Kyoto, Han family.

On a rocking chair, there was a handsome and elegant young man lying on it.

There was a lark in his hand chirping and kept chirping.

And the eyes of young people are full of love.

"Puff!"

At this time, the young man used force to pinch the lark into a meat paste.

I was full of love for the first second, but lost my life the next second, which is incredible.

And the people around him seemed to have gotten used to it, and no one even took a look at it.

This young man is the talent of the Han family, Han Jiutian, and a Wuzong who is above Su Yu.

"Young Master." At this time, a maid who looked like a fairy came over.

She glanced at the blood in Han Jiutian's hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Young Master, this is the fifth pet you have killed."

Han Jiutian's eyes were as gentle as water, and he was so gentle.

He sighed, "My father said that if you are born in a big family, your heart must be harder than a stone, otherwise you will be in danger of your life at any time."

"Xiaoya, do you think I did it now?" Han Jiutian looked up at the maid and said.

Xiaoya shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I will always support the young master's decision."

Han Jiutian whispered: "I haven't done it yet, Xiaoya, do you know why?"

Xiaoya still shook her head and said, "Young Master's thoughts cannot be understood by me, a maid."

"I want me to tell you, I'm still far from it." Han Jiutian stood up from the rocking chair, "Do you know why?"

Xiaoya still shook her head.

A hint of coldness flashed in Han Jiutian's eyes.

He sighed, "Because you are still alive."

Xiaoya's body stiffened, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "If the young master wants to kill me, you don't have to do it yourself."

Han Jiutian waved his hand and sighed: "I can't do anything to you."

Then, Han Jiutian changed his face to a warm smile and said, "What's the matter with me?"

Xiaoya stood up from the ground and handed her cell phone to Han Jiutian.

The content on the mobile phone is about Qincheng.

"This young man named Qincheng has been very popular in the martial arts world recently." Xiaoya said.

Han Jiutian nodded and said, "The eighth-grade master, who defeated a Wuzong, is indeed a rare talent, and he may not lose to Su Yu. Under the same conditions, I think Qincheng will be the leader of the younger generation."

Xiaoya smiled and said, "Then he can't compare to the young master! The young master can win the tiger with bare hands at the age of six. At the age of eighteen, he killed a Wuzong. How could this Qincheng be compared?"

Han Jiutian smiled without refuting.

"Let's wait and see." Han Jiutian carried his hands behind his back, "I'm quite looking forward to seeing Qin Cheng grow up."

...

Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Here, there is a special prison for imprisoning extremely vicious martial artists.

And in the deepest part of the prison, it is said that a man with great strength and extremely terrifying strength is imprisoned.

Of course, this has always been a legend, because there was a death order from above, no one could approach the prison deep in the depths.

"I have met Master Zhou." Two members of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association bowed and said.

Zhou Ding glanced at him and said, "Give me the key to Su Pei's room."

"This..." The two people in charge of the detention looked at each other, as if they were at a loss.


Chapter completed!