Chen Xiangzhi not only did not hand over the sword to him, but instead put the box containing the sword to his side, and said sharply: "What about my son, you will return your son to me, so that I can give you the sword, if I can't see my son, I will not give you the Blood-Drinking Soul Sword." ”

The young man sneered and said, "The child is in my hands, do you have a choice?" I advise you to hand over the sword obediently, or don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

Chen Xiangzhi immediately became vicious, and said without concession: "No! I must make sure that my son is alive before I can hand over the sword to you......"

"Damn, don't be embarrassed, you give me the sword, and I will naturally return the child to you...... It's not negotiable! The boy yelled.

Chen Xiangzhi sneered, gritted his teeth and said: "Well, since you don't let me see my son, then you don't want to get this blood-drinking soul devouring sword, it's a big deal, we will destroy this sword, and then fight with that Qinling corpse demon!" ”

With that, Chen Xiangzhi pulled out the Blood Drinking Soul Eater Sword, directly threw the box containing the sword aside, stretched out a hand, and was about to slap towards the Blood Drinking Soul Eater Sword.

Chen Xiangzhi's hand was raised, and there was the sound of wind and thunder, obviously containing spiritual power in it, even not far away, I have no doubt that this palm, the blood-drinking soul-devouring sword will definitely be broken into two, after all, it is just a piece of Wushan bloodwood, not as hard as the gold and iron weapon, this sword wants to kill, not by virtue of its sharpness, but by relying on the evil energy and soul-devouring nature contained in the sword body, he is gambling with the young man, and at the same time suspecting one thing, that is, whether his son is still alive in the world, Otherwise, why didn't they even let their son take a look, which is why Chen Xiangzhi did this.

Just when Chen Xiangzhi's hand was about to land on the Blood-Drinking Soul Devouring Sword, the young man finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and hurriedly stopped: "Slow down, ......"

Chen Xiangzhi withdrew his hand and looked at the young man for a moment.

The young man and Chen Xiangzhi confronted each other for a moment, and the eyes of the two were estimated to be like Mars hitting the earth.

After a long time, the young man waved his hand, and suddenly another person came out of the darkness, and in the hand of the man was holding a child at this time, about five or six years old, but the child seemed to have passed out, and there was no movement, and the whole body was shrugging.

As soon as he saw his son, Li Yuanyao, who had always been calm, immediately cried, shouted Lele's name, and pounced towards the black shadow.

Just when Li Yuanyao was about to run to the child's side, the person who had been holding the child suddenly stretched out a sword and pointed it at Li Yuanyao, and the frightened Li Yuanyao immediately paused, and tears flowed down.

"You have seen the child, hand over the sword, and you can take him home." The boy said again.

Just when Chen Xiangzhi was about to speak, suddenly a burst of suona sounded not far away, attracting everyone's attention, even Xue Xiaoqi and I were startled by the sudden sound, and quickly turned our heads to look, but saw that a group of people wearing white filial piety clothes suddenly walked out of the mountain road not far away, accompanied by a miserable suona sound, a group of people cried and walked in this direction, and there was a big coffin in the middle of this group of people, which was carried by seven or eight people.

I'll go, mourn at night.

What's going on?

Is there still a custom of mourning at night?

This group of people walked very slowly, and the cry came from afar, and it was really scary to see such a scene in the middle of the night.

However, this phenomenon only attracted everyone's attention for a short time, and soon everyone's minds were focused on the hostage exchange.

Chen Xiangzhi turned his head, looked at the young man again, and said in a deep voice: "The sword, I will also hand it over to you, I just want to ask, is my child still alive?" ”

The young man laughed and said, "Don't worry, we only need a sword, we won't hurt anyone, you kid is a good ......."

As he spoke, the boy took the child from the man beside him, patted him a few times, and soon there was a "wow" sound, and the child burst into tears.

Hearing this cry, Xue Xiaoqi and I finally let go of our hanging hearts, as long as the child is fine, all this will be easy to do.

After the child cried, he quickly saw his father and mother, and then cried loudly.

Li Yuanyao couldn't hold it anymore, opened his arms and ran towards the child.

"Wait......" The young man once again blocked in front of Li Yuanyao and said, "You put the sword on the ground, we put the child on the ground, the big guys will retreat, and the child will run towards you......"

Chen Xiangzhi and his wife can only do this.

Immediately, Chen Xiangzhi gently placed the blood-drinking soul-devouring sword on the ground, and the young man also put the child on the ground.

The child's crying voice was very miserable, and as soon as he landed, he rushed towards Chen Xiangzhi, and the couple only took two steps back, and soon walked over to meet the child.

At this moment, the young man took a few quick steps forward, and took the blood-drinking soul-devouring sword on the ground in his hand, and Xue Xiaoqi and I all stood up at this time and began to grope and quietly go down.

Xue Xiaoqi and I both thought that the young man would do anything, and it was impossible for the child to easily fall into the hands of Chen Xiangzhi and his wife.

However, things turned out to be more than we expected, and the boy only took the sword and did not make the next move.

As soon as the sword reached his hand, the young man burst out laughing and said, "Good sword!" What a good sword......"

But I was thinking in my heart, you stupid fork, you don't know if you've been fooled.

At this moment, the funeral procession was already very close to Chen Xiangzhi and them.

But Chen Xiangzhi and his wife are still in a great joy of regain, and the two of them kiss and hug their children.

The piercing suona and cries made my mind a little confused, and it was at this moment that the young man turned around with his sword, and I really saw his appearance clearly.

Although I had been prepared in my heart for a long time, thinking that it was him, I had never been sure, but when I finally saw his face clearly through the miserable white moonlight and the torches held by those funeral processions, I still gasped in my heart, that's right, it's him, the person I've been looking for for a long time is my enemy-Yuan Chaochen!

How did he end up in this place?

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