Uncle Mao's hand shook, took out a soft whip from his waist, and looked around vigilantly.

"Someone, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out for me. ”

It was quiet, there was no one around, only the sound of insects chirping at the end of summer.

"Ahem, Uncle Mao, I... We won't... You won't encounter ghosts. ”

Wang Ao looked at the black wilderness, listening to all kinds of strange cries, and his teeth were chattering with fright.

"Smack"

As soon as Wang Ao's voice fell, he was slapped heavily on the face, his face quickly swollen, and he opened his mouth to spit out a few teeth.

"Ah, ghost, Uncle Mao, there is... There are ghosts, there are ghosts. ”

Uncle Mao was also taken aback, and the soft whip in his hand whipped towards Wang Ao's side, but there was nothing, but it still made him feel a fluctuation in the air.

People are born with a fear of what they don't understand.

Wang Ao was even more frightened that his crotch was wet, his two eyes looked at the dark place in horror, his teeth were chattering, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Qin Feng just wanted to torture Wang Ao fiercely, he couldn't let him die too easily, he forced Shi Qing to jump off the building at night, if he hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Otherwise, Qin Feng couldn't quench the anger in his heart.

"You injured Xue Qing and Luo Xiaoji. ”

Accompanied by gusts of yin wind, Qin Feng's cold voice sounded in the air again.

Uncle Mao was stunned for a moment, and immediately a shocked expression appeared on his face, because he remembered someone.

"You are Qin Feng. ”

"You're smart, but it's a pity that you've chosen to be my enemy. ”

Uncle Mao came back from the shock and knew that it was Qin Feng, his fear was reduced a lot, and he was not as scared as he was just now when he looked around.

Suddenly, a strong wind struck him, and the soft whip in his hand was immediately whipped over.

With a "snap", Uncle Mao found that the soft whip in his hand was light, and there was actually one section missing, and he couldn't help but be surprised, his soft whip was made of alloy through a special process, and the stone could be split with a soft whip, but it was easily cut off by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng also wanted to try the magic weapon fish intestine sword that he had just gotten. How powerful it is, I didn't expect that there was no pressure at all to cut off the soft whip, and I was overjoyed.

When Uncle Mao checked the soft whip, Qin Feng's figure suddenly appeared five meters in front of the two.

"Ahhh......h

Although Wang Ao heard the conversation between the two people, he was shocked, and suddenly saw a figure out of thin air, and he was also frightened.

Wang Ao's screams startled Uncle Mao, and he almost kicked him in anger.

"You are Qin Feng, your kung fu is very weird, which sect is it. ”

Uncle Mao saw Qin Feng's figure and wanted to find out his details.

"Don't ask so much, I'm here to kill. ”

After Qin Feng finished speaking, there was suddenly an extra short sword in his hand.

"Snort"

A sword slashed out, the strong wind howled, cutting through the void, and the fierce sword qi went straight to Uncle Mao.

"Sword Qi. ”

Uncle Mao was shocked, knowing that there was already no life tonight, and the sword qi represented the master of transforming the strength of the internal qi and the external release.

In fact, Uncle Mao really thought too much, Qin Feng used a cultivation sword technique that he had accidentally obtained in the cultivation realm with true qi, the Wind and Rain Sword Technique.

Sword skill is a sword move that requires a specific true qi operation method to be performed, and when the real sword skill is displayed, the wind and clouds change color, and it is extremely domineering.

Today's Qin Feng can only show his skin.

The Wind and Rain Sword Technique is divided into three layers, Wind and Rain, and Wind and Rain.

Now Qin Feng is using the Wind Sword Technique.

The sword qi emitted from the tip of the sword, just like the wind blade technique emitted by Qin Feng, was like a gust of wind blowing, shadowless and invisible, extremely fast.

Seeing Uncle Mao dodge this sword with the most embarrassed lazy donkey rolling, a long ravine immediately appeared on the ground behind him.

Qin Feng's sword blade turned, and another sword qi slashed out.

In the face of the master of transforming strength, Uncle Mao had already lost his fighting spirit, and he was just instinctively dodging just now, when the second sword qi came, he didn't move, he was already pale and waiting for death, knowing that he couldn't run, why waste his strength.

The sharp sword qi pierced the void and directly split Uncle Mao in half, splashing blood, and Wang Ao next to him happened to see this scene.

His eyes widened in fright, and he fell to the ground without even screaming.

Qin Feng's divine sense swept away, and he actually found that this arrogant son-in-law was actually scared to death like this.

......

Yanjing, morning.

A middle-aged man with a strong aura and a majestic temperament was in the living room of a luxury villa at this time, watching a piece of news.

"A Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle on a certain highway, because of speeding caused the car to lose control, rushed out of the high-speed guardrail, violently rolled and hit a big rock, causing fuel leakage, a large explosion, four people in the car, no life survived. ”

Looking at this news, the middle-aged man looked sad, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden, because his son Wang Ao was in the car where the accident occurred.

Even if he is the head of the Wang family, one of the seven major families in China, he is powerless when his son dies, and no one can understand the grief of his old man.

This middle-aged man is Wang Ao's father, Wang Yongyuan, and a ministerial-level senior official in Huaxia.

There were seven or eight other people in the villa, and four of them were kneeling on the ground at this time, with a nervous and uneasy expression, and they were the other four bodyguards of Wang Ao.

"The head of the family, I think the death of the eldest young master is not so simple, no matter how coincidental it is, there will be a flat tire in both cars, and there is He Mao, a master who is about to be in the late stage of Ming Jin, in the car, it is impossible not to have the opportunity to take the eldest young master out of the car, I think there is something strange about this matter, I have asked people to investigate carefully." ”

A burly middle-aged man analyzed on the side, he was Wang Jiandong, the chief butler of the Wang family, who had been following Wang Yongyuan for more than 20 years, and was still a martial artist in the early stage of Ming Jin.

"Check it for me, if I know who is plotting to harm my son, I will let him live better than die, and bury the whole family together. ”

Wang Yongyuan's eyes were red at this time, and he shouted through gritted teeth.

"And the cheap girl of the Shi family, Ao'er went to Linjiang City because of her, otherwise there would be no accident, and the Shi family and the cheap girl must not be let go. ”

A cold and vicious voice came, and a white and fat middle-aged woman appeared at the staircase on the second floor, her slender Danfeng eyes were already swollen with crying, and her eyes were full of sadness and viciousness.

"I've seen the wife of the housekeeper. ”

"Why don't you rest more. ”

Bai Liping saw her husband ask herself, and tears flowed down again.

"My son, he was killed, why am I still asleep, I heard what you just said, you must find the murderer of our son, I want to watch him die, and a few of you, let you protect my son, my son is dead, how can you still have the face to come back alive, give me to die." ”

Bai Liping suddenly saw four bodyguards kneeling on the ground, shrewd like rushing up and beating and biting, the four bodyguards knelt there with ugly faces and didn't dare to move, they were all cultivated by the Wang family, and the wife of the head of the family is notoriously bitter and unreasonable, if they really kill them, no one will say a word for them.

"Okay, you can't blame them all for Ao'er's affairs, I'll take care of it, you can rest more. ”

After speaking, Wang Yongyuan took Wang Jiandong and them out, and he wanted to report the matter to the old man of the Wang family.

......

Villa No. 7 of Qingquan Villa in Linjiang City, Shi Qingwan has been living here for three days, Qin Feng has been here to compensate her for three days, her emotions have calmed down, she also knows that Wang Ao is dead, and now the people of the Wang family and the Shi family are looking for her.

After Qin Feng came back that day, he went to Villa No. 9 again, and dealt with the snaketail detachment of the pit viper there, he didn't care if Wang Ao was still in Linjiang City, anyway, as long as he let him know, he would get rid of him without leaving a trace.

The current No. 9 villa was suddenly put up for sale, and Qin Feng didn't find out who was the seller, it was an intermediary agent.

Today is Saturday, and Qin Feng was asked out to meet by Xia Mengjie.

In a café, Qin Feng saw Xia Mengjie wearing a black round-neck cut-out slim dress, and looked at her with some surprise.

I didn't expect Xia Mengjie to have such a ladylike side, with long hair and a shawl, a face like a peach blossom, bright eyes, and a light makeup on her face, especially the waves on her chest, Qin Feng's eyes couldn't be busy.

"Dead Qin Feng, where are you looking?"

Xia Mengjie snorted coquettishly and glanced at Qin Feng.

"Mengjie, that, did you forget to take your medicine today. ”

Looking at Xia Mengjie, who was dressed like a blind date today, Qin Feng quipped.

"Take medicine, what medicine? Ah, you die Qin Feng, you actually said that I was sick today, why don't you die." ”

Xia Mengjie was dazed for a moment, came to her senses, raised the mobile phone in her hand and pretended to smash Qin Feng, but thinking about asking Qin Feng for help today, she put down her hand again.