Chapter 30 Section VIII

Yu Runsheng was in the field, walking side by side with Pang Wenying who secretly came from Dai Town to marry him. Shen Bingchen with two swords on his back stood a few feet away.Just lost two of his classmates, but Shen Bingchen was still expressionless. Pang Wenying stopped and looked at Yu Runsheng with warm eyes. ——Yan Tian never married a wife or had children in his whole life. "Master Pang, I'm sorry. If I know that Senior Brother Zuo and Senior Brother Tong are newly mourned, I will postpone this marriage." "We people in the rivers and lakes don't have to stick to these things." Pang Wenying said. "Runsheng, congratulations."

Yu Runsheng nodded his thanks. "Oh, Mucheng and Feng'er...unexpectedly...unexpectedly there is such a character in the 'slaughterhouse'...in the future, apart from Bingchen, the only one I can rely on is you." Pang Wenying put Yu Runsheng's shoulder. "And your brother... By the way, the one who killed the Sixth Master Iron Nail is called... Lian Shou? Is he recovering?" "Master Pang has a heart. He's about to heal. My fifth younger brother..." Yu Runsheng hesitated for a while. "...he is such a monster..." "I'll find a doctor to come and see him again. To deal with a character like Iron Claw, I'm afraid you must have a scythe."

Yu Runsheng nodded. "How are things going?" "Everything went as smoothly as I expected. Now I just wait for my younger brother to bring back the elite Xing Leng'er army from the city." "Runsheng, be careful." Pang Wenying said solemnly. "The 'Slaughterhouse' may come out of the city to attack. I have lost Mucheng and Feng'er. I can't lose you again." He looked back at Shen Bingchen's figure, and said: "If this battle fails, even if I survive by chance, I will never return to the head office with face..." "Master Pang, don't worry." Yu Runsheng gently held Pang Wenying's palm.What Pang Wenying felt was not only the trust between the master and the slave, but also a more intimate feeling.

"We will succeed." Yu Runsheng raised his head as he said.His once again radiant eyes stared at the distant planets in the dark night sky that had shrunk and died for tens of millions of years. The bride is still waiting for him in the room.Yet he was intoxicated in the world of power. "Three months later, we hung the heads of Zhuya and the 'Eight Great Butchers' on the highest flagpole in Piaocheng."