Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

"This is your first time using a sword," Zhu Houzhao looked at A Fei, the baby in A Fei's arms, and smiled, "It's not for killing people."

A trace of fluctuation appeared in Ah Fei's eyes: "The sword is not meant to kill people."

Ah Fei didn't say any more, his "Tao", he has always been very clear, clearer than anyone else, so his footprints are always so straight.

He stepped aside, the child was in his arms, extraordinarily quiet, because Ah Fei's hand was not only steady with the sword, but also steady when holding the child.

"You..." Ye Erniang drew her knife, "How did you know? You know the news about my son? Did you steal my son?"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes froze: "I don't like being pointed at with a knife. If you point at me again, I can guarantee that not only will you die, but your son will also die."

Ye Erniang's body shook, and the two knives fell to the ground.

She knelt down: "I know it wasn't you who stole my son. You were so young, and you were just a baby back then. But I beg you, I beg you, tell me where my son is. Can you tell me?"

"Your son is lost, you are so anxious," Zhu Houzhao said indifferently, looking down at Ye Erniang, "You have caused so many parents to lose their children over the years, think about how many people suffer the same pain as you. ?"

Ye Erniang was stunned and started to kowtow, one, another...

"Yuantu, what are you still doing?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Yun Zhonghe, "I did that guy for me first, and I'll talk about other things later!"

At this time, Yun Zhonghe didn't know where he was, and he had no help, and he was about to escape.

It's a pity that although Yun Zhonghe's Qinggong is high, it is not as high as Lin Yuantu, who is cultivating the "Sunflower Body Technique".

Whoosh!

people fast!

Sword is faster!

With a flash of sword light, Yun Zhonghe fell weakly from the air, his tendons were provoked, his eyes were also blinded by the sword, and he struggled constantly on the ground.

He screamed miserably, but no one would pity him.

Among the four evil people, Zhu Houzhao can spare the other three, but Yun Zhonghe must die.

"Miss Mu," Zhu Houzhao didn't look at Ye Erniang again, turned around and looked at Mu Wanqing, "This thief was just unreasonable to you, now, it's up to you!"

Mu Wanqing was originally a stubborn person, and directly shot a sleeve arrow into Yun Zhonghe's throat, learning about Yun Zhonghe's life.

"Thank you!" This is the first time that Mu Wanqing has said thank you to Zhu Houzhao, and it is also the first time that Mu Wanqing has smiled for Zhu Houzhao.

Some people, even if they are grateful in their hearts, are hard to say, but once such a person says "thank you", it means that she is really very, very, very grateful.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and laughed happily, but Duan Yu felt as if a lemon had been unscrewed in his heart, and his heart was sour.

"Now Yun Zhonghe is dead, please tell me..." Duan Yanqing swallowed and said nervously, "Tell me the whereabouts of my son and that female bodhisattva."

The frequency of Ye Erniang's kowtow did not slow down, her forehead was already broken, and blood dripped all over her face: "Please, please tell me where my son is, please tell me..."

Mu Wanqing looked at Ye Erniang, slightly unbearable: "Brother Zhu, just tell her! She looks pitiful."

"Since Miss Mu has spoken," Zhu Houzhao nodded, showing some pity to Ye Erniang, and sighed, "Well, I'll give you two a chance."

Chapter 0114 Degree Hua Ye Erniang

In the woods, Zhu Houzhao stood with his hands behind his back, his white fur hanging down on the ground, calm and calm.

In front of him, the blood on Ye Erniang's forehead has gradually condensed into a blood scab, but the blood stains on her face have not been wiped clean, the tears and blood mixed with dust, it looks particularly ferocious.

Ye Erniang is very hateful and pitiful. Although she has broken up countless families in the past ten or twenty years, it is only a tragedy in itself.

"I beg Zhu Gongzi to tell me, tell me my son's whereabouts," Ye Erniang stared at Zhu Houzhao, full of pleading, "I will be a cow and a horse in the future to repay Zhu Gongzi."

Zhu Houzhao looked calm and looked at Erniang Ye: "I'm not going to hide it from you, your son is in Shaolin Temple now."

"Shaolin Temple?" Ye Erniang was taken aback, "He..."

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "That's right, I'm with your old friend, Xuanci. His current name is Xuzhu, and he's a third-generation disciple of Shaolin Temple."

Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Ye Erniang's face showed an unbelievable expression: "Could it be that he took my son..."

Zhu Houzhao interrupted Ye Erniang: "No doubt, Xuanci doesn't know about your son's news. There are only two people in the world who know Xuzhu and your identity."

Ye Erniang asked conditioned reflexively, "Which two?"

"One is me," Zhu Houzhao rolled his eyes, "the other, of course, is the one who sent your son to Shaolin."

"Who is he?" Ye Erniang clenched the two knives in her hands again, "I must kill him!"

Zhu Houzhao sneered: "Even your good friend Xuan Ci is not his opponent, and you want to kill him alone?"

There was a hint of sadness on Ye Erniang's face: "But, but..."

"What you're thinking about now is not about revenge," Zhu Houzhao looked at Erniang Ye indifferently, "At least you now know that your son is not dead, and you know where your son is."

"But don't forget, how many children have you harmed over the years? How many families have been torn apart?" Zhu Houzhao's tone was calm, but with Sen Han's killing intent, "The pain their parents endured would be more severe than that of their parents. Are you any less?"

Ye Erniang was taken aback: "I..."

"Don't tell me the reason," Zhu Houzhao said indifferently, "You Erniang, Ye Erniang, are not the only ones in the world who have lost their children, but you are the only one who is so mad and doing such evil things."

Ye Erniang nodded silently: "Yes, I made such a big mistake, and it is not a pity to die. When I go to the Shaolin Temple and see my son, I will apologize to myself."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes were like lightning, and he aimed directly at Erniang Ye: "Huh! Apologize yourself? You said it easily! The thousands of children you harmed have lost their biological parents. Is this what you can pay with your life?"

"The so-called parents' debts are paid by their children. The way of heaven is above, and everything has a certain amount," Zhu Houzhao said unceremoniously, "You have done so many sins, and the amount of karma is monstrous. , Do you think that as long as you die, you will be fine?"