Chapter 285 He should have killed him with one palm
Fuyan looked at what the three disciples brought in, and after learning that the city lord's palace said that they should read the letter first, he took the letter from their hands and opened it.
The content of the letter came into his eyes, and after scanning a few lines, Fu Yan's face changed slightly, and his eyes quickly shifted from the letter to the box.
"Master, what is written in this letter?"
Several people saw this and asked questions.
Fuyan frowned, looking at the box with extremely complicated eyes.
"This is... Wan Qing's leg."
It was difficult to explain what was in the box, and when everyone heard it, their expressions suddenly changed.
Ling Hanyun was the first to step forward, took the box from Song Heyu's hand and turned the lock.
As soon as the box was opened, a strong smell of blood came out, and the contents inside were covered with white cloth.
Ling Hanyun reached out and lifted off the white cloth, and what came into view was a pair of legs that had been neatly chopped off from the knees.
With just one glance, several people couldn't help but gasp, feeling extremely shocked.
"City Lord Wen said that this morning someone found such a pair of legs hanging above the Apocalypse Stone Sword. He used a retrospective mirror to check that the owner of these legs was the late Qing Dynasty."
Fuyan looked at the legs in the box with complicated eyes, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to her.
"Master, City Lord Wen, can you tell me who did it?" Wei Chengan frowned at the pair of white legs and raised his hands to cover his nose in disgust.
Fuyan nodded, "It was done by the demon clan, but the reason is still unknown."
"Perhaps he went to join the demon clan, but he didn't do anything good and was killed."
Song Heyu looked at those legs with a mocking tone.
He was unhappy with his retribution. In his previous two lives, Lin Wanqing had almost become a cripple due to Lin Wanqing's design. He was still grateful to her, but now he is also crippled.
Those who want to harm her will not treat her. Even if she survives the disaster, she will not survive long in the world of immortality as a cripple.
Song Heyu's cold and sarcastic look fell in the eyes of several people.
They also all know that Song Heyu almost lost his legs due to Lin Wanqing's murder in his two previous lives, and they understand his feelings.
And Song Heyu's statement is not unreasonable.
The demons appeared last night, and today Lin Wanqing's leg was chopped off and hung on a stone sword.
Looking at the legs, Ling Hanyun closed the box and asked, "What should I do with these legs?"
"Throw it into the forest to feed the monsters." Song Heyu immediately expressed his thoughts.
Ling Hanyun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and seemed to think it was pretty good.
Wei Chengan looked at the legs thoughtfully. This was indeed the best way to relieve his anger.
The three of them all agreed, and Fuyan didn't intend to get involved. He just nodded and said, "I'll leave these legs to you."
The three of them all believed that Fuyan had not been reborn, so they were very happy that Fuyan did not stop them from doing this.
They left with the box, but Fuyan slowly sat down with the letter and read the last two sentences on the letter.
"Lin Wanqing colluded with the demons and killed several members of the patrol when he chased Yun Yanchu last night."
Fuyan did not tell the three of them these two sentences. The demon clan's dispatch last night may be related to the pursuit of Yun Yanchu.
Lin Wanqing... is really obsessed with it.
I thought that she could be reborn, and having no intersection with Yun Yanchu in this life could lead her to the right path.
But after all, it’s still...
Fuyan sighed softly, if he had known this earlier, he should have killed him with one palm when he was reborn, which would have been better than becoming a scourge to the world of immortality now.
Qingyu and the others didn't know that their master Fuyan had actually been reborn a long time ago.
But even if they are reborn, people will still do some things that they regret.
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In the countryside, in a dilapidated house that had been abandoned for a long time, a man was swaying his body and uttering obscene words and curses.
Beside him, there were several people anxiously urging him to hurry up.
"I understand, that young master really rewarded us so much that he left us so crippled."
"That's good. Hurry up."
"I know, I know..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the broken wooden door that was being held up by several people was kicked open, and then a sword light flashed into the house.
The man who was urged made a move, and then a blood mark appeared on his body, and his body was cut in half by the sword light.
Several people in the room looked at the door, and saw a man holding a sword in his hand, entering against the light, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"You guys deserve to die!" the man's voice sounded.
Then he raised the sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, everyone in the room died.
Xie Linchuan looked at the scene in front of him, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Lin Wanqing's eyes were hollow, his body was covered with scars, and his forehead was even bruised.
Her face was full of tears and she was as motionless as a dead fish.
Xie Linchuan's heart shrank, and he quickly came to her, stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her.
"I'm sorry for late Qing, senior brother is late."
Xie Linchuan's voice was trembling, and his tone was full of self-blame.
When Lin Wanqing heard his voice, her bright eyes trembled, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother... kill me."
Xie Linchuan trembled when he heard this and quickly wiped away Lin Wanqing's tears: "Don't talk nonsense, it's okay, just pretend nothing happened. Senior brother will take you away."
Lin Wanqing looked at Xie Linchuan's self-reproaching look in front of him, and knew what he had to do to win his sympathy and love.
She originally wanted to kill these disgusting people and absorb their essence to restore her body.
But the Qingyu Sect disciple token in her storage bag kept lighting up with Xie Linchuan's message of inspiration.
Lin Wanqing didn't know why Xie Linchuan was looking for her, but she had a new plan in mind.
Instead of killing these people, it's better to use them.
No matter what Xie Linchuan was here for, she bet that Xie Linchuan couldn't remain indifferent when he saw her miserable condition.
The result is obvious, she won the bet.
A hint of calculation flashed deep in his eyes, and Lin Wanqing trembled slightly, with tears in his eyes, "Brother, I'm so dirty, I beg you, please kill me..."
Xie Linchuan held her in his arms distressedly, "Wan Qing is not dirty. Wan Qing is the cleanest woman in the world. Be obedient. Let's just pretend that nothing happened, okay?"
"I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't mean to hurt you before, I'm sorry..." Lin Wanqing couldn't stop swallowing, tears kept falling.
"I know that Wan Qing is a kind person, but he just took the wrong path for a while." Xie Linchuan comforted Lin Wanqing, already forgiving in his heart.
He couldn't do it, he couldn't be cruel to Lin Wanqing.
Let him be selfish again and take her back to Qingyu to put her under house arrest.
He would not let Lin Wanqing come out to harm others again, so he would just let her keep her life.
Xie Linchuan always believed that people can be influenced. Lin Wanqing used to be a kind-hearted person like Xie Linger, but he took the wrong path due to a mistake.
Xie Linchuan hugged Lin Wanqing tightly, but he didn't know that the woman in his arms had been plotting against him from the beginning.
Taking advantage of his stupid and ignorant kindness, taking advantage of his feelings and obsession with her. This chapter has been completed!