Inn Storyteller: A 500-year-old female senior in love

Chapter 308

Jiuxuanjie, Tianji Building.

On a high platform.

Ning Chuan, who was dressed in white and black hair, gently shook the white folding fan and said slowly:

“The current quasi-emperor list, ninth place, Qingyuanjun!”

“Qingyuanjun, from the Yuangang Realm, one of the ten great middle realms, assassinated the organization Tongjakutai.”

“In the entire Yuangang Realm, Qingyuanjun is known as the giant of the Demon Dao, the one who deceives and destroys the ancestors!”

“If you want to talk about Qingyuanjun, you have to start with the Tonjakutai.”

“In the entire Yuangang world, sects stand tall and families run rampant.”

“Among them, Tonggai is one of the most famous assassin organizations in the Yuangang world.”

“The killers of Tonjakutai, who wander between black and white, do not belong to any force, as long as they pay the price, they can do anything.”

“Qingyuanjun, he comes from such a hidden killer organization.”

“Who his original identity is, who are his parents, Qingyuanjun has no memory for a long time.”

“He only remembers that when he was very young, the village where he grew up was called Qingyuan Village.”

“Later, his memory was a raging fire at night…”

“The sudden arrival of that fire burned the entire Qingyuan Village, and the flames burst into the sky, and from time to time houses were burned and collapsed.”

“The whole village is filled with the sound of flames crackling and the heat wave coming from the paving.”

“In addition, there was the wailing and screaming of a villager who was in flames.”

“Qingyuanjun, who is about seven or eight years old, is standing in the center of the flames like that, his eyes dull and expressionless.”

“In the light of the fire, an old man wearing a crescent black robe and a hood rode through the flames on a tall horse.”

“‘Boy, why are you setting this fire?’ The old man sat on a tall horse and leaned down and asked. ”

“‘You said….. I put this fire? Qingyuanjun, who was seven or eight years old, raised his head and asked blankly. ”

“‘Of course, I saw you throw flames at the granary, causing the granary to catch fire and burn the whole village.’ The old man smiled pleasantly. ”

“Qingyuanjun squatted on the ground in pain when he heard this, and his head was cracking.”

“He obviously remembered that he didn’t set this fire, but as the old man finished speaking, the memory of him throwing the flame to the granary kept appearing in his mind.”

“Qingyuanjun rolled on the ground with a headache, and kept shouting in fear: ‘I… I don’t, it’s not me…'”

And the old man was still sitting on his horse, smiling softly, looking at him quietly.

“After a long time, Qingyuanjun’s pain gradually lessened.”

“He stumbled to his feet, looked up at the old man blankly, and asked, ‘Then I… What to do now? ’”

The old man’s face became more and more pleasant, looked down at Qingyuanjun, and smiled kindly: ‘Child, follow me, I can redeem you.’ ”

Qingyuanjun was stunned and asked, ‘Who are you?’ ”

“In the flickering scarlet fire, the old man stretched out a hand and said with a smile on his face: ‘Child, you can call me Lord Bronze Sparrow, or you can call me… Father. ’”

“‘Father?’ Qingyuanjun hesitated, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man’s hand. ”

The old man stretched out his hand and gently lifted it, then grabbed Qingyuanjun and sat on the back of the horse in front of him.

“The old man left with Qingyuanjun, and behind him was a sea of fire that swayed like a demon snake in the dark night.”

“In this way, Qingyuanjun joined the Tonjakutai.”

“After joining the Tonjakutai, this sub-father treated him very well.”

“Father told him not to feel guilty about arson, not to blame himself, just to burn some insignificant ants, don’t let the death of these ants affect his own mood.”

“Later, this old man took him to an underground palace.”

“In the underground palace, there are hundreds of children exactly like him.”

“These children, male and female, are not more than ten years old, some have dull expressions, some look indifferent, and others cry non-stop.”

“The old man took his hand, stood next to him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, leaned down and said with a pleasant face: ‘Children, kill them, kill them, Father will only love you alone from now on.’ ”

“‘This is Father … Want to give you your first lesson. ’”

After that, the old man left.”

“The gate of the underground palace is tight, and the iron chains are rolling, locking the gate to death.”

“Before Qingyuanjun could react, those immature children had already rushed towards him with a deep anger.”

“Qingyuan Junhuang dodged in a hurry, at a loss.”

“Until later, a burly child who was stronger than his birth crushed him under him, stretched out his big hand, and pinched his neck.”

“That immature face is full of fierceness and viciousness that Qingyuanjun has never seen before.”

“The big hands holding the neck are constantly tightening, the air in the nasal cavity is getting less and less, and breathing is getting harder and harder.”

“A suffocating feeling of severe hypoxia that constantly fills the brain.”

“Qingyuanjun, who was kicking indiscriminately with his hands and feet, grabbed a bluestone indiscriminately.”

“With all his strength, he grabbed the bluestone tightly and smashed it on the burly boy’s head.”

“Then, he turned over and jumped on the young man’s head, raised the bluestone in his hand high, and kept smashing it on the burly boy’s head.”

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“One after another, one after another!”

“Warm blood, sprayed Qingyuanjun all over his body, splashed on his face, splashed on the ground.”

“At the beginning, the burly boy could still struggle, and when he stayed behind, the boy was completely silent.”

“Qingyuanjun didn’t know how long it took to smash it, until the burly boy’s head cheeks were deeply sunken, and it was no longer possible to tell if it was a head, or a pool of brain pulp and minced meat.”

Qingyuanjun turned over breathlessly, sat on the ground, and gasped.

“Not allowing him to rest, another teenager has already picked up a dagger from nowhere and stabbed him fiercely.”

Qingyuanjun quickly grabbed a handful of mud and sand on the ground and threw it towards the young man’s eyes.

“However, one of them bent down, hugged the boy’s waist, and slammed into a wall.”

Then he snatched the boy’s dagger and quickly pierced it into the boy’s eye.

“Poof!!”

“Blood sprayed out again, and the boy screamed loudly in pain.”

“Qingyuanjun put his left elbow against the young man’s neck to prevent him from moving, and with his right hand, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into the young man’s head again!”

“After a few breaths, the boy stopped struggling, his head was attached to the wall, and the corpse slowly slid down, drawing the strong trunk of the plum tree on the white wall.”

“The body of the boy, like the body of a plum tree, kneels in front of the wall.”

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[The second change, there is another change. 】

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