Outside the medicine collection field, on top of a huge tree with lush foliage, Shen Xingyu was hiding in it, carefully observing the movements in the few grass huts in front of him.

Although Shen Zhiming didn't say it explicitly, as the leader of the younger generation in the valley, he was assigned to assassinate such a young man who had not yet cultivated, which was problematic in itself.

He has always respected his father, and he has never doubted his father's ability, so he has never taken this assassination mission lightly.

He knew in his heart that with his father's character, since he found out that Mu Yiyang was his uncle's outcast, then he would definitely choose to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. And the reason why it has dragged on until now shows that there are people around Mu Yiyang who are secretly protecting him, and it may even be the shadow guard next to his grandfather, which also indirectly proves the identity of Mu Yiyang's descendant.

Tonight is the time for his father and grandfather to have a showdown, and at this critical moment, the shadow guard is bound to be involved, so this is the best time for him to strike.

However, even if the shadow guard is here, as long as he can kill Mu Yiyang, the shadow guard still can't do anything about him, because in that case, he will be the only bloodline heir in the Medicine King Valley, and with his understanding of his grandfather, family affection or anything is not a fart in matters related to the inheritance of the Medicine King Valley.

He suddenly admired his father's courage and intelligence, after all, not every concubine of a big family could plan and take advantage of the situation as he did.

However, he was a little confused, he knew that his father hated his grandfather, and Shen Wanqing had never looked at them squarely, he didn't know what kind of big thing happened that would make the father and son embark on such a road of no return, was it just because of the identity of a concubine?

Thinking like this, Shen Xingyu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. But at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Little doll, it's taboo to be distracted when lurking and killing!" The sudden sound was not loud, but it was like a thunderstorm in March, which shook his mind.

"Who are you?" In the darkness, Shen Xingyu slammed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, wanting to draw his sword to fight back, but for some reason he suddenly couldn't use his strength, and his heart was anxious, so he had to turn around in shock.

However, in the next moment, as if he saw something, his pupils suddenly contracted suddenly, and then he felt a chill in his chest, and a warm current gushed out.

"Remember, if there is an afterlife, don't deal with the people of Ghost Mountain Villa anymore, and don't make clever calculations!

"Why?" Shen Xingyu's consciousness slowly became blurred, his life had just begun, but death came so suddenly. If this was God's punishment for him, then what did he do wrong? He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the strength to think about it anymore.

......

In the dry cave.

The short black-clothed man was exhausted, but he never thought that he would fall short after all, but was put on a role by Shen Zhiming, and his heart was extremely annoyed, but he was deeply trapped in the fire array, and he was in danger, and he couldn't attack.

Shen Wanqing didn't know when he had already sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed, his hands were constantly changing, and the fireballs kept falling from the Flowing Fire Array, and the speed was so fast that it approached everyone, making them extremely embarrassed, and they couldn't hold on anymore.

"Bang Bang!"

However, at this moment, a burst of clapping suddenly sounded, and a group of blue-clothed people followed closely behind and walked in murderously, it was Shen Zhiming and his party.

"I said why is it so lively tonight, it turns out that there is a thief in the house!" The man in blue stood still, Shen Zhiming put his hands behind his back, and walked out with a smile, his posture calm, like a walk in the courtyard.

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing's eyes opened suddenly, his face showed shock, the magic formula in his hand was stunned, and a mouthful of blood spit out violently, but he couldn't stop the magic circle immediately, looking at Shen Zhiming's eyes kept flickering, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

"Yo, Father, why are you still vomiting blood? Didn't I scare you?" Shen Zhiming pretended to be stunned, but there was more happiness in his eyes.

"Left and right are just a lowly concubine, who dares to step into this important inheritance, don't you step back for me quickly!" Shen Wanqing shouted angrily with a cold face, but the movements in his hands were even faster.

"Let's go, father, are you old and confused, are you really still that three-year-old child?" As he spoke, the smile on Shen Zhiming's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of anger.

"Son, don't call me father, it will dirty my reputation!" Shen Wanqing was even more angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Hmph! This kind of feeling that you can only watch and be powerless is not comfortable! Father!" Shen Zhiming accentuated his tone in the last two words, but his expression was very painful.

"Did you kill the person?" staring at his son, Shen Wanqing asked.

"People, do you mean my eldest brother, or is it his poor child?" As he spoke, Shen Zhiming suddenly laughed loudly, snatched a big knife from the guard on the side, took a step forward, pointed at Shen Wanqing and said, "Yes, I killed the person!"

"Beast, I should have killed you together with your mother in the first place, so that I wouldn't have left you a scourge and humiliated the court!" Shen Wanqing shouted, his face full of remorse.

"Don't mention my mother, you don't deserve it!" As he spoke, the golden light on Shen Zhiming's body surged, and he stepped forward with an arrow and slashed towards Shen Wanqing with a knife, his long hair fluttering, and his face was crazy.

But at this moment, the light and shadow behind him suddenly flashed, and a black spear with flames instantly pierced the void, and lightning struck, quickly submerged into his body, and pierced out from his chest.

"Xiao Shi, how dare you!" Looking at the mocking look on Shen Wanqing's face, and then at the somewhat familiar gun head on his chest, Shen Zhiming turned his head in disbelief, and the pain on his face became even more intense.

"I'm sorry, Master! They promised me to join their organization! I have no choice for a long time!" As he spoke, behind Shen Zhiming, an ordinary-looking young man stepped forward, his eyes showing a look of struggle, and the spear in his hand pushed forward hard.

Looking at this silent, filial and sensible disciple, Shen Zhiming never believed what was happening in front of him. He suddenly remembered the look of shock in Shen San's eyes when he died, and he had the impression that his apprentice and he seemed to have a good relationship. It turned out that all this happened not without warning.

"You!you!" Shen Zhiming regretted in his heart, but looking at his apprentice, he couldn't say anything.

"Ahh

At the same time, behind Shen Zhiming, a miserable scream suddenly came, Shen Zhiming looked back, but saw that the voice was from his father Shen Wanqing, and he desperately wanted to squeeze out a smile on his face, but he was quickly filled with tears.

I saw that behind Shen Wanqing, Fu Bo had appeared at some point, still expressionless, but he was holding a short knife in his hand, which penetrated Shen Wanqing's throat.

In fact, their father and son have always been very similar, just as ruthless, but they will always be soft on certain moments and people, so that they make big mistakes!

......

In the Valley of the Medicine King, on a certain path, Mu Yiyang's figure emerged from a shadow, and he looked around, as if discerning the direction.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly rose from the direction of Qianqing Cave and exploded in the night sky, revealing a skull pattern.

Slightly surprised, he glanced up, Mu Yiyang took a step and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard a burst of fragmented footsteps coming from not far away, and his figure moved, and hurriedly hid in the haystack where he was originally hiding.

"Strange, wasn't there a person here just now? Why did he suddenly disappear again!" After a while, a figure dressed as a guard came with a torch and stared at the haystack where Mu Yiyang was hiding.

"Impossible! Could it be that I was dazzled?" The guard looked suspicious next to the haystack and turned away.

After a moment, as if remembering something, he suddenly turned back, gently drew the broadsword in his hand, and walked cautiously towards the haystack.