Qin Dongyang shuttled in the courtyard, and in the backyard of the entire Qin Mansion, the corpses were all sideways, and the masters in the mansion had been killed and injured. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at the shocking corpse, a tear slipped from the corner of Qin Dongyang's eyes, among which were his good brothers for many years, and there were loyal sons and daughters who had followed the Qin family for many years, but now they were murdered. From their shocked eyes, which had not yet closed, Qin Dongyang could see that they were all dying at the hands of the most trusted and familiar people.

"Don't forget, I won't let you go. Qin Dongyang's eyes were terrifyingly cold, and he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth fiercely, and his figure borrowed strength from all over the courtyard and rushed towards the front yard, not letting his heart be poisoned by them.

In the hall, Ling Mengran and the others were calming Qin Xin, who was a little depressed. Ling Zifeng just sat there silently, although Qin Xin repeatedly promised that he would definitely get the Blood God Sword and hand it over to him. However, he also questioned himself a little, relying on external objects to enhance his strength, is the original intention of doing so really right?

Ling Zifeng frowned suddenly, with his strength, he could hear the movements within tens of meters around him clearly, and in this range, both his sense of smell and hearing would become extremely sharp. At this time, he was hearing a sound of breaking the air coming from afar, the breath was extremely unstable, and behind it, there seemed to be countless breaths, following closely.

"It's not good, something happened," Ling Zifeng suddenly stood up, looking at the door with vigilance, Ling Mengran asked suspiciously: Zifeng, what's wrong?

A vigorous big hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the door, and a figure staggered out from the side, it was Qin Dongyang, who was seriously injured, I saw that his face was pale, his forehead was soaked with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the corners of his mouth were flowing with thin blood.

"Dad, why are you so seriously injured, weren't you okay before? Xiaolan, go and ask Lang Zhong, hurry. Qin Xin screamed and hurriedly ran over to support him.

"Dad is fine, Xin'er, listen to Dad, don't trust anyone in the house, especially Qin Don't forget, remember. Qin Dongyang waved his hand, sat on the chair and gasped, the poison he received was extremely domineering, no matter how he exercised, he couldn't resist the poisonous gas.

Don't forget grandpa, father, why? Qin Xin doesn't understand the meaning of Qin Dongyang's words, Qin Don't forget is the righteous son of the ancestor of the Qin family, and Qin is not two, Qin Immortal is an old brother for decades, deep feelings, since Qin Fuji became a monk, Qin Immortal died, Qin Don't forget has always been the old housekeeper in the Qin Mansion, for the Qin family saddle before and after decades, high morality, hard work.

Except for Ling Zifeng, everyone else here is no stranger to this name, although Qin Buyi is just a righteous son, and he is not as famous as Qin Fuji, but there are definitely few people in the entire rivers and lakes who don't know him.

"Don't call him grandpa, he doesn't have that qualification, all these years, we are all blind, all dead, all dead, this traitor, has been lurking in my Qin Mansion for decades, just waiting for this day. Qin Dongyang smiled fiercely, whoever suffers such a blow is probably no better than him.

"Dad, you said that all the people in the house died? did you not forget grandpa?" Qin Xin asked tremblingly, her heart was like five thunderbolts, and she almost couldn't stand, but fortunately, Ling Mengran supported her.

Qin Dongyang closed his eyes painfully and nodded, who would have thought that the Qin family had raised a white-eyed wolf for decades.

Boy, can the old man trust you? Qin Dongyang's eyes were fierce, and he looked at Ling Zifeng and said loudly.

Ling Zifeng just looked at him lightly: Does the Qin family master have a choice now?

"Yes, this is what you want, take it and get out of here with them. Qin Dongyang suddenly laughed, and threw the Blood God Sword that he had been holding tightly in his arms to Ling Zifeng.

Ling Zifeng took the Blood God Sword, turned his head to look outside the door and said, "I'm afraid that if we want to leave, we won't be able to leave!"

"Hahaha!"

"Yes, none of you can go without the old man's nod!" A skinny, silver-haired old man walked in laughing, and a group of black-clad masked men surrounded the door of the hall behind him.

"Qin don't forget, who are you?" Qin Dongyang stared at him fiercely, hating to peel off his skin and cramp to relieve his hatred.

Qin did not forget to be full of rampantness, and said in a gloomy tone: "Qin Dongyang, you can live for so long after being hit by the old man's Seven Absolute Soul Smoke, you are the first, if you want to know who the old man is, you go underground and ask Lord Yama." ”

"Okay, okay, old horseman, I'm going to die, and I'm going to pull you on my back today," Qin Dongyang struggled to stand up, but as soon as he used the poisonous gas, he was a little deeper, and he fell on the chair again when he stood unsteadily.

Qin didn't forget to find a chair and sit down at random, and said with a smile: "If you want to die with the old man, you are still too far away, boy, give the Blood God Sword to the old man, and the old man will spare your life." ”

Ling Zifeng glanced at him with an indifferent expression: If you want the Blood God Sword and are not afraid of death, you can just come up and get it, if you want your subordinates to die, you can also try.

"The kid is not very old, and his tone is not small, the old man knows you, your name is Ling Zifeng, right, even Bi Xiaosheng's old ghost is very jealous of you, but the old man told you that the old ghost is just a small role in the eyes of the old man, and you have to be anxious to regret it now." Qin didn't forget to say coldly.

A trace of cunning flashed at the corner of Ling Zifeng's mouth: If you can answer me a few questions, I will give you the Blood God Sword, how about it?

Qin didn't forget to hear it, laughed and said: Interesting, what do you want to ask, just ask.

"Seven Broken Soul Smoke, who else will use it besides you?What is the name of the force behind you?Where does it come from?" Ling Zifeng asked three questions in a row, holding the Blood God Sword, watching how Qin did not forget how to respond.

Interesting, boy, I have to say that you are very smart, but people who are too smart often don't live long. Qin didn't forget to look at Ling Zifeng, there was also some surprise in his eyes, the other party's three questions were all asked on the point, anyway, he had already won the battle, and it was nothing to tell him a secret.

"Seven Absolute Soul Smoke, in addition to the old man, there will naturally be people who will use it, the old man is the Immortal Heavenly Palace Protector Yin Mugu, where is the Immortal Heavenly Palace, you don't know, kid, now you are giving the old man the Blood Divine Sword, or the old man himself will come to get it, you better think clearly before answering me!" Qin did not forget, no, it was Yin Mugu who laughed and said, he likes to watch people die in fear that only half of them are known, which will make him feel extremely excited.

"Since that's the case, then you should die!" didn't get the answer he wanted, Ling Zifeng didn't say much, holding the scabbard in his hand, and slowly pulled out the Blood Divine Sword.

Yin Mugu trembled, pretending to be nothing and said: Boy, the old man told you that if you can't control it, you will be counterattacked, reduced to a sword slave, and life is better than death.

"I know more than you know, go die!" Ling Zifeng said coldly, the Blood God Sword was unsheathed, the blade was terrifying, and a faint blood-red aura lingered around it.