Lin Yu walked all the way back.

He had no cash on him, his car was smashed, his mobile phone was hacked, and he couldn't even get on the Internet.

It's really the end of the road.

He was depressed at this time, and Chen Bo's last words still echoed in his mind.

At the beginning, Mr. Lin asked for this marriage contract and promised a dowry.

Very few people know about this matter, and even Uncle Chen doesn't know what it is.

But at that time, as soon as Mr. Lin said it, Wang Zhenhua agreed.

Suddenly, Lin Yu seemed to think of something and ran home desperately.

Most of his villa has become a pile of charcoal, and in some places there are still flames.

But Lin Yu didn't care about it, rushed in like crazy, rummaging around.

He remembered that before the old man left, he left a safe.

The safe was a long iron box, buried under the warehouse.

The old man said that he would dig this out when he happily got married in the future.

Lin Yu didn't care at the time, because the old man didn't say that it was to be used as a dowry.

But now, Lin Yu had red eyes, desperately digging the charred warehouse with his hands, and couldn't find a shovel, so he dug with his hands, and his hands were full of blood.

Zhang Hua screamed and rushed over: "Lao Lin, what are you doing?

"Fuck off!

Lin Yu slapped Zhang Hua in the face fiercely, and said viciously: "If it weren't for you, how could my Lin family have fallen to such a point?"

"You slut, you know every day that you bully Wang Yi, and drive our Lin family's life-saving benefactor out of the house, you are cold-blooded and mean, greedy for snobbery, you are really damned! If I didn't have a knife in my hand, I would like to cut off your head and apologize to Wang Shao!"

Zhang Hua was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and his face was so frightened that he was colorless.

She had never seen Lin Yu make such a big fire, that kind of look, as if she really wanted to kill herself.

Lin Yu turned his head and continued to dig with his hands, and finally, he seemed to have turned over an iron thing.

"Slut, don't come here to help me!" Lin Yu shouted viciously.

Zhang Hua hurriedly crawled over and helped Lin Yu turn the thing out together.

The iron box is rectangular and has a lock on it.

This lock is not an ordinary lock, but is forged from cold iron, and the cylinder is very complex and requires a special key to open.

"This ...... Lao Lin, have you noticed that this keyhole is very similar to the pendant around Xinran's neck?" Zhang Hua said suddenly.

Yes, the old man gave Xinran a small pendant, which was made of gold, and it turned out to be the key!

"Dad, Dad! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Son should die, he can't understand your hard work and let you lose your life in vain!"

Lin Yu suddenly had a headache and cried.

Can this not be cried?

He did something wrong, in order to keep their little one, he desperately fought with Wang Zhendong, and his life was tied to find a marriage contract for them, and he would have no worries for a lifetime.

The old man even paved the way for the future, and put this valuable thing into Xinran's hands.

Unfortunately, they don't know it.

Because of his snobbery and stupidity, he lost his life.

If Old Man Lin knew, this coffin board would not be able to be suppressed!

"Slut, come to the door with me to apologize, and plead guilty!" Lin Yu picked up the iron box and left.

The husband and wife didn't even have the money to take a taxi, so they had to run all the way.

Lin Yu was better, Zhang Hua ran a few steps and was out of breath with the bucket in his waist.

"Lao Lin, wait, wait for me! Otherwise, let's take a taxi, and when we get to school, let the little mute give money?" Zhang Hua actually wanted to take a taxi.

Lin Yu was so angry that he turned his head and wanted to rush up to teach this dead woman a lesson, but suddenly saw a black shadow behind Zhang Hua, which frightened him to stop.

"Lao Lin, what are you looking at?" As soon as Zhang Hua said this, a cold sweat broke out.

She didn't know when there was a shiny scimitar around her neck.

"Lao Lin, I'...... I was really wrong!" Zhang Hua opened his mouth, his head still in midair, but his body fell to the ground with a thud.

At the neck, blood poured out like a spring.

Lin Yu looked stupid, that person was still holding Zhang Hua's head in his hand!

He is fed up with this shrew, but Zhang Hua is his wife for so many years after all!

Saying that killing her was just angry before, but now that Zhang Huazhen was cut off, he suddenly broke down and wanted to cry.

Run, run!

Lin Yu ran away, not daring to turn back for a second.

He walked through the streets, got up when he fell, and ran all the way to school.

In the dark night, the shadow followed Lin Yu like a shadow, like a cat and mouse.

The scimitar slashed Lin Yu's back from time to time, but it was not deep, and the pain made Lin Yu scream again and again, and he ran away even more desperately.

"Who the hell are you, who the hell are you? Didn't you tell me to go to you? Why did you chase you? Don't you give me any time?"

Lin Yu shouted in despair, as long as the other party wanted, he could kill him at any time.

"The thirteenth scimitar alliance, the order of the master, execute the descendants of the Lin family with the method of three hundred and eighty-one knives of Ling Chi! This is the sixth knife. ”

The black shadow opened coldly.

Lin Yu wants to cry without tears, what the hell is the Scimitar Alliance?

How many enemies have you provoked, old man!

He wanted to hit his head to death, so as to escape the punishment of a thousand cuts.

But thinking that Lin Xinran was still alive, he had to use his strength to eat milk and run desperately.

Finally, at the twenty-third knife, he saw the outline of Jiangning University.

The shadow vanished.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and rushed to the school gate, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Wang Yi, Wang Yi!" Lin Yu cried with joy.

Life is sometimes full of adventures, isn't the one who has just entered the school in front of him his good son-in-law Wang Yi?

Wang Yi turned around and saw Lin Yu crawling over bloodied all the way, still clutching an iron box in his hand.

"Wang Yi, no, Mr. Wang, please, save the Lin family!" Lin Yu cried: "Your Aunt Zhang was killed." ”

Wang Yi was unmoved, "What are you doing with me?"

Lin Yu's face froze, yes, it was obvious that they drove Wang Yi out with their own hands, so what does the matter of the Lin family have to do with Wang Yi?

"Mr. Xiao Wang, I really regret it, if you want to be punished, kill me, Xinran is still a child, can you go and save her?"

"When you tore up the marriage contract and swept me away, did you ever think about today?"

Wang Yi shook his head, "Uncle Lin, life is a choice question, Lin Xinran is an adult, if you choose wrong, you have to admit punishment, even if you die, no one else is to blame." ”

He was determined to ignore it.

The blood oath is a covenant, and it is impossible to change it!

"I know it's a bit of a tough one. Lin Yu handed over the iron box in his hand, "This was given to me by Xinran's grandfather before leaving, it was intended as Xinran's dowry, but now I will give it to you in advance, I hope you can save us!"

Wang Yi looked at the iron box, and it was actually locked.

Lin Yu hurriedly said, "The key is in Xinran." ”

Wang Yi felt a little funny, holding a thing he didn't know what it was and wanted to save people?

Just as he was about to return the things to Lin Yu, Wang Yi's expression suddenly moved.

"It should be what the alliance leader is looking for, right?"

I saw a black shadow slowly coming out of the darkness.

This is a killer with a small scimitar in his hand, and his whole body is wrapped in a black robe, and he can't see his face clearly.

"The thirteenth of the scimitar league has seen Mr. Xiao Wang. The black-robed man bowed slightly to Wang Yi and said hello.

"Scimitar Alliance, Left Path Killer?" Wang Yi frowned.

The world is divided into Wumeng and Zuodao.

Wumeng is an orthodox martial arts sect including Buddhism, and the left path is a derivative of the left side door in the past, this school is the most complicated, the scimitar league of full-time killers, the tomb gate of the ancestral tomb of the stubborn, and the corpse chasing sect of Xiangxi psychic all belong to this category.

"Lin Yu, hand over that thing, I can make your death more happy. ”

"You know, three hundred and eighty-one swords are late, and they have just begun. "Thirteen gloomy ways.

Lin Yu's face was full of shock, and he grabbed Wang Yi like a life-saving straw, "Mr. Wang, you save your uncle, this thing is given to you!" The old man promised to give this to Xinran as a dowry, and your father agreed to the marriage contract, it must be very important to you!"

Thirteen glanced at Wang Yi, "Mr. Xiao Wang, Wang Zhendong's predecessor and my alliance leader are also old friends, since the marriage contract has been dissolved, please don't interfere anymore!"

Although it was a request, it carried a hint of threat.

Wang Yi frowned, "What is in this box that provoked your scimitar alliance to make a move?"

"Wang Zhendong is a strong cultivator, but Mr. Xiao has not stepped into the rivers and lakes, so I can't elaborate on the reason. The old man of the Lin family used to be the swordsman of my scimitar alliance, and this time he came here to clean up the rebellion of the scimitar alliance! As for this thing, it should have belonged to my scimitar alliance. ”

"Wang Yi, don't listen to him! This thing was obviously left by my father before he died. Zhenhua, he must know. Lin Yu hurriedly defended.

Wang Yi touched the iron box with his hand, and suddenly an internal force was injected into the palm of his hand, cutting directly into the gap of the iron box.

Don't cut open the tin box with a ding, and a handle-like metal object falls out of it.

Lin Yu was dumbfounded, this, but iron, Wang Yi's hand can sharpen iron?

And isn't it locked, how can it be opened so easily?

He still wanted to count on this lock to let Wang Yi go to Lin Xinran, but now that the box is opened, Wang Yi will still go to save people?

When Killer Thirteen saw this, his eyes outside the mask suddenly shot out.

But he didn't go for it.

The identity of the other party is not the kind of person who can do it at will.

"Mr. Xiao Wang, this is the ancient famous sword 'Chengying'! When the old man of the Lin family was a swordsman of the Scimitar League, he was ordered to attack and kill the tomb gate, but the Chengying Sword of the mission target disappeared in the end! A few years ago, I found out that the Chengying Sword was probably stolen by the old man Lin, but because of the relationship between the old man and Wang Zhenhua, he has been forbearing, since you have cleared the relationship, there is no reason to meddle again, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, my scimitar League wants to clean up the portal and find the lost property. Little sir, please get out of here!"

Wang Yi had already grabbed the Chengying Sword on the ground at this time, and his face showed surprise.

"Chengying Sword" is a famous sword in ancient times, and "Night Training" and "Hanguang" are called the three swords of Shang Tianzi, which have been lost after the Spring and Autumn Period.

The Shadow Sword of the Inheritance can only see a vague sword shadow at the moment when darkness alternates, dusk or dawn alternates, and usually, whether day or night, only the hilt can be seen but not the sword body.

Wang Yi was holding the Chengying Sword in his hand, and the hilt of the sword was a cylinder made of bronze, which was full of texture in his hand.

However, what is even more amazing is that as the gaze moves upward, the place that should be the sword body is transparent, and there is no shadow of the sword body at all!

Chengying!

This is a peerless treasure!

Wang Yi couldn't put it down and waved it a few times, only to feel that the air was full of sword intent.

Thirteen's eyes lit up, and he said coldly: "Little sir, this sword ......"

"You can go. ”

Wang Yi carefully pointed the sword to the ground and said without raising his head.

Thirteen's expression was slightly angry, and Wang Yi said again: "I want this sword!"