After the Famous Sword Meeting, Yueyang City, which was crowded in the south of the Yangtze River, once again returned to the tranquility that originally belonged to it, and the sensational Famous Sword Meeting, how many men in the rivers and lakes have been looking forward to it for ten years, but only achieved the good story of Ling Zifeng alone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even if it is such as the cold dream glass of the Nine Secluded Palace, or the Ren Duxing of the Wind and Rain Building, and other famous Tianjiao in the rivers and lakes, it has only become a stepping stone on Ling Zifeng's way forward. The funny thing is that if they knew that Ling Zifeng didn't come here for fame, they didn't know if they would be so angry that they would vomit three or five liters of blood.

In the Qin Mansion, Ling Zifeng and the others sat in the living room chatting without a word, he was quiet by nature, and he was cold and arrogant, he just put me in a teacup and looked at the elegant decoration of the living room from time to time.

In the backyard of Qinfu, Qin Dongyang let his daughter pull him here and sit down, and asked suspiciously: Xin'er, didn't you go to the kid surnamed Ling to take you to the Valley of Sadness? Why did you come back again?

"That's right, my daughter came back this time to ask your father for something?" Qin Xin shrank and said, no matter whether the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true or not, if there is really a blood sword, it is also an ancestral thing, how can her father give it away at will, she has no bottom in her heart.

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It doesn't hurt to say what my heart wants, as long as my pianist has it, my father will never say anything. Qin Dongyang said with a smile, he thought that his daughter would come back with something big, but he didn't expect it to be just such a trivial matter, it is estimated that the silver on his body is not enough, after all, looking for the Valley of Sadness is not a matter of one or two days, as the saying goes, it is easy to do things with money.

"My daughter is here for the Blood God Sword. Qin Xin said slowly.

Qin Dongyang's smile froze on his face when he heard this, and only after half a sound did he smile lightly and said: Xin'er listened to those rumors again, and if you want this thing, your father really can't take it out.

As the saying goes, knowing a father is better than a son, Qin Xin looked at his father's expression and understood most of it, this rumor is really not groundless, the Qin family really has a blood sword.

"Whether Daddy can take it or not, the daughter doesn't dare to speculate, but this is Ling Zifeng's condition, doesn't the father want the mother to come back?" Qin Xin said Ling Zifeng's condition, hoping to increase the bargaining chip to persuade the father.

"Hmph, I think it's that kid's clever words, intending to be the Blood God Sword, I don't know what the Valley of Sadness is, maybe there is no Valley of Sadness in this world at all, everything is just rumors, after all, no one has ever found it in the entire rivers and lakes for tens or hundreds of years. Qin Dongyang snorted angrily, this kid actually started the idea of my Qin family, his appetite is not ordinary, you are not afraid to kill you.

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Qin Xin's face turned pale and said sadly: Does Daddy doubt his daughter, or can't he believe Grandpa Bi's vision?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Dad can't trust that kid, after all, the people of the rivers and lakes are cunning, who knows what that kid is up to?" was pierced by his daughter, Qin Dongyang looked embarrassed, and his old face was a little unbearable.

Qin Xin shook his head, turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, and said as he walked: Sure enough, in Daddy's heart, fame and fortune are more important, and mothers and daughters are just dispensable things for Daddy......

You, Xin'er,

Qin Dongyang's face changed, he looked at his daughter's back and shouted, seeing that Qin Xin didn't pay attention to him, he had to sit on the stone bench with a bitter face. Alas, this is the ancestral inheritance of my Qin family, listening to the ancestors of the Qin family once left ancestral teachings, this sword must not be in the present world, how can my father give it away at will.

Qin Dongyang sat there, frowning, sighing constantly, and stood up after about half a sound, feeling ruthless in his heart: That's it, for Yuyan, for the sake of Xin'er, why don't I Qin Dongyang be a descendant once, it is a big deal to be scolded by the ancestors and ancestors in the future, it is better than letting my daughter regret it for life.

Walking alone to a rockery deep in the backyard of the qinist, he rotated his palm in an inconspicuous place on the rock, and pressed it again.

Rumble!

A gap about two people wide slowly cracked on the rockery, Qin Dongyang looked around for a while, and then walked in, and the gap slowly closed again.

It's just that behind a pillar not far away, a black figure flashed by, without alarming anyone, quietly lurking on the side of the rockery, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, staring at the place where Qin Dongyang entered, like a hunter, patiently waiting for the hunter to fall into his own trap.

After a while, Qin Dongyang came out with a simple long sword, the hilt was engraved with strange patterns, inlaid with jasper and gold silk sword spikes, and the simple scabbard seemed to be unable to hide the strong bloody killing aura on the sword.

Qin Dongyang cautiously looked around, closed the entrance of the rockery forbidden room, and then walked to the front yard, when suddenly a sound of breaking the air came,

"It's not good, someone," Qin Dongyang said secretly in his heart, his long sleeves flew, and his internal strength was instantly raised to protect the vital points of his body, and with a wave of his big hand, a wave of masculine power rushed towards the flying hidden weapon.

Click,

There was a cracking sound of glass colliding, and Qin Dongyang turned his eyes to see a light cyan smoke coming to his face.

"Poisonous! bastard. Qin Dongyang scolded secretly and quickly held his breath, but he was still not in a hurry, he had already inhaled a trace of poisonous gas, and immediately felt a little dizzy and angry. I was even more shocked in my heart, the other party was bold and careful, well-designed, so calculating, and the depth of scheming was visible.

A figure quickly rushed out and struck Qin Dongyang on the back with a palm, shaking Qin Dongyang to pieces, his breath was disordered, and a mouthful of blood spit on the ground.

However, Qin Dongyang is always Qin Dongyang, although he was poisoned, as the head of a famous sword family that shocked the rivers and lakes, he was by no means blown out, and he was forced to transport the scattered internal energy in his body, and he didn't look at it, and stabbed his backhand with a sword sheath behind him.

At the moment when the other party split the scabbard with his palm, he instantly volleyed in the air with this dark energy, rotated, and grabbed the opponent's door with five fingers into claws, and the figure shot backwards. All this happened in the light of light, in one go, without the slightest drag, his goal was only to tear off the opponent's face cloth, whether he succeeded or not, he had to retreat with one blow, the means of sophistication, the calculation of the enemy, and the same not weaker than others.

"It's you, don't forget your uncle, old housekeeper Qin, you hide it really deeply, it really surprises Dongyang!" Qin Dongyang saw the opponent's face clearly at the moment of retreat, laughed miserably in his heart, and flew up to the roof with light skills and rushed towards the front yard.

"Since you have seen through my identity, there is no need to exist!" the old man in black said lightly, and then whistled, and countless black-clothed figures rushed out from all over the Qin Mansion.

The man in black gave a cold order, and the people and horses around him dispersed in an instant, and the entire Qin Mansion fell into an eerie tranquility.