"What's the matter?"

Not long after Qin Ying drove the waiter away, a voice sounded faintly behind him.

Hearing the man's voice, Qin Ying's body subconsciously trembled violently, that kind of fear from the soul, even now he couldn't completely erase it.

He still remembered that after his brother's death, the entire Qin family fell into chaos.

In the early years, because of Qin Ming, the proud son of the sky, the children of the Qin family of all families, walked the rivers and lakes with many arrogant deeds.

But now that Huixing has fallen, the pillars of the Qin family have suddenly collapsed, and the martial arts sects that were once oppressed by the Qin family will no longer be dormant, and they have begun to settle old accounts.

The disciples of the younger generation of the Qin family were almost targeted, those with slightly better qualifications were directly crippled, and those with worse qualifications were simply killed.

The reason why he didn't kill those Qin clan's disciples with better talent was to take revenge on Qin Meng for insulting the young and proud son of their sect at the beginning.

How many young Junyan who was expected to become a grandmaster master in the future were crippled by Qin Mingsheng, or defeated the heart of martial arts, and then became a wasted person, and he couldn't get up again.

It can only be said that it is the reincarnation of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, and all kinds of causes in the world yesterday bear all kinds of fruits today.

The Qin family once faced the disaster of annihilation, and in this regard, the old people of the Qin family chose to lead the descendants of their branches to return to the mountains and forests and no longer be born.

Qin Ming's father lost his mind because of the death of his eldest son, and he went crazy all day long, and life was worse than death.

And at this moment, a person walked into the vision of the Qin family, and it was this man who they had previously regarded as a demon that gave all the Qin clan people hope for rebirth.

That person was Lu Weilou.

Lu Weilou had made a deal with Qin Meng before, although the transaction was finally disrupted by Xiang Yun, but Lu Weilou obviously didn't want to give up such a chess piece as the Qin family.

As an old martial arts family, the Qin family still has things that Lu Weilou can look up to, such as young children.

Lu Weilou told those old ancestors of the Qin family that if all the young clan disciples under the age of eighteen were sent to the Heavenly Demon Palace in the Western Regions to cultivate, he could promise that within ten years, the Qin clan would inevitably give birth to a second martial arts genius who would not lose to Qin Ming.

For the Qin family, who were already at the end of their rope, this deal was not too much.

Why don't they want to raise their eyebrows and be ashamed, even if they have to sacrifice a generation, so what, compared to the extinction of the dead race, it is just the death of some young generations, what can they do, people can still be reborn after death, and the bloodline is extinct, but there is really no chance.

In this way, more than a dozen young people of the Qin family, including Qin Ying, were sent to the Heavenly Demon Palace in the Western Regions.

Since then, this man's voice has been the most unforgettable nightmare in the hearts of all the young people of the Qin family.

Qin Ying's body stiffened and turned around, looking at the man who was dressed in a white robe and cloak, with a majestic and powerful body, almost a head taller than Qin Ying.

The sun and moon are painted on the white-robed cloak, which means that there is a lot of light, and the Heavenly Demon Palace once boasted of the Great Light Palace, but after the events of that year, the word light was never mentioned again.

"Palace Master. Qin Ying clenched his fists and spoke respectfully.

Lu Weilou has a very three-dimensional facial features, and his eye sockets are deeply sunken, giving people a sense of profundity. There is a lot of difference in appearance from the average people in the Central Plains.

"You don't seem to have done all the things your brother told you. Lu Weilou's voice was a little low, but it didn't seem to be questioning him, his tone was as cold as emotionless.

A look of pain appeared in Qin Ying's eyes: "I don't understand why he did this?"

"Do you need to understand?" Lu Weilou asked rhetorically: "Does your brother want you to understand the love between the dog man and woman? He wants you to take revenge, do you understand the word revenge?"

Qin Ying clenched his fists violently, but finally slowly let go, he had never felt that he was so unable to bring murderous intent to someone.

Thinking of the beautiful woman whose face had been cut off in half, his heart couldn't help but ache.

The Cave Soul Bead on his chest still slowly exuded a cool breath, as if telling him to stick to his true heart.

"Qin Ying, you have disappointed me a little. The white-robed man slowly carried his hands away, and his figure turned out of the window: "Your martial arts are no longer lost to Qin Ming, and it can even be said that you have surpassed his peak era, but you don't dare to use your sword against Xiang Yun." ”

"It's not that you don't dare!" Qin Ying almost subconsciously retorted, as if if if he admitted that he didn't dare, he would have betrayed his brother.

"Is that unwilling?" Lu Weilou was aggressive.

Qin Ying lowered his head, his teeth clenched so tightly that he didn't notice that there was blood flowing out.

"Life and death, I thought you had already seen through it in the Shura Killing Ground. ”

When he heard the five words of Shura Killing Field, Qin Ying's body couldn't help but swing, as if he had disappeared into a boundless and terrifying dream.

A group of thinly dressed children with rusty bronze and iron weapons in their hands are constantly fighting, and they must kill their opponents every day to have a chance to live to see the next day's sun.

Every day, new people I don't know join this kind of fight, and every day there are familiar or unfamiliar faces falling in front of me.

Qin Ying's hand holding the sword trembled violently, almost unable to hold the hero sword in his hand.

In that place of true cultivation, Qin Ying killed six brothers who were from the same clan as him.

Sometimes Qin Ying always wonders, compared to those who die under his own sword, shouldn't he be the biggest loser.

Their pain is only for a moment, but their pain is eternal, endless, day and night, haunting their hearts, and sometimes they even need to take Blissan to get through.

Lu Weilou looked at Qin Ying's appearance, but he was not angry, but smiled with relief, he walked over and patted Qin Ying's shoulder gently: "Do what you have to do, everything is over, it is to pass through hell and lead to bliss." ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Ying, who was still trembling, suddenly calmed down, his eyes were radiant, and there was no trace of emotion.

"Bliss, bliss,......" he muttered, as if he had lost his mind.

Lu Weilou glanced at the heroic sword in Qin Ying's hand and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

It was impossible for the world to have imagined that the heroic sword, which prided itself on its righteousness, would one day become the belonging of their Heavenly Demon Palace along with the sword master.

"It's a pity, if it weren't for the fact that only the Qin family's bloodline could induce the awe-inspiring aura in the heroic sword to the extreme, I would have saved a lot of Bliss and cultivated a more obedient dead swordsman, so why bother with you all these troubles. Speaking of this, Lu Weilou suddenly smiled again: "But it seems like this, it will be more interesting." ”