"The seven branches of my Wang family suffered a catastrophe, and the responsibility lies with me, but if you say that the culprit is ...... Actually, it's ...... Little Brother Seven Feathers, do you know what this is?"

It was a small and delicate white text tablet, with a golden glimmer all around it, and it looked very extraordinary.

Ling Qiyu shook his head.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't listen, I don't listen. ”

Just kidding, you can't take this stubble, this is obviously the rhythm of forcibly sending the task!

Don't think about entrusting this thing to me, I've been forcibly stuffed with a task once, but don't make it more difficult for me, okay, for this, your Wang family has been wiped out!

Come to your Wang's house and trigger two side quests for me.

It's annoying!

Besides, why do you trust me so much!

"Little Brother Qiyu, for this thing, my Wang family's monks have died tragically......"

"Alright, don't talk about it. ”

Ling Qiyu interrupted Wang Shuangshi's words and said, "Since this thing is so valuable, you just keep it, are you an idiot, don't you know that the treasure is moving? What if I am a bad person? Quickly, put it away, don't let me see it, otherwise I will rob you." ”

Wang Shuangshi was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his pale face and said, "Brother Xiao Qiyu doesn't need to rob it, this thing is for you." ”

"Don't! I don't want to!" Ling Qiyu was shocked, he was really afraid of something, I said so, you still want to make trouble for me, why don't you have any eyesight!

"It's too late, little brother, I have already taken the initiative to disconnect with the Xuangong Monument, and there is no way to become its owner anymore, and the descendants of my Wang family can't keep it, so it belongs to you. As Wang Shuangshi spoke, he raised his hand to sacrifice the text tablet and threw it at Ling Qiyu.

Ling Qiyu: ???

What about playing!?

You can't understand people, don't you? Damn, you monks have a problem with your brains, don't you? Obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Want to throw the pot at me?

I don't take it!

Ling Qiyu turned sideways, dodging the flight trajectory of the text tablet, and just wanted to laugh at himself, who knew that the text tablet actually turned around in mid-air, and suddenly disappeared into Ling Qiyu's chest.

“...... Where's this Nima pit daddy?"

Ling Qiyu touched his chest speechlessly, it's over, this task has been forcibly accepted.

The Xuangong Monument is the largest creation place in the Qingtian Continent, the entry key to the Xuanshen Palace, and it is also a magic weapon that can infinitely increase its power!

Thirty-seven years later, the Xuanshen Palace is in the world, and those who hold the Xuangong stele can enter it to obtain the creation, and the people are in the stele, and the people are destroyed and destroyed.

"Haha...... Little brother, it seems that it is the will of God, the Xuangong Tablet automatically recognizes the owner, Wang is the first time to see it, this perennial boulder in his heart can be regarded as falling, and he can die with peace of mind. Wang Shuangshi's hands trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and pointed behind Ling Qiyu, "Those children, please leave it to the little brother...... The location of the clan...... Azusa Maple Mountain ...... Cloud Valley ...... Poof......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the expression of Wang Shuangshi's eyes gradually dimmed, and his raised arm fell down.

"Hey!" Ling Qiyu rushed forward, hurriedly picked up Wang Shuangshi's body, and streams of spiritual energy entered his body, only to find that his body couldn't lock the spiritual energy at all, and kept leaking outward, "I, Nima, self-destruct the spiritual root and cut off the meridians?!Do you want to be so ruthless? Why do you have to kill yourself? Your Wang family's vengeance, you don't plan to take revenge?!"

Wang Shuangshi shook his head and said, "I have no hope for revenge...... Seven Feather Brothers...... I'm running out of time...... Please help me get the little ones in, I still have something to explain to them......"

Ling Qiyu took out an elixir from the storage ring and wanted to stuff it into Wang Shuangshi's mouth, but he stopped him and said, "Don't bother to save me, I'm like this, I'm a waste person even if I save it, and I can't escape death, why can't the little brother fulfill me?"

"Why do you have to die? Is your life so cheap? Eat it! Live on!"

"It's not that I have to die...... But I have to die...... Brother Seven Feathers, I'm really running out of time...... Please...... I'd also like to take another look at the kids...... I still want to finish my words...... Don't let me die blindly!cough cough cough ......."

With a violent cough, Wang Shuangshi spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Ling Qiyu was so anxious that he couldn't care if he wanted to, so he opened Wang Shuangshi's mouth and directly sent the pill in.

When the pill enters the abdomen, the medicinal power is exerted instantly.

Wang Shuangshi's breath gradually stabilized, getting stronger and stronger, his life was saved, and the self-destructive meridians in his body began to be repaired slowly, but the destroyed spiritual root could no longer be restored.

"Alright, now that you have time, I'll call someone for you, damn it...... What the hell is this!"

Ling Qiyu threw down these words, got up and left angrily, and called a group of little girls into the hall, he didn't want to get involved in other people's housework anymore, and came to the cobweb-covered area of the courtyard alone.

Peeling open the cocoons, the monks inside were covered in black and purple, and they had completely lost their breath.

It seems that the big spider is really poisonous.

"Done evil deeds...... Sure enough, it has to be repaid...... You're eating your own eyes, aren't you? Hey, you're all right...... Unlike me, I was still in pain before I died...... Do you understand the tearing pain?"

"In my previous life, I did so many evil things that I no longer felt that what I had done was evil. At that time, there were clear legal standards for the definition of good and evil, and killing people, whether they were good or bad, was evil...... This world is very good, good is good, evil is evil...... I loved ......"

Ling Qiyu muttered to himself at several corpses, and at the same time operated the vector to operate the supernatural power, transforming the aura into flames, and spewing out several lines of fire from his hands, burning these corpses, which could be regarded as cremation for them.

The flames transformed by vector manipulation were just ordinary ordinary fires, and it took a lot of time to burn the monk's body, and it took about a stick of incense to burn the flesh and blood of several corpses.

As for the bones, it seems that it is difficult to burn.

Ling Qiyu was helpless, if he hadn't had nothing to do, he wouldn't have bothered to do this, but he had done everything, so he simply finished it.

He dug another hole, kicked several bones and the corpses of large spiders into it, buried them in the earth, and trampled them with his feet, and the funeral was completed.

Now I really have nothing to do, and I don't know what the eldest brother of the Wang family said to the little girls in the hall, those little girls were crying to death, but fortunately they didn't get involved.

Waiting boredly, Ling Qiyu casually took out a top-grade spirit stone and began to feed the Great Scientist Core, and by the way, he also ran the exercises himself, and practiced for a while.

After scrapping about three top-grade spirit stones, a burst of painful cries came into Ling Qiyu's ears:

"Uncle, don't die, Uncle!"

"No! don't leave Xiaowan behind!"

"Uncle, Li'er don't leave you......!

Bang!

A knock on the door came out, and I saw a group of little girls with pear blossoms and rain flying over, grabbing Ling Qiyu's shirt and begging: "Please, please save Uncle!"

"You're a cultivator, you must be able to save Uncle, right?"

"Please, don't let Uncle die....... Xiao Ying doesn't want Uncle to die......"

Ling Qiyu: ???

What's wrong with this?

Obviously gave Wang Shuangshi a high-grade healing pill before, it stands to reason that he can't die, even if he can die, it is impossible to die so quickly!

Ling Qiyu followed the little girls into the hall, and was immediately stunned, only to see that Wang Shuangshi fell in a pool of blood, a long sword fell beside him, and there was a deep fatal wound on his neck.

"You're pulling out your sword and killing yourself, you!! why are you committing suicide again, you !! I don't believe it!!"

Ling Qiyu saw that Wang Shuangshi hadn't completely lost his breath, so he immediately stepped forward and took out the pill and was about to stuff it into his mouth!

But who knows, that Wang Shuangshi didn't know where the strength came from, seeing that Ling Qiyu was going to save him again, his head tilted suddenly, with a click, his entire neck was broken, and he immediately lost his breath, and he was completely dead.

Ling Qiyu: ......

"Uncle!! woo woo ......"

"No !!"

"Wow......"

The girls suddenly cried earth-shatteringly.

Ling Qiyu was at a loss.

How can this be persuaded?

What to do?

I want to cry too!

That bastard has to die, he can't stop it, what can I do?!