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Volume 1: A son of the Jiang family brings trouble to the southeast Chapter 1: Game of death

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    At dusk, the setting sun is like blood, and like a fire, burning the distant sky red.

    The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was lying flat on the futon in front of the statue, surrounded by a circle of candles. The candlelight shone on the glazed pillars of the temple and was reflected back, finally reflecting the boy's honest face.

    "Brother Hu, Brother Xuan, please let me go, please Liu Yun did nothing wrong."

    The young man struggled hard and burst into tears.  He has been tied up with five flowers, and he can only twist and sway his body needlessly, like a weak earthworm.  His face was bruised and stained with dust, and it was obvious that he had been severely trampled on.

    In addition to the young man placed in front of the shrine like a sacrifice, there are hundreds of people in the temple.

    These more than a hundred people stood in two groups, one on the left and one on the right, wearing dark and shiny cloaks. The cloaks were turned up, only half of their faces were exposed, and they looked eerie in the dimly lit temple.  There were only two types of looks they looked at the young man, either indifferently or sarcastically.

    Judging from their body shape and occasionally exposed faces, they are only about eighteen years old.

    These young people are all from the Jiang family.

    Today is the day when the death trial of the Jiang Family Snake Tribe is about to end. Before today, twelve of the thirteen death quotas have been completed, leaving only the last one.

    "Liu Yun'er, my silly brother, why don't you understand that this is your fate? Speaking of which, Brother Hu deserves a lot of credit for the fact that you can survive today in the Jiang family."

    The leader of the group on the right looked at the struggling young man, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer.

    As soon as he finished speaking, the Jiang family disciples behind him all burst into laughter, their eyes showing mockery.

    The young man tied in front of the statue was named Jiang Liuyun. Like the other young men present, he was a descendant of the Jiang family's Snake Tribe.  No matter who it is, as long as they achieve the top three results in this triennial death trial, they can be promoted to the Jiao Department.  Both the Snake School and the Jiao School are schools set up by the Jiang family for the younger generation of the family. As the name suggests, the Snake School is for ordinary children, while the Jiao School is for elite children who have been born over the years and are well treated.

    Even among the disciples of the Snake Tribe, Jiang Liuyun is the one with the lowest status.  Not to mention his background, his parents died when he was young and he was adopted by the deacon of Zangjing Pavilion.  Just talking about his qualifications, almost all the other Snake tribe disciples have broken through to the third level of demonization, or even the fourth level. He is still lingering at the first level of demonization, and has been unable to break through.  As for the reason, everyone in the Jiang family knows that, to put it mildly, Jiang Liuyun was born without demonic roots. To put it bluntly, he was stupid.

    Jiang Liuyun was smiling all day long. No matter who he met, he always had a naive smile on his face, heartless and extremely happy.

    In other families, such harmless children would be considered lovable.  But he was in the Jiang family, located in the Izumo Villa in the southeast of Qiyue Kingdom, a giant of evil known as the "Demon in the Southeast Cloud".  How could a fool be tolerated in such a family that thrives on the weak and the strong?

    Fortunately, Jiang Liuyun lives in the Sutra Pavilion. The Sutra Pavilion is only open to the disciples of the Snake Tribe once a year. In order to obtain more advanced evil martial arts, many disciples of the Snake Tribe pretend to be close to Jiang Liuyun and let Jiang Liuyun secretly memorize their favorite martial arts.  and then recite it to them.  Jiang Liuyun is a stupid person, but because of this, he has no distracting thoughts and has an excellent memory. Every time he makes the Snake disciples return home satisfied, Jiang Liuyun consciously makes friends and is very happy, and his smile becomes brighter.

    No matter how valuable someone is, he or she has a useful life.

    When most of the Snake Tribe disciples obtained the skills they longed for, Jiang Liuyun's use value became less and less. Now, only the last one is left - that is, to become the death quota in the death trial.  The Jiang family's death trial is held every three years, with a total of thirteen death quotas, which means that at least thirteen children must be killed, and their waist cards are taken as evidence.  Those who obtain the waist card can not only receive the property and treatment of the deceased, but those with the top three waist cards are also eligible to be promoted to Jiaobu Academy.

    Bring Jiang Liuyun to the death trial, kill him, and become a death quota. This is Jiang Liuyun's final use value.

    Out of the more than 100 people in the temple, there are not only 90 but also 80 people who have asked Jiang Liuyun for secrets.

    The young man sobbed and looked longingly at the "good friends" he used to think, only to find that they were like black statues on the cold wall, cold, cruel, and indifferent.  The young man's eyes changed from asking for help to disappointment, and then from disappointment to despair. In the end, he trembled violently like plucked grass in the wind, and his eyes were empty and blank.

    "Silly brother, take advantage of the moment to beg my devil to join a good family in the next life."

    The leader of the group on the right, the tall King Jiang Hu, chuckled and walked towards Jiang Liuyun, holding the long hook high in his hand.

    The candles flickered, and the storm outside the temple became even worse.

    Facing the statue of a god that was more than ten feet tall, more than a hundred Jiang family disciples lowered their eyebrows and sang in tacit understanding: "I, the devil, are merciful, and I surrender my kindness and grace. I, the devil, are virtuous, and I surrender to everyone."born.  I, the Demon Suhuhui, bless all things.¡±

    In front of the statue, the young man curled up and looked at the statue above his head dreamily. His lips moved, as if he was mumbling something.  When the long hook fell, Jiang Liuyun grinned and squeezed out the last smile in his life, as pure as ever.

    "Boom" was heard, but it was thunder rolling down from the rainy night, directly hitting the temple located on the top of the island.

    "No, it's Lei Dashan, go quickly!"

    A member of the Jiang family screamed.

    In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred children of the Jiang family, including King Jiang Hu, abandoned Jiang Liuyun without hesitation, dispersed like birds and beasts, and jumped down the mountain one after another.

    Thunder light streaked across the sky, as bright as a purple dragon hovering.

    The Jiang family disciples stood halfway up the mountain, turned their heads, and looked at the temple that was burned in thunder and fire on the top of the mountain, their eyes wandering.

    "Tiger King, you see what you did has brought you punishment from heaven." Jiang Wenxuan, the leader of the group of disciples on the left in the Shicai Temple, said with a smile.

    "Even God has to take action on my behalf. This fool Jiang Liuyun doesn't know how much evil he has done in his previous life." King Jiang Tiger put aside his cloak, looked at the fire temple on the top of the mountain, and said quietly: "Looking at the intensity of the fire, Jiang Liuyun will definitely die. We will send him first in a while.  How about a few of us go up the mountain to get our waist tags, and we each set up camp to rest until we return to the village tomorrow morning?"

    "Very good. Does the previous agreement still count?"

    "Of course. Thirteen waist tags, four each for you and me, and the rest will be given to Miss Yu Chen."

    The ancient temple supported by eight glazed pillars was now a sea of ??fire, with only a little dry land left in front of the statue.

    Jiang Liuyun, a sixteen-year-old boy, had already sat up at some point.

    If anyone sees Jiang Liuyun at this time, they will be so surprised that they can¡¯t speak.

    The young man¡¯s long black hair spread into thousands of strands and floated behind his head, and his body was three feet above the ground and floating in the air.  From time to time, purple light could be seen swimming like snakes all over his body, making a hissing sound. Only when he looked carefully did he realize that it was thunder and lightning.

    Outside the temple, thunder roared and fire roared, welcoming the heavy rain.  Inside the temple, the fire was also scorching, and the statues, murals, and glazed pillars were all baked into an orange-yellow color.

    The young man sat quietly in the air, his face expressionless, his complexion pale, as if he was sleeping, more like dead.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but there was a "bang", and purple thunder fell from the sky, as if a thunder arrow pierced the dome of the temple and shot towards the horned and fanged statue.

    It is better to say that it is a demon statue than a god statue.

    When the thunder flashed, the devil opened his eyes and glared at the heaven and the earth!

    The young man showed a painful expression, his face was ferocious, and then his eyes suddenly opened.  In the depths of the empty pupil of his right eye, there were many thunder and lightning fighting, and purple tides overflowed.

    Closing and opening his eyes, Jiang Liuyun's pupils regained their human expression, but his demeanor had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the naive and silly young man before. He was free and easy, with a good temperament, but there was a hint of darkness in his eyes.  Sophistication and vicissitudes of life.

    "Snapped!"

    The young man could not control his body, lost his center of gravity, and fell from mid-air.

    He stood up slowly and looked at the bronze mirror in flames not far away, looking at himself from head to toe, over and over again.

    The fire roared and danced like a demon.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but his shoulders began to tremble slightly, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed wildly, until tears burst into his face.

    "During the first year of Emperor Wu of the Zichen Emperor of the Jiang family, Liu Yun, the Jiang family that flourished in the southeast of Tianque Continent, went back ten thousand years ago and became the son of the Jiang family of the eight evil sects!"

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