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"It's you?!"
This man was the same man who had come to the celebration banquet with Ye Jiaolu!
"He Qinzhou, cough cough cough"
Ye Chenxiao coughed a few times, his face showing not only helplessness but also a hint of depression, "Killing Huang Bushou, what a powerful and noble honor! I also wish I were the one to defeat Huang Bushou, but..."
"I don't have that kind of luck..."
Ye Chenxiao considers defeating Huang Bushou his lifelong goal.
But this goal remained unfulfilled until his death...
He didn't finish it either.
Not only was Huang Bushou dead, but he too was nearing the end of his life.
"If it's not you, then who is it?"
He Qinzhou's expression remained unchanged, but his sharp eyes narrowed slightly.
Who is it?
Who would dare to plot against Huang Bushou?
And who is it again...?
Do you have the ability to actually succeed?
"Tianzun."
As Ye Chenxiao slowly uttered those two words, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength...
His tone was filled with resentment, and a faint, inexplicable sadness.
"...It really was him!"
He Qinzhou suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and quickly calmed himself down and held his breath.
"Qinzhou, I'm entrusting Jiaolu to your care from now on..."
Just as he was adjusting his breathing, Ye Chenxiao couldn't help but speak again, slowly but firmly reaching out to tear open the skin on his chest and pulling out a palm-sized, thin as a cicada's wing compass.
"This is the Heavenly Compass. I won't tell you its function; you'll have to discover it for yourself..."
With a solemn expression, He Qinzhou reached out and took it, glancing at it. It was less a compass and more a piece of skin that Ye Chenxiao had torn off his body...
His expression was a mixture of helplessness and dissatisfaction. "Ye Chen... no, Uncle Ye! Although you are not the murderer who killed Master Huang, he came because of you, and you bear an inescapable responsibility for his death."
"In truth, I should kill you, take your head, and avenge my Master Huang to appease his spirit in heaven..."
"Personally... you are Jiaolu's father, and she is my woman. I can't bring myself to kill you."
"But I won't save you either."
As He Qinzhou spoke, he took a few steps back, slowly returned to Huang Bushou's side, squatted down, and picked him up in his arms.
Chapter 449: The Undisclosed Disciple
Before leaving, He Qinzhou took one last look at Ye Chenxiao, who was lying helplessly on the ground, and sighed, "Phoenix Mountain is rarely visited, but it's hard to say whether someone will be attracted by the commotion you just made. If you are rescued, that's your fate."
"But if you die here, that's your fate too..."
"Life and death are predestined; you can't blame anyone else."
Ye Chenxiao slowly closed his eyes. Long before the Heavenly Venerable launched his sneak attack, he was already exhausted.
Later, he exchanged blows with the Celestial Venerable Hermit.
That palm strike was tantamount to plunging him directly into the abyss!
Even if he were to be rescued by some stroke of luck, it would be too late.
He Qinzhou spared his life, actually to make him suffer even more!
If you make a mistake, you must always be punished.
Waiting to die...
That's the biggest punishment!
"He Qinzhou, can you hear me? Can you hear me?"
Where are you? Have you found your boss?
"Congratulations, Qinzhou!!!"
Holding Huang Bushou's already cold body, He Qinzhou's steps were slow but firm.
Xu Bowen roared through the walkie-talkie.
The fact that the two sides were able to receive the message means that they were already within ten kilometers of each other.
He Qinzhou freed one hand and pressed the reply button, but after hesitating for a long time, he ultimately said nothing.
It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but rather that he didn't know how to bring it up...
The desire to immediately go to Yingtian Temple to seek revenge gradually faded as they made their way forward.
Based on his understanding of Han Feng and his disciples, since Tianzun Sanren was capable of setting up a scheme to kill Huang Bushou, he would definitely appear in public and then crush the entire Dragon Kingdom with overwhelming force!
After all, in their eyes...
Without Huang Bushou and Ye Chenxiao, without these two formidable enemies, it's up to their Yingtian Temple to call the shots.
They are lawless thugs!
"Huang Bushou, Master Huang, I don't understand... I can see the problem here, why can't you see it? Why do you still insist on jumping in like this?"
They struggled to lift Huang Bushou's body a little higher. The strength that could easily lift a small car was now like an ant in front of Huang Bushou. "Now that you are dead, the Dragon Kingdom will have no more guardians."
"If those foreign forces or other countries invade... what are we, the 1.4 billion people of the Dragon Kingdom, supposed to do?"
Silently feeling the coldness in his arms, He Qinzhou couldn't help but give a bitter laugh, muttering to himself, "Teacher Huang, look at you... you just left so quietly, leaving such a huge mess, who's going to clean it up?"
"Don't count on me. I don't want to carry such a heavy burden anymore. I just want to enjoy life..."
As He Qinzhou spoke, he suddenly stopped and stared intently at Huang Bushou, who had suddenly opened his eyes.
It's neither a case of someone coming back to life nor is he still alive.
But...
"Okay, I admit I was selfish."
His eyes gradually welled up with tears. He reached out and closed Huang Bushou's eyes again, shook his head, and continued, "Master Huang, go in peace."
"The backbone of the Dragon Kingdom will not break... However, if you can slow down, you should stop and wait a few more days until I send that stinking Taoist priest down to see you, to atone for your sins, and to let you take revenge!"
"You have been kind to me and to the He family. I hate owing favors to others. I originally thought I would have many opportunities to repay you, but I never expected..."
He Qinzhou took off his coat and used it to cover the large bloody hole in Huang Bushou's chest.
He knelt on the ground, looking down quietly at Huang Bushou lying in front of him.
Looking at his pale face...
His fists clenched slowly, and his eyes revealed determination.
“Teacher Huang, I will not shirk any of my responsibilities or what I can do.”
"Thirty years, fifty years... I will protect the Dragon Kingdom for you in the future."
"Congratulations, Qinzhou!!"
Xu Bowen's voice came closer, but the next second, he stood there dumbfounded.
From the dust and mist behind him, more people began to appear.
However, just like Xu Bowen, when they saw He Qinzhou, or rather, when they saw the old man's corpse lying in front of him, all the soldiers froze in place...
He Qinzhou doesn't quite remember how he got back to Kyoto.
In short, after returning, Xu Bowen was busy with preparations for Huang Bushou's memorial service.
Dingjun Mountain.
Hall of Valor.
Huang Bushou's memorial service.
The flag at the Dragon Pavilion was flown at half-mast, and the whole country mourned.
Major media outlets followed and broadcast the entire event live.
Soldiers from the four war zones lined up on both sides of the hall, forming four neat square formations. Led by their respective war gods, they fired shots to send off Huang Bushou.
He Lintian and his wife were the first to enter.
Behind them were the war gods of the four regions: east, west, south, and north. Since the southern region lacked a war god, Shu Da'an, the former top-ranking general of the northern war zone, temporarily took over.
Next was Heqin Prefecture.
He carried Huang Bushou's coffin on his left shoulder, while holding Huang Bushou's black and white portrait in his right hand. Although his steps were slow, he followed behind the crowd with unusual determination.
Following him were a group of women including He Na, Ning Qing, and Xu Mengzhu.
It was only at this moment that everyone realized He Qinzhou's other identity: Huang Bushou's undisclosed disciple.
This was said by his personal bodyguard, Commander Xiao Wu.
Although Huang Lao did not express his opinion, before his departure, he had considered passing on his entire mantle to He Qinzhou...
No one doubted this.
After all, He Qinzhou's parents had always lived in seclusion in Huang Bushou's thatched cottage!
The coffin was gently placed on the white marble platform. He Lintian and his wife lit the first incense, followed by the four war gods, and then He Qinzhou.
After offering incense, they all knelt down on the family seating area to return the greetings to the guests who came to offer incense later...
The atmosphere in the room was somber and solemn.
but……
The somber atmosphere was completely shattered when the Celestial Venerable and his disciples arrived!
"Guards! Arrest them!"
Upon hearing the names called, Xu Bowen immediately stood up and directed the soldiers from various war zones to arrest the people.
But before he could finish speaking, He Qinzhou grabbed him.
The women of Heqin Prefecture also stood up at this moment, glaring angrily at Han Feng and his apprentice.
They knew Han Feng was bad and petty, but they ultimately underestimated Han Feng, or rather, the ambition of the Abbot of Yingtian Temple...
How dare they try to assassinate the backbone of the Dragon Kingdom?
At this moment, only Ye Jiaolu was not present.
Ye Jiaolu, Ye Chenxiao's daughter, was secretly leading the disciples of the Heavenly God Temple to see her father off in another place.
"Arrest me? Come on, arrest me!"
The Celestial Venerable Hermit stood with his hands behind his back, his face appearing even older than before, yet his mental state was excellent.
In such a serious and solemn occasion, he was still able to put on a big smile.
Chapter 450: Destroying the Korean Wave
"Why aren't you doing anything? Come on!"
The Celestial Venerable Hermit looked extremely disdainful. Influenced by him, Han Feng was also in high spirits. "Gentlemen, how have you been? Today, my master and I have come to offer incense to Elder Huang. We also want to inform you that from now on, the title of the number one person in the Dragon Kingdom belongs to my master. If you are not convinced, feel free to come up and challenge us!"
"G? Feng'er, please don't say that!"
The Celestial Venerable Master stroked his beard and laughed heartily, saying, "I am merely the second in the Dragon Kingdom; I dare not claim to be number one!"
"You old bastard, Master Huang, did you kill him?"
He Qinzhou took a step forward.
His face was frighteningly cold, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and even his voice was as low as the whisper of a hellish demon.
"Yes."
To everyone's surprise, the Celestial Venerable Hermit didn't even bother to explain and readily admitted it!