The wooden stick in Qin Guang's hand brought up endless golden light, rolled up a breath that was strong enough to pierce the sky, and smashed straight towards the five people who were blocking him.

The sticks were surrounded by black shards, a force that even this side of the interface could not withstand.

But Qin Guang was also uncomfortable, and golden and brilliant blood flowers rose between the pores of his body.

Qin Guang was not very conspicuous in the younger generation of the Black Family, and the sect leader also recommended him to take the dexterous route, but at this time, the power of this thin body was really eye-catching, and I don't know where it came from such a blatant power.

But the power that erupted beyond the body itself was obviously a huge load on Qin Guang, beyond the strength that his body could bear, this power would naturally not be any bad when Qin Guang's angry qi was still there, but as long as the qi in his heart was discharged, his body would not be far from collapsing directly.

Today's Nangong Fan naturally didn't know it like this, he was just stunned, stunned and looked at everything that happened in front of him, which subverted his cognition for more than ten years, the little guy who happened to follow him was so terrifying?

But there was still a warm current sliding through his heart, Qin Guang was like this, it was those people who insulted him.

Qin Guang was a stick, in no particular order, and directly enveloped the five young people who had just gotten up, Qin Guang, who was wrapped in anger, didn't care too much, his heart was angry, he just wanted to tear apart everyone he could see in front of him, regardless of enemy or friend, in no particular order, only with a fierce support that shook the heavens.

The five young people who had not yet stepped out of the family greenhouse, where had they ever seen such a fierce person? Just by their momentum, two people were scared on the spot.

You must know that the biggest battle they have ever seen is that the elders of the family took them out to hunt, although the elders did not follow all the time, but their hearts were inexplicably a lot more stable, and they had achieved dazzling results. But now it seems that this is still very different from the real fight.

The boundless killing machine and the momentum that obscured the sky and the sun shrouded in this remote corner.

The five of them can be regarded as self-inflicted, they deceived Qin Guang into having the breath of his young master, and came to this remote alley to prepare for a refreshing fight, how did they know that Qin Guang, who had always been cowardly, broke out so strongly?

But in this place, it is really called the heavens and the earth.

really exerted the ability to die to the extreme.

Qin Guang's speed was extremely fast, even if Nangong Fan's spiritual power entered his body and his strength increased greatly, he could only vaguely see a golden shadow and rushed between the five people in the blink of an eye.

The stick flipped over, and then the sound of a watermelon was heard.

Nangong Fan heard it right, this is definitely the sound of slapping watermelons, but in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, three brain melons exploded instantly, and they were instantly smashed to pieces under the shadow of the golden stick, and the red and white were scattered all over the ground, with a tragic beauty of blood and violence.

There was also a person who was deceived by Qin Guang, his thin body, but with a terrifying huge force, knocked the person directly away, and twitched a few times on the cold floor, and there was no more life.

Among the five people, except for the arrogant young man who flew a little farther upside down, the others all died in an instant.

The arrogant young man dodged the unstoppable blow that smashed into his head, but he was also smashed away by an incomparable force, and a blood hole the size of a bowl was instantly pierced through his right shoulder, and bright blood flowed out.

The power of a stick swept five people, and only one person was severely disabled.

The arrogant young man got up in embarrassment, passed through Nangong Fan's side, ignoring the person in front of him, his pupils were full of boundless fear, his footsteps did not stop, and he ran quickly into the distance, and a hissing roar came from his mouth, "Monsters! There are monsters here! Help me! Someone save me!"

Qin Guang stood in the depths of the alley holding a wooden stick, glanced at the red and white things on the ground, the fierceness in his eyes was even worse, the gaze of human nature had long disappeared, but from Nangong Fan's gaze, his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Qin Guang didn't even look at the four people who were flying flesh and blood and slowly falling to the ground, their legs were bent, they jumped up, jumped over the height of the wooden house, held the wooden stick with both hands, and smashed down on Nangong Fan who was standing at the mouth of the alley.

Nangong Fan looked at the mess on the ground, and felt a burst of nausea and depression. But this stick was as if the sky was going to crush him, and his hands were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he was powerless to lift them.

The thin aura in Nangong Fan's body poured into his mouth, and he shouted, and in the uninhabited wooden house next to him, there was a click and click sound of broken glass, and under the stimulation of the aura, Nangong Fan broke free from the discomfort of his body slightly, and rolled with a bear, and there was a clanging sound in his ears, and the sound of the wooden stick colliding with the bluestone on the ground. I could even feel the ground tremble twice.

Nangong Fan was lying on his side on the floor, and he could clearly see a broken bluestone in front of him, and the wooden stick inlaid in it that had long been deformed.

Qin Guang let go of his hands that were holding the wooden stick, and the handshake had already twisted into a twisted shape. The furry hands clenched into fists and smashed straight towards Nangong Fan.

"Little photons. Nangong Fan's hoarse voice sounded.

The voice fell, and the furry fist suddenly stopped in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, and even the sweaty face could feel the touch of the golden fine soft hair, itchy, with a hint of numbness.

The ferocious intent in Qin Guang's eyes collapsed in Nangong Fan's voice, and the golden pupils kept beating at Nangong Fan, as if he was a little hesitant and a little struggling, he violently withdrew his hands and hugged his small head, and let out a painful roar, not like a human voice, like the roar of a beast when it was in pain.

"Little Master...... Obviously not......" Qin Guang's hoarse voice echoed in Nangong Fan's ears.

The golden hair on Qin Guang's body slowly disappeared, turning into normal human skin, his fiery eyes also turned into black pupils, his head was full of sweat, he plopped, fell to the ground, his thin body curled up, his closed eyes twitched slightly, and his emaciated face revealed pain.

Qin Guang exerted his might, but after all, it was not his own strength, and he still fainted.

Nangong Fan crawled to Qin Guang's side, smoothed his body, sat on the ground with him in his arms, put his head on his lap, and caressed his hideous face with both hands.

Like two hard-working people who rely on each other for warmth in the ice.

It's warm.

In the first three of the paintings, there are three headless corpses, one divided into two halves, white and red scattered all over the ground.

At the back of the painting, a small river of blood that has not yet dried up flows into the distance.

I still understand the noise of the crowd from afar, what "kill demons and eliminate demons." "Demon Destroyer. ”

Nangong Fan only felt his head dizzy for a while, and he also lowered his head and leaned on Qin Guang's head, and then fainted.

Nangong Fan and Qin Guang's heads were close together, as if this was the only warmth in the world.

A figure in a white robe stared at the two of them in the shadow on the wooden roof, silently pondering, "I didn't expect that the child who was once kind-hearted also has a great background. Sharp-eyed ...... The monkey seems to have recorded ...... "Records of Strange Beasts", the heavenly god beast, the fighting holy monkey? ”

Hei Yuqing raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes revealing war intent and unwillingness. By the time the crowd came to the alley, his figure had already disappeared from the eaves, leaving no trace.

......

"I want water...... Hungry ......" Nangong Fan slowly opened his eyes, and could only see candlelight and the empty ceiling. The voice is hoarse and weak.

"My little ancestor, you have finally woken up. A crisp female voice sounded beside the bed. Then there were footsteps in the distance, and the sound of the door opening, and in less than half a moment, the footsteps came from far and near to the bedside.

Nangong Fan rolled his eyes, and could only see a white arm, helping him up.

Black Feather sat on the edge of the bed, holding a steaming bowl in one hand and stirring with a spoon in the other, her red lips pursed slightly, and she breathed into the bowl.

Scoop out a spoonful of meat porridge, put it to your lips and blow a few times, then put the spoon on Nangong Fan's dry mouth, and feed it slowly, "Is it still hot?"

Nangong Fan's heart throbbed, and he slowly shook his head, his eyes softly looking at the busy black feather dress. Obviously, she didn't take care of anyone.

A bowl of porridge entered the abdomen, and black feather's eyes flashed with pleasure, "Do you still drink porridge?"

"No, auntie. Nangong Fan looked at the bowl and spoon, and his voice was much smoother. He took the handkerchief from the hand of the woman in the black dress who gave him a gentle rubbing of the mouth, and the handkerchief still had a faint fragrance, which was obviously a woman's daily use. "Qin Guang, what's wrong with him?"

"It is strictly guarded in the northeastern wooden house. There was a trace of solemnity in Hei Yusheng's eyes, "Hei Yulong, Hei Jiao's father and son are determined to kill people, and you are also the one who kills people, and things are a bit troublesome." But it's just a nuisance. Qin Guang is not easy to save, and the Law Enforcement Hall will intervene tomorrow. By the way, the law enforcement hall wants to punish you, which is offset by the black dragon species you brought back, and there is even a reward for you. ”

"Tomorrow the law enforcement hall. It seems that there is only room for manoeuvre tonight. Nangong Fan's eyes were solemn, his best partner, how could he not care? He was arrogant and didn't need to think about the consequences at all, as for the reward of the Law Enforcement Hall, he directly ignored it, what reward could the Law Enforcement Hall have for him, a kid who couldn't cultivate? Some gold and silver money were not such eye-worthy goods in the eyes of cultivators.

"Ozawako, what did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, auntie, go to sleep, you have to go back to the barracks tomorrow." Nangong Fan showed a bright smile.

"Well, you rest early, too. ”

Hei Yushang shook his head, and disappeared in front of Nangong Fan's eyes with his graceful body.

The Black Family's Mansion is inhabited by no less than 300 households, and there are dozens of young men and women in ordinary training alone.

There are no rules, there is no circle, killing people in the mansion, not to mention Qin Guang, even the descendants have to lose their identity and break half their lives. And the four of them, except for their descendants, are almost bound to die, and their lives will be exchanged for their lives.

It's just the right to enforce the law, and only the law enforcement hall has it. Qin Guang was not sent to the Law Enforcement Hall as soon as possible, it was Hei Yulong's unwillingness and Hei Jiao's anger.

The arrogant young man who was pierced through his shoulder was naturally Heijiao. With such an injury, Heijiao's right arm was equivalent to being wasted. How could a generation of talented young people not be angry? How could Hei Yulong, who longed to rely on the black Jiao to turn over, be willing?

As long as the only descendant of Hei Ze is nailed to death, so that Hei Ze is stripped of his descendant identity, resulting in the formation of a situation where the Hei family has no queen, it is natural to choose a new heir, with Hei Jiao's talent is the best choice, relying on the resources of the Hei family, it is not a luxury to be reborn with a broken arm, not to mention that it is just a small shoulder hole, and the right arm affected by this cannot exert force?

Nangong Fan didn't understand this, his mind only echoed Qin Guang's last words before he went crazy, and there was a warm current in his heart, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Insult me, insult the young master, die!"