"Ling Xiao, wealth is in the sky, how can you change your fate. As a cheap slave, you dare to slash the rich and noble, and you will not escape your doom!"

Ning Shuang'er did not repent, and reprimanded angrily.

"Hmph, you always think that other people's status is low, don't you think that now I, a cheap slave, actually trampled you, a rich and noble child, under my feet, how does it feel?"

Ling Xiao's disdainful gaze looked down at Ning Shuang'er.

"You...!"

Ning Shuang'er was furious and spurted a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Ning Shuang'er was stubborn, Ling Xiao didn't want to say more, so as not to dream too much at night.

Suddenly, the knife bloomed, and just as Ning Shuang'er's lips trembled slightly, a knife directly slashed her throat.

"You... Lingxiao... I... Imprint, you... Ning's family... No... Leave you alone!"

Ning Shuang'er raised her hand and pressed her neck, her face was terrified, her eyes were desperate, and she stared at Ling Xiao.

"Branding?"

Ling Xiao frowned.

When I consulted the exercises in the Sword Pavilion, I remembered that I had seen the imprint and said it in detail.

Imprint, Lingyuan brand.

Only the martial artists of the Yuan Soul Realm can use it, leaving a trace of the Yuan Soul to plant a brand for people.

If a person with a brand is killed, the mark will be transferred to the murderer, and it will not be washed away at all.

According to the remnants of the soul left, the person who planted the brand will definitely be able to find the murderer.

If that's the case, you're in trouble.

Just when Ling Xiao was stunned.

A faint orange light fled quickly.

"I want to escape!"

Ling Xiao frowned and shouted violently.

Suddenly, his body moved violently, chasing towards the faint orange light.

"Ahh Ling Xiao, you wretch!"

Ning Shuang'er's ghost screamed in fear.

She never expected that Ling Xiao would not even let go of her own soul.

It seems that he really wants to kill them all!

"Slim people, offer the soul of the gods, only I devour, nourish the soul, suck!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand, as swift as an eagle's claw, and grabbed towards Ning Shuang'er's ghost.

"Ah, Ling Xiao, you can't die well, I'll wait for you on Huangquan Road!"

Just as the curse fell.

Ning Shuang'er's ghost was immediately sucked into Ling Xiao's body.

"Whew!"

Ling Xiao exhaled and closed his eyes slightly.

I felt a warm current running through my body.

In an instant, he opened his eyes slightly, and the red glow of his eyes receded.

Looking up, I looked at the moonlit sky, which was originally bright, and suddenly became gloomy, as if a storm was coming.

Looking at the five corpses on the ground, Ling Xiao's face was stunned.

Ning Shuang'er is the daughter of the city lord, and the power behind her is powerful

It is necessary to destroy the corpse, so that no clues may be left and discovered.

Ling Xiao suddenly made a move, and after taking care of everything, he quickly left.

Ning Tiancheng!

Ninh House.

The city lord Ning Tiancheng is the overlord of one side, holding heavy troops.

And he was personally canonized by the emperor of the Canglong Kingdom, with a high and powerful position, and he is a real powerful faction.

However, just when the lights of the Ning Mansion were dim.

A house slave guarding the ancestral hall stumbled out of the ancestral hall.

He roared and howled like a pig.

"Oh no, no, the second lady's life card is broken...!"

Suddenly, the voice pierced the tranquility of the Ning Mansion.

Soon, it alarmed all the people in Ning Mansion.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't Shuang'er go to the freshman trial?

Ning Tiancheng looked like he was about forty years old, with a dignified body and a dignified appearance, a pair of eyes that shot cold stars, and two curved eyebrows like a crescent moon.

Presumably when he was young, he must have been a famous beautiful man.

Of course, he can become a city lord, and naturally the city government is extremely deep, his strength is unfathomable, and he does things without leakage.

But at this time, his face was full of shock, and he was dyed with anger, and he was like thunder.

For half a lifetime, he married dozens of wives and concubines, but none of them competed to fulfill his long-cherished wish to inherit the incense.

But God worries about people, and finally has a wife and concubine, who is pregnant for ten months and gives birth to twin daughters.

The eldest daughter Ning Tianshuang!

Little girl Ning Shuang'er!

Although there is some hope in my heart, I can have a son.

But blood is thicker than water, after all, it is his own flesh and blood.

And the two daughters were very pleasing and very pampered.

and to save him from the sorrow of his heart.

Under his extreme pampering, the two women's personalities changed and became crazy, and they did things without scruples.

However, he has always been under his protection, even if the two girls really cause any trouble, he will cover them for them.

However, this time when I went to the actual combat trial, Ning Shuang'er and Mo Ji and other geniuses were together.

He also has life-saving armor on his body, and he is also guarded by a sword faction leader.

In his opinion, it should be foolproof!

However, he didn't expect that his little girl would be killed and her life card would be shattered.

"Who killed my little girl?Quickly activate the ancestral hall for me, I want to see the situation at that time, no matter who it is, I will break him into ten thousand pieces...!"

Activating the ancestral hall back to the mirror is a big deal, and the consumption is not small.

But at this time, Ning Tiancheng's face was full of anger and grief, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, so he couldn't worry so much.

Soon, the ancestral hall was urged.

Strange runes flickering with silver flames flickered on the circular surface of the mirror, and suddenly a strange power poured out, bursting a pillar of light into the void.

At this moment, the circular surface of the mirror changed, and the figures of several women flashed...

One of them is Ning Shuang'er.

"Huh, that's the Sword Sect's difficult trial area, why did Shuang'er go there?"

"Huh, what's going on?"

Ning Tianshuang's face was full of surprise and anger.

I saw that on the round surface of the mirror, a cold light flew rapidly, piercing a woman's chest...

Immediately after...

A bloody mouth on the throat of two women!

...

The stainless steel long sword in Ning Tian's hand turned into a bare hilt!

Curved mask!

"This is a pair of life-saving armor, a rag spirit steel cover!"

However, from the beginning to the end, Ning Shuang'er was killed.

On the round surface of the mirror, the person who killed Ning Shuang'er did not flash, as if there was a strange force hiding the peep of the mirror.

"What the hell is going on?

The ancestral hall is personally rewarded by the emperor of Canglong Kingdom, and it is said that it comes from the hand of the talisman who wears the sun realm.

Only people who have made outstanding contributions to the establishment of the Canglong Kingdom can have it, and they never make mistakes, but today they can't see the person who killed Ning Shuang'er?

Ning Tiancheng was furious.

"No matter who it is, if I find out, I must let him survive and not die, break his body into thousands of pieces, and destroy his whole family!"

"Ahh My daughter... Twins...!"

In the Ning Mansion, Ning Tiancheng was like a wounded wolf, howling miserably, roaring and echoing.

After a few breaths, a streamer of light rose into the sky, pointing directly at the Ruthless Sword Sect.

"My daughter can't die in vain, Ruthless Sword Sect, I need an explanation!"

In the void, there was an angry roar.

...

Late at night.

Ling Xiao left Maolin with Ouyang Ning'er and had already gone to a place a hundred miles away.

Naturally, the battle on the riverside, Ouyang Ning'er could see it clearly.

Killing Ning Shuang'er is a big deal!

If it is known, Ling Xiao will not escape the blame!

She was very worried about Ling Xiao's safety.

But for Ling Xiao's decision, she was silent and full of sorrow.

In the misty sky, it was raining lightly.

Ling Xiao looked up and raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face.

Last night, he threw five corpses into the rolling river, erasing all traces of his presence on the riverside.

The torrential rain that followed was very sure that even if he left some traces of himself, they would definitely be washed away by the rain.