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In the mountains and forests, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere, fallen leaves and broken branches everywhere, and the fresh air is mixed with the smell of blood, which makes Cuiping Mountain in the early morning a little less peaceful and a little more cruel.

Dozens of black-clothed people fell half, and Qiao Zhenshan was also scarred at this time, even if he could fight, it was the end of the crossbow.

He hated it so much, hated that he had fallen for the tricks of the old thief.

Seeing that Yin Tianlei was ready to attack, it seemed that he was brewing the final blow.

Qiao Zhenshan smiled resolutely, his eyes were sad, and a thousand feelings of pride suddenly rose in his heart, even if he couldn't fight Yin Tianlei, he wouldn't let him have a good time.

"Old Joe, let's have a meeting, there is something I have to tell you."

"If you have something to say, you can talk about it, and if you have a fart, let it go!" Blood kept flowing out of the wound, because of excessive blood loss, Qiao Zhenshan's face was a little pale, and the mountain wind blew, which made his body sway slightly.

All of this fell in Yin Tianlei's eyes.

In addition to the ecstasy in his heart, he spoke: "I just got the news that the Qiao family has been wiped out at this time. “

"Y-what did you say?" Qiao Zhenshan was like being struck by lightning, his body shook violently in front and back twice, and with a sweet throat, a bloody arrow spurted out, staining the jungle in front of him and soaking the placket on his chest.

"Just as you walk on the front foot, our men move on the back foot. Qiao's family is over, it's over, you know? Oh, I forgot to tell you that there is a senior who has taken a fancy to your precious granddaughter and is ready to use her as a furnace-" Yin Tianlei can not be said to be evil, when Qiao Zhenshan was exhausted, his mouth was still chattering and stimulating him. Even if he died, he would let Qiao Zhenshan die without turning a blind eye.

"Poof-" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Qiao Zhenshan's face was like earth, and his heart was like ashes.

Yin Tianlei's words, of course he believed.

With his understanding of Yin Tianlei, this is in line with his style.

He was so remorseful, he knew that this was the case, even if he personally held Mo Yan, he would send her to Feng Yu's side, face, damn face.

Qiao Zhenshan wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but he was already willing and powerless.

Originally, he had reached the point of exhaustion, but now Yin Tianlei's words were like the last straw, completely crushing him.

Seeing Yin Tianlei stabbing at him with a fierce smile, he didn't have the ability to dodge, "flutter-" sound, the long sword pierced his chest, quickly burning his already few vitality.

"Old thief, you must not die well." After leaving a cursed word, the unwilling Qiao Zhenshan fell straight down.

"Wahahahaha-" Seeing the nail in his eye, the thorn in his flesh and dying in front of him, Yin Tianlei raised his head and laughed wildly.

On this day, he has waited for a long time, only a few implementations, but it has always been a failure, and now he has finally completed the first step, the Qiao family is finished, and the remaining three are relatively much easier to deal with, once he destroys the remaining three, these countless industries, resources, and territory will be his Yin Tianlei, his Yin family, life is like this, fast and fast.

"Cut off his head and bring it back."

"Yes!" A man in black answered, his hand raised and fell, and at the same time as blood splattered, a head was already in his hand.

"Where is this?" When Qiao Moyan woke up, he found that it was dark in front of him. Born in an ancient martial arts family like the Qiao family, although he has not practiced martial arts, his courage is not comparable to that of ordinary women.

In an unknown and harsh environment, Qiao Moyan did not shout, but quickly settled down.

In my memory, as soon as my grandfather left, someone broke in, it was a person blocking and killing, and the Buddha was blocking and killing the Buddha, remembering that many relatives died in front of him, tears flowed down Qiao Moyan's cheeks.

Bei Yan bit his red lips tightly, even if there was a trace of blood overflowing, Qiao Moyan still didn't notice it.

She hated so much, hated herself for not being able to protect her family.

She hated it so much, she knew that this was the case, she should have followed the wind feather, at least so that she could enter the door of martial arts cultivation, and she would not be helpless when the Qiao family needed to stand up for herself the most.

Tears flowed silently all night.

However, Qiao Moyan understood a truth.

The reality is cruel, and the truth of the law of the jungle will not change, no matter what era it is.

Sadness can't take revenge, only when you are strong can you slash the enemy, and you can make the relatives and family members under Jiuquan blind.

Suddenly, that strange and familiar figure appeared in her mind, will he come again this time? If he saves her again this time, she will definitely marry him and be his woman.

Qiao Moyan gritted his teeth, and his heart instantly became firm.

Although she understands that this possibility is very small, as long as there is half a possibility, she will not give up, give herself a hope, and have the courage to live.

Only by living can you take revenge.

"Crunch-" With a sound, the door opened, and a strong light shot in, instantly illuminating most of the space, and it was only then that Qiao Moyan knew that she was locked in a small dark room.

An old man with a black cloak hidden from his entire body walked in, followed by two men who were also wearing black cloaks.

"Master, she is Qiao Moyan." The man standing on the left side of the old man whispered softly, he was none other than Yin Wushuang, the son of the Hades King.

When he saw Qiao Moyan for the first time, he was shocked.

It's a pity that the bad old man in front of him took a fancy to him, and a flower was inserted into cow dung.

"Tsk--yes, the little looks pretty handsome." The old man in the black cloak laughed gloomily twice, and his hoarse voice like a broken gong made people feel like goosebumps were bursting.

The empty eyes burst out with two greedy gazes, and it seemed that he took a step inadvertently, but his figure appeared next to Qiao Moyan who was a few meters away.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, let me see!" As soon as he got closer, a foul smell came to his nose, and it was so smoky that Qiao Moyan almost closed his breath.

She instinctively resisted, but was tightly grasped by a big hand like a chicken claw.

No matter how she broke free, it was to no avail.

"Ahh

"Little girl, bear with me, and you'll be fine right away." The technique of the old man in the black cloak was much worse than Feng Yu, and when he probed Qiao Moyan's physique, he was obviously simple and rude, and he didn't care about Qiao Moyan's feelings at all.

After a few minutes, he threw his head up and laughed, his voice sharp and hoarse, like a eunuch in an ancient palace, which made people listen to it disgustingly.

"Sure enough, it's a baby!"