Chapter 21: Bloody Horror
"You're interesting!"
The Dark King's voice was a little ethereal, coming from all directions.
However, in Qin Zichao's eyes, it is pediatrics.
From the very beginning, he already knew the location of the Dark King, but it was just to give him some face.
Finally, in front of Qin Zichao, a vague figure began to emerge, and gradually, it finally condensed.
The black clothes, even the top of the head, were covered by a hat.
"I'm curious, there shouldn't be any grudges between me and you, right? Why do you come to me again and again to trouble? ”
Qin Zichao clasped his arms with both hands and said lightly.
"Promise me, let's talk about it!"
It's just that I didn't expect that the Dark King turned out to be a violent temper, and after he appeared, he didn't say a word, and went straight to work.
In the next second, the Dark King's body became illusory again, turning into a cloud of black mist.
"The Dark Door?"
This time, Qin Zichao finally saw something and muttered.
"You know the Dark Gate, what the hell are you?"
The Dark King, who had turned into a black mist, trembled violently.
"You don't need to know this, but you haven't learned this kung fu yet."
Qin Zichao smiled faintly.
He vaguely guessed the identity of the Dark King, who was a member of the Dark Gate, but not the core.
Otherwise, he would never have appeared in the world.
"Then let's have a real chapter under your hands!"
The Dark King let out a low shout, and the black mist turned into instantly attacked Qin Zichao.
It's just that Qin Zichao smiled faintly, took out a stack of charms like a trick, and then threw them towards the Dark King.
"Ten Thousand Charms!"
With Qin Zichao's low shout, those charms instantly spontaneously combusted, and tightly surrounded the Dark King, not leaving an inch.
"You, who the hell are you?"
With just one move, the Dark King was completely defeated. In the face of this pile of spells, his power has nowhere to be unleashed.
"I said, you're not qualified to know. For the sake of you not embarrassing Song Mengjie, I will spare you this time. But I don't want a next time. ”
The scorching flames have forced the Dark King out of the prototype. He fell to the top in pain, letting out a burst of screams from time to time.
Seeing that it was almost over, Qin Zichao waved his hand, and those charms disappeared in an instant.
The clothes on the Dark King's body have been burned to pieces. At this time, Qin Zichao also saw his appearance clearly.
A middle-aged man, with a very ordinary Chinese face, is the kind that will not attract attention if he is still in the crowd.
But if you add the long scar on his face, it's hard to say.
"I'm still curious, what grudge do I have with you?"
Just as Su Fan was about to leave, he suddenly stopped again.
"My name is Su Dacheng, and I have a daughter named Su Yanqing."
It turns out that the dark king's name is Su Dacheng, and there are not many people who know his real name on the road.
"Su Yanqing? I don't seem to know your daughter! ”
Qin Zichao frowned, then shook his head and said.
That night, she had dinner at the Royal Entertainment City. Injured when he came back. She told me that she had injured her by mistake, but what I found out later was that you had injured her. ”
Su Dacheng said.
In an instant, Qin Zichao's eyes widened.
"Did I hurt her? Are you sure you're not kidding? ”
Qin Zichao was as if he had heard a big joke.
"Isn't it? That's what my people reported to me! ”
Su Dacheng began to hesitate, it didn't look like Qin Zichao was such a person.
"Have you ever asked your daughter? You just listen to your subordinates, and you come to me to trouble? ”
Qin Zichao patted his head helplessly, he really obeyed this Su Dacheng.
How did such a stupid person become one of the three kings of the entire Middle School? Is it by force?
"And what's the truth of the matter?"
Su Dacheng wondered.
"You'd better investigate it yourself, or ask your daughter, I'm too lazy to explain it to you."
Qin Zichao waved his hand, then twisted his body, and after a few dodges, he completely disappeared in Su Dacheng's eyes.
"What a great light skill!"
After seeing this scene, Su Dacheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a burst of light. At this time, he finally admitted that there was a gap between him and Qin Zichao, and the gap was very large.
Soon, though, his face sank and his brow furrowed.
"It seems that after a long time of not asking about business, someone has treated me as an ornament!"
"Huh!"
Is Su Dacheng stupid?
That's definitely a no, if you really want to be stupid to be in this position?
Soon, Su Dacheng also left here. But neither Qin Zichao nor Su Dacheng found that in the dark corner, there was a mask that appeared.
When they were all gone, it was completely gone into the darkness.
Look at Qin Zichao's side again, although he is already cautious. But when I returned to Song's house, I was just about to open the door and go in, and I was discovered.
"I came back so late, and I was sneaky, where did I go?"
Song Mengjie leaned against the door frame with a cold face, staring at Qin Zichao.
"I didn't go anywhere, I just had a meal with my friends."
Qin Zichao saw that he couldn't hide, so he had to bite the bullet and say.
"Friend, I think it's a girlfriend, right?"
Song Mengjie said angrily.
"Huh? What do you mean? I ......."
Qin Zichao was stunned, he didn't expect Song Mengjie to say this.
"Alright, I'm too lazy to bother with your. Tomorrow morning, Grandpa Long has something important to look for you, you can go with me. ”
Song Mengjie waved her hand and closed the door impatiently, leaving Qin Zichao alone, dumbfounded.
"What is this?"
He had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, feeling that Song Mengjie had taken the wrong medicine?
Shaking his head, Qin Zichao didn't think too much about it, opened the door and went in.
Early the next morning, when Qin Zichao went downstairs, the father and daughter of the Song family were already ready.
"Uncle is going too?"
Qin Zichao was a little surprised.
"What's strange, my dad and Grandpa Long already knew each other. Before, it was because my body didn't allow it, and now I can't go over, I can't say anything. ”
Song Mengjie explained lightly.
"Hey, Mengjie, how do you speak? Zichao doesn't know the relationship, so you can explain it well. Your Grandpa Long still needs his help! ”
Song Tianfeng scolded.
Song Mengjie pursed her mouth, obviously unhappy, but she didn't say anything more.
Qin Zichao was used to Song Mengjie like this, and he didn't care about her. After a simple meal, he went out with the Song family's father and daughter.
After half an hour's drive, Qin Zichao and the others came to the villa in Longzhenjiang again.
"Tianfeng, I'm relieved to see that you're okay."
"Elder Long, I'm worried about you."
As soon as Song Tianfeng and Long Zhenjiang met, they were full of emotion.
The two of them sighed for a long time before they finally got down to business.
"Mr. Qin, I came to you this time because I was in trouble. And maybe only you can help me in this matter. ”
Long Zhenjiang sighed.
When Qin Zichao heard this, he asked him lightly what trouble he had.
Long Zhenjiang said that he would let Qin Zichao and them come with him, and he would know when the time came.
In this way, Qin Zichao and the others followed Long Zhenjiang all the way to the basement, and then went down, there was actually a secret room.
As soon as he entered, Qin Zichao frowned, and here, he felt a trace of the breath of the head lowering technique.
"Last time, after Mr. Qin helped me solve the head lowering surgery, I am very grateful. Later, when I looked through the family's information, I finally found some clues. ”
Long Zhenjiang said as he took down a thick notebook from the bookshelf next to him.
The note was a little old, but it looked like it was well preserved, and there wasn't even a trace of dust on it.
"This is the personal note of one of our ancestors of the Long family, and in it, I found some information."
After turning the note to that page, Long Zhenjiang pushed the note in front of Qin Zichao.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that Qin Zichao didn't even pick up the notebook, and he didn't even look at it.
Instead, he stared at Long Zhenjiang and said lightly: "Old Long, does this note say how your ancestor died?" ”
"This, this old man doesn't know. It only wrote that the old ancestor offended a head lowering master when he was young. Then after asking for help from many people, he finally defeated the head descender. ”
"But he didn't kill him, when he fled, he threatened to make the descendants of our Long family never be at peace."
Long Zhenjiang sighed.
"Long Lao, do you know? In fact, you have been hit by the head again, and the source is this notebook. ”
After Qin Zichao finished speaking, he raised his right hand suddenly. I don't know when, a spell has appeared in his hand.
"Huh~"
Just as the spell was pasted on the notebook, a miserable voice suddenly sounded in the secret room, Song Mengjie had never experienced such a thing, and goosebumps rose all over her body.
She leaned tightly behind Song Tianfeng, her body trembling slightly.
To be honest, Song Tianfeng's situation is actually not much better. But for the sake of Song Mengjie, he also held on hard.
The most shocking thing was actually Long Lao, not only Qin Zichao's words, but more importantly, the picture he saw.
I saw that after the notebook was pasted with Qin Zichao's charm, it actually began to gush blood.
The gurgling, combined with the strange sound that sounded, all stimulated Long Zhenjiang's heart.
The huge bubbles made him feel like something was about to come out.
"Spit it out, don't resist!"
However, in the next second, what Qin Zichao said made him unable to hold on any longer.
Long Zhenjiang's body began to tremble violently, although Qin Zichao said that he should not stop it. But the instinctive reaction was to cover his mouth with his hands.
It didn't take long for Long Zhenjiang's mouth to start pouring blood, just like the notebook.
No matter how you cover your hands, you can't stop the surging blood.