Su Changqing walked out of the cave and stood on the top of Shili Slope.

At this time, there was no one left in this bandit's den that caused trouble for hundreds of miles.

The strong smell of blood permeated all directions, corpses were strewn all over the mountain, and the remaining bandits had long been frightened and fled.

Su Changqing let out a long breath and then walked down the mountain.

He killed many people today, but he didn't feel anything was wrong. These people died innocently.

The news spread quickly, and the first person to spread the news was the shopkeeper who had stolen the goods.

"At that time, I was passing through Shilipo, and happened to encounter bandits from Shilipo. The warriors I paid to hire were all beheaded by the bandits. Just when I thought I was going to be doomed, a man wearing a mask with a grimace appeared.

People fall from the sky."

"He was like the messenger sent by God, and like the Shura who came out of hell. Wearing a mask with a ferocious face, he killed the bandits on Shilipo Mountain with one sword and one man, making them cry for father and mother."

As the old shopkeeper spread the news, people in all the surrounding cities were shocked.

Even after the news spread, some government detectives went to investigate in person. When they saw the scene ten miles up the slope, they were all shocked.

It was so tragic, there were corpses everywhere, and some corpses had been devoured by wild animals, leaving only some white bones.

Others were pecked by birds such as eagles and crows, which was a horrifying sight.

Several police officers were shocked. The bandits they had not been able to successfully suppress for many years were actually killed.

For a time, the young man with the grimace mask became a name spread by everyone in several cities under Nanchang City.

"Master Ghostface killed the bandits of Shilipo Mountain with one sword. Such a strong man is really awe-inspiring."

"Yes, Mr. Ghostface cares about the people. He is really a blessing to the people!"

Within Nanchang City, people in several other cities were chanting the name of "Lord Grimace", and the news even spread to Nanchang City.

Nanchang City is prosperous, but in the most prosperous place in the city, there is a quiet place, Qingya Pavilion.

In the Qingya Pavilion, there are rockeries, flowing water, and green bamboos blooming in the sun.

A winding path extends from the gate of Qingyage Pavilion, and at the end is a pavilion, majestic and majestic, with an antique style.

At this time, Murong Chen was sitting in the attic. He looked calm and was painting, and the person in the painting was none other than Lin Qingxue.

It has to be said that as the quasi-holy son of the Tianlan Sect, Murong Chen is very good in terms of both his cultivation aptitude and his painting talent.

Lin Qingxue in the painting is subtly curled up and vivid, just like a real person.

At this moment, a figure hurriedly entered the attic, and it was Liu Quan.

"Stop talking, let me finish this stroke, and Qingxue's portrait will be completed." Murong Chen waved his hand.

When Liu Quan heard the words, he swallowed them as soon as they reached his throat.

Soon, Murong Chen put down the brush in his hand, looked at the person in the painting with a smile on his face, and said quietly: "Liu Quan, what's the matter?"

"Sir, the ghost-faced murderer who killed Shi Yan has appeared."

"Appeared? Where?"

"Ten Miles Slope!" Liu Quan said solemnly.

"Shilipo? Where is that place?"

"A bandit's den. That man destroyed the bandit's den in Shilipo, and then disappeared again."

"You mean that after he killed the bandits in Shilipo, he disappeared again?"

"yes!"

Hearing this, Murong Chen's face darkened. He looked at Liu Quan and said, "Liu Quan, from now on, you don't have to bother me with this kind of useless news. Don't you have something in mind?"

Liu Quan's expression changed drastically, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and said solemnly: "I understand, little man."

With that said, Liu Quan quickly exited the attic.

"Wait..." At this moment, Murong Chen suddenly called Liu Quan.

"Master, what else can you do?"

"What is Su Changqing doing recently?"

"Su Changqing? Are you talking about Miss Lin's previous good-for-nothing husband?"

"What kind of husband? That's just a waste."

Murong Chen's face darkened and he shouted loudly. For some reason, suddenly thinking of Su Changqing made him feel sour in his heart.

He is just a loser, but he was once married to Lin Qingxue.

Although he knew that there was no real relationship between the two of them as husband and wife, Lin Qingxue was still a virgin until this moment.

But no matter what, the other party had nominally owned Lin Qingxue, and he had not nominally owned it either.

"Master, calm down, sir!" Seeing Murong Chen angry, Liu Quan became even more panicked.

If Murong Chen wasn't happy, no one would say anything if he slapped him to death.

"Okay, I don't want to hear this name again. Go check it out, find this person, create some accidents, and make him disappear. I don't want to know everything about him."

"Yes!" Liu Quan breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, don't let Lin Qingxue know that it was me who did it."

"Understood!" Liu Quan took the order and left.

At this time, in a secret courtyard, Nu'er was dying. Her face was pale and sad, and she was suffering from great pain.

The Seven-Day Soul-Breaking Pill is an extremely poisonous poison. People who take it will suffer the pain of heartbreak every moment for seven days.

This kind of pain can make people lose all willpower and finally give in.

But Nu'er didn't give up at all. She kept insisting. Although three days had passed, she still didn't tell everything about Su Changqing.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the door of the woodshed was pushed open, and a cold wind suddenly hit him, making the slave shiver.

Seeing the person coming, Nu'er's eyes revealed a look of venom and resentment. Her eyes flashed with cold light, and she wished she could tear the person in front of her to pieces.

This person is Lin Sihai, and this is his third time here.

The first two times, he didn't get any news about Su Changqing, which made him so angry that he wanted to slap his slave to death.

In the past two days, he had received news that someone seemed to be investigating Nuer's whereabouts, and according to speculation, it was probably the Hongye people.

This shocked him, and combined with Liu Changfeng's sky-high price that day, made him even more suspicious that Su Changqing might have something to do with Hongye.

This shocked Lin Sihai. In the past, Su Changqing was just a good-for-nothing son-in-law of his Lin family. How could he be related to Hongye?

Could it be his father Su Xinghe?

That's impossible. How could Su Xinghe, a martial artist, come into contact with red leaves?

The more Lin Sihai thought about it, the more uneasy he became. If Su Changqing was really related to Hongye, then he might have a lot of background.

At this time, he even regretted forcing Su Changqing out of the Lin family. If Su Changqing really had a close relationship with Hongye, driving Su Changqing away would not only cause the Lin family to lose an opportunity to get close to Hongye, but also create a potential enemy for the Lin family.

Therefore, Su Changqing must die!

Lin Sihai's eyes flashed with red light, filled with murderous intent.

He looked at the slave curled up in the corner with a painful expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "Bitch, have you figured it out?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and directly touched the slave's neck, untying her acupuncture points.

"Old man, you must die a happy death!"

As soon as the slave regained the ability to speak, he started to curse loudly.

In the past few days, she has endured inhuman treatment, and only she knows the pain she has endured.

If possible, she would even choose to commit suicide to end herself.

But she couldn't do it, she couldn't even commit suicide, she could only continue to suffer.

Unable to move or speak, she silently endured the pain of heartbreak for three days.

But she would not tell Lin Sihai anything about Su Changqing.

"Stinky girl, you are looking for death!" Lin Sihai was furious and slapped the slave on the body.

The slave coughed up blood, his body flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

She was too weak, with almost no vitality in her body, her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and the power of Qi Ri Du Chang Powder made her miserable.

The pain in her body caused her to faint several times, but she woke up again after fainting.

If she hadn't reached the level of the physical realm, she would have died of pain long ago.

At this time, Nu'er's eyes were filled with blood. He looked straight at Lin Sihai and said weakly: "Old man, you will never know the whereabouts of my young master."

"Bitch, let's see how stubborn you can be!" Lin Sihai slapped him again.

Nu'er had no strength at all. At this time, he was slapped twice by Lin Sihai, and his life was gone again.
To be continued...