3352: C3352 Depraved Crimes

C3352 Depraved Crimes

0Just like that, Long Yan and Gudu Kuangxiong walked towards their own residence. When they returned, Long Yan quickly brought Situ Qiuzui out from the Illusory Dragon Nation without saying anything further.

Very carefully, he laid his body flat on the bed. After a short period of recovery, his body had recovered a lot of flesh and blood. At the very least, one couldn't see those miserable bones of his.

Long Yan sat in front of the bed as his heart ached for him. Gudu Kuangxiong immediately threw himself in front of the bed, and his tears flowed out. How strong was Gudu Kuangxiong, to have his heart hurt after seeing that his old brother, who had accompanied him for most of his life, had actually been tortured to this extent by that bastard Yun Wenhui.

Situ Qiuzui was as thin as a twig, his entire body was completely deformed, his four limbs had not been repaired, and so he had not grown up yet.

Guarding at the side were Yun Shuang and Chu Yuxi. At this time, Situ Qiuzui's eyes weakly opened and he woke up, but his eyes were still extremely hazy.

"Is, am I still alive? Yes, Little Yan'er, my Little Flame, is alone …"

Situ Qiuzui's old and decrepit appearance was extremely weak. He could still hear his voice, and Long Yan immediately cried.

"Uncle Situ, I am Long Yan, your Little Flame. You are too weak right now, I will let you get better. Don't worry, we are here, we will stay with you."

Long Yan couldn't control his tears, it was a rare occurrence where he was this hurt, only when the person closest to him was injured would he be like this.

"Little Flame, it's really you. You, you've returned. Where am I …"

Gudu Kuangxiong wiped away his tears, "This is our room, we have returned. That bastard Yun Wangwei has already been killed by our eldest nephew, don't worry, I will help you refine a stalk of Spirit Grass now, recover before we speak."

After Gudu Kuangxiong finished speaking, a Spirit Tattooed Divine Spirit Grass appeared in his hand. This was what Long Yan had given him before.

That Nirvana Power, slowly refined and used an incomparably pure fragrance, this Divine Spirit Grass was swallowed into Situ Qiuzui's nose and breath.

His breathing became smoother, and his face became slightly flushed. His injuries were too severe, and he needed to recover his primordial spirit. It would take him a long time to completely recover.

"Lonely, you, what did you just say? Little Flame killed Yun Wangwei. Is this true? "

He moved his neck a little, and when he saw Yun Cen Ting who was standing beside Long Yan, the little girl started crying and he nodded his head slightly as well.

"Senior Situ, my father was an animal. He really died in the hands of Big Brother Long Yan."

Speaking of which, she was actually a bit older than Long Yan. It was just that this form of address could be considered to be respectful and grateful to him.

"Ah, Little Flame killed a Martial Grand Master, how is that possible? This is a heinous crime, my life is worthless. " He was so frightened that he wanted to get up. Right at that moment, a strong aura suddenly descended from outside their small courtyard. They had arrived.

Long Yan coldly snorted, "Uncle Situ, don't worry. There is no one in Martial God Imperial Palace who can hurt me anymore, you just need to heal up. I'll go meet them. I'll be back soon."

Long Yan gave some instructions, and then passed Situ Qiuzui to Gudu Kuangxiong and Yun Shuang to take care of. He quickly came out of his room, and Chu Yuxi followed him to the outside of the small courtyard.

Fortunately, Situ Qiuzui had finally saved his life, so Long Yan could completely rest assured. As for Yun Wangwei's life, it was something that he fully deserved, something that he had brought upon himself.

Long Yan did not know who these Rankers were. His departure caused Situ Qiuzui to be extremely worried.

Since Long Yan was able to say these words so casually, he was actually the clearest in his heart what kind of super strong experts his eldest nephew had provoked.

When Long Yan came out of his room, the walls of the courtyard were already filled with powerful experts, among them were eleven Martial Grand Masters and six Martial Ancestor Kings. Among these people, was a middle-aged man with a head full of white hair.

When these experts arrived, they were the most terrifying experts from the core law enforcement authorities of the Imperial Palace. Among them, were the Martial Ancestor King level experts, whose strength had reached the third level of Nirvana Realm. At least, up until now, Long Yan had never come into contact with such experts.

They must have also been to the ruins of the Yun Manor before, for all of them had witnessed the sight of the corpses and the broken walls. Long Yan snorted coldly as he walked from the courtyard to the outside of the wall, watching over them.

"Everyone, if you have any matters, come down here to speak. My uncle Situ is recuperating from his injuries. If anyone dares to disturb him, he will end up in the same state as Yun Fangwei. When I say Dao, all of you scram."

Long Yan was not the least bit polite, his words immediately caused a huge uproar. Even the five great Gu Clan experts and the young disciples who followed along were completely dumbstruck.

This Long Yan, you sure are bold, to actually be so arrogant, and do such a thing.

He sounded as if he was looking down on everyone. Being too polite to these people would instead make them feel like he was easy to bully.

Chu Yuxi tugged at Long Yan, "What are you doing, aren't you being too sensitive? These people have not said anything yet, we should respect them."

Long Yan thought for a while, "Seniors, this junior Long Yan is too angry, so he has nothing to say. If you have anything to say, or if you want to do something, just say it out.

Just then, some of the Heaven Martial Palace's generals carried a lot of broken limbs and laid them outside Long Yan's door. They placed them all down, with a total of a few hundred corpses, including at least thirty to forty generals.

One must know that a Martial Grand Master was in charge of over a hundred Martial Generals, and one third of the Martial Generals that Yun Wangwei was in charge of were killed or injured. The rest of the Martial Generals were either sent out to gain experience or complete missions before they were able to escape this massacre.

Long Yan looked at the corpses expressionlessly, and the experts of Sky Martial Palace did not say a word. It was as if they were waiting for the arrival of the Great Wu Kings.

One must know, this time, many experts died in an instant. All of them were geniuses raised by the Holy Palace, and all of them were symbols of resources used to establish the power of the Imperial Palace. To think that Long Yan had actually killed so many of them.

Furthermore, a Martial Grand Master had actually died in such a miserable manner. What kind of major event was this?

In the Three Realms and Nine Regions, there were only a few hundred Nirvana Tribulation Stage Rankers in the entire Nine Regions, such as the Dark Yin Devil City s or the Devil Yang Sword Capital. Even in the past, the Divine Profound Fiend Sect only had a little more than a hundred Nirvana Tribulation Stage Rankers.

All the people present were looking at this scene with extremely shocked expressions. As a result, the scene was so quiet that it was terrifying.

Martial Emperor knew that the little genius Long Yan was summoned by Emperor Haotian and the Ancestor, so he did not dare act rashly. This was because if he dared to do something big, he must have a huge backer himself, or he must have been prepared so that he would dare to do so. Otherwise, he would just be a fool.

Those Martial Ancestor Kings didn't dare to do such an outrageous thing, not to mention it was so brazenly. Therefore, everyone present looked at Long Yan with such shock in their hearts, and quietly waited for the five Martial Kings to arrive.

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