Oujiang River

"Lu Chao, I'm fucking cutting you alive!" Ma Yunhui appeared in the open space behind the clan hall with a blood-stained golden hidden sword in his hand. The murderous intent on his body was enough to scare some timid ordinary people to death!

Zhang Youmin, who had been guarding the open space, saw Ma Yoonghui coming back and even said this, he immediately understood the reason and did not ask anything. He just sat quietly and watched.

Lu Chao, who had already been picked off his tendons and was still wailing gently, was also a little confused for a moment. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but his hands and feet could not use any strength. He could only lie on the ground and hummed, gritting his teeth and said, "You can kill and shave it. Eighteen years later, I will still be a good man!"

"I really cut you alive!" Ma Yunhui was so excited that he almost ran away by the news that Yang Xiancheng had jumped into the river and had a life-and-death unknown. At this moment, he heard Lu Chao's almost provocative words and immediately entered a runaway state.

He held a golden hidden knife in one hand and grabbed Lu Chao's collar with the other, pulling him up from the ground directly. However, his face was angular, and a ferocious murderous intent appeared.

With wide eyes staring at Lu Chao's eyes, Ma Yunhui said softly: "Don't think I'm joking with you."

Carrying the disabled Lu Chao, he walked towards the west gate of the Ma family courtyard with a huge stride, he met Ma Haizhen and Ma Chunhui who were rushing back on the way, but no one said anything.

More than half an hour later, a black red flag sedan stopped at the almost ruined Xinghe Bar. Ma Yunhui, who had red eyes but did not cry, took Lu Chao out of the red flag car with expressionless expression.

A young man in his fifteen or sixteen years old was carrying an old man in his sixties or seventies who had broken his tendons. This scene immediately attracted the attention of many pedestrians and students on Wanshou Road, especially the golden hidden knife in Ma Yunhui's hand, which made people shudder.

Ma Yunhui didn't say anything, Lu Chao was like a dead dog, but he had already vaguely guessed the reason why Ma Yunhui brought him here...

"Who is that man you?" Lu Chao asked weakly.

Ma Yunhui looked down at him coldly, but did not answer his inquiry. He just dragged him towards the guardrail on the banks of the Oujiang River. His whole body was like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years. The coldness revealed a cold murderous intent, and he felt like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away.

Seeing that Ma Yunhui didn't answer his question, Lu Chao was really panicked. This kid didn't really want to cut him alive, right? This... Is it necessary to kill someone so hard?!

"Boy, don't go too far!" Lu Chao twisted his body hard, with a little panic in his tone: "It's enough. I've been broken by you. What else do you want? Ah? What else do you want?!"

Lu Chao's voice was very loud, which attracted pedestrians on the road at the entrance of Xinghe Bar to look at each other, especially when he heard Lu Chao say that his tendons and legs were all broken by Ma Yunhui, a few timid people left in panic.

Facing Lu Chao's roar, Ma Yunhui still said nothing. He turned his neck and glanced left and right until he dragged him to appear by the guardrail.

The remaining blood on the guardrail attracted Ma Yunhui's attention. He continued to drag Lu Chao to the edge of the guardrail, put away the golden hidden knife and stretched it over his right hand, and gently stroked the guardrail with his index finger. The sound was low and terrifying: "Chen Bo, did you jump from here?"

Lu Chao trembled subconsciously, but he gritted his teeth and refused to say whether he had jumped from here. Instead, he said with a slight tremolo: "Boy named Ma, give me some fun, I will give you all my life savings! Really, give it to you all!"

"Ha..." Ma Yunhui suddenly laughed, nodded and looked at Lu Chao. After reaching out to explore in his pocket, he took out a thick yellow handkerchief. This handkerchief was used to wipe his sweat when he was practicing.

With a thud, he threw Lu Chao on the ground, squatted down and reached out, pinched Lu Chao's cheeks, and pierced Lu Chao's mouth with his hands like iron pliers. While stuffing the handkerchief into his mouth, he whispered: "Is Cheng Bo who grew up watching Cheng Bo since he was a child? Cheng Bo is also my enlightenment teacher... Your life savings? Can your life savings be worth Cheng Bo's life?!"

After the words came, his body suddenly stood up, lifted and swung his right hand, and threw Lu Chao directly into the air, then grabbed his hair and hung him half on the guardrail on the banks of the Oujiang River.

"Zheng..." The golden hidden knife that had been sheathed before was unsheathed again. It was cold and had a strong bloody smell of golden hidden knife. The back of the knife gently stroked Lu Chao's cheek. Ma Yunhui whispered: "Bo Cheng is not only my teacher, but also my relative. If he hadn't suggested that my mother let me practice martial arts, I would have been a sick and sick person. Haha, the kind of person who had no power to tie a chicken."

"You are very good. You actually forced Cheng Bo to jump into the Oujiang River... Ha, you can go down today, right on the banks of the Oujiang River, I want to use your flesh and blood to commemorate Cheng Bo's spirit in heaven!"

At the beginning, his tone seemed very gentle, but when it came later, Ma Yunhui almost yelled out his words in a roaring tone.

"Puff..." The golden hidden knife gently slashed down from Lu Chao's face. His gray training suit, which was already covered in blood, instantly became an open bathrobe, with a white body exposed in the air, and shining with the white riverside guardrail.

Without clothes to cover his shame, feeling the itchyness caused by the breeze blowing by the riverside, Lu Chao, who had been blocked by the yellow handkerchief, couldn't help but make a panic whimper. He didn't expect that Ma Yunhui would really dare to cut him alive on the banks of the Oujiang River in broad daylight, in full view of everyone!

The last trace of luck in his heart disappeared without a trace. Lu Chao, who was swept across his body by boundless fear, was unable to say even a word, except for a wave of whimpering sounds that didn't know whether it was fear or begging for mercy!

The crowd of onlookers made noises, but Ma Yunhui did not respond at all. He just took his golden hidden knife and slowly, gently, cut off a layer of nearly transparent skin from Lu Chao's face, throwing it into the air and let the breeze blow it away.

At this moment, Ma Yunhui thought of the scene where Yang Xiancheng kept taking care of him when he was a child, thought of Yang Xiancheng's laughter, and also thought of the various cares that Yang Xiancheng has cared for him over the years...

The iron-stone heart, created by more than six years of life and death training, also showed obvious flaws at this moment. Ma Yunhui's eyes became a little wet, and two crystal tears appeared on the inside of his eyes.

Looking at Lu Chao, whose face was filled with fear and pain, Ma Yunhui was like a skilled doctor, one after another, one after another, and took off his flesh from Lu Chao and threw it into the rolling Oujiang River.

He has never been as angry as he is now, nor has he been as calm as he is now, nor has he felt this feeling of heart-wrenching, but after he reaches the limit, everything returns to calm.

Tears slid silently on his handsome face, and the golden hidden knife fell again and again.

Tears fell on Lu Chao's wounds, and Lu Chao's blood flowed directly into the Oujiang River.

Ma Yunhui said softly: "Bo Cheng, Yoonghui will avenge you now. You must open your eyes and see clearly in the sky. This person is Lu Chao who caused you to jump into Oujiang!"

I was so calm that I was terrible, but tears were like a flood that broke through the dam, and I couldn't stop it no matter how I stopped it.

Lu Chao twisted his body hard and tried to break free from Ma Sunhui's clutches, but Ma Sunhui's left hand was like a huge rock that was ten thousand pounds, pressing him tightly on the guardrail and unable to move.

Before he knew it, Lu Chao's body was covered with blood, and the pedestrians watching behind were dispersed by the Ma family who arrived later. A tear-jerking aura of sadness floated above the Xinghe Bar.

The relationship between Ma Yunhui and Yang Xiancheng has exceeded the boundaries of ordinary masters and apprentices, and is no different from relatives.

Everyone in the Ma family knew that Yang Xiancheng was Ma Sunhui's enlightenment teacher, so none of the Ma family rushed to the scene to stop Ma Sunhui's seemingly cruel behavior. They just silently maintained the scene and dispersed the pedestrians trying to come and watch.

Everything was going on in a terrible silence, and the Oujiang River water seemed to be dyed with bright red blood.

As time passed by minute by minute, Lu Chao's struggle became weaker and weaker.

A strong smell of blood was spreading in the air, and Ma Sunhui's tears had soaked her clothes, but he seemed to be unaware of it and said something softly. There were so many people present, except for Lu Chao who was already in a daze, no one knew what Ma Sunhui was talking about.

Yang Xiancheng's death was a heavy blow to Ma Yunhui that he had never experienced before. After reaching the limit of sadness, he forgot to roar, cry, and avenge. He just raised his hand and fell, one knife after another, like a machine, carrying out a miserable memorial.

When Lu Chao died, he was at the position where Yang Xiancheng was thrown into the Oujiang River. He was scrambled into a skeleton by Ma Yunhui on the guardrail on the banks of the Oujiang River, and was thrown into the rolling waves.

Ma Yunhui, whose consciousness gradually became clear, said nothing. She silently took a white square scarf from his hand and gently wiped the blood in her hand.

Ma Haizhen looked at Ma Sunhui. After a long time, he sighed lightly, reached out and patted Ma Sunhui's shoulder gently, comforted him, "Go to be ashamed of the truth, the dead are gone, but you still have to continue to live."

"Yeah." Ma Yunhui nodded gently, and did not wipe the golden hidden knife in his hand, and threw the square scarf into the Oujiang River. Then he raised his head and said to Ma Haizhen: "You must find Cheng Bo's body, promise me, you must find it!"
Chapter completed!