235: C235 Let Him Live

C235 Let Him Live

Ye Ziheng easily defeated a Middle-stage Rank-2 martial artist. This scene fell into the eyes of the martial artist beside him. The martial artist was immediately frightened and quickly retreated five or six meters. He pulled away from Ye Ziheng.

"No! Something's not right! Your cultivation base is not at the initial stage of Rank-2 at all! "

The martial artist pointed at Ye Ziheng and shouted in fear. His body seemed to be trembling slightly.

Ye Ziheng did not answer him. He just looked at him and approached him step by step.

Seeing this, the warrior hurriedly raised his hand and waved.

"No, you misunderstood me. This has nothing to do with me. It was Yang Di and Yang Huo who told me to do this. If you want to kill them, go and kill them!"

The warrior shouted while retreating. Fear occupied his face.

But this martial artist had already seen Ye Ziheng's face. How could Ye Ziheng let him go so easily? Taking advantage of the moment when the martial artist was panicking, he suddenly rushed over and slashed with his sword.

When the martial artist saw this scene, he hurriedly raised his hand to block, but how could this mortal body block the power of the Fourth-grade Instrument? When the Freeze Sword landed on that person's arm, that person's arm was immediately cut off. There was a thin layer of frost on the smooth cut.

"Ah!"

He shouted and used his other hand to hug his severed arm. His face was filled with fear.

"No, please, I still have children and old people in my family. The whole family is counting on me to feed them. Please let me go!"

He begged for mercy. Tears began to fall from his eyes, which touched Ye Ziheng more or less.

Seeing the sword in Ye Ziheng's hand hesitate for a moment, he immediately thought of something and used his remaining arm to hug Ye Ziheng's leg.

"I still have my parents and my wife and daughter at home. My daughter is only five years old this year, and he is still so young. He can't have me, he can't have a father... If I die, who will pay for my daughter's school fees, and who will pay respects to my parents... Who will take care of my family, I beg you... Let me go. I promise that I will repay you in the future."

Ye Ziheng was moved by him for a moment. The sword in his hand loosened a little. Finally, he took a deep breath and looked at the warrior.

"Get lost. But remember, you can pretend that you didn't see anything today. You are not allowed to tell anyone."

When the warrior heard this, his tears immediately stopped flowing. The painful expression on his face disappeared, and he revealed a hint of joy. Then, he kowtowed repeatedly to Ye Ziheng.

"I will remember this. Thank you, my lord. Thank you, my lord."

Ye Ziheng ignored him and walked to the second floor.

When the warrior saw this scene, he did not hesitate at all. He hugged his severed arm and ran away in a sorry state.

...

In a simple and crude room on the second floor, Lin Ya sat on a bed. Her hands were tied behind her back and facing Yang Huo in front of her, there was a trace of anger on her face.

"Hehe, it is so chaotic outside. It seems like that brat Ye Ziheng is here."

Yang Huo faced Lin Ya, who was sitting on the bed, with a mocking smile on his face.

"He is a martial artist. He has killed people before. Aren't you afraid that he will come and kill you?"

Lin Ya said coldly, not hiding the anger in her eyes at all.

"Ha, from your words, it seems that you already know a lot of things."

Yang Huo said and placed a hand on Lin Ya's face. Lin Ya suddenly turned her head and looked at Yang Huo with disgust.

Seeing this scene, Yang Huo was a little annoyed and slapped Lin Ya's face.

"Pa!"1

"F * ck! You better watch your attitude. Your life is now in my hands. Don't f * cking give me face and be shameless. Otherwise, after I finish playing with you today, I'll throw you to those dozen or so people outside!"

Yang Huo said without any restraint. His expression was as arrogant as it could be.

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