Quick Transmigration: After Villain Reaches Full Level Chapter 260: The killer’s self-cultivation (36)
“Mrs. Zhang should be thankful that you are locked here now, otherwise people outside will tear you apart.”
Zhang: “…”
They all know?
Zhang’s face was instantly pale, his body softened, and he fell to the ground.
“Mother!”
Lian Xiang quickly stepped forward to support her.
The owner of the second villa stood outside with his hands behind his back, looking at Mrs. Zhang who seemed to be several years old in an instant: “It’s not that we know that the villa wants to keep you here, it’s a deal, you can leave today. .”
Mr. Zhang looked up at him: “Are you going to let us go?”
The second village owner winked at the people behind.
They opened the door, took out the handkerchief soaked in the drug, and covered one each.
“What do you want…let me go…uuuuu…”
Mr. Zhang and Lianxiang lost consciousness one after the other and fell to the ground softly.
Someone went in with a sackcloth bag outside the door, put them in, and carried them away.
The people who were locked up next to the month-by-month building were also sent away in the same way.
The second village owner watched them leave, and the person beside him whispered, “The second village owner, is this all right?”
“What’s wrong with the housework in other people’s schools?”
“Yes. The young master of the Yueyue Building is still there…”
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Hua Wu saw Xie Lan standing with the leading woman in Furong Valley from a distance. I heard that she was the current owner of Furong Valley.
The owner doesn’t wear a mask because her face is probably fake.
Furong Valley’s disguising art is a unique skill in the arena.
The two of them didn’t know what they said. The owner of the valley gave Xie Lan a letter and left.
Hua Wu waited for a while before passing, “Master, we have to go.”
Xie Lan didn’t open the letter and tucked it into her sleeve: “Well.”
Hua Wu pushed Xie Lan to the outside of Zhilai Villa, where several disciples from Zhilai Villa were stuffing sacks into a carriage.
Xie Lan: “What is that?”
Hua Wu’s eyes don’t blink, “Specialty.”
“What specialty is a humanoid?” Xie Lan looked at her coldly, “Your master has trouble with his legs, not his eyes.”
“Master, your legs are quite flexible.”
“…”
It was only after Xie Lan got into the carriage that she realized that the man behind the house was the man from the Yueyue Building.
Xie Lan was unhappy when she heard these three words, and drove Hua Wu and Lian Huai off the carriage and asked them to sit with the specialty.
Flower fog: “…”
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The carriage was parked in a desolate boundary, with no people in front and back and no pedestrians.
Xie Lan’s car window was open, and he was opening the letter in his hand.
The envelopes are yellowed, with signs of age.
Xie Lan poured out a jade pendant and a piece of letter paper from the envelope.
He held the jade pendant and did not respond for a while.
A bird flew past the window, and the chirping seemed to wake him up, slowly unfolding the stationery—
Xie Lan, when you saw this letter, I was gone.
Sorry, I lied to you, I can’t go to the appointment.
One of the things I regret the most is picking you up back then. If it wasn’t for me back then, maybe we wouldn’t have so many obstacles.
But the one thing I don’t regret the most is liking you.
You asked me what I would choose if I had the chance to do it all over again.
I will answer you now, I will still make the same choice.
I never regret liking you.
Xie Lan, I wish you a good life, peace and joy, and worry-free life.
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In the weeds, two figures were passing by, and the girl was holding a bunch of dark red, weird-looking flowers in her hands.
The boy followed behind with a sword, his eyes closely following the person in front.
Xie Lan glanced over there, closed the letter, and put it back in the envelope.
“Master.”
The girl raised her hand and waved.
Xie Lan: “It’s covered in blood and dirty.”
Hua Wu looked down at herself, but didn’t find any blood, she turned her head and said to Lian Huai: “Did you hear me, I said that you are dirty, it makes you more civilized and elegant, but you never listen!”
Lian Huai: “…I will pay attention next time.”
“…” Did he mean Lian Huai? Xie Lan didn’t really care about the little apprentice, so he glanced at a distance: “It’s all solved?”
“Hmm.” Hua Wu nodded.
“Have fun?”
Hua Wu asked Lian Huai: “Are you happy?”
“…happy.”
Lian Huai thought he would be very happy with his revenge.
But he found that his heart was extraordinarily calm, as if it was just a small stone lying in his heart, and the wind and clouds disappeared.
The sea of anger in my heart that was formed by the intertwining of anger and resentment once disappeared.
No…
They are not gone.
Just become calm.
And let them calm down…
Lian Huai’s eyes fell on Hua Wu.
“Aren’t you going back to the Zhuyue Building?” Xie Lan stared at Lian Huai, and almost wrote the word disgust on her face, “Vengeance is also avenged, if you go back now, you are the owner of the Zhuyue Building.”
The subtext is not to pester his little apprentice.
Lian Huai shook his head and did not speak.
Hua Wu pulled him onto the carriage: “Master, let’s go back to Yunwu Mountain.”
Xie Lan snorted softly, “It’s better to pick it up halfway after raising you for so many years.”
Xie Lan said that Lian Huai would not be allowed to go back with them, but he didn’t really drive him out.
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From Zhilai Villa to return to Yunwu Mountain, you have to pass through Dingrong City.
Hua Wu went into the city to find Feng Zhong.
As soon as Du Ling died, Feng Zhong could sit back and relax.
He did a lot of bad things, but he did a good job exposing Du Ling.
And there is still Zhenyuan Escort, as long as no one seeks revenge from him, then he will not become a public enemy of martial arts.
Feng Zhong didn’t expect Hua Wu to come to the door, “What else do you want to do! I did as you said, and now Du Ling is dead… You don’t want to kill me, do you?”
“No, I have no grudge against you.”
“Then what are you doing?”
“Well, look at you.”
“No need!” Feng Zhong said in a loud voice: “We don’t have such a good friendship.”
“Is Du Die’er still alive?”
“…”
Feng Zhong relied on Du Die’er in his hands for the past two years, and Du Ling was a little afraid of him.
If he hadn’t been smart enough to change places for Du Dier from time to time, Du Ling would probably have rescued her.
It’s still Du Ling’s bad luck, and twice his men were almost found.
“Crazy.” Feng Zhong pointed at the people in the courtyard, “I told him that Du Ling was dead, and she suddenly went crazy.”
Du Dier was wearing dirty clothes and was lying in the wooden basin in the yard, with her hands scratching outside the wooden basin, looking a bit funny.
In recent years, Feng Zhong has given her a lot of drugs in order to control her.
I don’t know if it’s because of overuse of various drugs, or because Du Ling’s death hit her.
“Are you sure you’re not pretending to be crazy?”
“If you pretend to be crazy, you will pretend to be crazy.” Feng Zhong said, “I’ll deal with her in two days anyway.”
Du Ling is dead, she is useless.
Feng Zhong doesn’t need to keep a useless trash.
Hua Wu thought for a while, “Can’t we handle it now?”
Feng Zhong: “…”
Why do you look worse than me! !
“Is there any difficulty?” Hua Wu said with a look on your face that you have difficulties. I will help you find a solution.
“…No.” Feng Zhong gritted his teeth: “I’ll go now.”
He doesn’t have to fight this lunatic for a useless piece of shit.
“Brother Shen!”
“Yeah!”
Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.
But whoever it is.
Everyone has no superfluous expressions on their faces, as if they are very indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Ministry of Suppression of Demons, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
A lot of blood was on everyone’s hands in the Suppression Division.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When she first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but she got used to it over time.
The Supremacy is huge.
The people who can stay in the Town Magic Division are all powerful masters ~IndoMTL.com~ or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
The Suppressing Demon Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian and the other is the exorcist.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer,
Then he was promoted step by step, and eventually he was expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing’s predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.
Has the memory of its predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.
It didn’t take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.
Different from other places full of chills in the Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Division.
The door to the attic is open at this time, and people occasionally come in and out.
Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.
Enter the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but they quickly relaxed.
The **** smell on everyone’s body is almost impossible to clean.