Li Mingshan's sad and indignant eyes were more desperate, Li Xian is his only son, he has no mother since he was a child, this child has to have three longs and two shorts, he is dead, and it is difficult to see his mother in the underworld.

Li Mingshan has thought about what he can do, and it seems that nothing is useless.

The potential shame of the family's decline is now more important than ever.

Li Mingtong, the head of the family, still has a bit of the demeanor of the head of the family, and has the courage to say a few words.

In the past hundred years, the Beiyang Dynasty has been peaceful all over the world, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the strict laws can ensure that the justice of most people in this country is served.

He didn't believe that this Ouchi Yipin sword guard who came with the emperor's order really reached the point of lawlessness and indiscriminate killing of innocents.

"My lord, what I said is true, I don't dare to say half a lie, and I don't dare to use the lives of hundreds of people in the Li family to hit a stone with an egg, and offend your majesty. Even if all the people here are dead, I still say that the ancestral things of the Li family are the ones that I showed you today, and there is nothing else. will not deceive you, and in the end you will end up in a ruined situation. ”

Perhaps in the thinking of a royal high-ranking eagle dog like Wan Gyu, who kills people as simply as eating and sleeping, there are no words of sympathy and compassion.

Li Mingtong tried to use his worthless and weightless words that he thought were tearful, as if there was nothing in Wan Gui's murderous and strange eyes.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was against Li Mingtong: "I'll give you one last chance." ”

It's not that Wan Gui, a master who is both true and false, and doesn't know where it came from, gave birth to the benevolence of a woman.

The shot just now was originally a temptation, and the reaction of these powerless Li family members could not escape his eyes.

Perfunctory, hidden, and deceitful, none of them showed the slightest hint of weakness under the huge pressure of death by Li Mingtong, the head of the Li family.

That can't be acted, and it can't be pretended.

100% is the most natural and true performance of Li Mingtong.

Wan Gyu knew it in his heart.

There is no point in continuing to do it, or even killing people.

"My lord, I am telling the truth......"

The impatient Wan Gui withdrew his long sword, picked up the fake jade flute on the ground, and threw it to Li Mingshan, who was closer to him: "I will investigate whether it is true or false." ”

"I ......" stretched out his hand, and Li Mingshan, who couldn't speak, didn't know whether it was sad or happy, and he didn't know what kind of tragic scene the fate of the Li family ended.

Perhaps out of instinct, seeing this fake Wan Gui has the meaning of Mingjin to withdraw his troops, and grateful for Li Mingshan's meticulous "fatherly love" these days, Li Xian walked over a few steps and helped Li Mingshan, who was almost unable to stand.

Li Mingshan picked up the jade flute, and was about to speak, but was snatched away by Li Xian: "Dad, when is it, don't care." ”

"In the final analysis, it is also the ancestral heirloom of the Li family, even if it is fake, it is also left by the ancestors......" Li Mingshan took a lot of effort to understand this sentence.

A bunch of meaningless words, Wan Gyu listened irritably and ignored them.

But as soon as he took a few steps, a flickering light came from the jade flute, which made Wan Gui turn back suddenly, and frightened Li Xian's hand into falling to the ground.

A fake jade flute, Li Xian didn't take it to heart, he just hoped that this plague god could leave as soon as possible and return the Li family to peace.

But the dazzling light just now, as long as his eyes are not blind, he can see it, he subconsciously began to feel that this jade flute is very strange, and he just wanted to reach out to get it, but was stopped by Wan Gui who came over.

"Don't move. Wan Gyu squatted down, close to the stinky kid in front of him.

With eyes that were enough to make a little doll cry and make an adult's liver tremble, Li Xian, who was about to take the jade flute, pushed back, and reached out to get the jade flute on the ground that had a strange appearance and was judged by him to be fake.

Perhaps this was the most incomprehensible scene Wan Gui had ever seen in his life, and before he could touch the jade flute on the ground, an uncontrollable and powerful coercion burst into an instant.

With decades of strength as support, he still ended up with his butt landing on the ground outside the Li Family Ancestral Hall more than ten meters away, and his internal organs turned over the river and the sea.

The thunderous scene on the flat ground stunned everyone present.

Are the ancestors blessed?

Even the descendants of the Li family, no matter how fanatical they are, can't believe that the old ancestor, who has been dead for thousands of years, will protect the comfort of the descendants of the Li family after a thousand years.

Jade flute?

Wan Gyu said that it was fake, a mediocre thing, and it definitely would not have such power.

If it is really so powerful, why did the Li family fall to this point.

Everyone thought of Li Xian, who was also incredible at this time.

Li Xian looked at each other, looked at the dozen or so Li family members in the house, and then looked outside the door with a frightened face, and just got up and didn't know whether it was Wan Gui who was advancing or retreating.

He didn't know anything, he could only be sure that the jade flute was weird, and it was a big weirdness.

Outside the door, Wan Gyu did not stop, turned around and left, disappearing into the vast night.

Whether it is a master in the shadows, or the weird jade flute, or the mysterious Li family ancestral hall is strange, the sudden blow that can make him have no reaction and counterattack power under one blow makes Wan Gui know that if he continues to entangle, there will be no result, and he will have to worry about his life.

An ordinary jade flute that has been handed down from the ancestors, perhaps for thousands of years, and no one has ever found anything abnormal, will naturally not be considered the number one hero by these Li family members who have survived the catastrophe.

In an instant, it was inconceivable that a master of the Beiyang Dynasty had no power to parry.

Such speculation is untenable from any point of view.

The only thing that made the dozen or so people of the Li family suspicious was Li Xian, who looked up and down with the jade flute at this time, and didn't seem to feel scared at all.

This somewhat audacious speculation made these people look at each other and shake their heads at the very beginning of such a thought.

No one knows this little young master who doesn't have much presence in the Li family better than them, and the father who knows his son Mo Ruo's father is on the scene, and no one knows this son's strength and temperament better than Li Mingshan.

Li Mingshan's wry smile can be regarded as the greatest denial of these tacit speculations.

Or even to say that it is absolutely impossible.

Even if Li Xian said for the first time that he wanted to bring this jade flute back, no one had any objections, it was no longer something that the Li family should care about, and no one cared about the ancestral things that had never given the Li family any help.

This night, the Li family was brightly lit.

Wan Gui, the impermanence of the devil, will continue to come back, the Li family has also discussed, they are behaving properly, sitting upright, they can't escape, they can't run, and they don't have the capital to fight hard, maybe all they can do is to resign themselves to fate.

In the chaotic Qingyang City, demons are rampant, and the haze of beasts has not yet dissipated, and there may not be the safety of the Li family outside.

Perhaps no one imagined that this sleepless night would not end so easily.

Near midnight, the most serious upheaval since the beast went mad broke out in Qingyang City.

Countless beasts appeared in the streets and alleys, and demon beasts that had never been to Qingyang City also began to wreak havoc in Qingyang City on a large scale.

The master of the sect, together with the master of Ouchi sent by the Beiyang Dynasty, with the cooperation of the county guard of Qingyang City, fought a bloody battle all night, at the cost of thousands of casualties, and finally won a temporary victory at dawn.

Such a serious incident was quickly transmitted back to the capital of the Beiyang Dynasty, and the emperor ordered a thorough investigation, and the masters of all walks of life were preparing to completely solve what happened in Qingyang City.

The top sect Liuyun Sect was exhausted after receiving the request of the Beiyang Dynasty, and dozens of the most proud disciples were about to arrive in Qingyang City in the near future.

The door of the Li family was closed overnight, and apart from the death of a few people, the loss was not too great.

There are two things that make them puzzled, so that the entire Li family does not have the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Last night, they saw with their own eyes the violence and ferocity of Wan Gui in the Li family, but at the critical moment when the whole city was in crisis, they did not see the shadow of this master of the Beiyang Dynasty.

He came with the emperor's order, and he disappeared at the critical moment, and he was seriously derelict in his duties, how strange it was.

Li Xian's sudden disappearance, no one alive or dead, has become another sad thing that makes the Li family sit and lie down and can't figure it out.