Lingyan walked out of the woods, and soon, there was a scream of pain from inside.

"Ahh Ghost! There are ghosts! Help me! ”

"I was wrong! I'm sorry! Don't kill me! ”

"Slut! If you dare to do this to me, my father will not let you go! ”

"Spare me...... Please, spare me......"

Lin Zhe's shouts gradually turned from fear at the beginning to anger and unwillingness, and finally only desperate begging for mercy remained.

But until the pain was so painful that he could no longer make a sound, and the sound of the sword never stopped.

When Lingyan walked into the woods again, he found that Lin Zhe had turned into a pile of minced meat.

It looks like he was chopped to death by life!

Ling Yan's pupils trembled slightly, but his indifferent expression did not change much.

The Split Tassel Sword fell back into her palm, and Jiang Yin's trembling voice came from inside.

"I ...... Finally avenged grandma! ”

Lingyan took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the sword for her, and asked, "Do you regret it?" ”

Jiang Yin smiled, "You don't regret it, what do I regret?" ”

She said in a deep voice: "Lingyan, in the future, you will be my master!" ”

Lingyan shook his head, "You will always be my relative, the sister I must protect." ”

Jiang Yin was silent because of Lingyan's words, but the sword body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

After a while, Jiang Yin said in a mean voice: "This doesn't mean that I will forgive you, sister." ”

The words fell, and the Split Silk Sword broke away from Lingyan's hand and entered the scabbard on its own.

Lingyan felt that Jiang Yin had severed the connection with her and entered the cultivation of transforming into a spirit, and sighed helplessly:

"When this happens, being forgiven is the most painful."

Ning Junye walked towards her, looking at the bloody scene in front of him, without any emotion in his eyes.

He hugged his sword and said, "What should I do next?" ”

Ling Yan gathered his spirit, pinched out the wind spell, and buried Lin Zhe's body in a coffin.

Ning Junye frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "What, you still have to collect the corpse of this beast?" ”

Just now he had a general understanding in front of Granny Jiang's tomb about how the two ancestors and grandsons died tragically because of Lin Zhe, and when he saw that Lingyan actually prepared a coffin for him, he suddenly felt a sense of unhappiness in his heart.

Lingyan said lightly: "When a person dies, the corpse can be used, this is what the Lin family taught me, I just treat his body in the way of others, what are you anxious about?" ”

Ning Junye was stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean?" ”

He pointed to the pile of broken corpses in the coffin, incredulous, "Can this still be useful?" ”

"Nature."

Lingyan nodded, and called in a certain direction: "Ah Dou!" ”

Then a black ghost dog sprang out of nowhere and appeared in front of the two.

"Wow!"

Ah Dou screamed happily twice at Lingyan, kept wagging his tail and rubbing her hands.

Seeing this, Ling Yan threw it a jelly bean, then touched its head and said, "Okay Ah Dou, do me a favor and send this to the Lin family, be sure to be unaware!" ”

As he spoke, he hung a bag containing a wooden box and letters around Ah Dou's neck.

Ah Dou was touched by the spirit inkstone, and he was immediately very happy, jumping around her a few times before running down the mountain.

Its black figure could be seen with the naked eye for a moment, and then disappeared again, like a ghost.

Ning Junye stood aside and saw Ah Dou running away, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken, what you gave Ah Dou just now is a three-grade small pill, right?" ”

"What's wrong?"

Lingyan remembered the feeling of stroking the dog's head just now, "I found that Ah Dou's hair became quite smooth after eating Xiao Huandan." ”

Ning Junye: "......"

Ning Junye felt that he would be crazy if he continued this topic, so he asked, "You haven't answered me yet, what do you want Lin Zhe's corpse to do?" ”

Lingyan put the coffin into the space, "Help you get back the Streamer Sword Technique!" ”

……

Lin family.

Lin Zhi broke into Lin Qingsheng's house in a panic and said loudly:

"Daddy! Oh no, no! ”

Lin Qingsheng had just gotten up and dressed at this time, and when he saw Lin Zhi breaking in like this, he showed a dissatisfied look on his face.

He straightened his clothes, "I was snorting and drinking early in the morning, what a system!" Something to say slowly! ”

Lin Zhi cried: "Daddy, my Split Tassel Sword has been stolen!" ”

"What!"

Lin Qingsheng also panicked, buying the Cracked Silkworm Sword cost him most of the Lin family's net worth, if the Cracked Blade was stolen, then a lot of his 65 million taels of silver would be lost?

"What the hell is going on, you hurry up and explain it to your father!" Lin Qinsheng said sharply.

Lin Zhi said: "Last night, I was about to fall asleep with the Cracked Sword, when suddenly a fog appeared in the room and stunned me, and then my brother came in and snatched my Cracked Sword!" ”

Lin Qingsheng was furious, "This bastard boy! Didn't I lock him up and keep him under strict guard? How did that bunch of garbage get him out! ”

"Oh no, master! The guards in the young master's courtyard were all killed by the young master, and the young master was gone! ”

As soon as Lin Qingsheng finished speaking, suddenly a small guy ran in and shouted.

When Lin Qingsheng heard this, he hurriedly strode towards Lin Zhe's room.

When he walked to the door, he saw the two guards he sent to guard the courtyard lying to the ground without a blink, and they should have been stabbed to death by Lin Zhe from behind.

Lin Qingsheng walked into the house, and it was really empty.

Lin Qingsheng angrily raised his palm and smashed the table, "This bastard, stealing the Split Blade at this time, what the hell does he want to do!" ”

Just when Lin Qingsheng was furious, a subordinate came in with a letter and a wooden box.

"Master, I don't know who put these two things at the door of our Lin Mansion just now, look ......?"

Lin Qingsheng glanced at the bloody words on the envelope: The head of the Lin family opened it himself!

Lin Qingsheng hesitated for a moment before taking the letter and opening it, but the content of the letter made Lin Qingsheng's hands tremble gradually.

In disbelief, he read the only line in the letter several times before snatching the wooden box from the man's hand with a scarlet eye.

He shuddered to reveal it, and the bloody and scarred index finger inside made his pupils tremble instantly.

"Zhe'er! Zhe'er! ”

Lin Qingsheng's heart surged up and squirted out violently.

Seeing this, Mother Lin, who came with her, hurriedly came over to support him, "Master! What happened! ”

Mother Lin also saw the line on the letter at this time:

Give you seven days to think about it, seven days later, in the bamboo forest outside the city, Lin Zhe's corpse is still the Jun family's streamer sword technique, and the Lin family master chooses one!

Mother Lin's eyes turned to the box in Lin Qingsheng's hand, and when she saw the objects inside, she fainted directly.

"Madame!"

Lin Qingsheng hugged the fainted Lin Mu and shouted angrily: "Who the hell is stealing the Split Sword, kidnapping my Zhe'er, and threatening my Lin family!" Who are you! ”

Lin Qingsheng's angry shouts resounded throughout the Lin Mansion, making the entire Lin Mansion fall silent.

The next seven days.

A wooden box appears everywhere in the Lin family every day, but no one can detect where the wooden box came from and who put it.

Seven days later.

Lin Qingsheng came to the dense forest outside the city alone.