Chapter 1977: Endless Hatred (Part 2)

"I know you are not afraid of death, so I have no intention of letting you die at all." Bai Chen came to Canglang, stepped on his head, stamped his face hard on the ground, and then forcefully Crushing.

Rubbing again and again, it seems very interesting.

Feeling the heavy gravity coming from above his head, Cang Lang's face was now bloody and bloody, and the blood rolled red on the ground. He didn't even have the strength to resist.

"I told you, don't get any information about the master from me!"

His face was so worn that he was deformed, and the wolf was still roaring hysterically.

But Bai Chen was enjoying it. With a flick of his finger, a strange black flame fell on Cang Lang's arm.

At this moment, the Chaos Holy Flame began to burn blazingly in his hand, and within a moment, the burning smell filled the air.

The bloody eyes stared at the gradually charred flesh and blood on his arm, as well as the withered bones that turned from white to yellow. Sweat fell like rain. Canglang Gujing Wubo's old eyes gradually closed, allowing him to ravage him.

Seeing the black flames spreading from his arms to his shoulders, Bai Chen curled his lips, suddenly held the Fengshen Sword, and swept it across, and Cang Lang's left arm was cut off.

Kicking away the severed arm, he squatted down and took out a sapphire porcelain bottle from his waist.

Open the bottle, and inside is a pill to stop bleeding.

Putting a pill into Cang Lang's mouth, Bai Chen moved his handprints and whispered: "Binding God Ling."

With a falling sound, golden light flew out of his palm instantly, and finally fixed the wolf to the wall.

"The Eight Drunken Immortals! Are you really the Cat Emperor's disciple?"

Hearing Cang Lang's horrified words, Bai Chen smiled indifferently: "No comment."

boom!

One punch.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

…

Jiang Xiaofan and Jiang Chen stood far outside the cave, hearing banging sounds from inside the cave. Even if they couldn't see it, they knew what kind of torture the wolf would get from Bai Chen.

"He didn't think that the long-haired monster was a punching bag, right?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel horrified when he heard the punches.

"Who knows, but this person must be my benefactor's enemy, so my benefactor must be so angry."

"Okay, then let your benefactor continue fighting to his heart's content. I'll prepare food."

Jiang Chen curled his lips disapprovingly and walked out.

…

The sound of fists continued from the dark night into the second dark night.

Jiang Chen also cooked hot soup for the fifth time outside the cave.

Finally, Bai Chen dragged his tired body out.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen was overjoyed. He quickly grabbed a bowl of hot soup and ran over: "My benefactor, must you be hungry? Let's have a bowl of hot soup."

Originally, Bai Chen wasn't hungry, but when he saw Jiang Chen's beautiful little face, which was not stained with pink and white, but now also disheveled, he had no choice but to smile helplessly and took the hot soup.

After casually taking a few sips, Bai Chen suddenly discovered that Jiang Chen's cooking skills were very good. It was really not easy for a lady to have such cooking skills.

Seeing Bai Chen's expression improve, Jiang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "My dear friend, who is that person in there?"

"People from Wanchao Pavilion."

Bai Chen said calmly.

Wanchao Pavilion?

"Does the benefactor have any grudge against Wanchao Pavilion?"

Jiang Chen looked curiously.

Bai Chen nodded, his eyes sharp and sharp: "A blood feud."

! !

Hearing these words, Jiang Chen's eyes changed instantly.

She stood up indifferently and walked towards the cave.

Seeing this, Bai Chen frowned: "Don't go in, you will feel nauseated!"

"No, I'm not a vase in the greenhouse."

Jiang Chen picked up a stone and walked directly into the cave without listening to Bai Chen's advice.

Soon, there were bangs again inside the cave, the sound of rocks hitting.

Unexpectedly, this little girl was quite ruthless in her actions. Bai Chen smiled bitterly, thinking that there was a reason why the Jiang brothers and sisters had been able to establish a foothold in Jinzhou for so many years.

After eating and drinking, Bai Chen walked into the cave and forced Jiang Chen out. At this time, Jiang Chen's blue dress was covered with blood stains.

"Go find a place to take a good bath. Just leave the torture to me."

Bai Chen walked into the cave again.

Immediately afterwards, a punch fell, causing ripples again.

…

In this way, Bai Chen would treat the Canglang as a punching bag every day, beating him from morning till night, painstakingly.

Seven days later, in the morning, Canglang finally couldn't bear the weight and breathed his last.

As a member of the Deep Blue Comet, Cang Lang defended his dignity with death. A strong man in the realm of chaos died under Bai Chen's punch.

The cave was filled with the fishy smell of blood, and Jiang Chen was still cleaning the cave. Bai Chen and Jiang Xiaofan sat by the campfire, looking at the bright stars in the sky, drinking and talking happily.

It has to be said that beating the wolf to death made Bai Chen relax his muscles and activate his blood circulation, while also making him feel happy.

In the following time, he continued to let the secret sentries of the Jiang family go out to pay attention to the great changes in the world, while he stayed in the mountains to practice.

…

on the other hand.

Under the guidance of Shadow Dragon, Fatty Guo also started a new path of cultivation.

It was a canyon plain between two towering peaks, and there was a huge ancient palace.

There was originally only Shadow Dragon in the ancient palace, but now Su Su and others came to disturb him, breaking the long-lost tranquility.

Su Su and Ye Luo both stood in the room and looked far away from the window. They could see the golden light behind the mountain rising into the sky from time to time.

"I never thought that there was only one person at the Fallen Dragon Altar. Wouldn't he feel lonely?" Ye Luo frowned.

"He should have been used to this kind of loneliness." Su Su turned her head to the lawn outside the temple. There were two figures sitting cross-legged there, practicing selflessly day and night.

Han Lingsha and Zi Mo both regarded Ting Xue as their biggest enemy. One was their adoptive father who was crippled for life by Ting Xue, and the other was their grandfather who died at Ting Xue's hands.

However, with their talents, Han Lingsha would probably need at least tens of thousands of years to surpass Ting Xue, and Zi Mo would probably never have such a possibility.

Su Su clenched her right fist with sadness, her eyes looking straight at the rolling clouds in the sky, and she couldn't help but be moved.

Even if it was her, she was not a match for Ting Xue. The only two people who could really avenge the third senior brother were probably Bai Chen and Fatty Guo.

Placing hope on the two of them was the only thing Su Su could do now. She could only watch quietly. There was no point in doing anything else.

Ye Luo placed his hands on the windowsill, staring at the surrounding distant mountains. He couldn't help but feel curious: "Isn't it said that the place where the God of Destruction fell was here? Why haven't I seen the Falling Dragon Pond after being here for so long?"