"This……"

Fang Cun didn't know how to answer after hearing the words of the goddess king.

One is that Tian Xingdao is really an assassin organization with little professional ethics, and it actually killed the employer...

Second, I think, why does it sound like Tianxingdao really treats his brother as his own person?

This matter was too important, and he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately. Instead, he pondered for half a moment. After sorting out many questions in his mind, he slowly raised his head to look at the goddess king, and said seriously, "This guess that the **** king said, is there Any other evidence?"

"If there is evidence, it is not a guess, but a fact!"

The goddess king sighed softly and said, "In fact, many people don't believe this statement. Because your senior brother's resume is clear and can be found, and you walk step by step, how can you have time to work for Tianxing Dao? However, there are indeed two things that do not It’s easy to explain clearly. One thing is that someone did assassinate your brother because he hired an assassin from Tianxingdao, but he was completely wiped out by Tianxingdao..."

Fang Cun's expression condensed slightly, and he raised his head and said, "What about the other one?"

The goddess king looked more solemn, and after a while he said, "Your brother seems to know the kendo of heaven!"

"The kendo of Tianxingdao?"

Fang Cun was slightly startled, this sentence really surprised him.

"Yes, a very powerful kendo..."

The goddess nodded gently.

When talking, she put her slender fingers together and gently pointed towards Fang Cun's brow.

The movements are very slow, but in this moment, it seems that endless changes and artistic conceptions have been born.

When Fang Cun faced this finger, he had a feeling of being robbed of his mind and unable to escape.

It seems that this finger should point to the center of one's forehead.

Fingertips lightly tapped on Fang Cun’s forehead, and the goddess king retracted his fingers and said with a smile, "Can you understand?"

Fang Cun was taken aback, did not rush to answer, but silently recalled in his heart.

But soon, he gave up again.

He found that no matter how he recalled, all he could remember was that simple finger.

The mystery and changes in it did not seem to leave a trace in the heart.

"This is your brother's sword!"

The goddess king spoke softly, "However, I am just destroying my spirit, and I can only imitate a few signs. It is rare to have the true meaning. If I really want to ask, I am afraid that the only person in this world who claims to be number one in kendo and has been with your brother. The female Sword Sovereign of the Ascended Dao who passed her hand can answer. Her comment to your brother is that the sword is not a sword in the world. Although he makes the sword upright, the essence is extremely evil and evil. It seems to be the same as the heavenly assassin she has seen. Yiyuan, but to a certain extent, it surpasses those assassins!"

Fang Cun realized that this question is very important, and asked in a deep voice, "That female sword master has also fought against the Skywalker Assassin?"

"She was not fighting!"

The goddess Wang said lightly, "She was practicing swords, chasing the assassin on the skywalk for a while!"

Fang Cun suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Although that woman is very unpleasant, she has always been serious in kendo. She saw that your brother's sword is somewhat similar to the heavenly path, and your brother has never denied it. Of course, there are even more irritating things. One thing that is suspicious is that your brother’s swordsmanship is enough to compete with the ascending Taoist female superiors. However, he has no inheritance in the swordsmanship..."

"Swordsmanship is deep, and there is no inheritance, and it is connected to the origin of Tianxingdao, it is not learned from them..."

"How to explain?"

"..."

"..."

Fang Cun was also a little confused at the words of the goddess king.

Even he couldn't figure out these things.

This world is not the era of the information explosion of the previous life, and all kinds of cultural skills are full of the Internet. Here, any kind of kendo, magical powers, and all kinds of inheritance are regarded as treasures by anyone. You can trace the roots of all your skills, and find out the history, no matter how talented your brother is, it is impossible for that one's kendo to fall from the world...

...It's just that, it is so, it is very difficult for him to believe that his elder brother is actually related to Tianxingdao.

Again, he believed that his brother was not going to kill for the sake of Yin Liang.

Of course, this question is not understood by the goddess king and Daxia so many experts, and it is impossible for him to understand it in a short time.

Perhaps, if I have time, I can go back to Liuhu and ask the boss...

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...

"My brother's swordsmanship is so high, other skills are naturally not bad..."

Fang Cun was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, looked at the goddess king seriously, and said, "How did he die?"

The goddess turned his head and looked at Fang Cun.

Facing her gaze, Fang Cun did not evade, only serious.

There were some complicated expressions on the face of the goddess king. After a while, he said, "What did you hear?"

Fang Cun said, "I heard he died in the fourth stele realm in order to lay down another dragon vein, go deep into the wasteland, encounter infinite monsters!"

The goddess Wang slowly shook his head and said, "It's all nonsense!"

Fang Cun looked serious, and whispered "I want to know!"

The goddess king also looked at him at this time. There seemed to be unconscious coercion blooming on his body, which made Fang Cun feel the pressure of the tide surge on him, which made him feel awe in the depths of his soul, and subconsciously wanted He looked away, but he gritted his teeth slightly, raised his head seriously, looked at the eyes of the goddess king seriously, and waited for her answer...

"Actually, when I came here this time, I wanted to see you and ask you a question!"

"Speaking!"

The goddess king looked at Fang Cun seriously, and slowly said, "Two ways, one is, you and me back to Nanhuang, and your family will also pick it up. I will protect your Fang family from worries and can also teach you magical powers. Famen, but there is one condition. From then on, you should never think about investigating the cause of your brother's death. You can even forget him as if there is no such brother!"

Fang Cun frowned slightly and said, "Why?"

The goddess Wang said indifferently, "Because you followed me, no matter how hard you work, you will only become the second me at most, and if you are just the second me, you have no qualifications to explore this matter. You know, yes. You are a bad thing..."

Fang Cun breathed out slowly when he heard the words, and said, "What is the second way?"

The goddess king whispered, "The second way, naturally, is to tell you everything I know!"

Fang Cun said, "I choose the second one!"

The goddess king looked slightly startled, and said, "Don't take my words as trifles!"

Fang Cun suddenly smiled, got up, bowed to the goddess Wang, and said, "I am his only brother!"

The goddess king looked at Fang Cun's face with a daze.

After a while, she suddenly smiled, seeming to be a little self-deprecating, and gently shook her head, saying, "It really is the Fang family..."

He raised the wine jar, took a sip, then sat up straight, twisted his eyebrows slightly, and turned back to the tall goddess when he first appeared. He looked at Fang Cun lazily, and laughed softly. "Some things about your brother, not everyone is qualified to know, it has nothing to do with identity, just because some things are too heavy and enter the heart, it will crush people..."

"So, before I tell you, do one thing first, and then ask me if it's done!"

Fang Cun frowned, "Why?"

The goddess Wang smiled lazily and said, "Because I need to be sure, how many talents you have, will you kill yourself as soon as you know it!"

Speaking and looking at Fang Cun, he said, "The more you prove your ability, the more I will tell you. Of course, you shouldn’t bother to negotiate terms with me, because to some extent, I’m It’s good for you if you don’t tell you anything at that time!"

After hearing this for a long time, Fang Cun nodded slightly and smiled, "What does the King of God want me to do?"

The goddess king looked at him and said, "There is a dog over Crow Mountain, go and kill it!"

"Crow Mountain? Is that dog demon?"

Fang Cun moved his heart, looked at the goddess king, and said, "Why it?"

The goddess king looked at Fang Cun's eyes and whispered, "Because that represents the insult to your Fang family by others!"

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...

After learning about this, Fang Cun fell silent immediately.

He knew that when his brother was buried, Chaoge actually had people who expressed his condolences. He also knew that the person who came to express condolences to the Immortal Palace at that time was definitely not just a servant, Xiao Qingliu’s skills, and he could not find out about these people. But he was able to guess something. He thought that maybe the other party was just a little dissatisfied with the other party's family, but he did not expect that the other party actually did such a thing.

The goddess king was also looking at Fang Cun at this time.

She whispered, "That dog is very fierce now, if you feel reluctant, you can not do it!"

Fang Cun's face became as usual, and he smiled, "It's not a big deal, it's not so serious!"

"This attitude is not bad!"

The goddess king glanced at Fang Cun, sighed softly, and put the wine jar aside, "I should go too!"

"I send you!"

Fang Cun hurriedly got up and asked with a smile, "I don't know where the God King is going?"

"You have something to do, and I have something to do too!"

The goddess king smiled and said, "Someone killed the general under my hand. Of course I have to ask him!"

"Will the Lord?"

Hearing this, Fang Cun's mind turned slightly, and he thought of a lot of "The general under her hand should be the one killed by Boss Qin. She would never ask Boss Qin? No, that life, It was counted on my head, and as soon as she came, she had told me that the general master was not sent by her. Then, should someone use the general master under her hand?"

"So the person she is looking for now is actually the person who really wanted to be unfavorable to our family?"

"..."

"..."

The goddess king looked at Fang Cun’s expression, knowing that he had understood his suggestion, but smiled on his face, and whispered softly, “It looks like you are much better than your brother’s idiot who can’t hear others. You may be able to live. It's longer than him!"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "The King of God is gone, what do you plan to ask?"

There was a smile on the face of the goddess king, saying, "If according to my previous habit, someone else kills one of my people, then I have to kill ten of him no matter what. When your brother is alive, please persuade me. Second, I don’t want to kill so many people..."

Fang Cun was slightly startled, "Did the king listen?"

The goddess king looked at him, smiled faintly, and said, "From then on, I will kill at least twenty!"

Fang Cun "..."

"But your brother is dead now!"

The goddess king laughed and said, "He was against him when he was alive. Since he is dead, if you want to give him a bit of face, maybe you don't need to kill so many, nine is enough!"

Fang Cun listened to ~lightnovelpub.net~ and sighed helplessly, his brother's face... so big!

"Second, stay alive!"

The goddess king no longer snorted, the red robe floated and flew in the air.

Fang Cunbian also bowed into the air, "God King must also be careful!"

The goddess king looked down at Fang Cun, did not say a word, and his body disappeared into the air while a flash of flames flashed.

Fangcun stood on the deck, looking at the night sky and clouds overboard, for a long time, and sighed in a low voice.

At this moment, the goddess king in the red robe with the phoenix pattern had appeared hundreds of miles away, with only a huge bright moon above her head, under the bright moon, she walked slowly in the sky, walking, As he walked, his eyes were already wet and tears fell from his cheeks.

The tears fell to the ground and turned into red drop-shaped beads one after another.

Like fire!

Like blood!