The black pot is not something you want to carry, you can carry it if you want to, and it is not that you can not carry it if you want to not carry it.

This murderous pot is destined to be buckled on Cui Wei's head, at least that's what Steward Ling thinks.

Cui Wei was carried by people, through the streets, she didn't know where Steward Ling was going to take her, but no matter where she went, it would definitely not be a good thing, Cui Wei explained all the way, but Steward Ling didn't pay attention to her, just blindly bowed her head and walked forward.

"It's really not me, you look at his corpse and you understand, he was poisoned, not me. ”

"Shut up!"

A talisman was pasted on Cui Wei's head, and Cui Wei opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

What is this, even if it is a prisoner, he should give others a chance to defend himself, why not let her speak, Cui Wei was restrained and couldn't move, so she could only endure it silently.

After a stick of incense, Steward Ling finally stopped in front of the Xuanxi Gate.

At that time, the sun was setting in the west, the sky and the earth were gradually darkening, but the bright moon above his head was hiding behind the dark clouds, half hidden and half visible.

Cui Wei looked around at the familiarity, looked up, and her heart jumped, can you not be familiar, this is the Junfu!

What did Steward Ling take her to the Junfu to do, could it be that he felt that it was inconvenient to interrogate her outside, so he simply came to the Junfu for interrogation?

After all, Junfu is also a part of Jun's family, and it is more convenient to do it on your own turf.

Steward Ling wouldn't want to kill people and destroy corpses, right?

Thinking about it, Cui Wei felt that this was very likely, if it was her and someone killed her child, she would have to hate to crush the other party's bones and ashes, and there would be no scum left.

So, it's likely that he wanted to find a quiet and uninhabited place to kill her, or even torture her, to relieve the hatred in his heart?

Cui Wei didn't have time to think about it, but she saw Steward Ling kick open the door of the Jun family, and with so much strength, he actually kicked out a deep crack in the dark wooden gate.

This...... Doesn't you seem to be here to borrow a place?

"Jun Wufeng, you get out of here, you sent someone to kill my son, aren't you, you sinister villain!"

What? Did Jun Wufeng send someone to kill Ling Qi? So, wasn't he harmed by Jun Wufeng?

Cui Wei was shocked, her face was full of consternation, and she thought about it, she had just given Jun Wufeng the Purifying Pill, and he shouldn't have taken revenge like this.

"Steward Ling, doesn't it mean that the genius started the test, why did you come here today?" Mrs. Jun stood in front of the door with her sleeves folded, her face was light and light, only the moment she saw Cui Wei, her eyes shrank, and then she said with a smile: "Steward Ling, it doesn't look like he came to measure the spiritual root." ”

"Measuring the Spiritual Root?" Steward Ling smiled fiercely: "The children of the wasted can only be the wasted, what is there to measure." ”

The smile on Mrs. Jun's face was instantly put away, her temper was indeed good, but in the face of others saying that her daughter was a waste, even if she had a good temper, she couldn't bear it.

"Ling Wei, what did you just say, do you dare to say it again?" The tone of his voice was still not hurried, but his voice was a little cold.

"I said that he Jun Wufeng is a waste, and only you, the daughter of the Zhang family, will be stupid and suffer with him here!"

Mrs. Jun's slender palms clenched, trying her best to suppress the anger that was about to rush out of her chest, no, Jun Wufeng hasn't come out yet, she has to buy time, and she can't tear her face yet.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jun forced out a smile: "You won't come here to humiliate me today, right?"

Ling Wei grabbed Cui Wei and threw it at Mrs. Jun's feet: "Look at who she is!"

Mrs. Jun's eyes shrank, and after a while, she asked indifferently, "She, what's wrong?"

Of course, Mrs. Jun knew about Ling Qi's death, in fact, as soon as something happened over there, she received the news, she sent two people to find Cui Wei, but unfortunately she didn't find it, and she was still exploited by Ling Wei.

"What's the matter? Do you think that if you send a doll to kill my son, I won't be able to catch it?" Ling Wei smiled coldly: "Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan, you are still the same as back then, you are kind and ruthless, I will not spare you today!"

When Zhang Lan heard this, she raised her face: "Why, you are a lackey of the Jun family and want to bully me, the third young lady of the Jun family!"

Back then, my lord was merciful and let you and Jun Wufeng go, and now he is willing to give resources for your daughter to cultivate, you don't say thank you, but instead send someone to kill my son to vent your personal anger, you femme fatale-hearted woman, how can the Jun family tolerate you, Zhang Lan, today I will wash your palace in blood and avenge my son!"

If Jun Wufeng was still in the Jun family, or the same Jun Wufeng back then, Ling Wei would not dare to say such a thing, even if his son was really killed by Jun Wufeng, he would not dare to say a word.

It's a pity that Jun Wufeng is no longer the Jun Wufeng of the past, and the person abandoned by the family is a rootless weed, let the wind blow you in any direction, and let the world insult and trample.

If you can't take root and sprout new sprouts, you can only die.

It seems that today is not good.

A little cold glint flashed in Zhang Lan's eyes, and with a wave of her jade hand, she only heard the sound of pedaling, and in the courtyard and on the roof, there were many black-clothed people who were holding bows and arrows, maintaining the posture of shooting arrows with bows and arrows, pointing at Ling Wei and others.

Obviously, she wasn't unprepared.

Ling Wei swept left and right, and smiled coldly: "Do you think these few broken arrows can hurt me?" Zhang Lan, you are really as naïve as before!"

"It's you who are naïve, do you really think that I will be stupid enough to do nothing and just live an ordinary life in this Liuhe City?" Zhang Lan hooked her lips and smiled sarcastically: "Don't forget, this Yihuan Mountain Range is full of good things." ”

Ling Wei's eyes narrowed, and after a closer look, he saw that the arrow was not an ordinary arrow, but a streamer arrow that was a specialty of Liuhe City.

This kind of arrow, the arrow is extremely sharp, and the shooting is like a streamer, which is a sharp weapon for killing.

Zhang Lan leaned over to help Cui Wei up, and the jade finger lightly touched her forehead, and the charm swayed to the ground.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

Cui Wei was able to gasp and speak: "I don't blame you, he used the topic to play!"

Seeing the changes in the world, Cui Wei also figured out that Ling Wei didn't care who killed his son at all, because no matter who killed his son, now this account must be counted on the head of the Jun Mansion, and it can only be counted on the head of the Jun Mansion.

No wonder Jun Wufeng said that Jun Wuqi would not let him go, and he really wouldn't let him go!

Now, they have a legitimate reason, and there is no reason to let him go.

Zhang Lan gently stroked her long hair and whispered, "Go find Mi'er, she will take you away." ”

Gently patted Cui Wei's back, Cui Wei's feet were empty, and she flew up in the air.

Fluttering down the corridor in the distance, looking back, I saw Zhang Lan holding a sharp sword, her face was cold, and the long sword pointed: "Shoot the arrow!

As the words fell, countless pitch-black arrows pierced the night sky like falling meteors, and the arrows rained down like a tide, rushing towards Ling Wei and the others.

Only a few terrible screams were heard, and a few people who reacted slowly were instantly poked into big hedgehogs and killed instantly.

The monk's body is also made of meat, and before the foundation was built, it was a little stronger than the body of ordinary people, except for Ling Wei, who was in the Dan period, there were only a few foundation building, and the rest were all in the Qi training period, so except for a few who were lucky enough to dodge the arrows and leave a life, most of them died in the rain of arrows.

For a while, the blood was everywhere, and the entire Junfu was crying wolf, turning into a Shura battlefield.

Cui Wei turned around and ran to the backyard, and happened to meet Mi'er and the two sisters of the Jun family who came from the backyard.

"Miss, you can't go, you have to leave here with me!" Mi'er chased after the two sisters and persuaded them bitterly.

Jun Yan'er glanced at her sideways: "Daddy is still in retreat, and my mother is facing Ling Wei and the others alone, but you let me escape, so what kind of person have I become, isn't it unfilial piety and injustice!"

"Eldest Miss, that Ling Wei is a Jiedan monk, even if you go, what can you do, can you beat them? Let's go quickly, Madame's greatest wish is to let you and Second Miss live!"

"You don't talk nonsense, I won't let go of my mother, I must save my mother......" Jun Yan'er's little face turned red, and her eyes were already covered with a bag of tears, but she couldn't bear it.

"Miss......" Mi'er wanted to persuade again, but she saw a black shadow rushing from a distance, jumping on the railing of the cloister, holding a long thing in her hand and smashing it on Jun Yan'er's neck.

Jun Yan'er is a girl, where can she resist smashing like this, and she fainted as soon as her body became weak.

Mi'er reached out and caught it, and her mouth grew in surprise.

Cui Wei held a short sword in one hand and glared at her: "Look at what, don't go quickly!"