The official road in the cold wind is particularly deserted.

In front of the simple mound of soil, the old servant kowtowed tremblingly, his eyes turned red, and his tears almost dried up.

"Master, I forgave me, I don't even dare to erect the tombstone for you..."

The old servant kowtowed heavily.

Hearing the sound from the carriage beside the road, his face tightened and he turned around.

In the carriage, Liu Qingqing lay in a lifeless state, his eyes were dull and lifeless.

"Young Master, go and kowtow to the master."

The old slave sighed:

"No matter what, the master did not treat the young master badly during his lifetime. You are his only son. No matter what, you have to send him off..."

He didn't blame Liu Qingqing for throwing away the master's body, because he saw that Liu Qingqing had already collapsed at that time and was almost crazy. He didn't want to live anymore, so he didn't care about anything else.

"The only son..."

Liu Qingqing's eyes moved: "He has a son."

"Liu Zuo? That's a beast! When something happened to the master, he disappeared with his property."

The old slave was trembling with anger.

Liu Wenpeng has a very high opinion of himself and does not like the peasant girls in this small county town. He is unwilling to touch them, let alone let them have children.

Liu Qingqing is his only son.

"Master, he has always loved you."

Seeing that Liu Qingqing was indifferent, the old slave knelt down and begged, begging with his face: "Young Master, just send it to the master..."

Liu Qingqing closed his eyes in pain.

When the old slave sighed in disappointment, he trembled and took the reins of the horse, Liu Qingqing struggled to get up, staggered and almost fell.

"Young Master?"

The old slave's face changed: "Then, that old executioner has dispelled your internal energy?!"

Liu Qingqing pushed away the old slave's palm, staggered and walked in the cold wind, kneeling in front of the mound of soil, and said nothing for a long time.

I don't know how long it took.

"What's the use of "a thousand miles of silver, a hundred houses, and a thousand acres of fertile land?"

He kowtowed nine times with tears in his eyes, and Liu Qingqing looked tumbling.

I just feel that everything in the world seems meaningless.

After saying goodbye to my father, he returned to the carriage. The old slave kowtowed three times in the distance before he led the horse away.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a rustling sound from the carriage, and his heart skipped a beat and turned around to look.

Then he saw a mess of hair all over the ground. Liu Qingqing used his hand as a knife to pull out his long hair.

There was blood on his head, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Young Master!"

...

Yu Yang slept very long, fragrant and relaxed this time.

He stretched slightly, and a sound like a bean was heard everywhere in his body, and his energy was so full of energy that it almost exploded.

"Although the magical power is good, people can't stand it..."

He took a few iron broad beans and swallowed them. Zhu Yang took a long breath, but there was still a tingling pain all over his body, as if he was trampled by a herd of cows.

There are no sequelae of supernatural powers, but compared to the King Zhao of the Western Palace, his body is really fragile and he seems overwhelmed.

After swallowing a lot of iron broad beans one after another, Yang Yu felt better.

"This gourd..."

Spreading his palms, the purple gold gourd the size of a child’s fist was already dull.

Even though he was asleep, Yu Yang did not let go of his hand. He hugged the knife in his arms tightly, so naturally no one could pry his hand away.

"Just for this gourd..."

Looking at this gourd that was unknown, Yang Yu's thoughts changed into his mind and sensed the gluttony tripod.

Sure enough, in the Gluttony Cauldron, purple and golden light shone brightly.

The many ingredients he collected were scattered and scattered by the light, and they all avoided them.

Only the ghost-headed sword and the purple gold gourd were tightly stuck together, surrounding each other, and seemed to have some resonance.

"really."

Yang Yu was slightly shocked and had entered the gluttony tripod.

The glimmer of light flashing on the text on the tripod wall was covered with bright light, but it was also clearly visible.

Before he could take a closer look, Grandma Yang, who heard the noise, brought the food into the room and said, "Little Prison, let's have something to eat."

The old woman was in poor spirits and was obviously greatly frightened.

"It's worrying you."

Yu Yang held the purple gold gourd and hurriedly stepped forward to take the meal.

His physical strength will not be generated out of thin air. He fought for one night and had not entered the water for two days. Even after eating some iron broad beans, he was still very hungry.

He swallowed the food and swept it away, but he was still hungry.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

The old woman hurried to get the food again, looking at Yang Yu eating more than ten times the food he usually had with a look of distress and worry.

While eating, the old woman talked about what had happened in the past few days.

On the day of Liansheng Rebellion, the city was in chaos, with burning, killing, looting everywhere. Hu Wan and a group of butchers gathered together to protect their wives, children, and the elderly.

After a night, Hu Wan carried him back and had been sleeping for a day and a half.

"It's been a day and a half..."

Yang Yu was a little worried, so he had a meal, and then chewed on the road with a bag of iron broad beans.

In the past day, there was still smoke in the city, and there were still flames that had not been extinguished in some places. The streets were full of miserable conditions, and every household was closed.

But there were also unstoppable sobs.

Yu Yang sighed silently.

His movements were extremely fast, but sometimes the manpower was exhausted. It was the limit for him to kill the evil ones, but he didn't care about the whole city.

A sighed in his heart, and the words in the Gluttony Cauldron had already appeared in the corner of his eyes:

【Kuixing rank map】

【Level: Tendu (Superior)】

【Quality: Extreme (Extreme)】

[Evaluation: The creation of heaven and earth, the gathering of the essence, and the secret treasure of the inheritance of the divine way.]

[You can get the 'Ten Du rank Kuixing' when you are defeated]

[Required ingredients: Purple Gold Swallowing Evil Treasure Gourd (already owned), Seven Star Dragon Abyss Ghost Sword, Evil Suppression Seal]

[Note: Refining this recipe requires conquering one's heart, holding a ceremony, lighting up the life map, refining the four steps of the level, and making mistakes will lead to huge dangers]

【The Glutty Cauldron is insufficient to accumulate energy and cannot be refined】

"Level, Kuixing, conquer his heart, hold a ceremony, light up the life map, and refine the level..."

When he opened his eyes, Yu Yang had a slight headache.

He knew all these words, but when they were combined, they were a little incomprehensible.

However, this also matched what he had heard from the fat man at the Six Gate Stand, which Wang Wu thought did not exist.

It's now in his hands.

"We have to find something from Liansheng's teaching."

After calming down, Yang Yu temporarily suppressed his thoughts.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After walking through several streets, you can see the crowd gathering. A group of butchers led by Hu Wan were supporting porridge stalls to serve porridge to the affected people.

Zhu Shisan led a group of yamen runners to maintain order.

Seeing Yang Yu, Li Eryi came out of nowhere and talked about what happened after he fell asleep.

"Your master is really a character."

Li Er slashed his mouth.
To be continued...