Chapter 76 Asura Son, Slaying

Volume 1 Chapter 76

He Xiangtian walked out of the yard and walked carefully inside and outside the manor, making sure that there were really no extra people. Then he quietly came to Han Qianye's small courtyard and looked inside for a while through the gap in the window.

Han Qianye was seriously injured. He didn't go to the game and stayed in the room to recover.

"Han Qianye?" He Xiangtian tried to call.

"Sick?" Han Qianye's voice was weak, and he closed his eyes and was too lazy to answer.

He Xiangtian snorted coldly in his heart, sooner or later I will do it with you.

There was a bloodstain in Qin Ming's courtyard outside the courtyard, extending from the martial arts field all the way to the room. It was the blood dripping from Qin Ming's body.

He Xiangtian stood outside the courtyard gate, hesitating how to deceive Ding Dian inside. He doesn't want people to know that he has been here before, otherwise there will always be people who suspect him.

But on second thought, the sect master might be looking forward to Qin Ming's death. This lunatic just wanted to become famous and disregarded the face of the entire Qingyun Sect. Now the most embarrassing person is probably the sect master. explain? Can't explain. Tieshanhe's words have already been said, and any explanation by the sect master is a cover up.

As soon as He Xiangtian gritted his teeth, he was about to walk into the courtyard with the dagger in his hand, but with a creaking sound, the door opened, He Xiangtian turned his head and hid in the fence next to him, hiding.

Ding Dian gently closed the door, left the yard, and quickly ran towards the martial arts field.

"Why did you go? Did you go to the game?"

He Xiangtian rolled his eyes and smiled, knowing that Ding Dian would not be kind enough to take care of Qin Ming, this fighting madman couldn't bear to go back to watch the game.

But for the sake of safety, he waited patiently for a while to make sure that Ding Dian had really left and did not come back, so he lightly entered the yard.

Hey, Ding Dian left in the middle, can't we blame him?

He Xiangtian came to the door of Qin Ming's room, finally hesitated for a while, pushed open the door, and walked in with the corner of his mouth hooked.

Qin Ming was lying on the bed with bandages all over his body, which had been carefully bandaged. His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak. It seemed that his injuries were very serious, and many of the bandages were oozing blood.

"Tsk tsk, it's really miserable to be hurt like this."

He Xiangtian closed the door, clenched the dagger and slowly walked towards Qin Ming, as long as he unfastened the bandage, pulled all wounds a few times again, bleeds blood, and breaks bones, Qin Ming will die on his own in a short time. While he cruelly fantasized about the means to kill Qin Ming, he approached Qin Ming carefully.

Qin Ming's breathing was weak, but even, and his chest rose and fell slowly.

He Xiangtian first tested his breath and reached out to untie the bandage.

Sudden……

"What are you doing?" A voice suddenly came from the side.

"Oh my god." He Xiangtian was so excited that he almost sat on the ground. When he turned his head, he saw a person sitting on the wooden chair by the window, a chubby person.

"Huyan Zhuozhuo?! Why are you here!" He Xiangtian rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Why are you here?" The chubby young man was not someone else, but Huyan Zhuozhuo, a descendant of the Huyan family. His face was no longer smiling, and he stared at He Xiangtian with bad eyes.

"I...why can't I be here, I came to participate in the competition, of course I am here." He Xiangtian forced his composure and put away the dagger without a trace. "It's you, how did you get into the city? Why are you here! What is your heart!"

Huyan Zhuozhuo looked at him coldly and gave him a smirk. He came here by his father's personal order. There was some delay on the way, and he just arrived today. In order to win Qin Ming for a place in the tea party, the family sold half of the mine. They had to make sure that Qin Ming was worth the price, so they sent him over to see how Qin Ming was doing.

He just arrived this morning, just witnessed Qin Ming's game, and then returned here with Ding Dian.

He was sighing about Qin Ming's potential, and was also pleasantly surprised by his investment, but he didn't expect He Xiangtian to sneak in, and it looked like he was going to assassinate? This shameless bastard!

He Xiangtian said solemnly: "Please leave! I'm not sure how you got in, and whether it will threaten Qin Ming."

Huyan Zhuozhuo looked at him for a while, then got up slowly, his round and fleshy face returned to a smile: "Afraid?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Qin Ming's eight years as a servant has finally come to an end, and a tea party is famous for eight sects. Now it's not a question of whether Qingyun Sect should give him any identity, but how to keep Qin Ming. I think Qin Ming will leave Qingyun now. Zong, other sects will be interested in taking them in, so we should try our best to cultivate them. Qin Ming has become famous, and he is about to turn over, you... hurry up..." Huyan Zhuozhuo laughed.

"Huyan Zhuozhuo, make sure before you speak, you are also a disciple of Qingyun Sect."

"My mission has been completed." Huyan Zhuozhuo smiled brightly. Over the years, he has recruited hundreds of disciples in Qingyunzong, all of whom have potential. The only regret is that I didn't discover a special potential disciple, and I was very unwilling. Well now, Qin Ming once became famous and has unlimited potential. His mission can be said to be completely completed. He was just making a decision. In the future, he would vigorously cultivate Qin Ming. I believe that the family will strongly support Qin Ming's performance at the eight tea parties.

"Since you want to get out, get out now." He Xiangtian rolled his eyes and thought of a way.

"Let's go. With me here, you can never hurt Qin Ming."

"You are the one who plots the wrong things." He Xiangtian went to Qin Ming again.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

"I want to protect Qin Ming." He Xiangtian clenched his dagger.

"Don't do stupid things, step back." Huyan Zhuozhuo stopped in front of He Xiangtian.

"Want to fight?" He Xiangtian vibrated his right hand and stabbed Huyan Zhuozhuo with a knife. As long as there is a fight, there will be chaos, and in the chaos, there will be a chance to 'accidentally hurt' Qin Ming, and then it will just be Huyan Zhuozhuo's fault. you don't admit it? It doesn't matter, Qin Ming is dead without proof.

"How bold!" Huyan Zhuozhuo did not expect that He Xiangtian would dare to stab him blatantly.

Bang!

The door was suddenly dodged, and a burst of blood rushed out.

who? The two were startled.

Tie Shanhe walked into the room covered in blood, holding a black sword, looking at He Xiangtian coldly.

How did he come back? He Xiangtian's heart tightened: "Tieshanhe, you came just in time, this dead fat man wants to..."

"Go away!" Tie Shanhe had just come down from the martial arts field, and his body was covered in blood and murderous aura, which was very terrifying.

"you……"

"Go away!" Tieshanhe drank coldly again.

He Xiangtian's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth, and slowly put away the dagger. Damn, I admit it!

"immediately!"

"Humph." He Xiangtian snorted and strode away.

But just as he was walking past Tieshanhe, the black knife froze coldly and slashed towards He Xiangtian's head.

He Xiangtian's dead souls fled, and he dodged in shock, but the black knife still slashed on his back, and a deep scar slashed from the back of his neck to his lower back. He screamed and threw himself on the tea table, startled again. Anger: "Tieshanhe, you are crazy!"

Clang! The black knife let go, the knife vibrated, flipped in the air, and slashed at He Xiangtian.

He Xiangtian rolled and crawled and rushed out of the room in a hurry, only to be slashed on the back by the black knife again. The strong force directly threw him more than ten meters, screamed and rushed out of the yard, rolling one after another, leaving behind blood.

Han Qianye was alarmed and rushed out of the room with his sword, just in time to see the black knife slashing down again, slashing towards He Xiangtian's head.

"Don't!" He Xiangtian screamed in horror, chilling all over his body.

The black knife stopped at the last moment, and pressed in front of his right eyeball, the sharp edge seemed to pierce his head.

He Xiangtian put his hands on the ground, not daring to move, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Tie Shanhe stood outside the door, murderous, and controlled the black knife from the air.

Han Qianye frowned and reminded: "Tieshanhe are all disciples of the same school, don't be impulsive. Although he is hateful, he will not kill him in Wuling City."

"Tieshanhe, calm down... calm down... I didn't do anything..." He Xiangtian begged quiveringly, staring at the black knife in front of him, for the first time feeling that death was so close to him.

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