Jiang Song.

Jiuzhou Hospital.

There was an air of oppression throughout the hospital.

It all had to do with the young man who was being rescued in the emergency room.

Outside the rescue room, there was a dead silence, a middle-aged man with a very great appearance stood on the spot, behind him were several men in black, and a mysterious man wearing an iron armor mask, staring at the door of the rescue room without saying a word, thoughtful.

The door to the rescue room opened.

"Doctor Liang, how is Jianming?" the middle-aged man asked as he looked at the other party with a look of hope.

"Xiao Dong, the festival mourns and changes. Dr. Liang shook his head, when the other party sent the patient over, in fact, there was no life, but the family did not give up and strongly demanded rescue.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who had been holding on to it was shocked and stood on the spot.

"What is the cause of death?" the ironclad man asked in a deep voice.

"Myocardial infarction!" In the face of this person, the doctor only felt that he was extremely frightened by the cold, and after giving an answer, he left in a hurry with the rescuers.

"Myocardial infarction, myocardial infarction ?!!!" the middle-aged man muttered, his voice was terrible, and finally he couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, "What a myocardial infarction!"

"It's really unlikely, Brother Jianming is mid-stage strength of internal strength, and as I saw the day before yesterday, his blood is booming. The man in the iron mask said in a deep voice.

"Check it for me!" The middle-aged man was sad and indignant, and he spoke out with hatred, "Dig three feet into the ground, and you have to find out what you have to do." ”

Hearing this, several men in black behind him retreated silently.

The entire Jiangsong, with this order, the dark tide surged.

The iron-armored man no longer spoke, but the eyes behind the mask showed a hint of playfulness, the Xiao family has been wavering, and they don't do their best to do things, after this incident, the Xiao family is completely involved.

Perhaps, I, the Shura League, would like to thank the person who had the audacity to make a move.

Brother Jianming, rest in peace.

He has always looked down on this gentleman, but he didn't expect his death to contribute to a 'good thing'.

Mida Mountain.

Crane Pavilion.

In the pavilion, a young man dressed in a high-crowned wide suit sat with his knees crossed and listened to a singer playing the ruanqin.

Ruan Yin Qingyang, in this lonely and depressed early winter season, but make people feel as if they are in the spring season, in the void, as if a splendid landscape painting is rendered in the sound of the piano: everywhere fragrant grass, sycamore branches and leaves are luxuriant, and with lake stones, plantains, green bamboo, quiet and abnormal.

Babble!

A terrible scream destroyed this beautiful artistic conception.

The young man's brows were slightly furrowed, his crown was swaying, and the ink splashing scroll in the void was instantly torn apart and vanished, and the singer who was playing the piano also screamed sadly, stiffened on the spot, revealing the prototype, but it was a beautiful painting of a lady stroking the qin, but the picture scroll was mottled and cracked.

The young man snorted coldly and shook his hand.

A flash of yellow light ignited, and the scroll was reduced to ashes in the tragic voice of the person in the painting.

"It's just a little bit off!" the young man shook his head regretfully, and then, with a cold light in his eyes, he snorted coldly, "Mingyue, don't play." ”

"No, I'm going to have to clean up this brute today. Under the pavilion, a woman gritted her teeth and said.

The woman's appearance is extremely beautiful, but at this time, her face is frosty, and her expression is cruel, which destroys the beauty.

As the woman whipped out, she saw a white fox jumping up with difficulty, trying to dodge, but she didn't avoid it after all, and was whipped on her body fiercely, babbling and screaming.

On top of the snow-white beautiful body, there was already blood stains.

"Okay, let's have enough fun!" the young man said unhappily, "What is the name of a brute, just kill it!

If Qin Feng saw this young man, he would definitely be surprised to find that this person was actually six or seven points similar to Ouyang Qingyun, the Sect Master of the Law Enforcement Hall who was killed by him.

"No, I'm going to whip this to death!" said the woman viciously.

Zhou Mingyue, Zhou Mingkun.

A pair of sons and daughters of Ouyang Qingyun, the grandmaster of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Zhou Haoyun's alias Ouyang Qingyun is hidden in the Law Enforcement Hall, this is the secret son of the Zhou family, Ouyang Qingyun fell into the Moon Lake, and the Zhou family was furious.

Zhou Mingyue, Zhou Mingkun secretly left Yanjing and came to the South China Sea to avenge his father's father, looking for the traces of Qin Canghai, the enemy who killed his father.

But on the shore of Mochou Lake, he accidentally met an extremely beautiful little white fox, Zhou Mingyue was happy to see the hunt, and wanted to catch it as a pet, but he didn't notice it for a while, he was caught in the illusion, and he was almost injured by the claws of the white fox under the loss of consciousness.

Annoyed and angry, he vowed to torture and kill the white fox to vent his anger.

"There's something weird about this little brute. Zhou Mingkun groped his chin and said.

Zhou Mingyue's strength was at the peak of his internal strength in the early days, and looking at Huaxia martial arts, he could already be regarded as a top talent, and his strength was not bad.

The long whip in Zhou Mingyue's hand is even more extraordinary, it is the master of the Zhou family who hunted the Kunlun beast, and used its muscles and bones to be tempered by thousands of hammers.

Not to mention that this little white fox would actually release illusions before, with Zhou Mingyue's strength, it was also a trick if he didn't notice it for a while.

"Mingyue, leave this little beast alive. Zhou Mingkun smiled slightly, "This little beast is a little interesting." ”

"Hmph!" Zhou Mingyue snorted coldly, but her shot was even more ruthless.

The whip flower bloomed, like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, and went straight to the head of the little white fox.

The exhausted, seriously injured and endangered little white fox let out a terrible cry, but it could no longer move a single bit, and this whip was about to die.

Zhou Mingkun saw that his sister did not obey the order, but directly killed him, although he was not happy, but he just frowned, shook his head, and did not say anything.

That's it, it's just a little brute, let Mingyue vent.

An angry howl came from the dim darkness, and in an instant, a purple figure broke through the wind.

"Mingyue! Be careful!" Zhou Mingkun suddenly became alert, shocked, and anxiously spoke.

At the same time, the whole body of the person is like an eagle in the air, flying away.

Qin Feng finally arrived.

Looking at it, Ling'er fell miserably to the ground, red blood staining the snow-white fur, dying.

Qin Feng was furious!

His eyes were like fire, he was extremely angry, he was still a hundred meters away from the Crane Pavilion, and his feet stepped on the ground, and in an instant, his body burst out like lightning under the pavilion, and his incomparably powerful aura burst out of his body.

Everywhere you go, the frost falls!

The intent of slaughter is pervasive.

The power of the Holy Monarch!

Shoot with hatred!

Roll up the smell of blood in a monstrous sea of blood.

Zhou Mingyue, who was about to kill the little white fox, looked up at the purple figure that came from the air, feeling the monstrous cold murderous aura, and the whole body stiffened, but the instinctive reaction of the body still made her make a move, which could be retracted, and then raised her hand, and the poisonous letter burst out and rose into the air.

The fierce wind was blowing in his face, Qin Feng's eyes were unwavering, and this kind of strength was no threat to him!

The Ice Edge Ancient Sword slanted lightly to the ground, and the sword momentum was sprinkled and burst out.

Roll up the frost!

Meet that poisonous whip!

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth provoked a touch of coldness!

Look for death!

At the moment when the two were about to collide, the raging and crazy sword momentum swept the long whip into the storm, instantly twisting into powder.

The sword is unabated!

Frost Tear!

Get straight to it!

Falling behind the woman's body, it was torn in half, and a devastating storm swept through, splashing blood.

Qin Fengyun swept out a few meters lightly, and behind him, pieces of flesh and blood fell from the sky.