In the western suburbs of Beijing, there is a huge manor, dancing pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, antique.

This is the Song family!

The Song family, one of the top families in Beijing, has endless assets, has a strong network of contacts, and the family is involved in the political and business circles, and has great influence.

Silent backyard, in a secret room.

Rumble!

A powerful momentum emerged from the secret room, like a hurricane, rippling out in all directions.

Puff puff!

The strong wind was as strong as a sword, hitting the surrounding buildings, making a muffled sound, leaving traces that were more than an inch deep.

Fortunately, no one has set foot in the surrounding area and within tens of meters.

Otherwise, if you are swept by this strong wind, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die.

In the secret room, in mid-air, a black cloud floated.

Take a closer look, where are the black clouds, it is clearly black snakes, with black flames burning on their bodies, swimming and galloping in the void, making a crackling sound, which is extremely weird.

On the futon, the author is a young man with a face like a crown of jade, with a dusty temperament, and arrogance and wildness between his eyebrows.

"Haha, my Yin Snake Flame has finally reached the peak of cultivation. ”

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a black streamer in his eyes, which was very terrifying.

Immediately, he pinched a handprint, and the black cloud suddenly changed, condensing into various shapes, such as a fierce lion, or a violent and domineering tiger, or a vicious python......

This man is Song Shaofei, the eldest young man of the Song family!

An invincible innate martial artist!

After a few days of retreat, Yin Snake Flame finally broke through and reached the peak of Dacheng, and he was only one step away from being able to break through to the consummation realm.

The consummation realm of Yin Snake Flame represents the realm of the supreme grandmaster.

Click!

Song Shaofei pushed it gently, and the huge stone door, like paper paste, was easily pushed open.

"Xiaofei, you're finally out of the customs. ”

As soon as he walked out of the secret room, a middle-aged man walked up with a bright smile on his face.

He has a square face and a majestic expression, and if you look closely, between your eyebrows, there are eight points similar to Song Shaofei.

"Father!"

Seeing this man, Song Shaofei shouted.

The man's name is Song Zhengde, he is Song Shaofei's father, the head of the Song family, and is in charge of all the power of the Song family.

Of course, this is the Father and the Son.

Because of Song Shaofei's identity and strength, Song Zhengde became the head of the Song family and took charge of the huge Song family.

An invincible congenital with terrifying strength, which is very predictable.

In the eyes of the Song family, the eldest young master is a god-like figure.

"Xiaofei, how's that?"

Song Zhengde looked at Song Shaofei and asked.

"Hmm!"

Song Shaofei nodded lightly.

He knew that his father was asking about cultivation.

"Okay, you are really my Song family's Dinghai Divine Needle, as long as you are here, the Song family will be able to set foot on the pinnacle of glory. ”

Song Zhengde laughed and said.

In his expression, there was an indescribable sense of pride.

Mrs. Song has three sons under her knees, and Song Zhengde is the most inconspicuous one, originally, the person who is the least qualified to be the head of the family.

All this because of what happened twenty years ago.

On that day, Song Shaofei was playing outside the courtyard, and happened to meet the Yin Snake Sect Master, who took him as a disciple and taught him carefully.

Since then, Song Zhengde's status in the family has risen.

Now, he has become the most powerful person.

"Where's Senior Brother Zeng?"

Song Shaofei sensed it, but did not find Zeng Wuyan's breath, and asked suspiciously.

Zeng Wuyan already knew the time when he came out, and the latter's temperament would definitely not appear.

"He said he was going to prepare a gift for you, and he shouldn't have come back yet. ”

Song Zhengde said with a smile.

Song Shaofei nodded, with anticipation on his face, he also wanted to know what kind of gift this senior brother would bring him.

"Young Master Fei, it's a big deal, Master Zeng ...... him"

At this moment, a panicked voice sounded, and a figure rushed over, looking nervous.

"Panic, what kind of system!"

"In a while, go and get the family law yourself!"

Seeing the appearance of the servant, Song Zhengde frowned and shouted.

He is in charge of the Song family, and he values family law the most, and everything must be done according to the rules.

"Yes!"

When the servant heard this, his face turned pale, and he secretly cried out in his heart.

"What happened?"

Song Shaofei asked.

"Master Zeng's lamp...... extinguished. ”

The servant whispered.

"What!"

Song Shaofei frowned, his eyes widened, and his eyes showed an infinite fierce light, fierce and ferocious.

In an instant, from a handsome boy, he turned into a ferocious beast.

Rumble!

The momentum on his body rippled like ripples sweeping in all directions.

Burst!

The strong wind rushed against the servant, and the man flew upside down on the spot, slammed into a rockery, made a dull crashing sound, and passed out directly.

Song Zhengde also turned pale, and his body flew backwards.

Song Shaofei's palm shook, and an invisible force appeared, holding Song Zhengde and keeping him from harm.

"Let's go!"

With a low shout, Song Shaofei grabbed Song Zhengde, his figure moved, and disappeared into the courtyard.

After a while, I came to a side room.

Bang!

The door opened, and a dark and gloomy aura came to his face, as if he had stepped into the Nine Hells, and Song Zhengde trembled.

In front of him was a sacrificial table with two oil lamps on it.

The one on the left is blazing and vigorous, while the one on the right is dim and has lost its light.

"Who dared to kill Senior Brother Zeng, I swear that I will cut you with a thousand knives. ”

Seeing the extinguished oil lamp, Song Shaofei's face turned pale, his eyes showed pain and sadness, and he gritted his teeth and said.

This is the Thousand Miles Soul Lamp!

A mysterious method in the Yin Snake Valley, ignited by the heart and blood of the warrior, the spirit and spirit of the burned, can judge the state of the soul master.

The so-called death of a person is like a lamp extinguishing, which is based on this wonderful method.

If the lights are on, it means that the person is alive and healthy.

If the oil lamp goes out, it represents death.

The one on the left is his soul lamp, burning, representing his spirit and spirit, which is at its peak.

The one that went out was Zeng Wuyan's soul lamp.

In other words, Zeng Wuyan is dead.

"Wu Yan is so powerful, who can kill him!"

Song Zhengde's eyes widened, staring at the soul lamp and said.

"Whoever he is, he has to die!"

Song Shaofei's face was full of anger, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he roared in a low voice.

In the Yin Snake Valley, he has the best friendship with Zeng Wuyan, and since he entered the valley, it is the latter who has been taking care of him and has a deep affection.

At this moment, Zeng Wuyan was inexplicably killed in order to prepare a gift for him, which made Song Shaofei angry and full of anger.

Jingle bells!

Suddenly, a cell phone rang.

Song Shaofei flipped his palm, took out an extra mobile phone, and when he saw the caller ID on it, his expression changed, and he was extremely respectful.

"Master, what do you command?"

Song Shaofei's body bent slightly, and he shouted respectfully.

"Wu Yan is dead!"

On the phone, there was a cold and cold voice, like the cold wind of the cold winter moon, which made people cold all over the body, without any warmth.

"Master rest assured, the apprentice will definitely catch the murderer and avenge Senior Brother Wuyan. ”

Song Shaofei clenched his fists and said hatefully.

Those who dare to kill him in the Yin Snake Valley must pay a tragic price.

"In a few days, I will go to the capital, I hope you don't let me down. ”

The cold voice sounded again.

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Check, dig three feet into the ground for me to check, within three days, you must find out the murderer for me. ”

Song Shaofei's expression was gloomy and fierce, and he roared.