C43 Heading to the Broken Soul Ridge

Seeing that Qiao Qingen didn't pursue the matter further, Ye Heng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Now that we don't have the Divine Line Boat, we can only go back. Judging from the distance, we are afraid that we will have to walk for two days. " Qiao Qingen said helplessly.

"Two days?" Ye Heng suddenly remembered that it had been less than two days since he agreed to meet Leng Aoxue.

There was only one and a half days left.

After all, he had already accepted her benefits in advance. If he reneged on his promise, he would feel really guilty.

"Then let's hurry up and leave. " Ye Heng had just taken a step forward when he turned around and said to Qiao Qingen, "Mr Qiao, before we go back, I want to bury all the people in that small village. "

"If you don't tell me about this, I still want to talk about it. Alright, let's hurry to that small village. " Qiao Qingen nodded and strode towards the direction of the small village.

After half an hour, Ye Heng and Qiao Qingen returned to the village.

It was noon, and the sun was high up in the sky. The corpses were rotting very quickly. They could smell the stench even before they walked in.

It took four hours. Only then did Ye Heng and Qiao Qingen bury the three hundred and sixty-five corpses in the village.

Ye Heng looked at Linger's tombstone in front of him. His eyes were filled with sadness, as if he could cry at any time.

Ye Heng buried the little girl who loved to eat candied fruits with her mother. Because he did not know their names, Ye Heng carved the little girl's name on the tombstone.

Rubbing the newly built tombstone, Ye Heng said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't worry. The next time I come, I will definitely bring the head of the culprit to worship you. I will definitely do so!"

Ye Heng's voice was unusually resolute. His clenched fists and his broken lips all displayed his determination.

"Little Junior Brother, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and leave, or else it will be dark. " Qiao Qingen, who was the first to leave, saw that Ye Heng did not follow him. He turned around and shouted at Ye Heng.

"Here you go. " Ye Heng waved his hand and ran towards Qiao Qingen with quick steps.

After running to Qiao Qingen's side, Ye Heng looked back at the tombstone with the words Linger engraved on it.

"Little Junior Brother?" Qiao Qingen asked in confusion.

"Oh, I'm fine. " Ye Heng smiled and followed Qiao Qingen.

Time flew by. Ye Heng and Qiao Qingen did not encounter any trouble this time. They returned to the Hao Yuan Sect safe and sound.

However, when the two of them returned, it was already noon of the day that Ye Heng and Leng Aoxue agreed to meet.

"I don't know if Leng Aoxue is still waiting for me over there. " After returning to the Hao Yuan Sect, Ye Heng rushed towards the north gate without stopping.

However, even so, when he arrived at the north gate, it was already noon.

Many disciples were gathered at the north gate all year round. One should know that even the most ordinary natural treasures in the Broken Soul Ridge could be exchanged for thousands of contribution points, let alone those rare and precious items.

Therefore, the north gate was unusually busy every day. They were all shouting to form teams to go to the Broken Soul Ridge.

The richer the reward, the greater the danger.

The mortality rate in the Broken Soul Ridge could be said to be the highest among all the training grounds. Therefore, in order to obtain more heavenly treasures and come back alive, the disciples who went to train formed groups and went to the Broken Soul Ridge, which created this scene.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a circle that was extremely conspicuous.

It was a temporary group of two men and a woman. The woman had a cold and beautiful appearance, and she exuded an aura that could repel people thousands of miles away.

Among the two men, a man pulled his face. He was tall and straight, and he carried a long sword on his back. His entire body was emitting an oppressive Sword Intent.

The other man had an amiable smile on his face, giving people the impression that he was friendly and harmless.

However, with just a glance, Ye Heng could feel that the smile on this man's face was extremely fake. There was only viciousness in his eyes.

Ye Heng could not be any more familiar with this kind of smile and gaze.

This was because those relatives who chased him out of the family back then also had this kind of face.

"Hey, look! The ones standing there are Leng Aoxue, Xiao Soong, and Moh Lin, who are ranked 29th, 31st, and 32nd on the Outer Sect List?"

"Damn, what kind of formation is this? If the three of them were to gather together, I'm afraid that they would be able to explore the depths of the Broken Soul Ridge. "

"Speaking of which, did you guys notice? The three of them have been standing there since morning, as if they were waiting for someone. "

"Oh my god, someone who can make the three of them wait for so long, what kind of big shot is he?"

The disciples around the north gate gathered around Leng Aoxue and the other two and discussed animatedly. The most discussed topic was the identity of the person they were waiting for.

Ye Heng, who passed through the crowd, had an awkward expression on his face. There was no other reason. Some of the disciples had exaggerated him too much. He actually had three heads and six arms, and so on and so forth.

Ignoring all of this, Ye Heng used all of his skills and finally managed to squeeze out of the crowd's encirclement.

Leng Aoxue, who had been searching for Ye Heng in the crowd, noticed him the moment Ye Heng appeared.

Leng Aoxue took three steps and two steps to Ye Heng. Her slender hand pulled him and walked back quickly.

"Yo, Aoue. Is this your good luck husband? He really made us wait so hard. " The man who had been smiling the whole time grinned and said in a joking tone. A trace of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ignoring the man with the fake smile, Leng Aoxue pointed at the two of them and introduced them to Ye Heng, "Ye Heng, this is Moh Lin from the Sword Edge, and Xiao Soong from the Clear Stream Peak. "

Leng Aoxue thought he was angry when she saw Ye Heng's unmoved look. Worried, she whispered in his ear, "You will not be angry. Didn't I tell you about the two of them in advance? Actually, I wanted to tell you about this four days ago, but you weren't in Beast Peak, so. . . "

Ye Heng naturally wouldn't care about this matter. On the contrary, he felt a little embarrassed that he was late.

What Ye Heng cared about was the fact that Moh Lin, who was carrying a long sword on his back, had been staring at him from the moment he appeared until now, as if there was some kind of deep hatred between them.

Although he had suppressed his killing intent very well, Ye Heng had still found out about his hidden killing intent.

Ye Heng could swear that this was definitely the first time he had seen this guy called Moh Lin, but why was he looking at him like this?

Although he was puzzled, Ye Heng didn't really care about it. If this guy tactfully didn't attack him, then everyone would be safe.

If it was another plot, Ye Heng naturally wouldn't mind giving him a good beating.

From the words of the surrounding disciples, Ye Heng knew that Moh Lin and Xiao Soong, who had been smiling and hiding their blades, were ranked 32nd and 31st respectively, which was a few ranks lower than Zhang Heng.

After Ye Heng exchanged blows with Zhang Heng once, he estimated that Zhang Heng's chances of winning were about 30%.

And now, Ye Heng had already mastered the high-grade Mystic rank martial skill, Sunflower Water Punch, and his strength had increased by more than a level.

If he were to fight Zhang Heng again, Ye Heng would dare. It was not an exaggeration to say that the outcome was fifty-fifty.

As for these two, even if they were to fight together, Ye Heng still had a fifty percent chance of winning.

"Don't worry, I'm not concerned about this matter. On the contrary, I'm sorry for making you wait for so long. " Ye Heng waved his hand and said with a smile.

Leng Aoxue only relaxed when she heard what Ye Heng said.

"Alright, don't waste time. Hurry up and leave!" Moh Lin, who had been keeping a straight face the whole time, glanced at Ye Heng meaningfully and took the lead to walk out of the north gate.

Seeing this, Xiao Soong smiled and followed closely behind Moh Lin.

When he caught up with Moh Lin, he slowed down his pace and said in a voice only he and Moh Lin could hear, "Why don't you complain a little? That bitch made us wait for an entire morning. "

Moh Lin rolled his eyes at him and said slowly, "Do you need to talk so much nonsense? After entering the Broken Soul Ridge, won't the two of them still be at our mercy? When that time comes, won't you be able to do whatever you want? "

" En, that's true. " Xiao Soong nodded in agreement. Then, a trace of lasciviousness flashed across his eyes and he continued. "By the way, according to what we agreed earlier, the virgin of that bitch belongs to me!"

Humph, sooner or later, there will be an idiot who will die on a woman's belly.

Moh Lin cursed in his heart and said impatiently, "Don't worry, I am not interested in women. I only want that Ye Heng!"

When the word Ye Heng came out of Moh Lin's mouth, his face became extremely twisted, and his brows were filled with monstrous anger.

It was as if Ye Heng was the one who had killed his closest family member. There was no doubt about the frightening killing intent in his words.

"Hehe, that's good. " Xiao Soong licked his lips. The eagerness in his eyes was obvious.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something and smiled. "Oh, right. I remember that Ye Heng killed your old good friend. No wonder you hate him so much. What's his name again?"

"Shut up. Say another word. Do you believe that I will pierce your throat?" As if recalling something sad, Moh Lin raised his eyebrows. A surging killing intent broke out of his body. His right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword on his back.

"Aiya, I'm so scared. " Xiao Soong pretended to be pitiful. He moved his feet and pulled away from Moh Lin.

On the other side, Leng Aoxue pulled Ye Heng, who was about to leave, and put a black glove, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as paper, in his hand.

"This is your boxing glove. I have already helped you get it from Senior Luo. "

Ye Heng heard her and touched it curiously. It felt cold and comfortable in his hand, and it was so light that it did not look like a boxing glove at all. Instead, it was a bit like the lace gloves worn by those noblewomen.

Seeing Ye Heng's puzzled expression, Leng Aoxue pondered for a moment and explained, "Don't look at this pair of gloves. After pouring in elemental energy, it will weigh a thousand kilograms. Furthermore, putting it on will not affect the flexibility of the fingers. Senior Luo did not tell me anything else. She said she wanted you to figure it out yourself. "