I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 245 Tianquan Villa
Tianquan Villa is a villa in the true sense of the word.

Surrounded by mountains and close to water, although it is freezing cold, there is a hot spring in the villa. The heat from the hot spring spreads to the entire villa, so that even in the coldest days of winter, the villa is warm like spring and flowers are in full bloom.

They are both villas, but Chu Zhao feels that the desolate Xueluo Villa can be chopped up and used as firewood compared to the Tianquan Villa. The two are not at the same level at all.

He was soaking in the hot spring, feeling lazy and listless.

People were coming and going in the villa, including the maids, old women, servants and guards, and they all seemed to have not noticed that there was someone soaking in the hot spring.

Chu Zhao even saw a middle-aged woman and a young servant fighting behind a rockery.

The garden is indeed full of spring colors.

But no one could have imagined that this villa, seemingly filled with flowers and spring scenery, was actually a training base for a killer organization.

At this moment, Lord Ming was standing outside the villa.

The giant golden sword that looked like a door panel was tied behind his back in a very suitable position for taking. He could easily take it down with just a spread of his hands.

His eyes were extremely cold, and even if he occasionally showed emotion, it was never warmth, but pain, hatred, and sadness...

Ming Hou just stood quietly in front of the gate for two whole hours, letting the wind and snow blow against him without moving.

It was not until the sunset gradually set, dyeing the sky a fiery red, that he finally moved.

Lord Ming took down the giant golden sword, held it into the door, and the sword drew a trail of sparks on the ground.

Holding a knife is a technical job.

If you keep walking like this, the blade will become sharper as it is sharpened by the bluestone on the ground.

Of course, if it is not dragged properly, it will become a blunt knife.

However, there is nothing wrong with a blunt knife, because it hurts more when cutting flesh, and people die more slowly.

In the past, he regarded this place as his home.

Now that he is back, he only wants to kill people.

Kill an old man, an old man he called master.

Old Man Tianquan, the owner of this villa, was also one of the murderers who committed the Bloody Building Massacre and massacred the entire Xie family.

Chu Zhao felt that this past event was very ridiculous. Since he had chosen to exterminate the entire family, he should have left no one alive and cut off the roots.

But because Ming Hou had lost his memory, old man Tianquan brought him back to train him, and most importantly, he trained him into an extremely sharp killing knife.

Chu Zhao didn’t know what old man Tianquan had experienced in the past that made him have such a bad taste.

But he knew that doing so like Old Man Tianquan would leave huge hidden dangers.

Facts have also proved that this approach was wrong, and now the knife that he had trained has come back to kill him.

Chu Zhao was very suspicious about the mental state of old man Tianquan when he did this. If possible, he would like to introduce a doctor from Qingshan Hospital to him.

Lord Ming’s strength is still good, and the blade of the giant golden sword is sharp enough.

A group of black people appeared out of nowhere in the quiet villa. Even though they were being killed and chopped, they didn't make any noise.

As Lord Ming walked along, he saw corpses everywhere.

The flowers in the walled courtyard seemed to be blooming more and more brightly.

When the blood slowly seeped into the hot spring, Chu Zhao had disappeared. He was sitting at the highest point of Tianquan Villa, holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking slowly.

Ming Hou was extremely ruthless in his actions, and not a single corpse of his men was left intact.

However, his cruelty was only directed at those who rushed up to block his way, and he chose to turn a blind eye to ordinary maids and servants.

When Elder Tianquan received the news, he was practicing with two young female disciples.

Chu Zhao found this kind of practice quite interesting because they were not wearing any clothes.

Old man Tianquan opened the door in dishevel, and then he saw Minghou.

Lord Ming and his giant sword!

The knife is in hand.

Bloody hands, bleeding knife!

Old man Tianquan looked from his knife to his hands, and then from his hands to his face.

Pale face, dark eyes, eyes filled with endless murderous intent.

Ming Hou didn't waste any words and just raised his hand and slashed with two swords.

Old man Tianquan is already old, and he has used all his skills to enjoy himself and train his female disciples.

The female disciple is quite powerful, with the cultivation level of Vajra Mortal Realm, but Ming Hou is even stronger.

One knife in two parts.

One knife in two parts.

Elder Tianquan also has the cultivation level of the Free Earth Realm, and is slightly stronger than Ming Hou. However, he is old and weak, allowing the young and strong Ming Hou to gain the upper hand.

Unfortunately, Lord Ming insisted on listening to this old guy's nonsense.

As expected, old man Tianquan ran away, and Marquis Ming fell in a pool of blood like a dead dog.

Facts have proved that to kill someone, one must be quick, with the knife striking immediately, without giving the other person a chance to speak.

After all, mouth-to-mouth combat is the most powerful martial art in the world.

Night fell quietly, and the people in Tianquan Villa were either dead or fled, and it was now empty.

The entire villa was silent, with only the strong smell of blood wafting in the air.

The moonlight sprinkled down, and between the light and shadow one could faintly see broken limbs and arms scattered all over the ground, giving people an indescribable feeling of mystery and horror.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried horse hooves outside the villa.

A group of more than twenty riders rushed into the villa recklessly.

They were all dressed in black clothes and black armor, and each of them held a knife in his hand, a knife as bright as snow.

The leading knight shouted coldly, "The master has ordered that Ming Hou and Yue Ji must be captured and brought back. Search them all and leave no one alive."

Just as everyone was dismounting from their horses, the leading knight suddenly shouted in surprise.

"who?"

A man in a blue shirt floated over. He didn't answer, but just raised his hand and waved his sleeves.

bang bang bang...

The twenty or so people in front of him didn't even have time to react before they exploded and turned into blood mist.

The smell of blood in the villa suddenly became stronger.

The war horses neighed and fled in panic, which sounded a bit noisy.

The man in green shirt scratched his ears and waved his hand again. The originally frightened horse instantly calmed down and began to stroll leisurely in the yard.

When the moon reached its zenith, Minghou was thrown into the hot spring. Floating on the water, he opened his eyes.

His face was as pale as paper and his voice was very weak.

"Senior Chu?"

Chu Zhao lay on a clean stone beside the hot spring and hummed lightly, "You are too weak to deal with an old man like Tianquan who is about to die."

It was clear that his tone was full of disdain.

Ming Hou didn't care at all. A bitter smile flashed across his face. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a small porcelain bottle flying over.

"It's for healing. Eat it first."

"Thank you, senior."

Ming Hou thanked him, uncorked the bottle, and poured the elixir from the porcelain bottle into his mouth. It tasted sweet and fruity at first.

Then a warm current flowed down from his throat, flowing through his limbs and bones, suppressing the internal injuries in his body without him having to use any energy.

After a cup of tea, Ming Hou suddenly jumped out of the hot spring, causing splashes of water.

He was soaking wet all over. He knelt down in front of Chu Zhao with a plop and kowtowed three times: "Thank you very much for saving my life, Senior. I have no way to repay you, but I am willing to hold your horse and stirrups for you."

“Holding the stirrups?” Chu Zhao shook his head and smiled. “Not everyone is qualified to hold the stirrups for me. Do you know who held the stirrups for me more than ten years ago? He was a master of the Free and Easy Heaven Realm.”

After saying that, Chu Zhao waved his hand, causing Ming Hou to stand up involuntarily. Then his expression suddenly changed, and he said strangely: "Wait, you want to stay with me, isn't it because of Yue Ji?"

Ming Hou was stunned: "Why do you say that, senior?"

"Don't you like Yue Ji?"

Ming Hou shook his head, then nodded: "I like you, but it's definitely not the kind of love that senior said. I only treat Yue Ji as a sister."

His tone was sincere and you could tell he wasn't lying.

But this isn’t right. Aren’t Ming Hou and Yue Ji an official couple?

Could it be that Yue Kang acted too early and their relationship has not yet developed to the level of love between lovers?

Chu Zhao thought this was the reason, so he nodded and said, "I misunderstood. By the way, I didn't kill Elder Tianquan. He should have fled to Tianqi City."

Ming Hou knelt down again and said, "Senior Gao En, when I kill him to avenge him, my life will be yours."

"Can you please stop kneeling all the time?"

Hearing this, Ming Hou quickly stood up.

Chu Zhao then smiled with satisfaction: "You are injured now, so don't worry about revenge. I will ask someone to help you find out the news about Elder Tianquan."

"Thank you, Senior. Could you please help me find out who is behind him?"

The reason why Lord Ming was willing to listen to Old Man Tianquan's nonsense was because Old Man Tianquan said that there was another mastermind behind the Bloody Building tragedy and he was just a knife in someone else's hands.

Chu Zhao asked back: "Let me ask you, what was Wangyi Tower called before it was renamed?"

"Blood-clothed Building."

As the young master of the Xie family, Lord Ming naturally knew about his family's affairs.

"Yes, it's called the Bloody Robe Building. Just by hearing the name, you should know that it's an organization that specializes in clearing away troubles for people.

There are many ways to solve problems in this world, but the most convenient and quickest way is always to get rid of the person who creates the trouble.

Your Xie family was originally from the Shadow Sect, and was sent to the Jianghu by Yi Bu to establish the Blood Robe Tower. In fact, most of the disciples of the Blood Robe Tower are also disciples of the Shadow Sect.

Later, your father and those people wanted to break away from the control of the Shadow Sect and changed the name of the Xueyi Tower to Wangyi Tower.

However, once this person enters the game, he has no choice but to do what he wants. It is not easy to wash off the blood and get ashore.

Not to mention that your father was just a pawn, which is considered a betrayal, so the Shadow Sect will naturally let others see the consequences of betrayal."

Perhaps because he was unaware of these secrets, Lord Ming was a little dazed.

But he soon came back to his senses: "Senior, what you mean is that Yi Bu was the mastermind back then?"

"I'm not completely sure, but it's pretty close."

Ming Hou nodded in understanding and asked, "Senior, who is Yi Bu you are talking about?"

"The former leader of the Shadow Sect, the master of Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang, the father of Beili Xuanfei, the grandfather of Red King Xiaoyu, and the person behind Elder Tianquan now is Red King Xiaoyu."

Chu Zhao yawned and continued, "With your strength, it is impossible to seek revenge on Yi Bu, and you can't seek revenge on him because... he is already dead."

"died?"

Ming Hou was completely stunned.

Although old man Tianquan was the murderer who wiped out the entire Xie family, the root of the problem was Yi Bu.

But now Chu Zhao told him that the culprit Yi Bu was dead.

This fact was really hard for him to accept.

Chu Zhao sighed, "Well, he's been dead for many years. Most of the power that Shadow Sect once had is now in the hands of Scarlet King Xiao Yu."

Ming Hou was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice: "Since he is dead, then kill Xiao Yu to avenge him."

Well, it’s the son’s turn to pay for his father’s debts. There’s nothing wrong with killing Xiao Yu, the heir, to take revenge.

only……

Chu Zhao smiled playfully and said, "Xiao Yu is a prince. It's not easy for you to kill him for revenge. I'm not trying to discourage you, but unless something unexpected happens, you will never be able to kill him in your lifetime."

Ming Hou sighed, but before he could finish his words, two figures, one in white and one in purple, suddenly appeared.

The people who came were Yue Kang and Yue Ji.

Yue Kang was holding an unconscious old man in his hands, who was none other than the old man Tianquan who had escaped earlier.

"Dad, why are you here?" Yue Kang asked, and at the same time casually threw old man Tianquan in front of Ming Hou.

"I found Lord Ming halfway, so I followed him to see you. Aren't you guys going back to Yuelu? Why are you here at Tianquan Villa?"

Yue Kang said, "Yueyue was a little worried about Ming Hou, so we turned around to take a look. We happened to run into this old guy and captured him."

While speaking, he also gave Ming Hou a wink.

Ming Hou understood what he meant. Now that he knew the answer, he was too lazy to talk any more with old man Tianquan.

He raised his hand and slashed with the knife, splitting old man Tianquan into two halves.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao sighed: "Watching people take revenge is really boring."

The three of them were stunned because they heard a sense of boredom in Chu Zhao's tone.

For a moment, they didn't know what to say.

"Do you think that in my eyes, the life and death of you people is just a joke?"

Yue Kang simply shook his head. His father was an emperor who loved his people like his own children. How could he treat life and death as a joke?

Yue Ji and Ming Hou did not make any move, but the absence of movement itself was an answer.

Chu Zhao shook his head and smiled, but did not explain anything. He just said to Ming Hou: "People should know how to cherish their lives. It is not easy for you to seek revenge on Xiao Yu. I will teach you a set of swordsmanship."

As soon as the voice fell, Chu Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The golden giant knife in Ming Hou's hand flew into Chu Zhao's hand uncontrollably: "Watch carefully, I will only teach you once. How much you can learn depends on your ability."

He swung his sword, the long sword flew up, and the sword energy rushed straight into the sky. Even the clouds in the night sky were scattered by the sword energy.

Ming Hou raised his head, his eyes wide open: "This... this sword technique!"

“As for my father, he no longer has any sword or knife skills. Just a wave of his hand can create a peerless skill.” Yue Kang said with a smile, his tone full of pride.

Yue Ji stood beside him, looking at Chu Zhao wielding a sword under the moonlight. The wind from the sword blew her hair up, and she looked amazed: "Such power, I'm afraid the immortals in heaven are only as powerful as this."

Yue Kang was not surprised, because he had seen his father take action. Even when facing the siege of Gu Chen who was in the Divine Wandering Profound Realm, the Half-Step Divine Wandering Confucian Sword Immortal, Chen Ru and other masters, he was able to win calmly.

It’s just that my father’s aura in the past was very calm. If the aura in the past was like an insurmountable mountain, then the aura today is like a boundless sea, surging and turbulent!

After performing a set of sword techniques, Chu Zhao slowly came down, threw the giant golden sword to Ming Hou, and asked, "How much did you understand?"

"I am a fool and only understood 50% of it."

"Yeah, it's really stupid." Chu Zhao's tone was full of disgust. He turned to look at his son and daughter-in-law: "What about you two?"

"About eight or nine points." Yue Kang smiled proudly.

Yue Ji looked weak and said, "I... only understood three-quarters of it."

"Only 80 or 90 points, so-so." Chu Zhao curled his lips in disdain. When he turned to look at Yue Ji, he instantly changed his expression and said with a smile: "You are a swordsman. It is already very good that you can understand 30% of it. Keep up the good work."

Yue Kang: “…”

(End of this chapter)