Simon was helplessly carried down quickly, and at this time he could not even breathe, and the skin of his whole body was shriveled down, as if he had been sucked away by something. Looking at Ximenqing again, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, although his forehead was sweaty, the light in his eyes flickered, as if he was ......

It's a pity that no one in the Ximen family noticed this at all, and these people who saw Ximen Qing using the Heavenly Dragon Eight Needles on the side were all eager to try, ready to practice this heaven-level Heavenly Dragon Eight Needles.

Especially Ximen Ruthless, he originally knew very well about the technique of golden needle acupuncture, and he was the closest just now, and he should feel the deepest for the first needle of the Eight Needles of Tianlong.

However, he is very deep.

Soon came to Ximen Qing's side and said in a low voice: "Xiaoqing, just now Ximen had no choice but to sow discord, so don't leave." ”

Ximen Qing sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it, but said coldly: "Now, I still have things, don't worry, I will hand over the remaining Tianlong Eight Needles to the Ximen family." ”

Ximen nodded ruthlessly, and he said cautiously: "Then Xiaoqing, where are you going to go? Second Grandpa will go to clean up for you." ”

Ximen Qing said lightly: "Jing family." ”

Yes!

Simon ruthless's eyes were surprised and delighted, but then he said: "It's never safe for you to go by yourself, so I'll send someone to go with you! ”

However, Ximen Qing sneered and said, "Do you want to deal with the Jing family, or are you afraid that if I die there, I won't get the rest of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Needles." ”

Simon was ruthlessly speechless by this passage.

Ximenqing just said coldly: "Prepare the iron car." ”

The car was quickly ready.

Simon ruthlessly led most of the Simon family to the door, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.

Ximen Qing got into the car and said lightly: "Go to Jing's house." ”

The voice did not fall.

A person opened the car door and sat beside him, Ximenqing's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Ximen Yayu!

The only person he won't reprimand.

Ximenqing frowned, and finally didn't speak, just sat quietly in the car.

Soon, the car came to the villa group in the west of the square city, and the car drove up the mountain road, with big trees on both sides, and green leaves on both sides were opening, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Ximenqing suddenly said, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

Ximen Yayu's face was gloomy: "What do you mean?"

Ximen Qing smiled slightly: "It's very simple, we weren't together in our last life, so God gave us the opportunity to be together in this life." ”

Ximen Yayu's face was not good, and she snorted coldly: "Ximen Qing, don't forget, even if you leave the Ximen family." I'm still your aunt, and you can't be so unscrupulous. ”

"So you're stupid!"

Ximen Qing shook his head, and then continued: "The Ximen family is self-contained, and as the Guwu family has lost the Eight Needles of the Heavenly Dragon for thousands of years, it is impossible to regain its strength, I left the Ximen family mainly to be at ease, but more so." ”

He smiled, and then said something very shameless.

"With me and a woman, it's actually just a very easy thing to create another family. ”

Maybe it was because Ximen Yayu's expression was too ugly, Ximen Qing hurriedly said: "Don't worry, since this world is monogamous, I will only marry you, even if it is a woman named Wu Mei, I will give her status at most, and I won't give her a name." ”

After hearing these flowers, Ximen Yayu gritted her teeth angrily, and her face was full of anger.

If it weren't for her second uncle Ximen ruthlessly entrusting her to protect Ximen Qing, she would have hacked this unruly guy to death a long time ago.

The mandarin duck knife Ximen Yayu is not in vain.

Seeing that Ximen Yayu was puffed up and stopped talking.

Ximen Qing couldn't say anything, but he sang eighteen touches.

Ay!

Younger sister!

......

After another half hour, the car stopped.

At the door is a manor.

Ximenqing got out of the car, came to the gate of the manor, looked at the huge iron fence, and said lightly: "Open the door." ”

Two guards at the door pointed at him and shouted, "You are blind, you don't know that this is the Jing family's place, and you don't want me to get out of here." ”

"It's just two watchdogs!"

Ximen Qing looked at the two of them with disdain, and said lightly: "Okay! I'll tell you the truth, in fact, the child in Jing Wushuang's belly is mine, I'm going to talk to her about this now, if you really don't let me in, then we can go." ”

The two guards were still very arrogant, and their faces changed greatly after hearing these words.

They knew Jing Wushuang's identity in the entire Jing family, and this man was actually ......

One of the guards quickly walked into the guard's room to inform the people inside, and the rest of the guards stared at him cautiously, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

In just five or six minutes, a car came quickly from a distance.

The car door opened, and Jing Wushuang walked out of it, and said angrily: "Who is talking nonsense there......

Halfway through the conversation.

She was fixed there, and pointed at Ximen Qing with a pale face: "Why are you here?"

Ximen Qing smiled and said, "I'll come and see our children." ”

Jing Wushuang's eyes were red, and he pointed at Ximen Qing and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, someone will kill him for me." ”

Some people from the Jing family suddenly rushed up and prepared to deal with Ximenqing.

However, before Ximen Qing could say anything, Ximen Yayu had already blocked in front of him, and said coldly: "Which of you dares to come up." ”

Jing Wushuang hated Ximen Qing to death at this time, and his figure had already rushed over in a flash, but at this moment, a middle-aged man didn't know when he appeared, grabbed Jing Wushuang's heart with his right hand, and threw her back.

Almost at the same time.

A red blade flickered suddenly, and even cut the air into a faint crack, if Jing Wushuang rushed over. With this knife alone, she had already been disemboweled and died.

Ximen Yayu stood there quietly, her lips pursed like a sword, her eyebrows were cold, and her eyes were shining.

In her hand, she held a short sharp knife, the blade of which was crimson, like a transparent red crystal. The sun shone down, as if rippling a piece of red, the handle of the knife was short, and it was not exposed in Ximen Yayu's hand, and just now at the moment of swinging the knife, there was even a brilliant red light.

Jing Wushuang was also a little afraid in his heart, and the middle-aged man beside him said coldly: "The red sleeve knife, the blade is like blood, the blade is stained with blood, the more blood, the redder the blade, above the ancient martial arts weapons in the world, ranking ninety-second, and the red sleeve knife method is said to be the heirloom knife technique of the Lingnan clan." It's a pity that more than ten years ago, the Lingnan clan was wiped out, and the red sleeve knife disappeared since then, but I didn't expect it to appear here. ”

Ximen Yayu looked at the other party coldly, the battle intent in his eyes was monstrous, and the blade pointed out: "You can be willing to fight!"