Chapter 1553: The Vicious Resentment

Another morning, the sky was gloomy, the river wind was fierce, it seemed like it was going to rain at any time, making people feel depressed.

Wei Ji felt a hint of coolness in the wind.

She stood in a pavilion by the river, holding a fishing rod in her hand, a scene similar to the riverside villa, but there would be no more attacks here.

The Bo Hu guest house behind her was only more than 600 square meters, less than one-third of the riverside villa, but no one dared to invade it.

Because it belonged to a corner of the palace.

After being hit hard by Ye Tianlong, Wei Ji hid in this villa, which was safe enough and could also get closer to Xiang Bo Hu.

She had already buffered the impact of Ye Tianlong's attack, and could objectively assess the situation again and calmly dispatch troops to deal with Ye Tianlong.

But she still felt a little uneasy at the moment.

Wei Zhongcheng told her last night that he had secretly crossed Chencang to capture Qiao Zhenxing, and would send the Seven Kings Cauldron today at the latest, but there has been no news so far.

Moreover, she had someone call Wei Zhongcheng and Serinka, but they were all out of service, which made Wei Ji feel solemn.

However, she could still find reasons to comfort herself.

Wei Zhongcheng was a man who had come out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Even the dangerous cemetery mechanism could not do anything to him, so how could he get into trouble with Qiao Zhenxing?

The reason why they could not be contacted was probably because they were doing something.

"Madam!"

At this moment, the scarred man who had dealt with Murong Hui rushed in from outside with a howl, stumbling and looking sad.

Behind him, there were five or six guards, who also looked extremely sad.

Wei Ji's eyelids twitched slightly, but she remained calm and said in a dignified manner: "Why are you so flustered? Can't you see I'm fishing?"

"Madam, it's bad."

The scarred man was still holding a box in his hands. He ignored Wei Ji's scolding and rushed to the pavilion and knelt down with a plop, shouting:

"Brother Cheng is dead."

As if suddenly struck by thunder, Wei Ji's body shook violently. Her first feeling was that this was absolutely impossible.

But the grief on the faces of the scarred man and others was so real, but, how could this be possible?

Wei Ji still couldn't believe it. She flashed and appeared in front of the scarred man: "Wei Zhongcheng is dead? How is this possible?"

Wei Ji rushed over, and the scarred man felt that his body was bound by a powerful invisible air shield at this moment, and it was gradually tightening.

The cold air force almost froze the blood in the scarred man's body.

"Brother Cheng is really dead."

After the scarred man recovered, he raised the box with both hands: "Someone just put this sandalwood black wood box at the entrance of Wanghe River."

"He said this is Wei Zhongcheng's head. He knew that Madam lived here, so he specially sent it to the door."

"We thought it was a trick at first and worried that there was some murderous intent inside, but after checking and confirming that it was safe, we opened it and found that it was indeed Brother Cheng's head."

The scarred man shouted in grief and anger: "Madam, you must avenge Brother Cheng."

Wei Ji's body trembled slightly, staring at the black box in shock: "Head? Where is the person who sent the box?"

The scarred man explained with tears: "He put down the box and said a few words and left. The guards wanted to take him down but couldn't stop him."

"Zhongcheng!"

Wei Ji looked at the box, her pretty face became paler, and then she stretched out her slender white hands and trembled to open the expensive and exquisite box.

The scarred man and his men had already checked the head and the box, so Wei Ji was naturally not worried about any murderous intent.

"Pah!"

The box opened quickly, and Wei Ji saw the chopped-off head of Wei Zhongcheng, with messy hair, black cheeks, and eyes wide open.

Originally, there was still a glimmer of luck, but when she saw Wei Zhongcheng's head up close, Wei Ji felt great anger in both her mind and body.

She has never been a sentimental person, but when she saw Wei Zhongcheng, who had followed her for many years, being beheaded, a trace of sadness surged in her heart.

It was as if that knife had chopped her head.

The scarred man shouted again: "Madam, Brother Cheng died so tragically! You must avenge him."

The others also knelt on the ground, shouting for revenge for Wei Zhongcheng.

Wei Ji brought the box over, and her red lips burst out words: "Don't worry, Zhongcheng has always been our brother. If he dies, I will definitely avenge him."

"Who can tell me now, who killed Wei Zhongcheng?"

She shouted: "Is it Qiao Zhenxing?"

If it was really Qiao Zhenxing, she wanted the entire Qiao family to be buried with him.

"Madam, it's Ye Tianlong."

The scarred man straightened up, took out his mobile phone and called up a string of symbols: "I took medicine to heal my wounds last night, so I went to bed earlier than before."

"When I woke up this morning, I found that I had received a text message from Brother Cheng, which contained all the numbers we communicated about tomb raiding."

He explained the content of the symbols to Wei Ji: "I translated it, and there are three contents."

"One is that Qiao Zhenxing and Ye Tianlong are in a group, using the Seven Kings Cauldron to set up a trap to kill Brother Cheng and you."

"One is that Ye Tianlong killed Tu Wengang and saved Murong Hui, and Murong Hui shared the video that Xiang Shao wanted with Ye Tianlong."

"Another one, if he is in trouble, he must have been killed by Ye Tianlong, and asked you to find Niu Manqing, she knows Ye Tianlong's weakness."

The scarred man finished the content of the text message in one breath: "I called Brother Cheng when I saw the text message, but I couldn't get through."

"I was worried that something would happen to Brother Cheng, so I came to see Madam. I wanted you to send someone to rescue Brother Cheng. Unexpectedly, I met someone delivering a box at the door."

The scarred man yelled at Tianchang: "Madam, Wei Jian requested that I lead the team to kill Ye Tianlong and avenge Brother Cheng."

Five or six companions waved their fists in unison: "Kill Ye Tianlong, kill Ye Tianlong."

There wasn't much emotion on Wei Ji's face, she was just digesting Wei Zhongcheng's three last words. Her pretty face was solemn and murderous, but it was more calm.

After the anger, she was no longer impulsive.

"Everyone, don't worry."

Wei Ji's voice turned cold: "Ye Tianlong killed so many of us and did so many good things to us. I will never let him go."

"But Zhongcheng and I both said continuously that Ye Tianlong has been shown how powerful he is, and we cannot act recklessly."

"Wei Jian, go find Niu Manqing and ask Ye Tianlong about his weaknesses. It's better to hit the snake seven inches away than to fight to the death."

Wei Ji issued a direct instruction: "Remember, you must act in secret."

Wei Jian straightened his body and shouted, "Madam, don't worry, I'll go find Niu Manqing right away, I know where she is."

Wei Ji looked at a beautiful woman again: "Wei Mei, please contact Mr. Xiang and tell him that I have something urgent to discuss."

The gorgeous woman also responded loudly: "I understand."

"Zhongcheng, don't worry, no matter how powerful Ye Tianlong is, I will definitely chop off his head and put it in front of your tomb to worship you."

Wei Ji finally turned her gaze to the head in the box, looking at Wei Zhongcheng who was still staring at death, and spoke word by word:

"Rest in peace."

"Um?"

Just when Wei Ji closed Wei Zhongcheng's eyes, her smooth fingers felt an inexplicable pain. Wei Ji looked down and saw a sharp bone spur on Wei Zhongcheng's eyelid.

The small bone spur was located next to the eye socket. It seemed to be caused by a fractured skull. It was difficult to see when the eyelids were rolled up, but it became prominent when I touched it.

Wei Ji looked at her smooth fingers, and a trace of blood flowed out. Then, her fingers became painful, black, and numb...

Wei Ji laughed wildly, and her hatred was overwhelming:

"Ye-Tian-Dragon!"