huanhuan's handwritten notes.

'Guo Huang Marshal Guo personally went to the battle and took over the military talisman. Li Ranxu was sentenced to prison because of his unfavorable hosting and mistakes before the battle. Soon... he was sent back to Xuanzhou for trial. ’

Hey, this **** is finally caught.

Thinking about this, it's not too surprising. After all, Eunuch Li did a little favor for him, but the Japanese army changed, and Yuan Ying suddenly turned his face...

That's the big deal.

Now Luo Shen lost his life, and Mu Yun lost a lot of troops.

No matter how to throw the black pot here, most of it is stuck on Li Ranxu's back, and it is impossible to take it off.

It's a life worth living.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao nodded slightly and looked down.

'Muyun's war is anxious, the last three cases are suspected to have changed, and the great master of Yuanying is reluctant to take action...'

This surprised Wang Hao a little.

Luo Chen is definitely not the only person with problems on Xianfeng Mountain, Wang Hao thought of this. But it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with.

After all, Xiao Jingran and Hu Yuanping are still alive at least, and if the two Nascent Souls are pressed down, all monsters and monsters will die.

I didn't expect it now, it's been three days, and it still hasn't been processed yet?

So much so that he didn't even respond to the wartime call...

"It seems... not quite right?"

Under the soft whisper, Wang Hao couldn't help squinting slightly.

The last three cases were originally linked together, but now dealing with Xianfeng Mountain is one thing. Whether or not to respond to the military call is another matter.

"Is there a conflict between Muyun and the military..."

Wang Hao showed a thoughtful expression.

He subconsciously touched the side of his waist, and there was something he found there, but there was no time to deal with it now, so he could only put it aside and talk about it.

"Let's continue to look at other things."

'Fan family grandson, Fan Yuchang died in the military camp. The clan is angry, and they report the Gu family in the court, which induces a scolding war...'

Fan Yuchang is dead.

This is not surprising.

After all, Wang Hao poisoned this grandson before, but he extracted all the paraquat left.

According to the horizontal comparison of doses, even an elephant should start to stink.

This old boy still held out for three days, and he is a skill.

As for what comes after...

"A conflict with the Gu family?"

This is indeed a bit of an accident, but it is still a reasonable content.

While Wang Hao was thinking like this, he saw the next one, but he couldn't help but go silent.

'Fan family, Fan Tian was furious and shot in public in the courtroom. With the Gu family and Gu Changsheng…’

The two Nascent Souls started in Xuanzhou?

Just hearing this news, Wang Hao's expression became a little weird involuntarily.

As the saying goes, under the feet of the emperor, what place is Xuanzhou?

Now the center of the Tang Dynasty should be there. And in such a place, the two Nascent Souls could not hold back their temper, so much so that they fought on the spot...

Who do they take Wen Jing's child to be?

This is obviously something that doesn't quite fit the head of such an aristocratic family.

That is to say...

Could the information be wrong?

Wang Hao seemed to smell some subtle odors, and he focused a little, and then he saw the third article.

'Emperor Wenjing wanted to stop him, but he was affected and he was seriously injured. Now he is recovering in the deep palace...'

Seeing this, Wang Hao's whole person was a little frozen.

What is this "news"?

The two Nascent Souls fought so hard in the court hall that they beat the emperor to death?

How could such absurd remarks come out of Xuanzhou and spread to the boundary of Zhongzhou?

Logically it should be impossible.

In fact, this should be the case - because Li Huanhuan's notes were also differentiated when he wrote these two paragraphs.

She wrote in a light manner at the moment, which means that there are not many people discussing it, and it is very likely that it is just a joke.

But Wang Hao smelled something different.

Because the fight before the court may be fake, but...

Emperor Wen Jing was seriously injured, which is very likely to be true.

"Change the way of thinking. If Emperor Wen Jing was injured suddenly, he couldn't explain it publicly."

"And I suffered in front of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and I couldn't fool myself, so I had to resort to this in the end..."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but recall something he had heard from Qian Fang in Jingde earlier.

Emperor Wen Jing was assassinated in front of the imperial palace.

perhaps……

Are you really hurt right now?

The imperial front was stabbed twice in a row, but no measures were taken. Just thinking of this, Wang Hao frowned slightly.

There is no one else for this emperor to be so virtuous.

The friction between the aristocratic families is true, and even more so when Emperor Wen Jing was injured, but rubbing the two facts together ~lightnovelpub.net~ turned into a rather ridiculous joke.

"Emperor Wen Jing, it seems that some of the public opinions are heading towards..."

Wang Hao murmured a little bit, and just as he was about to continue watching, the restaurant had already brought the dishes to the table.

Five meat and two vegetables, and then order a soup. In such a style, four adults may not be able to finish it.

But now Li Huanhuan and Guan Jun are present, but they are not under the slightest pressure.

After all, Qi refining is one state, and on weekdays, they just refine the energy and turn around, and the energy they need to consume is far beyond that of ordinary adults.

"Don't be stunned, let's eat while it's hot."

Wang Hao served the two of them with rice, watching them keep the dishes and chopsticks, while he whipped up a steamed bun with white flour.

It's not that Wang Hao has no appetite.

It's just that the cooking methods in this era are limited, and the dishes made are not as rich as those in the previous life.

Wang Hao, who was a little tricky with his mouth, naturally lost his appetite... But this big porcelain steamed bun still tasted a bit strong.