Chapter 292 Don't cry, take revenge if you have a grudge, kill if you have a grudge!
Shen Ruoqing was heading towards the old house with Ye Wutan.
In the car, Shen Ruoqing looked at Ye Wutan with a worried look on her face and said with concern.
"Husband, are you okay?"
Ye Wutan smiled.
"It's okay."
Shen Ruoqing glanced at the extra strand of white hair on Ye Wutan's temples, and hesitated to speak.
Ye Wutan seemed to see through Shen Ruoqing's worry about him at a glance, raised his hand to rub Shen Ruoqing's hair, and smiled to comfort her.
"Don't worry, I'm really fine, just a little tired."
Shen Ruoqing pursed her lips and asked.
"Where are we going?"
Ye Wutan replied.
"I used to live in the old house of Yixu in the imperial capital."
Although he said so, what Ye Wutian was thinking in his heart was that if the underground of the old house of Yixu really had a purple essence stone vein like the underground of Jiangnan International Expo Center, then his strength would be able to recover to the fifth level again.
Or even higher.
At that time, the Tianying Sect would be wiped out in one fell swoop.
No problem!
Shen Ruoqing nodded and asked again.
"Is there a stove in the old house? You haven't eaten for three days. When you get to the old house of Yixu, I'll make you some noodles."
Ye Wutian felt warm in his heart.
"Of course there is. I lived in the old house of Yixu for at least two years."
Shen Ruoqing didn't say anything else.
At the same time.
The old house of Yixu within the second ring of the imperial capital.
Han Zikun had already followed Han Ziqi's instructions and came to Su Qingluan.
Then, Han Zikun easily picked up the dying Su Qingluan and walked towards the well under the ceiling.
There is a wooden cover above the wellhead to prevent dust from falling.
Han Zikun kicked the wooden lid away and threw Su Qingluan in casually.
While throwing it in, Han Zikun was twisting a string of purple beads in his other hand.
It seemed to him.
Throwing a living person like Su Qingluan into a well is an ordinary and trivial matter!
Plop!
Within a moment, there was a sound of a living person falling into the water from the well.
This sound.
Somewhat dull.
At this time, both Han Ziqi and Han Zikun raised their hands to their ears.
They listened carefully to the sounds coming from the well. After
Su Qingluan fell into the water, the first thing she heard was the sound of her struggling on the surface of the water.
Then...
gurgling...
the sound of Su Qingluan sinking reached the ears of Han Ziqi and Han Zikun.
After about half a minute, the
sound in the well disappeared.
Han Zikun bent down and looked down into the well, then spoke calmly.
"Clan leader, the depth of this well is at least a thousand meters. It will probably take a while for this girl to sink to the bottom of the water."
Han Ziqi closed his eyes and carefully felt the breath coming from the well.
He frowned and sighed.
"It's full of water vapor, and there doesn't seem to be any other special breath coming from it."
Han Zikun suggested.
"How about I open this well? Go down to the well and take a look?"
Han Ziqi thought for a while and said.
"Let's do it another day. Let's go to the house and take a look. I feel that there is an object in the living room that can barely catch the eye!"
Han Zikun was stunned.
But he didn't say anything more and followed Han Ziqi into the living room.
The two walked into the living room, just like returning to their own home, and sat down separately.
It was as if in their eyes.
Killing a person is no different from killing a beast or stepping on an ant.
Han Zikun casually picked up the kettle next to the tea table, uncorked it, felt the water temperature with his palm, and asked respectfully.
"The water has just been boiled. Can I make you some tea?"
Han Ziqi nodded, and casually looked at the layout of the living room.
Finally, his eyes fell on the dining table in the restaurant, which was covered with a black cloth.
Han Ziqi looked at it carefully and was slightly surprised.
He asked.
"Zikun, when you came here last time, was there such a black cloth on the dining table?"
Han Zikun was stunned, and also cast his eyes over and smiled.
"It's just a tablecloth, and it's black. I've never taken it seriously."
Han Ziqi ordered.
"Bring that black cloth over here and have a look."
Han Zikun didn't understand why the clan leader would pay so much attention to such an ordinary tablecloth.
However, Han Zikun didn't think too much about it, so he stood up and walked towards the restaurant.
When Han Zikun stretched out his hand and touched the black cloth on the table, he froze in his place and his wrist dropped.
"Tian Can Wu Jin Yu?"
Han Ziqi smiled when he heard this.
"Just now when I was outside, I felt that the atmosphere in this living room was a little wrong. Now it seems that there is indeed such an object that can barely catch the eye!"
Han Zikun took a breath of cold air when he heard this.
“Just barely acceptable? Chief, this… this is the Heavenly Silkworm Black Gold Remains, which is not afraid of lightning or fire. Even if it is thrown into magma, it will not be damaged at all! Even in the treasure house of my ancient Han family, this item must be ranked in the top three!”
Han Ziqi said with a smile.
"Look at your little knowledge, put it away, I will personally cut it into a precious robe later, and then I will give you one!"
Han Zikun knelt on one knee in excitement.
"Han Zikun, thank you!"
Han Ziqi stood up and sighed.
"Let's go, it's a pity that I didn't get to see Ye Wutan, the little bastard, when I came here, otherwise I would have killed him directly to make Ganger happy."
Han Zikun got up from the ground and snorted.
"Such a little beast is not worth your personal efforts. Send you home, and I will go to the medicine warehouse again and kill him in front of Luo Xuanyuan."
Han Ziqi nodded calmly.
"That's it, but before you kill him, ask him a few questions. I want to know how he broke through the shackles of the Heavenly Pill. If it's really because of the martial arts on the treasure map, then... keep him for a few days!"
Han Zikun said with a smile.
"No problem."
Then, the two of them left the virtual old house.
Half an hour later, Ye Wutan and Shen Ruoqing just arrived at the virtual old house.
After entering the gate, Shen Ruoqing looked back at the gate of the old house and asked in confusion.
"Why is this gate open?"
Ye Wutan was about to say something.
At this time, a whistle came from the well under the roof!
This whistle...
was naturally from Su Qingluan.
She is not dead yet!
Once, Ye Wutan saved Su Qingluan in the war.
At that time, although Su Qingluan had her tongue cut off due to the trauma of the war and became a mute,
Ye Wutan still kept her by his side.
The first and only gift Ye Wutan gave her was a distress whistle!
That day,
when Su Qingluan received the distress whistle, she was no longer afraid.
It was also that day that
Su Qingluan regarded Ye Wutan as her only relative in the world.
Over the years, Su Qingluan has always worn the distress whistle given to her by Ye Wutan. However, she has never blown it. Even though she had fought on the battlefield and faced the siege of thousands of mercenaries, she had never blown the whistle! The reason was that she didn't want to trouble Ye Wutan. Today,
Su Qingluan blew the whistle for the first time! God knows how desperate Su Qingluan was during the time when Han Zikun threw her into the well. She almost used up all her strength to swim to the surface of the cold water in the well! At this moment, Su Qingluan was clinging to the wall of the well, shivering all over. She blew the whistle for help again and again. Her face was as pale as paper. But her eyes were still bright as if she saw hope. The almost perfect face of the girl with a masculine appearance was covered with water drops, but it was cold well water. No tears! Just because Ye Wutan said to her when he saved her in the war. "Don't cry." The whistle sounded more and more harshly. At this moment, Su Qingluan vaguely saw a figure falling above the wall of the well. It was Ye Wutan! It was not until this moment that Su Qingluan could no longer hold back the complicated emotions in her heart. Tears burst out like a dam! At this moment, Ye Wutan had already landed beside Su Qingluan and reached out to grab Su Qingluan's hand. And at this moment, Ye Wutan felt that Su Qingluan was seriously injured! She was obviously beaten seriously and then thrown down from above! Ye Wutan's face was as cold as hell, but his voice was surprisingly soft. "Don't cry, take revenge if you have a grudge, kill if you have a grudge!"