V1.Chapter 48

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
In the Cheng mansion, there was a mess. After being unprepared by someone inexplicably, the loss suffered by the Cheng mansion was definitely the most painful one in a hundred years.

And what's more sad is that this thing just happened a few days after the birthday banquet of Cheng's father.

The prestige of the Cheng family with the help of the Linlang Lin family was suppressed to the extreme at this moment. How can a family that cannot guarantee the safety of its own family protect others?

Although those terrible people in gray soon retreated, for Cheng Fu, this is a bloody and profound lesson that will never be forgotten.

The heads of the he family and the Xu family in the county came in a very short time. They were also deeply shocked by the attack on the Cheng family, and secretly congratulated themselves that the strength of the other party was extremely strong. If this happened to the two families, I'm afraid the consequences would not be much better than the Cheng family.

After learning that the Millennium ginseng was also robbed, although they said sorry, they never felt gloating in their hearts.

However, seeing the miserable appearance of the Cheng family, they also agreed to the Cheng family's request to help track down the murderer.

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He Yiming immediately took off his grey robe and black scarf and returned home after leaving Cheng's house. However, when he returned home, he found that only his mother and sister were still at home, while his father and brother had disappeared.

Turning to look at the fire in the direction of Cheng Fu, he immediately understood the whereabouts of his father, brother and others.

After touching his face, he took out another bottle, poured a little liquid on his hand, gently smeared it for a moment, washed away all his makeup, and then cleaned his face. Then he came to the hall of the courtyard.

As soon as he came to the courtyard, Lin Wenyu immediately raised her face and asked, "Yiming, where did you go just now?"

He Yiming habitually disturbed his scalp and said, "Mom, I just went out."

"Why are you going out so late? If something happens, what should you do?" Lin Wenyu said with a warm face.

He Yiming laughed and said, "Mom, I'm just going out to practice boxing. Nothing will happen."

"Practice boxing?" Lin Wenyu's face eased. Over the past year, she also knew the progress of this baby son's cultivation. Although the heart is happy, but also feel deeply puzzled. But after hearing Yiming's words at the moment, she suddenly had a feeling. Everyone said how talented Yiming was, but no one saw the efforts behind him.

If every one of the three generations of the he family has such a degree of effort and refuses to let go even one night, then I'm afraid everyone will make great progress.

Looking at her son's face, which is slightly tender but somewhat mature, and which combines two different feelings, her heart suddenly sour. How many hardships did this son suffer secretly in order to get ahead in the family!

Thinking of this, Lin Wenyu stretched out his hand and hugged Yiming in his arms.

He Yiming looked at his mother inexplicably, but no matter how talented he was, he couldn't understand his mother's mind at this moment. But since he was five years old, he has never been so intimate with his mother. At this moment, when he was with his mother, his heart was also full of warm feelings. He reached out and hugged his mother's waist, and his heart was completely calm. Even those things just experienced seem to be completely forgotten at this moment.

He Yilong's eyes were hot, and he Yiming also stepped forward and squeezed into his mother's arms. He Yiming stared at her, and she also stared back impolitely. The two brothers and sisters stared big and small, but a moment later, they laughed at the same time.

The mother and son are happily enjoying the happiness of their family at home. As for the news of Chengfu fire, they will no longer take it to heart.

It was not until dawn that he Quanming and he Yixuan returned from Cheng's house.

Their faces were extremely dignified. Obviously, they were touched after seeing the tragedy of Cheng Fu.

He, Xu and Cheng are called three aristocratic families in Taicang county. Although there are differences in top combat power, none of them is easy to mess with.

Since the Cheng family has fallen to such a tragic situation, what will happen if those people came to the he family last night?

After he Quanming returned home, he saw Yiming at the first sight. He couldn't help getting angry and said, "Yiming, where did you go last night? Do you know how dangerous it was outside last night?"

He Yiming's heart warmed and said, "Dad, I went out to practice Kung Fu last night. Later, I saw a fire in the city, so I came back."

"Practice Kung Fu? Why can't you practice Kung Fu at home?" He Quanming's anger suddenly decreased a lot, but his tone was still very sharp.

Lin Wenyu hurried forward and pulled he Yiming behind him. He explained a few words in a soft voice, and also vaguely pointed out that the reason why Yiming was able to achieve what he is now is inevitably related to his unremitting efforts on weekdays. Since the son has such a mind, parents can't hold back anyway.

He Quanming was just worried about the safety of his son. At the moment, he even stepped down the slope and repeatedly told him to promise that he could not go out again in the evening of these days.

He Yiming was naturally submissive and did not refute at all. His heart was very happy that he had muddled through like this.

However, when he returned to the room, he couldn't help feeling depressed.

How to deal with this millennium blood ginseng? I can't give it to my father. I'm reluctant to throw it away. Do I have to eat it like this?

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After a day's consolidation, peace has been restored in Cheng's house.

But at this moment, there is no longer the festive atmosphere of the previous few days in Cheng's house, but gloomy clouds, and the sound of sad crying can be heard everywhere.

At the moment, in the backyard of the Cheng family, Cheng Laozi and Cheng Jiahui, the two people in charge of the Cheng family, are sitting together.

The two of them are the core of the Cheng family. As long as they are alive, the Cheng family will never decline.

"Jiahui, are you really sure?" Cheng asked astringently. Although he had already given himself the answer in his heart, he would rather ask again.

Cheng Jiahui nodded slowly. His head seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, but it was still unswerving.

"Dad, that man used the fire skill of the Xu family." Cheng Jiahui's voice was deep and powerful: "I have fought with Xu Laosi many times, and I am deeply impressed with this. There is absolutely nothing wrong."

The muscles on Mr. Cheng's face twitched faintly. He murmured, "the fire skill can hurt you easily. I'm afraid it's not the eighth floor."

"Yes, when the boy shot, the man just came out of the inner courtyard, obviously caught off guard, but with such a slap, the boy's effort was easily broken by him, and even the boy himself suffered a certain internal injury. Fortunately, the man was in a hurry, and he was eager to go, otherwise if he stopped..." Cheng Jiahui smiled bitterly and said, "if so, I'm afraid I won't see my father today."

Father Cheng's face was blue and red, and he no longer had the usual sense of elegance.

He snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid it's not that the person wants to go wholeheartedly, but thanks to your mother's bone and blood, so the Xu family dare not be poisoned. If it's someone else in the family, hum..."

Cheng Jiahui immediately lowered his head. He had long suspected this idea, but he didn't dare to say it in front of the old man.

"Have you found out the origin of those people?"

Cheng Jiahui said in a deep voice, "more than ten bodies have been collected. After identification, no familiar faces have been found."

Father Cheng was stunned and asked, "are they from other places?"

"Yes, this is the only explanation, otherwise so many inner strength cultivators can't know none."

"Outsiders?" Master Cheng wondered, "did the Xu family even start to collude with outsiders?"

"The child was also puzzled, but what the man in gray did was undoubtedly the fire skill of the Xu family." Cheng Jiahui vowed.

The father and son looked at each other speechless, although they did not believe that the Xu family had the courage to do such a thing. But the fire skill is the unique skill of the Xu family, and outsiders can't pretend it.

After pondering for a long time, Master Cheng finally said, "Jiahui, you arrange someone to spread it out. Some of the thieves that night used the ninth layer of fire skill."

Cheng Jiahui suddenly looked up and said in surprise, "Dad, if we did this, wouldn't it be equivalent to tearing the skin with the Xu family?"

Master Cheng snorted coldly and said, "cheeky? Since they don't want cheeky, why should we hide it? Have dozens of lives in the Cheng family been lost in vain?"

Speaking of this sentence, the old man's tone was a little faint and trembling, and his voice was full of resentment.

Cheng Jiahui's face twitched violently. He looked at his father in surprise. The image of the old man in his mind seemed to collapse at this moment, but it also showed how much resentment the old man had in his heart.

A moment later, Cheng Jiahui finally sighed and said, "yes, Dad, I'm going now."

Master Cheng's face eased and said, "Jiahui, don't worry, the Xu family doesn't dare to do anything. As long as our relationship with the Lin Lang Lin family continues, and as long as your sister is still alive, our Cheng family will always be one of the three aristocratic families in Taicang county."

Cheng Jiahui hesitated and nodded slowly.

Master Cheng stood up. After venting just now, he seemed to have completely recovered.

"Jiahui, Li'er is seventeen this year."

"Yes, Li'er is exactly seventeen."

"Well, it's a big girl, and it's time to find a husband's family for her." Cheng Laozi Lang said, "among the three generations of children who came to celebrate their birthday this time, he Yitian is very good. He Yitian is a good match for Li'er. You can go there in person."

Cheng Jiahui was stunned and seriously considered it. When he looked up, the old man had already left.

He sighed lightly, and did not know what he felt in his heart!