"Smack!" Before Li Jiu'er came back to her senses, she also received a heavy slap on the other side of her face.

There was a fishy sweetness in her mouth, and blood trickled down the corners of her mouth.

Li Jiu'er's face quickly swollen up, and the bright red five finger prints were clearly imprinted on her face.

The next moment, Li Jiu'er finally came back to her senses.

She was beaten! She was beaten by her father, who loved her the most.

"You...... Hit me!" Li Jiu'er choked up, tears falling from her eyes.

Looking at his beloved daughter's face that was constantly turning red and swollen, Deacon Li continued to suppress his emotions, making his voice tremble with a hint of trembling.

"If you don't fight, you don't have a long memory! Will you continue to cause trouble in the future? She is now in the limelight, but you are provoking her at this juncture, because you are stupid, because you don't know how to endure and retreat, which leads to the ...... of our Li family."

His throat was dry, and he swallowed hard and didn't say any more.

Li Jiu'er got up and cried.

"I'm going to tell my mother, you hit me!" he ran out crying.

Under the rules of the elders, no one dared to mention Lele's death openly, and no one talked about anything, as for what Li Jiu'er did, the head of the family issued a gag order, except for a few people involved, as well as the elders, the disciples almost didn't know.

When Deacon Li heard about the matter of protecting Li Jiu'er with the pardon order left by her grandfather, she suddenly felt a sense of discouragement, but she was in a hurry to return to Ling Village, and she did not carefully distance herself from her emotions.

Early the next morning, he left the Xuanling Pavilion with Mu Ye.

This was the first time she had gone out since she entered the Xuanling Pavilion, but she didn't care about anything else because of her mother's hatred, and the two of them had approached the vicinity of Lingcun ten days later.

Fuyi went to her father's grave first, and she was in a hurry, and she only had time to set up an empty grave for her mother, and there was not even a single piece of old clothes in it. She knelt in front of the grave for two hours, and Mu also meditated on the side without urging.

Two hours later, she finally got up, her expression was sad but she never shed a single tear, and when she turned to look at Lingcun, her expression was slightly stunned.

She was less than a year away from the village, why was the village shrouded in black fog? What she didn't know was that these black fogs had accumulated over time for an unknown number of years, but she was in them at the time, and her cultivation was low, so she couldn't see that something was wrong with them.

Now, the inheritance power in her body carries a mighty righteousness, and she is much more sensitive to these evil qi than ordinary people. The two hurried to the village, and in the distance, they saw the square in front of the village, where all the clansmen were gathered.

When Fu Yi walked in, he found that on the shelf in front of the medicine hall, a person was tied there and dying. That person is the great pharmacist of the village medicine hall, Uncle Dali.

What happened, why was Uncle Strong tied to the shelf.

Fu Yi was still thinking about it, and the patriarch on the side had waved his hand viciously, and a flash of spiritual light flashed like a whip slamming on Uncle Dali's body.

"The people of the tribe trust you so much, I didn't expect you to refine the poison pill and want to harm all the clansmen, today I will let you taste the fate of harming the clansmen!"

Uncle Dali seemed to have passed out, motionless.

I didn't notice it the day before yesterday, but now I came back after half a year, and suddenly found that the patriarch's eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and his eyes were cold and there was no trace of human touch.

Her gaze moved from the patriarch to the onlookers, but she saw that those people looked blank, as if what the patriarch said had nothing to do with them, and who the patriarch wanted to punish had nothing to do with them, such expressions and demeanors were the same as the day when the patriarch killed his mother and wanted to burn her.

In the past, I didn't notice anything, but at this time, I felt that something was wrong, the whole village was covered by black fog, and the people in the village looked blank, like puppets, and there was almost no human feelings.

"It's weird, be careful. Mu also sensed that something was wrong and immediately sent a message to her.

The man on the shelf moved slightly, then raised his head with difficulty.

"There is no excuse for the crime you want, have you killed a small number of people under the pretext of these months? You only killed them because of ......"

"Smack!"

Another flash of spiritual light flashed, and a bloody scar suddenly appeared on Uncle Dali's face.

"Do you think it's useful to say this now?" a sneer flashed in the patriarch's cold eyes.

Uncle Dali was silent for a moment, and suddenly looked up and laughed.

"At least I'm awake at the moment, and I don't have to be used by you until I die. ”

That night, the sword qi formed by the spiritual power of the clothes entered his wounds, burning the evil thoughts in his body completely, and he was in a coma for three days and three nights, and when he woke up, he found that he had been used for many years in a daze.

Then he was shocked to find that no one in the clan was awake, and just when he was secretly trying to figure out a way, he was discovered by the patriarch.

So, he was convicted of murdering his people.

The patriarch's grim face finally changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and glared at the people on the shelf.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

When the words fell, a spiritual light slashed towards Uncle Might's throat, and he turned a blind eye and still raised his head and said with a smile.

"Brother Zimo, I am very ashamed of your entrustment, I didn't take care of my sister-in-law and clothes, and let my brother deal with it on Huangquan Road!"

At the end of the laugh, he had a look of amazement on his face.

As early as the moment when the patriarch made a move, Fu Yi was ready to block his killing move, and suddenly heard Uncle Dali say that, Fu Yi's mood didn't have time to change, and he was shocked by the changes in front of him.

In the crowd, someone blocked her moves, and those clansmen who were originally standing suddenly took action and besieged her and Mu Ye, and even Mu Ye, who was watching coldly, had to do it.

"Fuyi, if you dare to go back and throw yourself into the net, it will save me the strength to catch you myself!" the patriarch's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

The moment the aura fell, the person on the shelf who was bent on death tried his best to twist his neck, and the killing move that originally saw the blood and sealed his throat was slightly deviated, and the originally extremely weak person was still alive, and Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on dealing with the clansmen who were rushing towards her.

Dali wanted to open his eyes to see the child he had sworn to protect with his life, but his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

The patriarch looked at the strength that was still breathing, and was slightly annoyed in his heart, and he had the heart to make up for it again, but when he saw that Mu Ye was getting more and more courageous, he was about to break through the crowd rushing towards him, so he didn't delay any longer, and finally glanced at the blood gushing from the neck of the strong force.

What threat does a person have to a person who is no longer alive to him? Before he dies, he has to feel the feeling that life is worse than death, which can be regarded as a punishment for him.

In the crowd, the clothes couldn't bear to hurt the clansmen, but the clansmen looked indifferent and killed step by step, the alchemy of the spirit clan was powerful, but the spirit skills were average, although there were many of them, but in front of Mu Ye in the Zhu Xia Realm, it was a simple matter to kill this group of people.