Chapter 1644 He Gave It to You!

"Zeng Changshou...is dead?!"

Wang Zilang, the third young master of the Wang family, stared blankly at the empty place, and couldn't believe what he saw. That was a majestic late-stage Yuan-seeking realm expert.

Although such a cultivator is very inconspicuous to the entire Jiuchong Longxiao, in the eyes of Wang Zilang, a congenital and artless patient who cannot cultivate, he is a superior existence.

At least Wang Zilang knew that someone like Zeng Changshou with a late stage Yuan-seeking realm cultivation would not be considered a weak person even if he got it in Yulong City, and now he died so strangely in the hands of a strange boy.

At this moment, Wang Zilang looked at Yun Xiao with fear and awe, and at the same time, he felt a strange feeling, as if something was sprouting from the bottom of his heart.

As I said before, strength is the most important thing in this continent. Before Yun Xiao showed his own strength, Wang Zilang would not believe a word of what he said.

But now, Zeng Lianhu, who was in the middle stage of Yunxiao's Lingmai Realm, burned Zeng Changshou, who was in the late Yuanyuan Realm, into a suit of ashes. Just his amazing hands let Wang Zilang know that he had picked up a treasure.

A young man accidentally rescued from the river turned out to be such a formidable master, when that thought rose up because of Yun Xiao's previous words, he couldn't linger on it anymore.

"Daddy...is he really dead?!"

On the other hand, Zeng Lianhu on the other side, although his voice was full of disbelief, deep down in his heart he believed in this fact that he saw with his own eyes, so his teeth were trembling a little.

Zeng Changshou was Zeng Lianhu's biggest and last reliance. He was always thinking about his father capturing Yun Xiao, and he used countless methods to torture the guy who destroyed his dantian.

How could he know that the final result would be like this, when his father who had reached the late stage of Yuanyuan Realm, when he smiled at Shang Yun, he seemed to be no different from himself, a cultivator in the middle stage of Spiritual Pulse Realm.

It was also only one attack, and within one move, he was defeated by that young man, and Zeng Changshou's fate was much more miserable than Zeng Lianhu's. At this moment, there was no bones left.

"I... I... I..."

Seeing the boy in rough clothes turn his eyes, Zeng Lianhu found that his breathing was about to stop, and cold sweat kept coming out of his body. He knew that the next moment might be his own life and death.

If the time can be returned to a few days ago, I am afraid that even if he killed Zeng Lianhu, he would not dare to take Yun Xiaona's idea. Who knew that he was just a half-dead guy back then, but it turned out to be such a terrifying monster?

What even Zeng Lianhu couldn't understand was that this was the most remote Western Region in Jiuchonglongxiao, Yulong City and Wuhuang Village were even more remote places, how could such a monstrous person come?

"He gave it to you, come and see me after solving it!"

Yun Xiao really didn't care about Zeng Lianhu, whose cultivation had been abolished, after a glance, he ordered and went back to the hut.

"Yes, Brother Yunxiao!"

Looking at the back figure that disappeared at the door of the shed, Wang Zilang looked a little excited, and then turned his gaze to Zeng Lianhu, making the latter a little nervous.

"Wang Zilang, you... what are you going to do?"

Seeing the young man walking slowly to his side, Zeng Lianhu couldn't help but subconsciously took a step back, and then shouted out loud, which still had a hint of aloofness.

Presumably Zeng Lianhu was used to bullying Wang Zilang during this time, so he didn't turn the corner for a while. At this moment, he was seriously injured.

"What are you doing? Zeng Lianhu, your father and son are just slaves of my royal family, yet they even climbed onto my young master's head to make a fortune, and even committed all kinds of evil within the Wuhuang Village. Today, I will replace the villagers of Wuhuang Village, Except for this harm!"

Wang Zilang is pure and kind, but it doesn't mean that he has no temper. In the past, he had no cultivation base. It was because he had to bow his head under the eaves and could only bear it.

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Wang Zilang's old and new hatred welled up in his heart, he stretched out his hand, and slapped Zeng Lianhu more than a dozen times, making him look like a swollen pig's head.

"Do you dare to hit me?"

A little dazed by a dozen or so slaps, Zeng Lianhu felt a burst of strength coming from somewhere, shouted angrily, and wanted to resist.

Crack!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Zilang took out a sharp short knife from nowhere, and then stabbed it into Zeng Lianhu's chest, causing the latter to stop abruptly.

"go to hell!"

A roar came from Wang Zilang's mouth, and then he withdrew his hand, a stream of bright red blood spurted out, spraying his coarse clothes red, but he didn't realize it.

This may be Wang Zilang's first murder. His right hand holding the short knife trembled a little, but his face was quite excited. It seemed that under this knife, all the depression and aggrieved for a period of time disappeared.

"You...you trash, I..."

Looking down at his chest that was gushing blood, Zeng Lianhu couldn't believe it for a moment. He pointed at Wang Zilang and said tremblingly, but finally fell powerlessly into the rain.

Gentle wind and drizzle drifted down, some ashes scattered all over the place, and a strong corpse with blood all over the ground, all of which showed that the father and son of the Zeng family, who were domineering in Wuhuang Village, would never be able to live again to serve the people. Evil.

"Hoo...hoo..."

Finally seeing that Zeng Lianhu fell to the ground motionless, Wang Zilang gasped heavily, then put away the short knife, straightened his face, and returned to the hut with a little respect.

"good!"

Seeing Wang Zilang coming in covered in blood, Yun Xiao naturally guessed something, and immediately praised him, which flattered the third young master of the Wang family.

"Come here, sit here!"

After Yun Xiao nodded, he didn't say anything more about the matter, but reached out and pointed to the crude bed next to him, asking Wang Zilang to sit on it.

Naturally, Wang Zilang would not refuse Yun Xiao's words in the slightest, and he had already vaguely guessed something, and his mood undoubtedly became quite excited.

"Could it be... this big brother Yun Xiao can really cure my congenital morbidity?"

Obviously, Wang Zilang thought of this possibility, so he became excited. If he didn't believe it when Yun Xiao woke up and said such words before, then he is full of expectations now.

A peerless evildoer who is only in his early twenties, but has already killed cultivators in the late stage of the Yuan Realm like a chicken. If such a person doesn't believe it, then who else is worth believing?

"Since you were born, you have been found to be suffering from congenital morbidity, right?"

After Wang Zilang sat on the bed, Yun Xiao didn't make a move immediately, but asked softly, making the former nod immediately, and at the same time, a little doubt arose.

Since it is called congenital abscessed veins, it is naturally not caused by acquired reasons. There are many unfortunate people who suffer from congenital abscessed veins above the Jiuchong Longxiao, and it is said that this kind of disease can only be diagnosed by mid-to-high-level meridians who have reached the holy rank. There is a slight possibility of a cure.

"Your congenital inexorable veins are indeed 'innate', but this innate is not the other innate, and the two are not the same!"

Just when Wang Zilang was puzzled, Yun Xiao nodded slightly. Even if he didn't know the details, he could guess some clues from his powerful soul induction.

Congenital meridians are just a general term, which means that a mainland human being has his meridians closed from the day he was born, and it is impossible for ordinary practitioners to cultivate a little bit of meridians, and he may even be in danger of his life.

It would be nothing if such a congenitally disabled patient was born in an ordinary family, but it would undoubtedly be a tragedy if he was born in some cultivating family, especially some huge family sects.

The people around you are all geniuses who practice very fast, but you are a waste who has never been able to practice, and you have to suffer countless inhuman stares and ridicules.

Let’s not talk about the far ones, but the third young master of the Wang family, Wang Zilang, who is a respectable young master, was actually sent down to this desolate city, carrying water and dung every day, eating chaff and vegetables, and living in a straw shed. So bleak.

Since Congenital Absence of Pulse is a general term, it means that there are various reasons for the formation of Congenital Absence of Pulse.

It may be that the abnormality has already occurred when the fetus was conceived, or it may be that the mother received some shock during pregnancy, which affected the development of the fetus.

"If I'm not wrong, your congenital deprivation is caused by being poisoned in your mother's womb. Your mother should have died miserably on the day you were born. ?”

These thoughts turned in Yun Xiao's mind, and the next few words made Wang Zilang's eyes widen. He doesn't know what happened in the first half, but the second half of the speculation is completely in line with the facts.

When Wang Zilang was born back then, his mother was not in dystocia, and nothing happened, but she died strangely after giving birth to him. Naturally, the head of the Wang family had to investigate.

Later, under the investigation of a poison vein master, it was finally found out that the wife of the head of the royal family died of poisoning, but after a long time of investigation, the poisoner was never found.

This matter has been an unresolved mystery in the Wang family for many years. Naturally, the Wang family will not talk about such a family scandal. Except for the Poison Vein Master, the cultivators of Yulong City are not very clear about it.

But now, the young man in front of him who had just known each other for a few days pointed it out. Wang Zilang couldn't help but feel a little more confident when he was shocked. What about the means of cutting off the pulse?