With the owner of Xiaoyao Village, Xiaoyao Lu Yuanqin committed suicide on the spot for the entire Xiaoyao Village.

Everyone in Xiaoyaozhuang was captured.

Zhang Rang could bypass the lives of these people, after all, he had already agreed to Lu Yuanqin.

But Zhang Rang could not just let these people go directly. The power of hatred is already strong, and among these seeds of revenge, many people have strong strength.

Therefore, all of these people can only be arrested temporarily.

And find a way to deal with other people with the help of these people.

After several days of investigation and interrogation, Zhang Rang had completely grasped the information of everyone in Xiaoyaozhuang.

There are less than 300 people left in Xiaoyao Village now.

More than 200 of them are elderly, young, women and children who are incompetent.

There are only a hundred warriors with combat power.

But the average strength of the warriors in Xiaoyaozhuang is very strong.

Zhang Rang would not let go of such a group of combat powers, especially Lu Yuanqin's youngest disciple, Lu Changfeng.

Through this period of interrogation and observation, Zhang Rang discovered that the person who is most involved in Lu Changfeng is Lu Qinghan.

It’s a pity that Lu Qinghan is his master’s granddaughter, and in the past he always calls him uncle.

There are many taboos in the world, one of which is to ignore human ethics.

Even though the two people are of the same age, they are one generation apart from each other.

So, Zhang Rang sent someone to take Lu Qinghan to his room.

Lu Qinghan has lost weight a lot during this period.

In the past, she was the pearl in her grandfather Lu Yuanqin's hand, and she was also the little princess of Xiaoyao Village. She was spoiled and had no worries every day.

But now, he has become a prisoner.

His grandfather, his father, and his brother all died at the hands of the Frost River Secret.

"Zhang Rang, what did you ask me to do? Do you want to humiliate me?"

At this moment, Lu Qinghan's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with despair when he looked at Zhang Rang.

She had already thought in her mind that if Zhang Rang really wanted to do something to her, she would bit her tongue and commit suicide on the spot.

Zhang Rang looked at Lu Qinghan and smiled coldly, "Hurt you? Sorry, I don't have this interest or this skill. I want you to stay by my side, be my slave, and take care of my daily necessities. Do you... dare?"

Lu Qinghan frowned, you know, if he was allowed to get close to Zhang Rang, he would have a chance to attack Zhang Rang.

"Aren't you worried that I will take revenge on you?"

Zhang Rang smiled faintly at Lu Qinghan, and two bright red blood rays suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The moment the bloody eyes were displayed, Lu Qinghan lost his mind.

In the false spiritual world constructed by the soul, Lu Qinghan almost tasted torture, and at the same time, he watched the people in Xiaoyaozhuang die in front of him over and over again.

"No—no—no—no—no”

In an instant, Lu Qinghan fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

At this moment, the pain in Lu Qinghan's heart was infinitely magnified.

Zhang Rang looked at Lu Qinghan who was kneeling on the ground and cried in pain, and said coldly: "You must know that there are more than 200 people in your Xiaoyao Village in my hands. If I feel so uncomfortable after eating what you brought, maybe someone will pay the price of his life for it. Now, you are my slave. Do you understand?"

"Yes...yes. sir."

Lu Qinghan wiped his tears and knelt on the ground, not daring to violate the slightest bit of disobedience.

"Very good, then when you go down, there will be a servant to help you change a set of clothes and then make a pot of tea to bring it over."

"yes."

Lu Qinghan dared not violate Zhang Rang's orders at all.

After Lu Qinghan left, Cao Jie, who was beside him, couldn't help asking, "Sir, why are you doing this little girl like this?"

Zhang Rang smiled coldly, "Do you think I need this little girl? No, what I need is another person. Go and bring Lu Changfeng up. During this period, I heard that many people have been injured by him."

"Yes, sir."

Cao Jie immediately went down and soon brought Lu Changfeng up.

After Lu Changfeng saw Zhang Rang, his eyes were red, as if he could spit out fire at any time.

"Zhang Rang, if you dare to see me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Zhang Rang pointed to the chair next to him and signaled that Lu Changfeng would sit down.

Lu Changfeng was not polite, so he sat down directly.

"Of course I'm not afraid that you will kill me, because you can't beat me at all. Even if you can succeed in a sneak attack, I will be injured. But please believe that as long as I can't kill me, I will have a thousand and ten thousand ways to let you know what pain is and what heartbreaking."

Hearing Zhang Rang's words, Lu Changfeng smiled coldly, "Then try it. Do you think there is anything that makes me surrender to those torture instruments?"

Zhang Rang also smiled, "It's really okay, I really have a pair of torture instruments here. I just don't know if you can stand it."

At this moment, Lu Qinghan walked into the room with a pot of freshly brewed tea.

For a moment, Lu Changfeng was stunned.

He finally understood what Zhang Rang just said meant.

I am not afraid of torture, and even when my master is forced to commit suicide, I feel that death is nothing scary.

However, when I see the only concern in my heart, my heart is really like a knife.

"Sir, please use tea."

When Lu Qinghan saw Lu Changfeng in the room, he didn't dare to look at his uncle, so he could only lower his head, put down the tea set, and then pour tea for Zhang Rang.

"Zhang Rang! What do you want to do?" Lu Changfeng roared at Zhang Rang when he saw Lu Qinghan's obedient look.

Zhang let the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and reached out to touch the tea, which was a little hot.

"Lu Qinghan, is this tea hot?"

Lu Qinghan nodded.

"Okay, you pour this cup of tea on the back of your hands now."

Lu Qinghan was shocked when he heard this. If such hot tea was poured on the back of his hand, it would inevitably burn him.

But at this moment, Lu Qinghan recalled the scenes he had seen before.

If I don’t do this, I’m afraid the people from Xiaoyaozhuang will...

Thinking of this, Lu Qinghan picked up the teacup and poured it on the back of his other hand.

Lu Changfeng immediately reached out to block the hot tea.

"Qinghan, what are you doing? Zhang Rang, what do you want?"

Zhang Rang looked at Lu Changfeng, whose face was full of care and anger. He knew that from this moment on, Lu Changfeng was no longer Lu Changfeng from Xiaoyao Village, but his own Lu Changfeng.

"Lu Qinghan, you go down first. I want to talk about something with your uncle."

"Yes, sir."

As Lu Qinghan retreated, only Zhang Rang Cao Jie and Lu Changfeng were left in the room.

Zhang Rang looked at Lu Changfeng with anger and said softly: "I have something I want you to help. If you can do it, then I will consider making Lu Qinghan live a better life. Of course, you can choose not to help, but it is hard to say what Lu Qinghan's life will be like in the future. By the way, there are too many people in my Frost and River Sword recently, and many people have no place to live. It would be fine if a girl's house sleeps under the eaves, but if she is crowded in the same room with other men..."

"I agree!" Lu Changfeng gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Rang, but had to agree to Zhang Rang's request.
Chapter completed!