The Golden Mansion, a gorgeous courtyard.

Carved lanterns are hung everywhere, illuminating the garden!

Pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, the fragrance of flowers floats secretly, everywhere shows the elegant feelings of the owner of this place! There are young and beautiful maids, hurriedly walking, like colorful butterflies wearing flowers!

In the lobby of the main house, a middle-aged man with a white face sat on a chair, bowing his head in contemplation.

He has a dignified appearance, three strands of long hair hanging down from his chin, wearing a moon-white robe with gold-trimmed rings, a crystal clear jade falling around his waist, and a jasper inlaid gold hairpin on his head, an elegant and gentle good look!

This person is the eldest son of the old family owner Jin Youdao, the father of Jin Wuxian and Jin Ruthless, and the current head of the Jin family, Jin Dongliu!

At this time, he is worried about the zombie siege!

In the past two days, the children of the family and the guards of the city have suffered a lot of casualties, and according to this trend, they will not be able to hold for long!

And there was no response to the distress letter sent to the imperial court! Even the Nanlin County Government, which was close at hand, did not respond, as if Tieshan City had been abandoned.

What made him even more chilling was that the head of the Jin family did not reply.

"Could it be that my Tieshan Jin Clan is going to be defeated in my hands?"

Jin Dongliu looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Father!"

A shout sounded outside the house, Jin Dongliu suddenly realized, shook off the irritability in his heart with a wry smile, and said with a straight face.

"Come in!"

Immediately, a handsome young man walked in slowly.

In his hand he was holding a tray with a steaming teacup and a clear blue soup in it, emitting a delicate fragrance.

"Why did my son come late at night?"

When Jin Dongliu saw his son, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked kindly.

"The father worked hard for the family day and night, and the child couldn't bear it, so he went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of Qingshen soup by himself to give his father a boost!"

Jin smiled ruthlessly and obediently, put the tray in his hand on the table, picked up the teacup with both hands and handed it to Jin Dongliu.

"My son has a heart!"

Jin Dongliu smelled the fragrance emanating from the tea cup, his mind was light, and his heart felt a lot more comfortable. He was very pleased to take the teacup and took a sip.

Suddenly, I felt a cool breath rising from my abdomen and reaching the door of my head, and my tense nerves felt relaxed, and my irritable mood was almost swept away.

He drank the consommé from the teacup in a few sips.

The corners of Jin Wuru's mouth curled slightly, and a wicked smile flashed on his face, which soon disappeared again.

He hurriedly stepped forward, took the teacup and put it on the tray, and said softly: "Father, you still have to rest early, even if the situation is dangerous, you must take care of your body." ”

"For the Father to know!"

Jin Dongliu said with relief, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. Among the three sons, this third son is the most popular with him, not only because of his good martial arts qualifications, but also because he is well-behaved and sensible.

"That kid won't bother his father!" Kim said with a ruthless bow.

Jin Dongliu nodded slightly.

Jin ruthlessly picked up the tray and turned to leave!

......

Soon, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the house!

Jin Dongliu frowned slightly, it was Lao Huang, why was he so impatient? Lao Huang had followed him for many years, and he had always been calm, and the old man had praised him: There is calm in every major event!

"It's not good, master!"

Outside the door, there was a panicked call.

Jin Dongliu looked dissatisfied, and said in a deep voice: "Why are you so alarmed?"

"The old slave has just received a report that there have been attacks and disappearances of children in many places in the city, and even the hateless young master has disappeared. ”

Lao Huang went straight to the door and said breathlessly.

"What?"

Jin Dongliuhuo stood up and looked at Lao Huang with sharp eyes: "You tell me the matter in detail!"

"Yes, sir! At first, there was a report from the city guards, an emergency team was attacked, the children of the Jin family disappeared mysteriously, and other team members were killed or disappeared. The fifth master sent someone to investigate, but even the person who investigated never returned. Since then, there have been reports of attacks on emergency response teams, all of whom have disappeared from their families, and team members with other surnames have been killed or disappeared!"

"Just now, the carriage of the hateless young master was found in an alley not far from the back door, and the coachman Lao Zhao was beheaded with a sharp weapon, and there was no trace of struggle before he died. The hateless young master is missing!"

Lao Huang immediately recounted the matter.

"Did anyone see the murderer?"

"Nope!"

"Immediately send someone to notify the emergency teams and the elders guarding the city to be on guard, and then gather the elders and the head of the family to discuss countermeasures at the residence of the old master!"

Jin Dongliu thought about it for a while, and immediately instructed Lao Huang on related matters.

After Lao Huang ordered him to leave in a hurry, Jin Dongliu wandered a few steps impatiently, and also grabbed a long sword with gems inlaid on its sheath and hurried out.

......

After walking for a short time, Jin Dongliu came to a simple courtyard, and there was a faint light in the courtyard, obviously the owner had not fallen asleep!

He stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, and heard an old voice coming from inside the door.

"Who?"

"Father, it's me!"

Kim Dong-ryu replied respectfully.

"Come in yourself, boss!"

Jin Dongliu gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

A dark shadow stood in front of the hut, and in the dim light, a head full of white hair could be seen.

"Father!"

Kim Dongliu bowed.

The shadow didn't speak!

"Huh, father?"

Jin Dongliu raised his head in surprise and stared at the black shadow. The black shadow also raised its head, revealing an incomparably familiar old face.

"It's Father!"

Jin Dongliu let out a long breath, and the heart he had just mentioned was put down again!

He was about to speak, but suddenly the person in front of him smiled at him, and his face quickly melted like wax oil meets fire, revealing an extremely unfamiliar face!

Jin Dongliu was shocked, his internal qi was running at full strength, his palms were raised, and an illusory golden palm print appeared outside his palms, with a vicious wind, slapping towards the chest of the person in front of him!

"Hey!"

The man chuckled, stretched out a palm as black as ink, and greeted him.

A soft bang!

The golden palm prints burst like foam!

Jin Dongliu was shocked, only to feel a sharp pain in the meridians of his body, and his internal qi seemed to be locked by something, and he couldn't move it anymore!

"Bang!"

A pitch-black palm was imprinted on his chest!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, and his body slammed into the ground, rolling a few more times, his hair was scattered, his clothes were dirty, and his whole person looked embarrassed.

"Wang Protector lightly, don't break my father, it's a waste to spit out all this blood!"

A flirtatious voice suddenly came from inside the house.

Jin Dongliu's face changed, and when he looked up, he saw a handsome young man walking out of the door with a torch, who was not his favorite son!

It's just that the son at this time has lost his gentle, filial and well-behaved appearance in the past, but has a hideous and crazy face.

He remembered the cup of Qingshen soup just now, his expression changed again, and he had a terrible guess in his heart!