Chapter 54
"I joined the Datong Association through Hu Bolong last year"

Yang Huchan said via voice transmission.

Hu Bolong.

The second in command of the Datong Association.

Have you ever heard of Qin Yuan? It is said that he is a tall, strong and handsome man.

Yang Huchan's circle of friends is really unconvincing.

"So let's do it"

Qin Yuan asked.

Yang Huchan looked at Qin Yuan with surprised eyes, and after a while sneered, "You don't know?"

Yang Huchan asked himself that he has seen countless people in his life.

I have never seen someone who is as afraid of death as Qin Yuan.

It is impossible for such a person to be unaware of danger.

"I really don't know"

Qin Yuan opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

He knew this from the beginning.

The alchemist envoys, the Wuqin Immortal envoys, and the Gu clan envoys all ran under their noses, but they couldn't be found, and the magic power in him could be dissipated.

Yang Huchan was too lazy to hold on to this question, and looked worriedly in the direction of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.

With the personality of that righteous brother, I know, the possibility of letting him go is very small.

Suddenly, Yang Huchan regretted joining the Datong Association.

He is 55 years old and has a few more years to live.

Even if Datonghui can win the world, it will take at least ten years.

At that time, he had long been deaf and dazzled.

He wants to continue to play, and people look down on him.

"here we go"

Qin Yuan said.

At this moment, teams of people drove in from outside the city.

The lowest level of cultivation is also seventh rank.

Ninth grade, grand master, one catches a lot.

In several places, fighting fluctuations close to the mountains and seas have appeared.

It's nothing if these guys are scattered, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even Qin Yuan can't deal with it.

Not to mention, a bunch of conspirators hiding behind who didn't really show their fangs for unknown reasons.

"Why did not I see"

Yang Huchan's voice fell.

In the direction of the city gate, a flame shot up into the sky.

Illuminated the night sky.

It also takes killing to another level.

"It's up"

Yang Huchan's teeth chattered in fright.

The sense of powerlessness, fear, and the growing cold wind almost made him collapse.

Qin Yuan ignored him.

Staring at one place.

There are hundreds of alchemists participating in the slaughter, do you want to take advantage of the chaos and kill a few.

After thinking about it, Qin Yuan gave up again.

Now is not the time to play tricks.

"Dragon Slayer"

"Dragon Slayer"

……

The voice was filled with endless grief and indignation.

It was immediately drowned out by louder fighting sounds.

The weak and unprepared Datonghui was defeated faster than Qin Yuan thought.

Before dawn, the fight was over.

Due to excessive fright and another night of cold wind, Yang Huchan fell ill.

Before leaving, he forcibly handed the Zuo History Academy to Qin Yuan.

Regardless of qualifications, prestige, or relationship with him, Qin Yuan is the first choice.

Qin Yuan also wanted to pretend to be sick, but no one believed him.

Pretend to be hurt, already played once.

Helpless, I can only...to transform.

That's right, it's the way of transformation.

Qin Yuan had long wanted to feign death to escape.

Next, is the big manhunt.

Thousands of people were captured and killed.

Many of them were actually wronged.

But no matter how they shouted, no one paid any attention.

The governor said that he would rather kill one hundred thousand by mistake than let one go.

Everyone in the capital was frightened.

The previous Duan Hu pretended.

This great governor doesn't even bother to pretend.

A gang leader who has been engaged in various illegal activities for a long time said with emotion: "Compared with these people, I am a Bodhisattva who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha."

He was arrested that day because he sympathized with the Datong Association.

The gang leader explained: "Even if I want to go, the other party doesn't like me."

Another one was added, and I have longed for the Datong Association for a long time.

He was killed without going to court or going to the execution ground.

Many people were brutally arrested and executed because they couldn't bear to do anything to their former comrades on the battlefield.

There are many such examples, and they spread rapidly from the capital city.

The number of dead people exploded.

In order to kill faster, the means of killing are constantly updated and iterated.

Qingzhou set up a huge tent, drove everyone in, and then released poisonous smoke.

Zhongzhou chose to kill on a large scale.

Guangdong Province drove people directly into the sea.

……

The entire court turned bloody.

A few months passed in a flash.

Although the killing is still going on, the intensity is not as good as before.

In Xisantiao Hutong.

Qin family.

Qin Yuan ushered in his 50th birthday.

"I wish my uncle a happy life and longevity, and the road to martial arts goes farther and farther."

Lee Soo-min, who had a sword on his waist and was about to perform the sword dance, took the lead in congratulating him.

Colleagues in the Zuo History Academy followed suit to congratulate.

Even Yang Huchan, who had been sick for several months, also came.

"When I was young, when a ninth-rank master passed his birthday, half of the martial arts world would be alarmed. Now"

Yang Huchan shook his head and sighed.

The world changes so fast that even he, an extremely flexible person, can't keep up.

"Famous is not necessarily a good thing"

Qin Yuan laughed.

Yang Huchan nodded.

After seeing so much over the years, he finally understood.

The higher you climb, the harder you fall.

Don't look at Zheng Sanfa's flourishing power now.

Sooner or later, he will end up dying and laughing for the world.

"Give uncle a happy birthday"

Li Shoumin led the three sons to Qin Yuan.

"I wish my uncle the sun and the moon shine together, and the spring and autumn will not grow old"

The three energetic boys knelt down together and said in unison.

The emperor is long gone, and it is not taboo to compare Qin Yuan to the sun and the moon.

How long the sun and the moon can exist, isn't this wishing me an early death.

Uncle Qin is in a good mood today, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as a few children.

One person also wrapped a big red envelope.

The three boys were so happy that they smiled.

He kowtowed to Qin Yuan a few more times.

"Someone sent a letter"

A colleague came in and said.

Qin Yuan took it, opened it and saw that it was written by Shao Pingping who went to Changbai Mountain.

In addition to congratulating himself on his fiftieth birthday, he also sent a drop of solidified ginseng liquid.

There is a vigorous spirit sealed inside.

This kid really found an opportunity.

Qin Yuan was surprised, but also moved.

I got the benefits, and I didn't forget my old uncle.

"Brother Yuanda, brother Yuanda..."

Another voice came.

Qin Yuan had already discovered it.

It was Lu Yunfei who was rescued by him back then.

The crowd separates.

Lu Yunfei, with a dusty face and frosty temples, was supported and walked over.

Qin Yuan got up and helped him to sit down.

"I didn't expect everyone to still remember me, especially Brother Yunfei. I'm really sorry that I've traveled thousands of miles at such a young age."

"If you're sorry, just have a few more drinks with me"

Lu Yunfei said.

Then, he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you see your siblings?"

The crowd laughed.

There are too many siblings, but none of them live here.

Lu Yunfei, who immediately understood, said enviously, "Dream of the capital city once in ten years, and win the honor of being a brothel."

"doesn't rhyme at all"

Someone broke the stage.

It made everyone laugh again.

Suddenly, everyone's laughter decreased and stopped.

All looked at Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan's face, which was originally glowing red, was already ashen.

Li Shoumin tremblingly said: "Uncle Qin"

"It's okay, didn't you say you want to dance the sword for me?"

Qin Yuan insisted and said.

Li Shoumin hesitated for a while, drew out his sword, and began to dance.

It's not as graceful as the girls' dance in the brothel, but it's free and unrestrained.

It makes people look very comfortable.

"How can there be a sword without a harp, who has a harp"

Yang Huchan laughed.

"I brought it"

someone said.

Yang Huchan took the piano and played it.

Amidst the melodious sound of the piano, Li Shoumin danced to clarify the shadow.

"Fifty years of life are like dreams and illusions. There is life and death. What regrets are there for a strong man?"

Qin Yuan raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

From bottom to top, the body turned into rain of light at an extremely fast speed, drifting away with the wind and disappearing.

"Uncle Qin"

"Far up"

"Uncle"

……

There was a mournful sound in the yard.

After Qin Yuan died, his donkey died of hunger strike.

On the day when Qin Yuan was buried in his clothes, someone saw many very old women, some from brothels and some from high-ranking families.

……

(End of this chapter)

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