ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

This cat only has the cultivation of blood refining, and it is as wasteful as his master. Shen Xing Xuan lifted a kick, and with a single step, he kicked Xiao Yan as far as he could, and he was not allowed to dodge at all, poor Xiao Yan had no resistance at all in the face of Shen Xing Xuan, who had the cultivation of the Transformation Realm. It's just that after kicking Xiao Yan and lying on the roof, he realized that this beast seems to be different! Regardless of Xiao Yan who was screaming and bleeding, Shen Xing Xuan went straight to the side hall with Shen Xing Wuji, and at this moment, Shen Xing Wuji's life was held in his hands again.

The world is sinister, and people's hearts are not ancient!

"Uncle Xuan, do you really think it's worth it?" Shenxiu looked at Shenxing Xuan, as if he couldn't bear it.

"Hehe, Ah Xiu, I grew up watching you, and I also grew up watching Yun'er and Chentian. Although the old owner is worthy of respect, I do not agree with his foolish loyalty. Since the Shenxing family has become history, there is no need to catch our Lingwu Villa again, we could have been brilliant and strong, it is because of the Shenxing family, hum. So, we can't go back to the old ways. Hey, I've had a dark disease cultivation and stopped in the transformation realm for more than thirty years, and I don't have a few years to live. I don't think there's a more suitable scapegoat than me, so don't think I'm not worth it, I think it's worth it! If the owner finds out at that time, let's push it on the Spirit Ghost Sect first, if it doesn't work, you just push it on me!" Shen Xingxuan smiled slightly, as if he had seen through this world.

"Grandpa Xuan, then please. By the way, what kind of medicine did you give him?" Looking at this young owner who was the same year as his grandson, Shenxingxuan seemed to see that Lingwu Villa was carried forward in his hands, and now in this world, only people like him Shenyun can laugh at the world...

His thoughts seemed to be running a little far, and when Shenyun called him for the third time, Shenxingxuan realized: "Ah, oh, don't worry, I used Qirisan, colorless and tasteless, and after seven days, the spirit is sluggish, and it is almost like dying of overstrain, and no one will find out." Besides, I look at this god without taboo, I'm afraid I have already suffered a very serious internal injury before I came, and the spirit ghost sect has stayed for two years, and I will shed my skin if I don't die. ”

I didn't expect Shenxingxuan to have such a strange poison, Shenxiu Shenyun was very surprised, but it was okay like this, even if it was discovered by his grandfather, it was all pushed to the torture he suffered in the Spirit Ghost Sect.

"In that case, let's put him in the guest room, and then find someone to take good care of it, hehe, as long as this person dies, the Shenxing family will be considered truly extinct... Shenyun said with burning eyes, his eyes full of excitement!

There are often confused voices in the guest room, as if struggling, as if whispering, as if **; the children and maidservants who were sent two days ago are still taking care of them dutifully, but these two days are not strange, plus the owner and the young owner of the village came to see, and lamented bitterly: "Poor young master, it seems that it can't be saved." You two must not be lazy, you must take good care of the eldest young master!" Although he let himself and others take good care of it, the owner of the village said that he couldn't save it, and the two of them also became lazy. A dying person, why waste so much idle time.

So on the sixth and seventh days, both of them turned a blind eye to the gods, and only came to deliver food three times a day to see if they were dead. Poor Shenxing Wuji, I didn't expect to enter the wolf's den, but he was in a coma and couldn't figure out what outsiders did to him, these days, he only felt that his body was like a battlefield, and all kinds of bloodlines were like anti-kings entering the city, all kinds of burning, killing and robbing... Now, if anyone could look inside his body, they would see that it was a mess. And this directly leads to the fact that Shenxing Wuji can't control his body, and then it is difficult to keep his mind clear, which is the real reason why he is unconscious.

"Grandpa Xuan, these seven days have passed, why is he still breathing?" Shenyun looked a little displeased, originally came with a heavy heart today, but he didn't expect the truth to be even heavier.

"This... It's impossible, this seven-day dispersion is produced by Breaking Bad, and there will be no defective products!" "Shen Xingxuan also doesn't understand, Breaking Bad is the most famous drug trafficking organization on the mainland, all kinds of poisons, only you can't think of them, they don't sell, and the poisons produced by Breaking Bad also have quality assurance, saying that you die in the third watch, it is the death of the third watch!

Seeing that his father gave him a look, Shenyun also realized that his tone was too heavy: "Forget it, Grandpa Xuan, anyway, he is not far from death like this." In this way, why don't we bury him alive and erect a monument! Otherwise, I estimate that my grandfather will come back in a few days, and I am afraid that the night will be long and dreamy!" Shenyun is indeed more decisive than his father, and he brought up the matter of killing the living without frowning.

"This?" Shenxiu still wanted to say that this was not good, but Shen Xingxuan had already replied first: "What the young owner said is that he will be killed directly, so as not to have many dreams at night!"

In this way, Shenxing Wuji's face was pale, and he was buried in the back of the Lingwu Mountain Range. A stone stele: The tomb of Shenxing Wuji! The last orphan of the Shenxing family is buried here! I saw this small tomb, and then looked at this tombstone, Shenyun couldn't say that his heart was relaxed, Shenxingxuan's face was expressionless, and Shenxiu was complicated, as if he couldn't bear it and seemed to be relieved.

The next day, Shenyun was a little uneasy, although on the surface he pretended to be very similar, but in fact, when he said the words of killing people and burying him alive, he was also very nervous. Especially an obsession that had been haunting the bottom of his heart suddenly disappeared, and he felt a little fake and a little unbelieving. After thinking for a while, he secretly ran to the back mountain alone, and only when he saw the intact and newly renovated cemetery did he feel at ease. After such a night, even if he didn't die, he must be dead now. He spilled a pot of wine in front of the tomb: "God is unscrupulous, don't blame me! If you want to blame your family for always pretending to be a monster, if you want to blame your life, blame this world! No one wants to be a slave, only when you die, I can be free!"

After truly confirming that Shenxing Wuji was dead, the big stone that had been hanging in Shenyun's heart for many years could be regarded as truly falling.

Three days later, as Shenyun guessed, the real person in charge of Lingwu Villa, the master of the absolute master, the old owner Shen Tu came back. "Xiu'er, I have nothing to do with leaving the villa this month, right?" After tidying up, Shentu called Shenxiu and Shenyun over for questioning.

It's just that this question seems to have gone wrong.

"No! Shenyun replied cheerfully.

"Yes!" Shenxiu hesitated.

The father and son actually answered at the same time, but the answers were diametrically opposed! With the experience of the gods who have dominated the world for many years, the opposite answers of the father and son have already explained the problem. "Oh, what's the matter, Shenxiu, you say!" Knowing that his grandson was not ordinarily smart, Shendi simply asked his old son.

After hesitating again and again, Shenxiu seemed to have made a decision: "Father, the Shenxing family is here!"

"What?" Shen Di stood up for a moment, staring at Shen Xiu with sharp eyes. After searching for more than three years, he didn't find anything, and he was almost desperate, and now his son suddenly told himself that someone from the Shenxing family had come to the door, how could he not be surprised?

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Taking a deep breath, Shenxiu gritted his teeth and said: "The person is dead, father, that person is called Shenxing Wuji, he came to the villa ten days ago, but he was seriously injured when he came, holding an inhuman-shaped body that was tortured by the Spirit Ghost Sect, three days ago... ”

"Impossible!" "I've been looking for someone for so long, and now that people are coming, you suddenly tell yourself that you're dead, although Shen Tu also knows that even if the Shen Xing is still alive, he must be half dead, but no matter what, Shen Tu doesn't want to believe that people are dead, and he is now alive to see people and corpses: "People?"

Hard-headed, Shenxiu felt that he was going crazy: "It's already buried in the back mountain!"

"Take me!"

On the way, Shen Xingxuan, who heard the news, also came. It's just that, "Father, why do you want to tell the truth to your grandfather?" Shenyun really didn't understand, what was the benefit of his father doing this?

"Yun'er, your grandfather is not an ordinary person, instead of hiding it from him, it is better to tell him, otherwise he will know sooner or later, and we won't be able to tell it in the future!" Although Shenxiu is not as resolute as his son, he is indeed more thoughtful in handling some things.

It was only when a few people were still about two or three miles away from the back mountain, but Shen Tu's face changed, which was shocked in the eyes of the other three people! Then they saw Shen Tu with wings on his back, flying in the air, disappearing, and going to the place where Shen Xing Wuji was buried. "Not good!" the three of them were shocked, not knowing what was happening, but it was certainly not a good thing.

When there were still a hundred meters away from the cemetery, Shen Xingxuan's face also changed greatly: "It's that beast!"

"Grandpa Xuan, what's going on?"

"Remember what I told you, that cat, how did it find the tomb of Shenxing Wuji?"

Sure enough, when the three of them arrived, they saw a small hole running straight through the cemetery, and one after another, almost hoarse, and a mournful meow came from the grave! Since being hit by Shenxingxuan, it lay on the roof for a day to lick its wounds and let it stop bleeding, followed the smell and secretly hid under Shenxing Wuji's bed, until the three of them moved Shenxing Wuji out of the villa, and Xiao Yan, who was limping, quietly followed behind, but the road from this villa to the back mountain, it took more than a day to get there, but because of this, it missed the Shenyun who was not at ease and went to check. Knowing that Shenxing Wuji was in this mound, Xiao Yan used his injured claws to dig a small tunnel into it, but found that the "father" who usually had a strong heartbeat could no longer feel the heartbeat, and the "father" with a warm temperature became cold, and the "father" who exuded a strange atmosphere was now like a pool of stagnant water... Xiao Yan, who was at a loss, could only scream again and again, and could only lick Shenxing Wuji over and over again, hoping to wake up the sleeping "Father!"