For Xi Zitang, more things happened during this period than in the previous ten years, and they were all so heavy and sad.

The closest disciple, or to be precise, a partner, his ignorance directly led to him being frozen.

His home was destroyed, and his mother's life or death was uncertain...

In this quiet night with a bright moon and bright stars, his mood was so heavy and sad.

The fragrant tea on the table seems to be a strong drink that can relieve sorrow. The cups are kept flowing.

The scholar originally thought that Xi Zitang Dongcha knew the preciousness of this tea and was impressed by its charm. However, when Xi Zitang had a drunken tea reaction, he realized belatedly that this guy was simply

Wasting away everything.

After a night of chatting, Mo Ke had a new understanding of this young man. He might have had some prejudice in his heart because of his sweetheart before. Let’s not talk about how he can compete with Dong Kuangxian Shenggong Shantai.

The tenacity shown after going through all this is worthy of admiration.

Looking at the tea-drunk Xi Zitang, this seemingly frail man would have suffered what others would have broken down.

The softness at this moment is superimposed with the arrogance facing Gong Shantai. This is a complete and true man!

In the night sky, there are countless stars, and the bright moon is among them. The round silver plate looks down at the earth quietly with a kind and gentle smile on its face.

In the purity of this early morning, Xi Zitang held the hammer in his arms and looked out the window at the moon surrounded by a few thin gray clouds, like a fairy dancing gracefully...

The bright moonlight shone down, adding vitality to the silent night, as if it were draping a gauze skirt on the earth, adding beauty to the petals, and bringing coolness to his bed...

Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down.

"Mother..." He endured this sound for a long time.

Until now, he didn't dare to delve into whether his mother was alive or...

When the morning star appeared in the east, Xi Zitang was almost certain of the next path.

He firmly believed that his mother must be a lucky person, so his next goal was simple and clear: to find his mother and take revenge.

"Shall you come in by yourself, or shall I go out and bring your body in?" Xi Zitang suddenly stood up, opened the window, and said to the empty window.

"Three...two..." Xi Zitang's countdown began.

Phew, a black figure jumped in from the window.

Under the pale moonlight, he was thin and tall like a silhouette. It was impossible to see his appearance clearly. We could only vaguely see a cloth tie around his eyes.

"You don't need to ask, because I won't say anything." The waiter said directly.

"From the Tang Men Sect?" Xi Zitang's voice was low and slightly hoarse.

"No comment."

"If you're new or not, I'll blow your head off with one punch." Xi Zitang looked at him expressionlessly.

"Xin, you've seen it all before." The waiter responded truthfully.

"so……"

"No comment."

Xi Zitang didn't talk nonsense anymore, stood up and punched!

"Be merciful!" After a clear voice, a pretty figure in a black robe rushed in from the window.

"It's you." Xi Zitang looked at him and showed a vague sneer, "The richest man in Shi?"

"We meet again." As soon as Xi Hongshi appeared, the waiter took a step back and stood behind her.

"You didn't even show up when I smashed your bank..." Xi Zitang looked her up and down, "So you are the leader of the Tang Sect."

"Yes." Xi Hongshi did not deny it.

Xi Zitang stretched out his thumb and punched away.

Xi Hongshi hurriedly dodged and at the same time threw out two feathers, "The Novice Village Order has a hidden agenda!"

Xi Zitang ignored it and did not put down his offensive at all.

Bang!

After punching him, the waiter made a human shield for Xi Hongshi.

After a mouthful of old blood spurted out, the waiter in the shop did not waste any nonsense or unnecessary actions, and hurriedly stepped aside and endured it himself.

"Reckless man!" Xi Hongshi glanced at Xi Zitang with contempt, then closed his eyes and sneered, "If killing me can comfort the suffering villagers, then you can do it."

"Xiaoer, you are not allowed to interfere, let him do it." Xi Hongshi added.

"Yes." The waiter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, held his chest and took three steps back, "If you dare to hurt my sect leader, I swear to die with you."

The waiter in the shop threw out a cyan pearl, which was an immortal thunder bead. From the five-star symbol on the bead, one could tell that it was of the highest quality. Even a golden immortal could be blown up to the point where his immortal roots were destroyed.

One of these Five-Star Immortal Thunder Beads is enough to exchange for a city, and its value shows its power.

Even if Xi Hongshi was the crown prince of a country, the richest man in a province, and the leader of an organization with such a powerful background, it took him a full year to collect four five-star beads. Needless to say, the human and financial resources spent on them were unnecessary.

The refining of this kind of curse bead is a forbidden art. Forging it requires not only strong cultivation, but also a beast soul bead of at least the spirit beast level or the immortal root of an N-level immortal cultivator as the main material...

"Threats are useless." Xi Zitang glanced at the waiter, then looked at Xi Zitang again, "No matter what your purpose is, you will disappear in front of my eyes now!"

"If not, let's settle the old and new accounts together!"

Compared with Xi Zitang's seriousness and anger, Xi Hongshi seemed much calmer and calmer, "There are still old debts? Do you want to compensate my bank?"

"It's no use pretending to be like me." Xi Zitang sneered, "Ever since you stole my hammer, I knew you were not a good bird."

"We are each other." Xi Hongshi still smiled, "You who can rival the Immortal Saint are hiding in a cheap mountain village, so what are you pretending to be?"
Chapter completed!