Chapter 80 Memorial and Return

Chapter 80 Memorial and Return

Yuan Zhiwen is confident that no one can refuse his words.

as expected.

The masked man opposite nodded.

"Okay, if it's true, then it doesn't matter if I spare your life."

Yuan Zhiwen was overjoyed, "Then shall we go back now?"

"go back!"

As he said this, the masked man stepped forward and stretched out his hand as if to help Yuan Zhiwen.

Yuan Zhiwen did not doubt that he was there and extended his hand.

But at this moment, a flash of sword light flashed through, and Yuan Zhiwen's outstretched hand was cut off at the elbow.

The broken arm fell to the ground, blood splattered.

Yuan Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, and then screamed in pain.

"you……."

Zhao Ya kicked him to the ground, stepped on his chest with one foot, put the tip of the knife at his throat, and said coldly: "You want to lie to me?"

Yuan Zhiwen immediately swallowed back the screams that followed, looked at Zhao Ya with a pale face, and said tremblingly.

"I...I really didn't lie to you. I do have this secret method of breakthrough."

"I believe that the Hong family does have this secret method, but why didn't you mention a word about the side effects of breaking through the realm through this secret method?" Zhao Ya said coldly.

Yuan Zhiwen was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Ya in disbelief.

"How do I know that? Haha, when I was fighting with your subordinates today, I was a little strange. Why are some people who are clearly second-level warriors, but so frighteningly weak?"

"This is not just a weakness in actual combat experience, but a weakness in all aspects. Even the energy and blood are obviously much inferior. For this reason, I just broke open the body of a second-level warrior and found that there were no tendons in his body at all. The refining is complete, and the internal organs are obviously diseased. It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to survive even to the age of forty."

"So this secret technique of the Hong family should have serious side effects!"

Yuan Zhiwen's lips trembled, and his eyes were full of despair.

He never dreamed that this masked man could be so attentive and could deduce the truth of the matter through some clues.

That's right.

As Zhao Ya said, this secret method of the Hong family does have great side effects.

The warriors promoted through this method will lose all their potential and their lifespan will be greatly shortened, making them completely consumables.

But nowadays, human life is as cheap as a piece of grass. As long as they can have a full meal, there are many people to do this kind of thing.

For example, the aforementioned Wang Ada didn't even know the inside story, but was full of gratitude to the Hong family.

"I have other things I can trade with you. I have a hundred taels of gold hidden in the Hong family. If you can let me go, it will all be yours!" Yuan Zhiwen shouted eagerly, praying for his life.

But Zhao Ya didn't pay attention to this at all. He stretched his wrist forward, and the tip of the knife instantly pierced Yuan Zhiwen's throat, nailing him to the ground.

Yuan Zhiwen was pawing with his hands and feet, his eyes filled with infinite resentment and resentment, as if he was asking why Zhao Ya suddenly killed him.

"I'm sorry, although I am very moved by what you said, but for the sake of Master's revenge, you must die!" Zhao Ya said lightly.

Yuan Zhiwen's hands and feet slowly became flat, and finally he died.

Only then did Zhao Ya take a deep breath, and then he felt sore all over, wishing he could just fall to the ground and take a nap.

He spent the whole day and half of the night fighting, and he had to constantly set traps and attack back and forth, which was very draining on Zhao Ya's physical strength.

Even though Zhao Ya had unlocked most of his heart, he still felt deeply tired.

But the harvest is also gratifying.

First of all, none of the people who besieged Meng Lei were left, and they all became the spoils of Zhao Ya's sword.

Secondly, after a day and night of hard work, the two major Qinggong body techniques of Qinggong Cao Shangfei and Yanzi Sanchai Shui finally broke through and advanced to the state of perfection.

This also means that Zhao Ya's Qinggong movement at this time has reached the limit that his state can carry.

Zhao Ya slowly exhaled and glanced at Yuan Zhiwen on the ground.

This person was the indirect culprit, so in Zhao Ya's eyes, he had to be killed.

Even if he could speak like a lotus flower, Zhao Ya would not hesitate at all, but instead became more determined to kill him.

After all, this person is known as a scheming person. Once such a person escapes from him, it will definitely be a big trouble.

Therefore, in order to dispel Yuan Zhiwen's suspicion, Zhao Ya deliberately pretended to be tempted, and when he got closer, he suddenly attacked, completely killing this person.

Zhao Ya first chopped off Yuan Zhiwen's head with a knife, wrapped it in oilcloth, and then searched him.

The result was very disappointing to Zhao Ya, except for a few banknotes, he had nothing.

It can be seen that this Yuan Zhiwen should have hidden all his things somewhere in the Hong family.

But Zhao Ya didn't feel it was a pity either.

Even if he asked about the location just now, Zhao Ya didn't dare to go and get it.

After all, no one knows whether this guy will deliberately set up a trap.

As for the other people, Zhao Ya also touched the corpses, and the results were very disappointing.

These people are all villagers raised by the Hong family. Not to mention anything of value, they don't even have any loose silver.

The only thing of any value is their weapons.

Zhao Ya picked a few good ones and placed them in a nearby shelter, then took Yuan Zhiwen's head to the tree house where Meng Lei's body was placed.

He carried Meng Lei's body down, dug a deep pit on a sunny slope, and buried it.

Without a tombstone, Zhao Ya did not dare to write Meng Lei's name.

Because he didn't know if the Hong family would come to search. If they saw it, it would be difficult to preserve Meng Lei's body.

He just moved a big stone and placed it in front of the pit as a mark.

Then Zhao Ya placed Yuan Zhiwen's head in front of the tomb.

"Master, now that Yuan Zhiwen has been killed by me, as for the Hong family and the other people in Qingzhuling, I will take care of them one by one. You can go with peace of mind!"

After saying that, Zhao Ya kowtowed three times before turning around and leaving.

As for the bodies of Yuan Zhiwen and others, Zhao Ya did not bury them.

Because he knows this mountain forest very well.

There were countless predators staring at these corpses in the darkness. Within a few hours after he left, these corpses would become the prey of wild beasts.

By then, even if the gods come, they will never be able to find any traces of themselves.

Zhao Ya returned to the tree house, cleaned himself briefly, and then packed the things he had obtained, especially the jade plaque, into his body.

Afterwards, Zhao Ya took out a dose of Buxue Powder and drank it with a gourd of wine.

This was specially put on by Zhao Ya before leaving the city, in order to prevent physical exhaustion.

After taking the Buxue Powder, Zhao Ya sat for a while, waiting for the effects of the medicine to be completely absorbed, his hungry stomach to calm down, and his physical strength to return to normal, before he set out on the road back to the city.

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