Rumble!!

In the backyard of the Ye family, the door of a stone house exploded, and a cyan figure flew out like lightning.

After a few flashes, this figure was standing on the roof of a house, looking at all this that happened to the Ye family in horror, and his dark eyes were about to crack!

"Ah!!~" A majestic roar spread throughout the Ye family.

"Don't scream!Ye Qingyun, your Ye family is finished, you are also finished, today, the old man will let your entire Ye family be buried for my son!" The indifferent man's voice was not loud, but he overwhelmed all the noise, like a ghost in the abyss, wanting to take the lives of the living.

The man in Tsing Yi jerked his head to look at the other roof.

"Cen Fucong!!"

Didn't say anything more, this situation, it was useless to say more, Ye Qingyun's spiritual power around his body suddenly exploded, and a momentum of the peak of the middle stage of foundation building burst out, and as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the roof, the tiles exploded, and his body shot towards Cen Fucong.

Cen Fucong saw that it was menacing, the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of disdain, and his spiritual power also rose up in an instant, and he greeted it......

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After a few rounds, Ye Qingyun was finally defeated, was slapped in the chest, and fell to the ground.

At this time, the people of the Ye family had been killed and injured, and the two masters in the early stage of foundation building were also besieged by everyone, and finally lost their lives, only Ye Xuan, who was still intact at this time, thought that these black-clothed people seemed to have received some orders, and did not kill her.

Ye Qingyun rolled over and got up, covered in muddy water, looking around in embarrassment, his eyes dripping blood, full of anger and unwillingness.

Cen Fucong did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but returned to the roof again, stood condescendingly, and watched all this coldly.

Cen Dong clenched his fists, with an excited smile on the corner of his mouth, his handsome face became distorted, and he stood quietly beside Cen Fucong, his body trembling slightly because he was too excited.

Ye Xuan saw his father fall to the ground, his moist eyes were full of tears, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and with a fierce blow, he got rid of the two black-clothed people who were entangled in front of him, rushed to Ye Qingyun in a few arrow steps, and held him up.

"Daddy!" a cry was heartbreaking.

As the last person of the Ye family fell in a pool of blood, all the people in black gathered around and surrounded Ye Qingyun's father and daughter.

The lonely father and daughter, in this desperate place, seem helpless and desolate, and the rain ruthlessly soaks their bodies and minds from the inside out.

Ye Qingyun's blood-red eyes swept around, and the joints on his fists were all creaking when they were clenched.

Raising his head and looking at the two people on the roof not far away, he suddenly put one hand around his daughter's slender waist, poured his spiritual power into the soles of his feet, kicked hard, rose from the ground, and jumped on the roof behind him with his daughter, and flashed away without any hesitation.

"Chase!" all the men in black, led by four of them, chased them out as fast as they could.

"Father, this ......"

"He was hit by my Xuanlong palm, he couldn't escape far, the four envoys of the green dragon took people to chase him, he was doomed!"

The two looked in the direction where Ye Qingyun's father and daughter had fled, and gradually a gray rain curtain blocked their vision.

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The next day, in the quiet valley washed by a night of rainstorm, a pitiful sobbing sound quietly echoed.

Under the huge ancient trees in the medicine garden, there is a simple earthen tomb, and on top of the earthen tomb, there is a girl in green clothes who is soaking wet, and a gauze dress is close to the girl's delicate curves, showing exquisiteness and clarity.

At this time, the girl lacked a sleeve on one arm, and half of her jade-like lotus root arm was exposed, and there were still some blood stains left on it.

The sleeves that were missing were wrapped around her delicate face, covering her beautiful face, revealing only a pair of beautiful and hazy tearful eyes, revealing a trace of blood red, the tears at the corners of the eyes had dried up, and the tears, stains, and blood stains were blended together, which made the white and tender skin bully and lose its luster.

Such a scene lasted from night to dawn, and the girl's delicate body moved slightly, raised her head, and looked deeply at the mound.

Immediately, he stood up with difficulty and slowly walked to a small wooden house not far away.

As soon as the girl entered the house, a figure swept from the mouth of the valley.

"Yue'er!!Yue'er!Are you there?" Bingchen, who was drenched all over, panted and heard through the valley with an eager voice.

He glanced left and right, and shouted again, "Yue'er, Xiao Yue'er, are you there?"

There was no response for a long time, and at this time, Bingchen had already knelt in front of the mound again.

"Grandpa Xiao! I can't find Yue'er! She lost it! I can't find it in the city, and the Qinglong Gang is nowhere to be found! Grandpa Xiao, I'm sorry! I hurt you! I hurt Yue'er!"

Bingchen kept kowtowing, with tears in his eyes, and endured the sadness and remorse in his heart.

Xiao Yue'er in the house, leaning against the door with her back, listened to Bingchen's heart-rending words, her pink fists clenched, her nails pierced deeply into her palms but she didn't know it, and her tears couldn't stop sliding down like a spring.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry, Yue'er doesn't blame you!But Yue'er doesn't want to see you again!I won't see you again, woo~" Xiao Yue'er covered her little face in Tsing Yi hard, shook her little head in pain, and cried softly.

It's been a long time......

Boom!

There was a sound of sawdust, and Bingchen cut off a section of the trunk of the ancient tree, and painstakingly carved out a wooden tablet, which was deeply inserted into the grave.

Due to the excessive force, the arm that had just improved was stabbed again, but at this time, Bingchen didn't care at all, and fell to the ground again.

"Grandpa Xiao, I will continue to look for Yue'er until I find her, you can rest in peace! Qinglong Gang! I will definitely let them pay for their blood debts!"

Bidding farewell to Xiao Bo, Bingchen turned and left.

The valley was quiet, desolate.

Squeak!

The door to the hut was gently opened......

Xiao Yue'er leaned against the door frame and stood there weakly, her eyes full of helplessness and sadness.

"Brother Chen......"

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Out of the valley, Bingchen walked on the official road to Wanshan City with a heavy heart, holding a long weed in his hand, whipping left and right, Xiao Yue'er couldn't find it, he almost searched for the entire Wanshan City, and finally ran back to the medicine valley to check, but there was no trace.

It's not a taste in my heart, but I have nothing to do, but what I want most now is - cultivating immortals!

Or is he too weak! He is so weak, let alone revenge, self-preservation is a problem, if he has the strength of Sister Yun, the small Wanshan City can be destroyed with a wave, how can he fall into such a field, gradually, his eyes looked firmly at the Wanshan City at the end of his sight......

Just when he was feeling hatred, he saw two figures appear in the distant sight.

Seeing that one of them was a little familiar, Bingchen still cautiously hid in the woods on the side.

After a while, the two figures got closer and closer......

"This young lady?!Why is it injured like this!?" Bingchen saw the person clearly, this woman helped him last night, and also gave him a precious healing pill, so that his arm injury was healed so quickly, and now seeing his embarrassed appearance, he was shocked and rushed out of the woods.

At this time, the two of them also discovered him, and they were all shocked, Ye Xuan instantly recognized Bingchen.

"Is that you!?" the nice voice was no longer so crisp, a little lacking in breath, mixed with a hint of crying.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Bingchen stepped forward and wanted to reach out to help, but saw that the middle-aged man next to him was frowning and looking at him, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

This is a middle-aged man in a purple shirt, his face is resolute, his sideburns are scattered, his face is pale and terrible, there are still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his purple shirt is torn, and the bruises and scars are faintly visible.

The man covered his chest with one hand, his body was a little stiff, Ye Xuan was supporting him on the side, but she herself was not much better, her pretty face and clothes were stained with blood, I don't know if it was hers or someone else's, and a green silk was scattered on the fragrant shoulder, looking a little messy.

"Brother, this matter is a long story, go quickly, the dog thieves of the Qinglong Gang will chase after you soon. Ye Xuan was a little anxious, his expression was gloomy, he helped the man to continue walking, and greeted Bingchen.

"Blue Dragon Gang!?"

Bingchen was shocked in his heart, and thought a lot in an instant, could it be that this young lady who helped him was retaliated against by the Qinglong Gang?

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