Chapter 145 Burial Red

"You're wrong." Wu Hanyan snorted contemptuously: "After all these years, don't you know that old thing? In his eyes, he is the only one. One son died, and he has another one. If he dies, he will go to find another woman to give birth to a large row. As long as he lives, it doesn't matter how many others die.

Jin Hongzhe's thick eyebrows squeezed together: "Do you want to let Xiao Chen's stand-in grow stronger and grow, and then come to us for revenge?"

Wu Hanyan sneered and said, "That's not necessary. I believe Zhao Jingtian will definitely go to the Rasha Kingdom and then die there!"

Jin Hongzhe was stunned: "How do you know?"

Wu Hanyan only said two words: "Secret."

***

The ever-changing lotus came to the foot of a green mountain accompanied by the fire dragon family. Zhao Jingtian put Shang Feihong in his arms on the ground and slowly picked up his hands on the ground.

Zhao Jingtian did not use the five elements and the power of blood at all. He just relied on the power of his fingers to open the soil and dig it until the deep pit was dug, and his hands were already bloody and tearful.

"Flying red, you were the only one who treated me sincerely, but I haven't treated you well for a day..." Bright red blood flowed from Zhao Jingtian's eyes: "You will be humiliated when you die. That's all I can do for you..."

"Here is the place we know. You said that if you die, you must be buried here. A Chen will help you fulfill this wish..." Zhao Jingtian bent down, kissed Shang Feihong's forehead gently, and then prepared to put Shang Feihong's body into the pit.

"Zhao Jingtian, don't bury her!" An angry voice sounded in Zhao Jingtian's body: "I want to bring her back to life. That's what I can do for her!"

Zhao Jingtian closed his eyes and said painfully, "Brother Chen, people die like lights. Why do you always hope on those illusory things?"

"You don't understand! You don't understand this mood!" Xiao Chen howled: "When you watch your lover die and your relatives leave, you will have this idea! If Ning dies one day, can you guarantee that you don't want her to come back to life? As long as there is hope, I will try!"

Zhao Jingtian gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Chen, you promised me that after returning from the City of Liberty, you will no longer appear at will. I took your mood to let you bury Sister Feihong through my body. Don't torture me anymore!"

"Zhao Jingtian, even if I beg you! Before you bury her, use medicine to keep her body from decaying! No matter what happens in the future, as long as there is a glimmer of life, I will never give up!" Xiao Chen's voice kept echoing in Zhao Jingtian's mind, forcing Zhao Jingtian to cover his ears: "Okay! I promise you!"

The ever-changing lotus looked at Zhao Jingtian and said to himself for a long time before he recovered. Then he looked at Zhao Jingtian with awe: "Who the hell are you...?"

Zhao Jingtian shook his head: "Vari Lianhua, you still made me so happy that day. Why didn't you know me today?"

"Don't you kill me?" The ever-changing lotus looked at Zhao Jingtian suspiciously.

Zhao Jingtian looked serious: "I want to kill you, but Brother Chen said that you are the heir of Sister Feihong, and I can only promise him to let you go. But don't appear in front of me and lingxi in the future!"

"Okay..." The ever-changing lotus is a little lonely: "The eldest sister is dead, and it's time for us to disperse..."

Zhao Jingtian casually threw a sign to the ever-changing Lotus: "Go find them and take your sisters together. They will take care of you."

"Yanxinghui?" Changeable Lotus is very strange to this brand: "What kind of organization is this?"

Zhao Jingtian said lightly, "I will replace the killer organization of the broken boxing organization in the future!"

***

"What? Yang Er was killed? I don't know who did it? Suspected of Zhao Jingtian? There was no sadness on Ning Baiyi's face, replaced by an angry face: "Wu Hanyan, you let my son have an accident in your territory!"

Wu Xuan, who came to report the news, did not have a trace of fear: "Master Ningzhuang, my father said that in order to apologize, he asked me to tell you a definite message: the fog fire, one of the seven fires outside the sky, is in the capital of the Rasha Kingdom - Kayati, the treasure of the Rasha Kingdom, locked in the Rasha Palace under the Rasha Kingdom."

The anger on Ning Baiyi's face immediately disappeared: "How did he know that I was looking for seven fires?"

Wu Xuan smiled calmly and said, "Lord Ningzhuang, my father said that what you want Zhao Jingtian to do, the people of the Holy Kingdom know, not just him? He also said that if he needs help when it's done, he will be obliged to do it, as long as you give him a piece of the pie.

Ning Baiyi sneered and said, "Okay, okay, very good! It's really worthy of being the leader of the alliance. I have accepted this gift! But if he doesn't find the murderer within three months, I won't give up with him!"

"Lord Ningzhuang, this is natural." Wu Xuan saluted Ning Baiyi: "I have conveyed the news on my behalf. I'm going to say goodbye."

"I won't send it!" Ning Baiyi was very ruthless, and Wu Xuan ignored it. He smiled faintly and turned away.

Looking at Wu Xuan's departure back, Ning Baiyi's eyes narrowed slightly: "No pride, no impatience, no anger, this is not simple! Find an opportunity to kill him and break Wu Hanyan's arm!"

A few days later, Zhao Jingtian, who was far away from the Fire Dragon family, received a letter from Ning Baiyi. The letter did not mention Ning Yang's death, but only told Zhao Jingtian to go to Luosha to take the opportunity to seek the fog of one of the seven fires outside the sky.

Zhao Jingtian sighed and turned to look at Shen Lanyue, who had obviously raised her stomach.

Shen Lanyue smiled very considerately and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you control it."

Ning Lingxi has just recovered from the pain of losing her brother. Knowing that Zhao Jingtian was going to be busy again, she quickly comforted her, "Third boy, I will take care of your wife and children for you. With my goddess doctor Ning Lingxi, they will definitely be healthy!"

Yu Wenchan is still a dragon's temper, and she doesn't know where she came out: "I'm here, and your little wife Ning Lingxi will accompany her to relieve her boredom."

Ning Lingxi blushed and couldn't wait to tear Yuwenchan's tongue off, but she didn't expect that Yuwenchan disappeared after saying this.

Zhao Jingtian smiled comfortably. With these three women, and Zi Chong and the old man, there should be no problem.

After affectionately hugging Shen Lanyue and Ning Lingxi, Zhao Jingtian cleaned up a little and set out for Wenyang City.

Before going to Rasha, Zhao Jingtian had to go to Mr. Zheng to see if there was anything good.

There is a hot scene in Wenyang City, which is more prosperous than when Zhao Jingtian came last time. This is because in addition to making war weapons, Mr. Zheng Huan also forged armor and fist gloves. With the support of the Fire Dragon family and Mr. Zheng's exquisite craftsmanship, Wenyang City's forged armor and boxing sets are more than those of Mixed Yuantang.

The goods are almost the same, and of course people like to buy cheap ones.

"Mr. Zheng, how are you doing?" As soon as Zhao Jingtian entered Zheng's house, he saw Zheng Huan coming with a spring breeze on his face. Needless to say, he knew the answer.

"For the blessing of the owner, I'm very good, haha!" Zheng Huan smiled brightly and looked much younger: "Kid, please!"

The two walked into the hall of the Zheng family with a smile and sat down as the host and guest.

"Come on, let's have tea!" Zheng Huan shouted, and a young man lowered his head and came in with a teacup: "Please use tea."

The young man brought the tea to Zhao Jingtian and Zheng Huan very skillfully. Zhao Jingtian smiled and said to the young man, "This little brother, please wait a moment."

The young man raised his head blankly and asked Zhao Jingtian, "This distinguished guest, what can I do for you?"

Zheng Huan was also confused by Zhao Jingtian: How could this boy suddenly be so interested in a subordinate?

"How long have you been here?" Zhao Jingtian had a smile on his face, but even he felt that the smile was very false.

The young man replied decently, "Thirty-seven days."

"Oh." Zhao Jingtian put away his smile and said, "It seems that you remember very clearly. However, you, a broken-level boxer, are really a little talented and useless to be a tea pourer!"

The young man's eyes were cold and he punched Mr. Zheng without warning!