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Chapter 216 Who Is Your Uncle

"No! Merits and demerits cannot be offset. If you make a mistake, you are wrong. Even if you do a thousand good deeds, you can't cover up the fact that you did a mistake. If you make a mistake, you should make amends." Cha Mulong didn't want to let go Xuanwu, even though Xuanwu raised his son for six years.

That was the life of the whole clan. As the patriarch of the Chamu clan, Chamulong couldn't let the murderer of the clan just because of his own son.

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty, you kill me." Xuanwu knocked his head to the ground and stopped raising it, ready to die.

But seeing that Chamulong took off the tooth flute, he wanted to stab Xuanwu in the back of the neck.It only takes one light touch, and Xuanwu is dead.

Zhu Cheng sighed secretly at the side, it was a pity, after all, he managed to heal Xuanwu, and he was going to die again in a day, and it was a waste of life and feelings.

But for the sake of Dragon Ball, don't care about it, the vitality contained in Dragon Ball is very abundant.

"and many more!"

The person who thought he would stop him did not stop, but Fu Tianjiao unexpectedly spoke out to stop him.

Cha Mulong looked back at Fu Tianjiao suspiciously, could it be that Xuanwu and Tianjiao are old acquaintances?

"Brother Long, you and Xue'er have been separated for six years, are you sure you can still recognize him now?" Fu Tianjiao asked, but it was the bystanders who clearly thought of this level rather than Fu Tianjiao's old relationship with Xuanwu.

"This... can't." Chamulong thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

Children don't talk about six years, even one year will change a lot. They say that women's colleges have changed eighteen times, and boys' colleges have eighteen changes.

"I have a pen and paper." Zhu Cheng took out a pen and paper from the mirror in good time.

"Draw!" Cha Mulong took the pen and paper, threw the pen and paper viciously on the ground, and threw it in front of Xuan Wu.

Xuanwu raised his head slightly, staring at the pen and paper on the ground in a daze.If he, a Taoist priest, was asked to draw talisman town houses, he would be able to capture them with his hands, but it was really difficult for him to draw portraits of people.

"Draw quickly!" Seeing that Xuanwu was still unwilling to start painting, Cha Mulong yelled.

"Okay, okay, I'll draw, I'll draw." Xuanwu picked up the pen and licked it on the tip of his tongue, moistened the pen tip and lowered his head to draw on the paper.

Xuanwu pouted his ass and fiddled with the paper for a long time, but the result was unsightly.His portrait can be anyone, it can be two men with completely different shapes like Zhu Cheng and Cha Mulong, or it can be a man and a woman of different genders like Zhu Cheng and Fu Tianjiao.

The abstraction is understandable, but Zhu Cheng has to admire him when the abstraction reaches the level of Xuanwu.

"Tianjiao, will you?" Cha Mulong gave up Xuanwu and asked Fu Tianjiao instead.According to the description of Xuanwu Xueer's appearance, it is also fine to draw it according to the description.

Fu Tianjiao shook her head and said that she did not have this skill.Although she is a well-known heroine in the Jianghu, she walks the rivers and lakes with a sword in her hand rather than a paintbrush. Besides, the Tianshan School is only a martial arts school, and it is not easy to teach students how to learn calligraphy. On the "Danqing Art" that is useless for wandering the rivers and lakes.

Cha Mulong set his sights on Zhu Cheng again.

"I can help you write a missing person notice." Zhu Cheng's words are self-evident, and he can write and draw.

To give orders, to send letters, and so on, you must use characters. They all say that the characters are like their own. I wish Cheng a good face, but he is afraid that his subordinates will not understand the ugly characters, so he really worked hard on calligraphy.As far as Yu Zhucheng is concerned, this painting is a bit tasteless.

If you want to see it, why draw it on paper.

"Let's imprison Xuanwu first." After Chamulong imprisoned Xuanwu, he hurried out to find the painter.

They didn't know that shortly after Zhu Cheng left Zhongxintang, three people came to Zhongxintang.

A boy, a girl and a child.

The boy is Lu Yi, the girl is Shangguan Feiyan, and the child is Cha Muxue.

Many things are like this, when you are about to meet, you turn around and walk away.

"Miss." The guard saw that it was the young lady who would not stop the three of them, and the three entered the Zhongxin hall swaggeringly.

Ordinarily this is Shangguan Feiyan's home, so she should lead the way.No matter how bad it was, Lu Yi, who had been here several times, led the way, but Cha Muxue, who had come back, ran ahead with a clear goal, and Lu Yi and Shangguan Feiyan chased after him.

Xue'er ran all the way to the square outside the main hall after entering the gate. Before the blood on the square could be wiped off, there was a pool of blood in the middle, surrounded by a circle.

"Miss." The servants removed the corpse and were sweeping the ground, Shangguan Feiyan saluted hurriedly.

"Uncle is dead, this is uncle's blood." Xue'er rushed up and squatted in front of Xuanwu, that is, the pool of blood in the middle, tears bursting out of her eyes.

"Wow wow wow..." Xue'er wailed loudly, very miserable, really seeing those who heard the sad news cry.

"Xue'er, don't cry, don't cry." Shangguan Feiyan stepped forward to comfort her.

"Xue'er, how can you be sure that this pool of blood belongs to your uncle, maybe he is still alive." Lu Yi said.

"No, it's uncle's, it's uncle's aura." Xue'er was extremely sure, and as he cried out loudly, the heavens seemed to feel that he was infected by the sad aura, and the cloud was clouded for an instant, and then thunder rumbled.

"Not good!" Lu Yi shouted, he has seen Xueer's ability before, as long as he is a little unhappy, there will be dark clouds in the sky, and if there are more negative emotions, it will rain, but now Xueer is crying Crying, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

The pouring rain is certain, maybe there will be thunder, and the three of them will be killed if thunder really falls in such an empty square.

"Boom!" The thunderstorm in the sky is accumulating and gestating, and when the gestation is enough, it will put down the big move.

"Don't cry." Shangguan Feiyan hurriedly covered Xue'er's mouth to prevent him from crying out, then picked her up and ran towards the main hall.

"Boom..." It's just that sadness doesn't disappear without crying. The mood is stored inside, and crying is just its external expression. Even because there is no crying to vent, Xueer's sadness is more intense.

"Run!" Lu Yi yelled, and a group of servants rushed to the hall in a hurry.

Click!Click!
The thunder fell, and struck straight down from top to bottom, right at the pool of blood in the middle.A big hole was split in the ground, and the pool of blood was wiped out.

"It's okay, it's okay." Seeing the power of the thunder, Lu Yi and Shangguan Feiyan patted their chests in fear. If it struck a person, it would definitely turn him into charcoal.

"Miss, are you alright?" After the servants regained their composure, they hurriedly asked Shangguan Feiyan about the situation.

"I'm fine, you guys also be careful, don't stand outside...the sky is clear!" Before Shangguan Feiyan finished speaking, the sky was clear and the thunder stopped and the clouds dissipated.

Shangguan Feiyan looked down at Xue'er in her arms.At this moment, Xue'er was not even the slightest bit sad, even though her mouth was covered, she could see that he was smiling from between his brows and eyes.

"Xue'er, are you laughing?" Lu Yi also looked at Xue'er, and Shangguan Feiyan had already put down his hand covering Xue'er.

"Hahaha, uncle is not dead, uncle is still alive, uncle is still alive." Xueer not only laughed, but also clapped and laughed and even jumped up happily.

That appearance was finally worthy of his child status. Lu Yi and Shangguan Feiyan spent more than ten days with Xue'er. Xue'er had always shown maturity far beyond his age, and this was the first time I saw this innocent appearance.

"Who is your uncle?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded behind the three of them.

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