I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

After forensic examination, it was found that the man had multiple wounds on his body, was carrying a cold poison, had a silver needle stuck in his tendons, and even had his ribs broken by a kick.

But these were not the points that led to his ultimate death.

The fatal blow was the twelve stab wounds to his heart.

Each blow was a heavy blow. The opponent showed no mercy and was extremely cruel.

It was indeed done by someone from Hongmeng Pavilion.

Xing Mingjie ordered people to dispose of the body, and then told Mingchuan about it.

When Mingchuan received the news, he had just woken up from his sleep and was leaning on the bed enjoying the fruits fed by Xing Rao.

He clicked his tongue twice when he heard the news.

"It's okay, he's dead. Anyway, Hongmeng Pavilion has been almost destroyed by us now. As for the other two sects, Yan Caijun probably doesn't know much about them. Just help him bury him properly."

After the call ended, Xing Rao fed him fruit and sighed.

"This Yan Caijun is truly miserable. You tortured him like that before, and he suffered all kinds of injuries every few days. He finally recovered a little, but I didn't expect him to die in such a miserable way."

"What a pity. You were thinking of keeping him to help you manage your business."

The corners of Mingchuan's mouth twitched, and he felt a little heartbroken when he mentioned this.

What a waste of a business genius.

But the current situation is beyond his control, so let him die.

"As for He Qingwen, Zhao Peishan, Zhou Tian, ​​and the others, it's okay. I'll ask them to train a few more people for me when the time comes."

Xing Rao looked at Mingchuan and stuffed another cherry tomato into his mouth. While feeding him the fruit, he leaned forward slightly.

Mingchuan instantly saw something he shouldn't have seen...

He coughed twice and said, "Sister, I'm in good shape with this illness. I even have some extra benefits."

"Benefits? What benefits?" Xing Rao looked confused. As Mingchuan looked down, her face suddenly turned dark. She raised her hand and slapped Mingchuan hard in the face.

"Snapped!"

Mingchuan's face was slapped crooked!

"You filthy scoundrel, if you keep watching me, I'll dig your eyes out!"

Mingchuan covered his face with a look of grievance, "What? It was obviously you who wanted to show it to me, what does it have to do with me?"

Xing Rao raised his hand and turned the bowl upside down on his head.

The ice water flowed down, Mingchuan took a hissing breath, and hurriedly took the bowl off his head.

Looking again, where is Xing Rao in this room?

Only Meng Dalang was standing at the door, watching the movements inside and grinning.

Mingchuan's face darkened, and he threw the bowl at Meng Dalang: "Is it so fun to watch the fun?"

Meng Dalang quickly caught the bowl and waved his hands.

Before Meng Dalang could chat with Mingchuan about family matters, Xing Mingjie, who had just hung up the phone, called again.

Mingchuan picked up the phone suspiciously, and Xing Mingjie on the other end said hurriedly, "Oh no! The people from Hongmeng Pavilion have escaped, and they're all gone!"

Mingchuan was stunned when he heard this.

Now that Yan Caijun is dead and Hongmeng Pavilion has suffered so much loss, it would be abnormal if they didn't run away.

Mingchuan regained his composure in a flash, "Don't worry. Their current situation won't improve even if they escape. They'll definitely be ostracized by the other two sects. Clean up the ruins of Hongmeng Pavilion and send everything you find for inspection."

Xing Mingjie agreed immediately.

"it is good."

"By the way, are you okay with your injury?"

Mingchuan: "It's okay, it's just a minor problem, it will be healed soon, don't worry about me."

Only then did Xing Mingjie feel relieved and hung up the phone.

Neither of them knew that the tacit cooperation between Mingchuan and Xing Mingjie had gradually caused the once famous King of Jiangnan to lose the support of the people.

He was like an old widower who was completely sidelined. He didn't have to do anything every day because Xing Mingjie did everything for him.

Whenever he thought of this, Min Yeyi would look at Min Yi with hatred, thinking that he was a useless person.

Now that Hongmeng Pavilion is deserted, Min Yeyi feels even more depressed when he sees his daughter's disappointing appearance.

"Yi Ke, you can't get close to Mingchuan, but now you have to work harder for Xing Mingjie, right? Look, Xing Mingjie and Mingchuan have become sworn brothers!"

Min Yike's face was full of reluctance, but she was not as stubborn as before. She just argued in a low voice.

"Dad...I don't like him..."

Min Yeyi shook his head: "Look at yourself now, you're the only one who doesn't care about me? I'm going to be promoted as soon as I get things done in Jiangnan!"

Min Yike's face was full of grievance. She bit her lower lip and wanted to say something but stopped herself. In the end, she was worried that it would anger her father, so she could only lower her head and speak in a low voice.

"I understand... I will try my best..."

After Min Yike finished speaking, she turned around and trotted out.

The back figure looked particularly lonely.

Seeing this, the assistant beside Min Yeyi was filled with heartache: "Sir, our young lady has been through too much recently. You don't have to be so harsh on her. You see, she is not as lively and cheerful as before."

After hearing the assistant's words, Min Yeyi slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where Min Yike left.

He had always doted on his daughter, but now seeing her like this, he was truly distressed.

But if not, with Min Yike's previous personality, he would definitely not be happy in the future.

Especially now that his position is about to be replaced, and he doesn't know who will be the next person to take office. If he doesn't make plans for his daughter as soon as possible, it's hard to say what Min Yike's future life will be like.

Thinking of this, Min Yeyi shook his head and stretched out his hand to stop the assistant from saying the next words.

"You don't have to say any more. A loving father often spoils his son. If I hadn't been too indulgent with her in the past, how could she have become what she is now?"

The assistant opened his mouth several times to speak but stopped himself, and finally could only sigh and shake his head and obey Min Yeyi's words.

……

After receiving instructions from the head of the Yan family, the three elders stayed around the villa at all times.

Their strength is unfathomable and cannot be compared with Meng Dalang and his group.

Therefore, after waiting outside for a few days, no one noticed anything. It was only Jizhou, who had just recovered a little from his illness, who discovered some problems.

The oppressive feeling of impending storm outside the window was obvious, completely different from the previous quietness.

Thinking that Mingchuan was injured and lying in bed, Jizhou was worried that something might happen and immediately reported the matter to Mingchuan.

But Mingchuan was eating melon seeds with a nonchalant look on his face.

"Don't worry about it. Those people outside are also ours. Let them do whatever they want. If they don't make trouble, it won't reduce the attention of those people from Hongmeng Pavilion."

Only then did Jizhou feel relieved.

However, to be on the safe side, he still went out to guard it on his own initiative.