"Zhuo Yi, you're not dead!" Duan Zixiong shouted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhuo Yifan, who almost fainted due to pain, heard his cousin's name, and then woke up again.

His face was as bloodless as a white cloth due to excessive bleeding, his mouth was shaking, and the clothes on his stomach were still dripping blood.

That's right, Duan Zixiong didn't admit his mistake, the young man at the door was Zhuo Yi, the son of Zhuo Ran, the second master of Zhuo Jian Villa. And the old man next to Zhuo Yi is the Mei steward of Zhuo Jian Villa.

"Brother Duan, it's you, what's going on in our family, what are you ......?" Zhuo Yi looked very surprised.

"Young master, young master, what's wrong with you, young master?" Steward Mei on the side hurriedly ran towards the courtyard, and when he saw Zhuo Yifan covered in blood, he cried bitterly.

Wu An also followed behind Steward Mei and ran towards the young master Zhuo Yifan who he had been taking care of, his eyes full of fright.

Running in front of Zhuo Yifan, Steward Mei went to pull Zhuo Yifan's arm, but a few people from the Western Harrier Ice Sect next to him pushed him aside, otherwise he would approach Zhuo Yifan.

"What are you doing here, don't hurt my young master!" Steward Mei panicked when he saw Zhuo Yifan's bloodless face like a white cloth.

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you, why are you hurting my young master?" Wu An asked with a whimper.

"Brother Duan, what's going on?" Zhuo Yi, who was following behind, saw Zhuo Yifan's appearance, and he was not as frightened as Steward Mei, he seemed very calm.

"Brother, you are scared to death for my brother, I thought you were killed too!" Duan Zixiong looked very overjoyed.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yi looked around nervously, and he could also recognize that the people present were all masters of the rivers and lakes. Suddenly, he found many people lying around him, motionless, as if they were dead.

"Brother Duan, what's going on?" Zhuo Yi looked cramped and uneasy.

"Alas, brother-in-law, your Zhuo Jian Villa has been washed in blood, and Lord Lingzun has also been ......," Duan Zixiong shook his head and said.

Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yi sounded like a thunderbolt in his ears, "What's wrong with my father?"

"At the entrance of the hall, see for yourself. Duan Zixiong sighed.

Duan Zixiong's current attitude makes people feel that he regrets the death of Zhuo Yi's father and mother. Actually, that's not what he really thinks in his heart. But in order to complete the purpose of annexing Zhuo Jian Villa, he must continue to have a good relationship with Zhuo Yi, but fortunately, the two have this common "friendship" foundation in the past.

Therefore, in the face of Zhuo Yi's father and mother being killed, he acted in front of Zhuo Yi to help Zhuo Yi grief, in order to continue to "cooperate" in the future.

After listening to Duan Zixiong's lamentation, Zhuo Yi trembled and ran towards the hall, followed by the rickety Steward Mei.

Before he arrived at the door of the hall, under the light of the fire, Zhuo Yi recognized the figure he was familiar with-Shen Qian.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? Don't be scared!"

Zhuo Yi shook Shen Qian's body, hoping to wake up the mother who had closed her eyes and was cold.

"Second master, second master, who is so cruel and killed the second master!" Steward Mei said sadly when he saw Zhuo Ran's clothes and mutilated limbs.

Hearing Steward Mei's cry, Zhuo Yi turned his head and found that next to his mother Shen Qian, there was a very cruel corpse lying dead. The head was gone, an arm was broken, a leg was missing, and the heart, liver, lungs and intestines were taken out.

But the figure, the clothes, Zhuo Yi still recognizes, that is his father Zhuo Ran.

"Dad, Dad, don't die, I'm a strange child!" Zhuo Yi shook Zhuo Ran's corpse like crazy, and cried hysterically.

"Who is so cruel! What kind of hatred does you have to treat the second master like this!" Steward Mei wept and cried.

The more he said this, the more sad Zhuo Yi cried, and a cold anger quietly crept up his face, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was going to crush his teeth.

After crying for a while, Zhuo picked up a bloody sword on the ground and walked towards the place where everyone was standing.

"Who killed my father and mother with a thousand knives, stand up for me, Lao Tzu is going to kill you! Get out of here!" Zhuo Yi shouted with a hideous face.

All that responded to him was the silence of the scene, no one spoke, and the people seemed to be clay sculptures, motionless.

"Who is it? Get out of here! Since you dare to kill, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head!" Zhuo Yi roared again.

The scene was still quiet, and it seemed that all that responded to him was the blood that kept dripping down Zhuo Yifan's clothes, drop by drop, snapping, and rolling down rhythmically.

"Cousin, cousin......" Zhuo Yifan made a faint sound in his throat, the blood flow was excessive, and he was now weak.

Although the scene was quiet, Zhuo Yifan's voice was too weak, and Zhuo Yi didn't seem to hear it.

"Cousin, cousin......" Zhuo Yifan struggled and shouted again.

This time, Zhuo Yi saw Zhuo Yifan's constantly shaking body, looked at him again and again, and his mouth was still grunting.

So Zhuo Yi walked quickly towards Zhuo Yifan, and said with a fierce face: "Yifan, who killed my father?

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and looked at Zhuo Yi helplessly.

"Young master, the master and the lady were also killed, in the study and the back room!" Steward Mei shouted loudly as he ran in a hurry.

When Zhuo Yi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he looked at Zhuo Yifan, "Uncle, they were killed, you know about it?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded and did not speak.

"Brother Duan, tell me, who killed the people from Zhuo Jian Villa?" asked Zhuo Yi towards Duan Zixiong.

"Brother-in-law, when our various sects of the rivers and lakes arrived at Zhuojian Villa, we found that there were no more living people in the village!

"Then what are you going to do to my young master? I saw you just now with a knife to cut him?" Steward Mei asked in shock.

When Duan Zixiong heard this, he smiled at Steward Chaomei, "Hehe, are we eliminating the potential harm of martial arts?"

"Potential harm, what harm?" Steward Mei wondered.

"That's the case, the Blood Drinking Sword is missing now, we suspect that the murderer may not have snatched the Blood Drinking Sword, Zhuo Yifan may know. Therefore, we let him speak out, otherwise, staying by his side will not only harm himself, but if he falls into the hands of evildoers, then there will be no peace in the rivers and lakes. This is to eliminate potential harm!" Duan Zixiong said to Zhuo Yi and Steward Mei.

"Are you mistaken?, how could the murderer not snatch the blood-drinking sword?" Steward Mei argued.

Duan Zixiong just wanted to reprimand Steward Mei, but was stopped by Duan Yifeng.

"Hehe, you're the butler of Zhuojian Villa, aren't you? We suspect that the murderer did not snatch the blood-drinking sword is well-founded, and it can be seen from the signs that several masters were killed, and they were all subjected to a short period of interrogation before they died, and the method was the usual way of interrogation. Duan Yifeng said with a smile. (To be continued.) )