Yanjing.

Central Hospital, Inpatient Department, Building 8, Ward 1108.

This ward is not a general ward, but an intensive care unit.

Abbreviated as ICU.

The people who are admitted to this ward are basically relying on medical equipment to survive.

Once the power is lost in the ward, the patient will quickly return to the west.

And Wan Yaohui, the old man of the Wanjia family, was lying on the only hospital bed in this ward at this time.

Six nurses, in turn, are provided with 24-hour personal care.

As for the others, if they want to see Old Man Wan, they can only stand outside the door and watch through the glass.

After Wan Chengyu received the news that his father was critically ill, he did his best to finish the work at hand as quickly as possible, and then left the Yanjing Military Region and rushed to the Yanjing Central Hospital.

When Wan Chengyu rushed to the door of ward 1108, he saw his younger brother Wan Chengxu kneeling at the door of the ward, holding his head with his arms in his arms, crying bitterly.

He grabbed Wan Chengxu's shoulders with both hands and pulled him up.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry

Wan Chengyu exclaimed in annoyance, "You tell me clearly, what the hell is going on?"

Wan Chengxu didn't dare to hide it, so he told his eldest brother what had happened.

Wan Chengyu gritted his teeth and said, "The hateful Shen family!"

When the voice fell, he asked sharply, "What about your sister-in-law and Jieyun?"

Wan Chengxu replied: "Return... I went back to Shen's house. ”

"Bastard!"

Wan Chengyu shouted angrily, "Call immediately and let them come to the hospital! Otherwise, you will never set foot in the door of Wanjia again!"

"Well... Okay big brother, I'll fight now. After Wan Chengxu finished speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed the phone, and conveyed what his eldest brother said to Shen Yuetong and Shen Jieyun.

After hanging up the call, Wan Chengxu looked at his eldest brother Wan Chengyu and said, "Big brother, the reason why Dad was angry like this, although the Shen family is also responsible, but the culprit is in Xinzhong City!"

"Dad is already like this, what's the use of talking about this now?" Wan Chengyu asked rhetorically with a gloomy face.

Wan Chengxu said viciously: "Of course it works! If it weren't for the nosy nature of the Long family, how could Wu Gan's kid and the girl of the Tong family survive now! Dad wouldn't be angry like this! Therefore, everyone in the Long family would have to die!"

Hearing this, Wan Chengyu was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "What are you going to do?"

Wan Chengxu's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered: "It's not that I'm going to do it, but I've already done it!"

Wan Chengyu didn't ask for details, but asked rhetorically: "This time, are you sure there won't be any more mistakes?"

Wan Chengxu nodded heavily, and said confidently: "Big brother, don't worry, this time, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes to the rescue, everyone in the Long family doesn't want to live!"

******

On the border between China and the Red Sun Empire, there is a towering independent mountain.

This mountain is called Bufei Mountain.

Take the meaning of "it is difficult to fly with wings".

The ice and snow on this mountain have not melted for thousands of years.

There is a sect on the top of the mountain.

It's called "Seven Swords Sect".

In the snow, seven men in thin white robes sat or lay down, or stood upright with their legs upright, or stood upside down with one hand, their eyes slightly closed, motionless, like ice sculptures.

In the same way, there was a long sword floating beside them, in the void.

The sword is sharp and can sharpen iron like clay.

Seven men, all with sword eyebrows and sideburns, have extraordinary temperament.

A gust of wind, suddenly blowing.

Raise the snow and ice in the sky.

But the robes of the seven people were obviously extremely thin, but they did not move at all, as if they were made of molten iron.

Goo-goo-goo...

A white dove, out of thin air, came against the wind.

It hovered over the heads of the seven for a while, and then slowly landed on the shoulders of the man with his legs erect.

The man snapped open his eyes at something.

It was a pair of eyes full of deathly loneliness.

Through endless desolation.

He raised his hand, grabbed the white dove on his shoulder, and took down a note.

After just one glance, his brow furrowed tightly.

Then, he sighed and said, "Six senior brothers, before Jian Qi entered the sect, he owed a favor, and now, Jian Qi is going to repay this favor. ”

"How to pay it back?" asked the man who was standing upside down beside Jian Qi.

Jian Qi replied: "Kill." ”

"Kill whom?" the man asked again.

Jian Qi's voice was bubbling with a heavy chill, and said, "Huaxia, Xinzhong City, the Long family is full of doors." ”

When the sound fell, he turned around neatly and walked through the snow.

The flying sword followed him like a servant who never left him.

When he reached the edge of the mountain, he jumped without hesitation.

The flying sword immediately rushed forward and landed at his feet.

So, he stepped on the flying sword and shot into the clouds, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

******

Huaxia, Xinzhong City.

Earl Hotel, Room 404, 4th Floor.

Duan Yibo, the young sect leader of the Henan Southern Branch of the Refining Puppet Sect, sat on the edge of the bed with a look of enjoyment.

And there was a maiden kneeling at his feet, serving him.

Not far from the bed, a chair sits along.

On the chair sat a middle-aged man with a dark face.

This big man is Duan Yibo's father, Duan Yiwei, the sect leader of the Henan Branch of the Refining Puppet Sect.

Duan Qiwei urged impatiently: "Okay, Yibo, let's go to business with my father first." ”

Duan Yibo squinted his eyes and snorted, "Dad, what's the hurry, others may not be as early as us." ”

"What do you say I'm in a hurry? It's not to avenge your broken arm!" Duan Yiwei gritted his teeth and said.

When Duan Yibo heard this, the look of enjoyment on his face was swept away.

He slapped the girl who was kneeling at his feet in the face and then stood up and said resentfully, "Let's go, Dad, go to Long's house!"

The girl fell to the ground and slowly raised her head.

His hair was messy, his cheeks were red and swollen, and he was bleeding from his mouth, but his eyes were dead and silent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, like a puppet without a soul.

If Wu Qian was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this girl was none other than Leng Chunxiao, who had an extremely yin body!

The same is true at the Earl Hotel.

On the 6th floor, in room 612, four women are standing.

They are all from Baiyan Valley.

They are three of the seven protectors, Concubine Yun, Lin Jiao, Yu Kerou, and the four elders Li Manzhu.

Li Manzhu is a half-old, more than half a hundred years old, but she still has charm, fair complexion, and no wrinkles on her face.

At this moment, there was coldness floating in her eyes, and she asked, "Concubine Yun, Lin Jiao, Elder Chai and her granddaughter disappeared in Xinzhong City, at that time, the two of you were also in Xinzhong City, haven't you really seen their grandchildren?"

Lin Jiao opened her mouth and was about to speak, but she heard Concubine Yun smile first: "Elder Li, how many times do you want to listen to me before you are willing to believe it? Yes, that's right, Elder Chai and her granddaughter disappeared in Xinzhong City, at that time, Jiaojiao and I were indeed in Xinzhong City, but we really haven't met Elder Chai, so we really don't know why she disappeared." ”

Li Manzhu was still skeptical, squinted at Lin Jiao, and asked, "Is that so?"

Lin Jiao glanced at Concubine Yun quickly and nodded.

At this time, Yu Kerou said softly: "Elder Li, it's dark, and there are still two hours left before the agreed time, shouldn't we also set off to the Long Family Villa?"

Li Manzhu glanced at Concubine Yun and Lin Jiao thoughtfully before nodding and saying, "Okay, let's go." After this matter is resolved, I will personally investigate Elder Chai's whereabouts. ”

As the sound fell, she took a self-conscious step and walked towards the door.

Meanwhile.

From the four directions of east, west, north and south, on the four main roads leading to the Longjia Villa on the outskirts of Xinzhong City, there are a group of men wearing traffic police uniforms, guarding the way.

They are not really traffic police, but dead soldiers raised by Yanjing families.

There are four leaders, named Wan Baichuan, Wan Qi, Wan Guorun, and Wan Ji.

The four of them are all orphans who have been adopted by the Wan family since childhood, and they are not the real Wan family.

Their role is to block all external forces, leaving the Long family isolated and helpless, and completely reduced to a turtle in an urn!

The night is dark.

Outside the Long family villa, thousands of meters away, a pair of men and women in strange costumes stood side by side.

The man is in his forties, named Dula Ubatu, and is the deputy suzerain of the Xiangchuan main sect, one of the twelve branches of Miao Xinjiang.

The woman was thirty years old, named Transando, and she was the personal maid of Duraubatu.

Behind the two of them, there were more than a dozen men who were also dressed in fancy clothes.

Transandor said angrily: "The two guys Miao Ren Fu and Wu Kejie are really becoming more and more bold and reckless, and they don't even take your words seriously. ”

Dura Ubatu said expressionlessly: "Let's wait for another half hour." If they still don't show up, then don't blame me for being rude to them!"

Hearing this, Transando nodded in relief.

And in a much closer place.

The top floor of the Longjia Villa.

Above the roof.

Three black shadows, leaning over, had already lurked silently in the night.

Like a three-headed bloodthirsty night demon, waiting for an opportunity to move...

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