"Benefactor, this person's Kung Fu is unfathomable. His muscles and bones have all been trained. If I'm not wrong, he should be a peak Martial Master who has started to train his organs. However, he hasn't reached the Innate Stage yet. Otherwise, I would have died here today."
Shen Tianyang squatted down and picked up the two pieces of the iron opium pipe. Looking at the parts that were broken by Zhao Han, his eyes twitched. Obviously, he still had some lingering fear.
"Innate Masters have 'Copper Skin, Steel Bones, and Iron Organs'. This guy was surrounded and his breathing was slightly messed up. It seems that he hasn't trained his organs well. Also, Innate Masters are not afraid of Daoist Arts. Benefactor must have used Daoist Arts … "
Shen Tianyang looked at Hong Yi as he recalled the quick exchange just now.
He was an experienced Jianghu expert. Of course, he noticed Zhao Han's two mistakes.
"This old man is smart." Hong Yi thought to himself, but he didn't reply. He just sat there with one hand on the hilt of his sword and the other on the table. He looked like he was giving orders.
When Hong Yi used the Rakshasa King to attack Zhao Han, it was a battle of thoughts. It was invisible and directly imprinted on his opponent's thoughts. The people around him couldn't see or hear anything.
"A peak Martial Master who has started to reach the Innate Stage?" This was the first time that Hong Yi had met a master like Zhao Han. "A master like this would be able to get a high position even in the military. However, he came to Madam Zhao's house to be a slave. How powerful is Madam Zhao's family? If I take him down today, who else will Madam Zhao send? "
Thinking of this, he was shocked by Madam Zhao's power.
Although he hadn't reached the Innate Stage of 'Copper Skin, Steel Bones, and Iron Organs', he was still a powerful master.
"Son of a bitch, you've done well. Very well!"
Although Zhao Han was pressed on the ground and the tendons in his arms and legs were all broken, his eyes were still filled with ferocity, like an injured venomous snake.
"Mu The Younger, slap him."
Hong Yi's eyes turned cold.
"Yes, benefactor."
Mu The Younger walked up, stretched out his hands, and slapped Zhao Han a few times.
Although Zhao Han was an expert in Tendons, Bones, and Skin, it was still difficult for him to withstand a palm strike with his face. Furthermore, Mu The Younger was also a good martial artist. His Kung Fu was tough.
His face immediately became red and swollen, and at the same time, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Instead, he looked at Hong Yi with a gaze that would cause one's hair to stand on end. He said coldly, "Good, good, good. You really hid it well. Even Zhao Madam did not realize that you were secretly practicing Dao techniques. It must have been secretly taught to you by that wretched slut, Meng Bingyun. Good, good, you can also be considered a traitor. Even Hong Xuanji could not tell that you were practicing Dao techniques. You really have a deep mind and a dangerous heart. If I had secretly gotten rid of you earlier, I wouldn't be where I am today. "
"Meng Bingyun, who is Meng Bingyun?" Hong Yi heard this name from Zhao Han's mouth and his heart tightened.
"Haha, haha. The distinguished disciple of Taishang Dao, Meng Bingyun, did not even dare to tell her own son her name. What a coward. "
When Zhao Han heard Hong Yi's question, he was first stunned, then he laughed loudly. It was as if he had found a way to vent his hatred.
"Meng Bingyun is my mother's name?" When Hong Yi heard this, he naturally understood. At the same time, his mind suddenly recalled the plum blossom painting that he saw with Princess Zhennan in the study.
On the plum blossom painting, it was written that Qian Daozi gifted it to Brother Xuanji, Meng Bingyun.
"Taishang Dao, Meng Bingyun … Mother's name was Meng Bingyun?" Hong Yi's heart was stirred. He did not know what to feel. When he was seven years old, his mother passed away.
Although Hong Yi felt that his mother was exceptionally beautiful in his memories, she was sick all year round. It was as if she had never smiled happily. She also did not tell him her name. Now, the only name on the memorial tablet was Hong. There was not even a surname.
After a woman married into the family, she would take her husband's surname. As time passed, people would forget the woman's real name.
However, in Hong Yi's memories, he had asked his mother for her name. However, his mother never told him. If he continued asking, he would frown.
His mother never hit or scolded him. She would only frown when he was mischievous.
His mother's frown was the thing that left the deepest impression on Hong Yi when he was young. That cloud-like eyebrow, when it was frowned, it was heartbreaking.
"What's going on between Taishang Dao and my mother! Tell me! "
Hong Yi suddenly slammed the table again. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Han. The fingers on the hilt of his sword moved, as if he was going to draw his sword and kill at any time.
"Do you want to know? Hehe, go back and ask Hong Xuanji! You want to take something out of my mouth? Dream on! Little bastard! " Zhao Han laughed sinisterly. "You treated me like this today. In a few days, you will be waiting for Madam Zhao's endless revenge! Don't think that this is the end. "
"However, if you beg me, kneel down and beg me, I will tell you. Actually, your mother did not die from anger. She was secretly poisoned by Madam Zhao with the Tendon Burning Powder. She died from the pain. Hehe, do you know about the Tendon Burning Powder? That kind of medicine, after eating, will cause pain for more than ten days. The whole body's bones and internal organs will be torn apart. In the end, Qi and blood will dry up. In the end, you watched your mother die, right? Haha, I wonder if she had a good life? Hehe, little bastard, back then, Madam Zhao was soft-hearted and didn't poison you too! Otherwise, how could you be so arrogant now! "
"What!" When Hong Yi heard this, he stood up abruptly. His eyes were bloodshot.
He recalled in his heart that during those days when his mother vomited blood, she was indeed sleeping on the bed every day. Her eyebrows were furrowed and never relaxed. Both of her hands were holding onto the bedsheets which were torn into many pieces. However, when he asked her while crying, his mother just shook her head and refused to say a word.
A monstrous anger rose from Hong Yi's heart!
"The hatred of killing my mother is absolutely irreconcilable! If I don't take revenge for this, I am not worthy to be called a son! " Hong Yi's hand gripped the hilt of his sword fiercely. His other hand grabbed onto the wood of the table. His fingernails broke and blood gushed out, but he didn't notice it.
When he recalled his mother's appearance when he was young, his heart was in extreme pain. It was as if there were many needles stabbing into his heart. It was so painful that drops of blood flowed out!
"Benefactor, be careful of this fellow's provocation!"
Seeing Hong Yi in such a state, Shen Tianyang quickly said.
This experienced man could tell that something was amiss, so he hurriedly said.
When Hong Yi heard this voice, he woke up from the incomparable pain in his heart and the monstrous anger. He forcefully suppressed his urge to bring his sword to the Marquis's residence to ask for an explanation.
However, he knew that regardless of whether it was true or false, he couldn't go to the Marquis's residence now. Otherwise, he would definitely suffer a disaster!
"Don't even think of provoking me to bring my sword to the Marquis's residence to ask for an explanation!" Hong Yi looked at Zhao Han on the ground. His face was terrifyingly cold. "You said that Madam Zhao, that woman, harmed my mother. How could my father not know that she poisoned my mother? Also, since my mother was a disciple of the Supreme Sect, her martial arts must be profound. Why was she harmed? Also, even if she was killed, why didn't the people from the Supreme Sect come to the Marquis's residence to take revenge? "
"Hehe, the Supreme Sect focuses on playing games in the world. The Supreme Sect forgets emotions. Meng Bingyun fell in love, so she reaped what she sowed. It's already strange that the people from the Supreme Sect didn't clean her up. Why would they care about her life or death? Hehe, how Meng Bingyun died, Hong Xuanji naturally knows. However, do you want to know the situation back then? Go back and ask your old man. Hurry up and go back. Your old man will explain to you. Hehe, hehe … "
When Zhao Han said this, he laughed sinisterly.
"Tianyang, pry his mouth open!"
Hong Yi let out a long breath and endured the pain in his heart.
"What are you doing!" Seeing Hong Yi like this, Zhao Han shouted.
Hong Yi didn't say a word. He watched as Shen Tianyang grabbed Zhao Han's mouth and pulled out the Shark Slaying Sword. He stabbed it into his mouth and twisted!
Puchi! A bloody tongue had been cut off.
"As a servant, you stole your master's money, insulted your master's mother, and even used force against your master. Your crimes are unforgivable. I won't kill you today. I'll just punish you according to the family law. Later, I'll let the yamen of the Jade Capital Prefecture take care of you. There are three thousand eight hundred and ninety-six laws in the Da Qian. I'm familiar with all of them. Do you think that with Madam Zhao behind you, I won't be able to take care of you? "
Hong Yi suddenly stood up. "Look after him. I'm going out for a while."
"Benefactor, where are you going?" Shen Tianyang hurriedly asked.
"I'm going to Princess Zhennan's residence, and then I'll help you get a household registration." Hong Yi took his sword and left the house. He rode on Chasing Lightning and left.
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