On the outstretched hand, a jade wrench was placed on the thumb. Tang Shaowei's eyes were split, this wrench was clearly the jade spirit wrench he gave to his son Tang Sanbai last year for self-defense.

So who is lying down here, it goes without saying.

"Sanbai!" Tang Shaowei threw himself on the broken bricks and tiles like crazy, and even forgot his monk's ability, and dug it up directly with his bare hands. His long nails were broken, and blood flowed from them, and he didn't feel pain.

The spiritual power of the monks' cultivation usually relies too much on spells, magic weapons, or talismans, except for monks who follow the path of physical cultivation like Yuan Xuan and An Xian, who will pay attention to physical training, and almost no monks are willing to waste time and energy on strong flesh. In their opinion, anyway, when they ascend, they will reshape their physical bodies, and what difference does it make if they don't exercise. So the monk's body is their greatest weakness.

In the middle of the broken bricks and tiles, Tang San's white clothes were covered with black mud marks, Jun's face was covered with blood, and a tile was coincidentally poking at his temple.

Tang Shaowei didn't dare to touch the tile, and desperately infused the aura in his body into Tang Sanbai's body, while shouting Tang Sanbai's name loudly: "Sanbai, wake up, wake up." ”

It was about the effect of the input aura, and for a long time, Tang Sanbai opened his eyelids tremblingly, his eyes were blank, and he shouted angrily: "Dad, mother......" As soon as his head tilted, there was no more sound.

He just heard a noise outside, and thought that lying in bed was boring. I still have to listen to his mother's repeated chatter, so I might as well sneak out and see what happened. Who would have thought that it was really a disaster from the sky, and he stepped out of the threshold and was buried under the bricks and tiles that split his head and covered his face.

"Son!" He Wenxiang, who was one step behind, happened to see the scene of her beloved son dying of breath, and her heart and lungs were broken, and her heart was in pain. Stumbled out of the door, fell on Tang Sanbai, crying and shouting, one after another heartbroken calls, it was really a cry for the hearer.

Tang Sanbai's body gradually stiffened, He Wenxiang wiped his tears, staggered to his feet, and looked at the people around him fiercely, like an endangered beast: "Who? Who killed my son?"

The culprit had already jumped off the roof, looking at Tang Sanbai, who had lost his breath of life, in a daze, and couldn't believe that this young man, who was smiling in front of her a day ago, was killed by his own hands.

Whether he set up a trick to deceive her or not, he didn't cause any harm to her, let alone be sorry for her. That is to say, she killed an innocent person, whether she was intentional or unintentional, this is an irrefutable fact.

Therefore, when He Wenxiang shouted for the murderer's life, she stood there stupidly and said in a daze: "I didn't know he came out of it." ”

"I'll kill you. He Wenxiang didn't care what she said, what reason she had, she only knew that her only son was killed by the little slut in front of her, she couldn't let her son die in vain, and she couldn't let her son go alone on the Huangquan Road.

He Wenxiang roared like a beast and pounced, Lu Mi flashed his head, and only when her cold hand touched her neck did she react, and hurriedly took a step back. But she still couldn't avoid it all, He Wenxiang's long and sharp nails left three deep blood marks behind her ears and on her neck, and she was drenched in blood.

How could Tang Shaowei only watch his wife avenge his son, he shouted, took out a long sword with a shining spirit, jumped up, and cut off Lu Qiyi's back road.

There was a burning pain in Lu Mi's neck, and before he could cover it with his hands, he felt a gust of cold wind behind him, full of murderous intent. Hurriedly rushed forward in embarrassment, and the whole person lay face down on the ground, and rolled on the spot again, dodging He Wenxiang's attack again.

Tang Shaowei and He Wenxiang were angry and joined forces to attack the killer, and the moves were like a storm without the slightest gap. This made it very difficult for Lu Mi to dodge, and he couldn't even find a chance to fight back.

Just before the next wave of attacks from their husband and wife arrived, Meng Yigong and Meng Xingyi finally came back to their senses and both jumped into the battle circle. One person blocked Tang Shaowei, and the other stopped He Wenxiang.

"Lu Daoyou, are you okay. Although Meng Xingyi's skills are far away from others, it is more than enough to block He Wenxiang, and he can also have the energy to care about Lu Mi's situation.

Lu Qiyi, who got up from the ground in embarrassment, was frightened, cold sweat was dripping on his back, and he felt like he was living for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and when he heard Meng Xingyi's concerned question, his heart warmed, and said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem." ”

It's the hot pain from the back of the ear to the neck, and after a while, it's so numb that it feels cold like frost and snow, and it's probably not just about breaking the skin. She couldn't see the wound herself, but everyone else could see it clearly, the three hideous and terrifying wounds were no longer bright red at the moment, but jet black, and even the skin around them was also blue and black, and there was a tendency to exaggerate.

On the crowded street, there were no pedestrians at this time, and the passers-by who were afraid of being hit by the pond fish fled in a hurry after Tang Shaowei's coercion was withdrawn. I couldn't run far, so I hid in a nearby shop, secretly praying that the people without the wind door would come quickly.

Only the window of the upstairs of the teahouse opposite Zhennixuan was ajar, and a young man dressed in black was leisurely drinking tea, as if the strife in the outside world was nothing more than a breeze to him.

There were other tea customers in the teahouse, secretly looking out of the half-open windows, and some bold people were still quietly talking.

"I heard that the spicy rose proprietress has hidden in her nails the powder developed by the top-grade Sanxiang flower, which is the most powerful poison, as long as she catches the people all die, and the death is very ugly. ”

"Yes, yes, I've also heard that ten years ago, there was a monk who was caught by her, and within three days he had scorched skin and rotten flesh, and died tragically outside the city. ”

Sanxiang flower is a well-known poisonous flower on Yuanzhou, and it is said that during the battle of immortals and demons, a witch who was good at poison vomited blood before death. When the flowers bloom, they are extremely gorgeous, but they are the most incurable poison in the world.

These people who spoke were also monks with some knowledge, and the real mortals had long since hid under the table with their heads in their hands and recited "Jade Emperor" and "Buddha".

"It's impossible, how difficult it is to find Sanxiang flowers, isn't it recorded in the "Book of Hundred Herbs" that this flower is rare for a thousand years?"

"What kind of person is He Wenxiang's father, he is the chief steward of the unharmed building. When encountering this kind of good goods, as long as you scrape a thin layer of skin, even if the sesame seeds are bigger, it is enough for He Wenxiang to last a lifetime. ”

The black-clothed man who was sitting there drinking tea paused slightly when he heard them say Sanxiang Flower, and his dark eyes looked at Lu Qiqi below and suddenly became extremely cold. The cup in his hand, the steaming tea in it, suddenly lost its heat and condensed into ice cubes.

"Providence!" the man in black muttered a word, and suddenly disappeared from his seat.

The people in the teahouse didn't realize that there was suddenly one less person here, and they were still talking.

Meng Yiji downstairs was not as easy as Meng Xingyi, and he only barely held back Tang Shaowei's footsteps, but it was only a matter of time before he fell under Tang Shaowei.

"Stop!" With a loud shout, the four people in the fight were forcibly separated by an external force, and two figures fell from the sky and inserted between the two sides.