Chapter Seventy-Nine: Grief and Anger in Front of the Mourning Hall

Yin Nanshan said, his eyes swept over all the people standing in front of the hall, these people are all descendants of the Yin family, and they can be said to be the next generation of the Yin family, including Yin Xiangtian, who was broken by Baili Feng and was still sitting in a wooden wheelchair at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yin Xiangtian lowered his head, unable to see the look on his face clearly, but from his slightly rapid breathing, he could hear his grief and anger at this time.

His father was killed!

Although he died at the hands of the people of Yitian Sect, if it weren't for those people from the Baili family, he wouldn't have died!

So, he hates!

He hates those people in the Baili family!

He hates Baili Feng!

He can't wait to cut it with a thousand knives and break it into thousands of pieces!

If he could still go, he might have rushed to Baili's house by now to avenge his father.

However, the reality is that he can't move at all now.

I could only sit in a wheelchair, being pushed by others, and watching my father lying there quietly covered with a white cloth on the mourning hall, there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't do anything else but cry!

Yin Nanshan seemed to notice the somewhat decadent Yin Xiangtian, walked slowly towards him, stood in front of him, listened to his sobbing voice, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Smack!!

A very loud slap rang out.

A fiery red slap mark appeared on Yin Xiangtian's face, which looked terrifying.

"How do you face the spirit of the eldest brother in the sky like this???"

Yin Nanshan shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder, deafening.

Almost everyone in Yangzhou City knows that the Yin family has a second master Yin, who has a high level of cultivation and a hot temper, and if he is unhappy at the slightest place, he will be punished very severely.

It is precisely because of this that he has the nickname Nanshan Huo.

was slapped by Yin Nanshan, Yin Xiangtian seemed to come back to his senses, felt the hot pain on his face, and his eyes became more and more full of tears.

He raised his head and looked at his second uncle, and hissed and shouted, "Then what else can I do? What can I do??? look at me! I am a waste now! I have no cultivation, no strength, I can't even walk!! what can I do??? you tell me! Tell me!!

"This is not a reason for you to be decadent!! Yin Nanshan shouted, and another slap slapped Yin Xiangtian in the face.

"Smack!!

This time, it's louder than just now.

Yin Xiangtian only felt that half of his face didn't seem to belong to him anymore, and it seemed to have been burned clean by a raging fire.

Hurt!

It hurts hotly!

He looked at Yin Nanshan, the expression on his face became hideous, baring his teeth and grinning, angry and furious.

"Why? ???," he hissed.

"Why should I bear the sin of all this??? I have not done anything!!"

"Back then...... Back then, it was you who were jealous of Baili Feng and stole the limelight from your son, so you took action to abolish him! Obviously it was you! Obviously you plotted against him, why did I bear the guilt for you??? and killed my father!! why is this ????"

"Presumptuous !!"

"Smack!!

Yin Nanshan shouted angrily and slapped him again.

"Poof—"

After this slap, Yin Xiangtian directly spit out blood, looking a little embarrassed and unbearable.

Seeing him like this, everyone's eyes condensed slightly, the second master of the heart is not light, he actually beat people like this, didn't he just say a few words, as for such a heavy hand?

However, Yin Xiangtian didn't care at all, but sneered.

He looked at Yin Nanshan standing in front of him and sneered constantly.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... Hahahaha...... Hahahahaha......ha

"What are you laughing at?" Yin Nanshan asked with a calm face.

"I'm thinking, if my father was still alive, you wouldn't dare to beat me like this, right?" Yin Xiangtian looked directly at Yin Nanshan and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"What do you mean?" Yin Nanshan heard the mockery in Yin Xiangtian's words, and asked coldly.

"What do I mean, you should know!" Yin Xiangtian said with some anger.

"Presumptuous !!"

Yin Nanshan shouted angrily, raised his hand and slapped it again.

"Second brother!"

At this moment, Yin Xifeng's voice came.

Yin Nanshan heard the sound and looked back.

Yin Xifeng walked over, pressed Yin Nanshan's raised hand, and said, "Xiang Tian is just a little emotional because the eldest brother is dead, why do you have to worry so much about him? Besides, now in front of the eldest brother's mourning hall, even if Xiang Tian says something that should not be said, you shouldn't beat him like this! Originally, he has already been guilty today, and if you break him like this, how can you be worthy of the eldest brother's spirit in the sky?"

Hearing these words, Yin Nanshan was slightly stunned, the anger in his heart calmed down slightly, turned his head to look at Yin Xiangtian, and said, "Okay, for the sake of your third uncle's intercession for you, I will spare you for the time being, but if you dare to talk nonsense in the future, I will definitely teach you a good lesson for him in front of the spiritual position of the eldest brother!"

After speaking, Yin Nanshan shouted to a few people next to him, "Come on, you guys, take him back to the room, let him rest well, and then let him out when his mood is stable!"

"Yes. A few people next to him hurriedly agreed, pushed Yin Xiangtian's wheelchair, turned around and left.

When the figures of several people completely disappeared from sight, Yin Xifeng turned around, looked at Yin Nanshan, and asked, "Second brother, what are we going to do next?"

Yin Nanshan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head again, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Unleash all the power of the family and ...... with the Baili family Fight to the death!"

……

The center of Yangzhou City.

Inside a tall building.

Bypass the pavilions and pavilions, and walk through the corridor courtyard wall.

In a very secluded small courtyard.

A stone table, several stone benches.

A pot of good wine, a wine glass.

A middle-aged man's figure.

Calmly taking a sip of the wine in the cup, the middle-aged man couldn't help but praise, "Good wine!"

Just as he was about to take another drink, another figure of a young woman in fluttering clothes walked in from outside the courtyard gate.

"Coming back?" the middle-aged man asked, glancing at him.

The young woman's face was expressionless, she glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "Why did you drink again?"

"If you want to drink it, you can drink it. The middle-aged man said.

He took another glass of wine, then pursed his lips, looked at the young woman sitting across from him, and asked casually, "How's it going?"

"Surprising!" said the young woman.

"Oh?" the middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and then asked with some curiosity, "What's unexpected?"

"The people of the Baili family were only slightly injured, while the people of the Yin family suffered heavy losses, and Yin Donglin died on the spot. The young woman said, her tone very flat.

However, after hearing this, the middle-aged man was a little surprised, and asked, "How can this be? Even if the enemy is not as good as Bailizheng, he will not die on the spot, right?"

"It is said that it was because the people of Yitianzong happened to visit Baili Mansion that Yin Donglin was killed because he spoke disrespectfully to him!" said the young woman.

"Heavenly Sect?"

Hearing this name, the middle-aged man was obviously taken aback, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he thought.