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Chapter 1487: Medicine slave 11

On that day, Ouyang Qing and his mother were having dinner in a tea shop and heard the following conversation.

"Have you heard it? The Xiao family in Lingnan?"

"Is this a thing too? This is spread all over the world! If I ask me, if anyone treats me like this, I will destroy his whole family!"

"Xiao Daxiao is really kind-hearted and does not involve innocent people."

"Who said no? It's a pity that the Xiao family has nearly 400 lives, and less than 100 of them have participated. After this calculation, they still owe nearly 300 lives to the Xiao family."

"It is fair to follow my thoughts, one life will be worth one life!"

"These aristocratic sects have their eyes that they want to grow into the sky on weekdays, but they didn't expect to do such a thing in secret! It's really shameful!"

"Where do they have any conscience? They don't even let go of children of a few years old!"

"Maybe they are so dirty on weekdays!"

"What famous Jian Villa, Qingyang Gate, and Medicine King Valley are all dirty inside!"

Listening to the discussion among the people in the world, Ouyang Qing held the chopsticks in his hand tightly. Mrs. Ouyang looked at him, and Ouyang Qing slowly calmed down her anger. Now that the matter has come, no one is on their side, which also makes Ouyang Qing particularly frustrated.

"Let's go. Pack some food." Mrs. Ouyang stood up. At this time, she couldn't fall down. She wanted to take Ouyang Qing to support Mingjian Villa.

This time, when I arrived at the Yaowang Valley, Mingjian Villa suffered heavy losses. After the owner passed away, six capable guards were completely left in the Yaowang Valley. Thinking of Mingjian Villa's reputation has been lost, I can't even raise my head in the world in the future.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ouyang only felt that the blood and blood in her heart were surging.

On the way, Ouyang Qing rode his horse without saying a word, and Mrs. Ouyang rode his horse and walked beside him.

"I'm still struggling with those people's comments?"

Ouyang Qing turned his head to look at his mother: "Mom, aren't you excited or angry when they say that we are Mingjian Villa?"

Mrs. Ouyang shook her body: "What's the use of being excited and angry? This is the injustice your father did outside. If someone comes to him, what can I do?"

"Your father never discusses with me when doing things. If I knew that he had done such a thing back then, I would have to divorce him. That would have been more than a hundred lives, and it was destroyed in your father's hands. How could he do it?"

Ouyang Qing embarrassedly: "My father also wants to break through the innate..."

Mrs. Ouyang looked at her son disappointedly: "This is not a reason for him to kill. He wants to go further in martial arts. He should study harder than seeking to seize other people's things."

"Xiao Shengnan said it well at all. Like your father, you can only see yourself, not see justice and justice. We will never pay back what we owe to the Xiao family."

Ouyang Qing opened his mouth wide, but unexpectedly his mother did not stand on the side of Mingjian Villa, but said this.

Mrs. Ouyang no longer looks at him. The more she gets along with the people from the Ouyang family, the more she feels tired. She is still justified when she does something wrong and doesn't know how to repent at all, but this is still her own son...

Where can the footsteps of Jiang Chan and Xiao Yuan be compared with those of Mingjian Villa? Before Ouyang Qing and Mrs. Ouyang arrived at Mingjian Villa, they had already arrived at Mingjian Villa.

When they saw Jiang Chan walking in, the six tribesmen who had participated in the Xiao family's bloody case looked at each other. They had known the news for a long time, and now they stay here, hoping that Xiao Shengnan would not implicate the innocent.

When they thought of this, they couldn't help but feel sarcastic. They had no sympathy for the Xiao family when they did such a thing. But now they ask the other party to show mercy to their parents, wife and children.

Ouyang Cheng's mother is still alive. Ouyang Cheng's father died early, and she was the one who pulled Ouyang Cheng and several children to grow up. Although she didn't know about Ouyang Cheng's doing such a thing, she finally had some guesses in her heart.

Now that she heard rumors in the world, she also confirmed her guess.

The old lady in her sixties had red eyes when she saw Jiang Chan. She had to be stronger for the rest of her life, but she didn't expect to suffer such torture when she was old.

Jiang Chan glanced at the old lady, "Are you going to break up yourself or do this by yourself?"

A middle-aged man bowed to Jiang Chan: "We broke it ourselves. It was indeed a matter of our thoughts back then. Over the years, we have been unable to sleep day and night, and now we can finally get rid of it."

Jiang Chan raised her lips: "Then you can break it yourself. I want to remind you that I will not kill your relatives today, but they will come to you in the future, so don't blame me for killing the weeds."

A man lowered his hands and said, "We have all left our last words. This is what we owe to the Xiao family. We are willing to die and have no complaints."

There was a lot of crying outside the hall, and the old lady Ouyang said coldly: "Take your tears back! Do you have the face to cry if you make such a big mistake?"

When she heard these crying, she felt sarcastic in her heart, but what could she do? Among the people who participated in it, three were her sons, and the remaining nine were elites in the clan. Unexpectedly, they were all defeated now.

The younger generation did not grow up, and the middle generation's elites were all dead. Thinking of this consequence, the old lady's body shook.

Jiang Chan felt uncomfortable when she saw the old lady like this, but this was the case with this world. She couldn't let these people go because the old lady was pitiful.

Otherwise, where would she hold the Xiao family's deep hatred? It's just that the two sides have different positions.

With the six people committing suicide, Jiang Chan looked at the old lady: "The Xiao family was a big family back then, and the old man Qianji explained that the five families that participated in that year divided up a total of one million taels of silver and rubbed the "Tiangang Fist" of the Xiao family."

The old lady took out a small cloth bag from her arms tremblingly: "After hearing the rumors, I carefully searched in the training room of the evil son, and indeed found the "Tiangang Fist" of the Xiao family. The evil son once recorded that in addition to this boxing book, he also took away 300,000 taels of silver from the Xiao family."

"This is 300,000 taels of silver notes, and now it is the original owner." Pushing the small cloth bag in front of Jiang Chan, the old lady stood up: "I didn't know about the bloody case of the Xiao family back then. Thank you for your kind heart and kindness, and giving us a way out for our family. I will restrain the children in the clan well and prevent them from causing trouble."

Jiang Chan opened the small cloth bag, and it was the boxing and silver note. She threw the small cloth bag into Xiao Yuan's hand: "Please hold it, we should go to Kunlun for the next stop."
Chapter completed!
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