"Have you guessed it?"

Fang Yuanshi stepped forward, his face was indifferent, but the coldness in his eyes made Song San feel deeply the approaching of death.

"Wait a minute..."

He couldn't help but shout: "You killed Song Yujie, the old man in Songzhong will never let you go. He is crazy now and wants everyone to bury his son with him... I can help you, I know that old guy..."

Halfway through his words, a look of horror suddenly appeared on Song Zhong's face, looking at the black blood he spit out.

"I will clean up that old dog, so you can set off now!"

Fang Yuan has not seen any of the mutant bead-tailed snake poisons except for the King of Hell.

This warrior who has the most skill and his appearance is naturally not able to do it either!

Not long after, Song San fell down softly and turned into a corpse with a blue-faced face.

"What a pity... the poison was emitted so quickly. I originally wanted to listen to more news... But, you are not worthy of my life-spanning pill..."

After Song San died, a hint of regret appeared on Fang Yuan's face and waved his hand: "Flower Fox, go patrol around. Someone is approaching, just kill me!"

"Hehe!"

A white lightning shot out quickly, and it didn't take long to come back. The minions were clean and they shook their little heads again.

"No one? Could it be that Song San was followed by one person?"

Fang Yuan was a little confused, and then saw the 'trouble' lying on the ground, and sighed again: "You are so lucky!"

If Song San had intentionally stopped, Fang Yuan would have sent Zhou Wenwu out long ago to settle the relationship, but Song San's intentions affected him and eventually caused trouble, which would be considered unlucky.

Moreover, this person has been in a coma and does not know his attitude and performance just now.

Then it has the value of saving the previous one.

"Even the Zhou family was destroyed. It seems that Song Zhong was indeed half-crazy. He just happened to save Zhou Wenwu and made him go to the sect to cry. He was killed by both brothers and sisters, and all the witnesses were there, and no sect would let him go!"

As long as it is a gang organization force, it is impossible to tolerate seeing the horsemen under his command attack and kill each other, otherwise would they still need cohesion?

If the Zhou family had been destroyed and there was no victim, Song Zhong might be able to throw out a few scapegoats and successfully escape.

But now with Zhou Wenwu's testimony, no matter how huge the energy in Songzhong is, it will be useless. This is a public anger!

Therefore, in Fang Yuan's eyes, Zhou Wenwu has become a valuable card and is worth saving.

After all, Song Yujie died at his hands and would not be at ease if he didn't completely beat Song Zhong to death.

...

"Dad...Ah Fu..."

In the dream, the sword light and blood shadows could be seen vaguely with the hideous face of Song Zhong.

Zhou Wenwu shouted and woke up, feeling cool.

The injury that was originally stamped on the chest by the internal palm force was much better at this time.

"Yes... Dad tried his best to resist the enemy and asked my sister and I to escape from the secret passage. Unfortunately, they were chased again. Even if there were covers by the dead, they would be dispersed in the end..."

His eyes gradually became clear and he looked around: "Is this... a valley?"

"You woke up?"

Fang Yuan came in with a bowl of medicine, with a look of concern on his face.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Zhou Wenwu was about to turn over and get up to salute, but Fang Yuan pressed him down: "You are injured, should you take good care of yourself... What happened to the Zhou family?"

"Zhou Family..."

When Zhou Wenwu mentioned this, his eyes turned red and tears rolled down: "From now on, the Zhou family has been removed from the Qingye City!"

"As there any incident, can Mr. Zhou and Miss be safe?"

Fang Yuan asked in surprise: "Who is the murderer?"

"The behind-the-scenes commander is undoubtedly Song Zhong!"

Zhou Wenwu gritted his teeth: "Although the thief is disguised, I will never make any mistakes when I see it with my own eyes!"

"hiss……"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said in shock: "What happened?"

"Then Songzhong is a madman!"

Zhou Wenwu half sat up and said, "My sister and I broke through separately. I wonder if the layman has seen him? There are also pursuers. At that time, it seemed that Song San, a great disciple of Songzhong, was chasing me. This guy has already obtained 70% of the true teachings of the old thief, and it is quite difficult to deal with..."

“I haven’t seen it…”

Fang Yuan shook his head: "Your Madam Zhou, you are auspicious, the heavenly world. What is this place hidden? Then Song San may have gone back to report his life long ago..."

"I think so!"

Zhou Wenwu was disbelief in his heart. When he thought of the layman's methods, he suddenly felt shocked and answered tacitly.

"Okay, I wonder what your plans are next for Mr. Zhou?"

Fang Yuan asked a few more questions before getting to the point.

"Of course I'm going to the sect and ask the sect leader to be fair!"

Zhou Wenwu's eyes were red and his fists were clenched: "I am irrelevant to this old thief!"

It seems that he is also quite clear that with his own strength, he is powerless to deal with Song Zhong, and he must seek help from the sect.

Besides, Song Zhong made a big mistake this time. As long as it can be revealed, it will definitely die!

"With your current injury, you shouldn't have been very disturbed. Fortunately, Qinghe County City is not far away. I will prescribe another medicine to make you act as usual, but you can't use martial arts anymore!"

Fang Yuanzhe said.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhou Wenwu said gratefully, and felt even more sad. Zhou Wenxin did not come to meet, and it was probably more unlucky.

In this way, he was the only one left in the Zhou family.

"After revenge, even if the villain is a cow or a horse, he will repay the great kindness of the layman!"

“No need for this…”

Fang Yuan shook his hands and glanced at Zhou Wenwu deeply: "It's just that you have not recovered from serious injuries, so I'll escort you to the county town?"

"What?"

As soon as he said this, Zhou Wenwu suddenly became dull.

He originally had this idea, but he thought that he had already troubled others a lot before, so he was really embarrassed to speak. At this time, Fang Yuan took the initiative to propose that he was a great person in his eyes!

Little did he know that in Fang Yuan's eyes, if he was missing the victim, how could Song Zhong be completely killed? This card was too important, but he could not lose money, so he had to take action himself.

Of course, Zhou Wenwu didn't know all of this. In his eyes, this young layman was not only skilled in medical skills, but also kind-hearted, and shining, which made people dare not look directly at him.

...

"Qinghe County City..."

On the road, a ox cart was moving forward slowly, and Fang Yuan was wearing a bamboo hat and thinking silently.

Of course, there are government officials in this world, but they feel pitiful, just like in Qingye City, which was decided by several families before.

The county town is not much better. For Qinghe County, Guiling Sect is like a local emperor, and the imperial court office has become a decoration.

Oh, maybe that can't be said. After all, some of the county magistrates and senior officials are "stand-alone" by senior officials of Guiling Sect.

From this, Fang Yuan roughly understood how miserable the royal family in his country was, which was almost the same as the royal power of the constitutional monarchy in his dream.

It is precisely because of this that after the major family extermination case, Zhou Wenwu even reported to the officials, and his whole heart was to ask the sect to uphold justice for him.

The ox cart is slow and the way it is to walk smoothly is very beneficial to the wounded lying inside.

‘The flower fox marten stayed in the valley to guard the house. This trip to the county town is enough!’

‘Of course, if the black sand palm is not exposed, it will not be exposed. The kung fu in the eagle claw iron cloth shirt must be improved as soon as possible!’

Fang Yuan's eyes were filled with a hint of eagerness to try, and he glanced at his attribute bar again:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 2.7

Qi: 2.6

God: 1.5

Age: 18

Cultivation level: The fifth level of martial arts

Skill: Black Sand Palm [Five Layers], Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt [Four Layers]

Expertise: Medical skills [Level 2], Implant skills [Level 3]”
To be continued...