Nanshan City, Huangfu Jingshe, the night is dark.

In the main hall of the house, Huang Zhangyou sat in front of the table with a wine glass in his hand. He stood across a few side dishes in front of him and bowed to a pair of neat bowls and chopsticks on the other side.

"Third brother, don't be impatient. Just wait a little longer. When the message comes from the second brother and my son Huang Xian, the eldest brother will avenge you tonight!"

After saying this, he flipped his wrist and drank it all.

Before he could put down his wine glass, he heard a "bang" and a figure knocked open the door, staggered and barged in.

"Dad, big things, big things are bad!"

Huang Zhangyou saw the person clearly, his heart skipped a beat, and he stood up, only to see his eldest son Huang Xian covered in blood, panting, holding a long sword in one hand, as if he had just escaped with his life.

"Stand up straight and talk, what's the big deal!"

Huang Xian raised his hand to wipe the blood and cold sweat on his face, and said calmly: "Father, I am attacking the Yanling Zhu family tonight. I don't want to fall into an ambush. My second uncle is defeated and seriously injured. There are hundreds of brothers in Jinyazhai. I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

The whole army was wiped out!"

"Ah——!"

Huang Zhangyou screamed when he heard this. He couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand and dropped it on the table with a "dang" sound, spilling a piece of wine.

"How could this happen?! He only has thirty or forty guards in the Zhu family's old house. How can he set an ambush on me? The second brother is at the seventh level of Qi Refining. How can he be seriously injured? Tell me!"

Huang Xian quickly replied: "The number of reinforcements is nearly two hundred, and their methods are very fierce and unknown. The people in Jinyazhai are no match at all. Moreover, Lin Xiao is said to be at the third level of Qi Refining, but the child can see from a distance that his methods are

How can the three levels be compared? I fought evenly with my second uncle throughout the whole process, and finally caught the flaw and won with one blow!"

When Huang Zhangyou heard the result, the last trace of blood faded from his face, as if he had lost all his strength. He felt light all over and sat down slumped.

"Dad——!"

Huang Xian was about to step forward, but Huang Zhangyou raised his hand to stop him.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of sternness, and he stared at Huang Xian for a moment.

"Stop talking, let me ask you, how many people did you bring with you, and whether any of them will come back alive!" Huang Zhangyou said in a low and hoarse voice.

Huang Xian nodded. "I took seven people with me, but only two came back. The rest were killed and scattered, and they couldn't escape."

"Where are these two people?"

Huang Xian panicked and gritted his teeth and said, "Tonight's attack failed, and the Huang family was naturally hard to eliminate. So the boy took it upon himself to kill the two of them on the way, destroying their bodies and destroying all traces. Only then did he dare to come back."

Give dad back his life."

Huang Zhangyou nodded his head. "Just kill him." Then he said hurriedly: "Go and change your clothes quickly, follow me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a black shadow knocking open the door and flying straight towards Huang Xian!

Before Huang Xian could react, he subconsciously caught it. When he looked closely, he found that it was the head of his second uncle, Qiu Hongshou!

"Ah! This, this -!"

Just as he screamed, a figure rushed forward. With one hand, he took down the long sword in his palm, and with the other hand, he slapped the "spiritual sealing talisman" on the big hole on his chest. He turned around, raised his foot and kicked it on the crook of his leg.

You have to get down on one knee.

Such an action only took a moment. When Huang Zhangyou on the chair reacted, his son had already been clamped by the back of the neck and was kneeling on the ground, without any resistance.

The owner of that hand, holding a long sword, looked at him coldly.

"Lin Xiao——!" Huang Zhangyou shouted, his face ferocious.

Across the round table, Lin Xiao didn't say a word, but just watched silently. The long-dried blood was dark and looked a bit eerie.

"What? The immortal envoy came to the humble house late at night just to look at me, Mr. Huang?"

Huang Zhangyou snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, Shi Shiran sat on the chair, and continued.

"The Immortal Envoy wants answers, but I don't have a word; the Immortal Envoy wants your life, I guarantee you won't survive this day..."

"That's enough."

With just these four words, the sword flashed, and a head flew away with eyes filled with surprise. Blood spurted out, and the hands originally placed on the table suddenly softened and slid under the table.

"Dad——!"

True energy spurted out, shattering the sea of ​​consciousness. Huang Xian rolled his eyes, and then like a rag, slipped from Lin Xiao's palm and collapsed on the ground.

Throwing away the long sword, Lin Xiao walked around the round table and kicked over Huang Zhangyou's body. Da Jiacai sat on the chair, looked at the few side dishes on the table, grabbed them with his hands, and ate them.

Hungry, he was so hungry. He had been playing for a whole night, and he was already so hungry that his intestines were burning and his whole body was shaking.

After just a few bites, he seemed to feel the taste was a little off. Lin Xiao picked up the wine glass that was on the table, took a look at it, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and took another look, and found that the wine stains had been wiped clean, but a few smeared on them.

Dirty blood.

With a smile on his face, he didn't care, Lin Xiao poured himself a drink, raised his head and drank it, a stream of heat rushed down to his heart and lungs, and to the center of his eyebrows.

“Good wine!”

I blurted out a compliment and continued eating and drinking.

Under the moonlight, the shadow of the rockery divided the small courtyard of the jingshe into half of the yin and yang. The bamboo leaves rustled in the night breeze, and a few fine leaves floated down and fell into the pond, wrinkled with a few rays of light.

The door of the room is wide open, there are three heads, two corpses, and one person is sitting at the table eating and drinking with relish.

This picture looks a little weird and weird.

I don’t know how much time passed, but a figure came silently, fell from the sky, and hid in the shadows. Through the moonlight in the half garden, he looked into the monastery and said a cold word.

"Why so?..."

"People always kill people who kill people. What's wrong with that?"

Lin Xiao didn't stop eating and drinking, he raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side of the round table, "I still have a pair of bowls and chopsticks, why don't we have a drink together?"

The man chuckled softly. "Thank you, no need. I'll just have to eat as long as you want."

Lin Xiao smiled, but didn't care. He just kept filling his stomach. The man didn't rush him, he just waited quietly.

Half a stick of incense passed like this, until he burped, Lin Xiao stopped his hands, wiped his mouth, relaxed his whole body, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the man and smiled.

"You came early. I thought you wouldn't arrive until after this meal."

"I came late, but I fell into your trap." The man paused, "How did you know there was someone behind Huang Zhangyou?"

Lin Xiao shook his head.

"I don't know, it's just strange. As a drug dealer, who gave him the courage to hook up with the Mianshan bandits, attack the county seat, and massacre the families in the county? This is one of them."

"Secondly, it is recorded in the scriptures of the Outer Gate Hall that Nanshan County receives hundreds of spiritual stones and tens of thousands of taels of silver every year. It looks like a desolate county, a poor and remote place. But you have to see it with your own eyes. The four surnames of Nanshan,

Who is not a wealthy family with a millionaire family?"

"I originally thought that there were rules from the outer sect, but I had little experience and could not see through the mystery. But when someone brought an object in front of me, I understood that they clearly wanted to use the object to make excuses -

- It’s not that Nanshan has no money or spiritual stones, it’s just that these are the only things given to the main hall!

"Then I just want to ask, where did the extra donations go after this year?"

Lin Xiao smiled and drank a drink.

"I think all the generals of the Zhu family have been bribed, and they say that there are no other spies around their father and son, but I don't believe it. So I want to take advantage of tonight to catch the person behind this. If he knows that I am going

If Qinghefang City files a complaint, there are only two possibilities. One is to intercept and kill me on the way, and the other is to cut off the head and tail and wipe out the entire Huang family."

"But no matter which one, as long as I am waiting here, as long as there is someone behind the Huang family, he will definitely turn around and come here after finding out that he has been deceived."

Lin Xiao had regrets in his eyes and sighed softly.

"I really hope that I can wait for nothing tonight, but it's a pity that the last person waiting is, senior brother, you..."

Following Lin Xiao's words, the man slowly walked out from the shadows. It was Gu Muen, the deacon of Nanshan.

It's just that at this time, he has a crown of white hair, a whisk in his hand, a tall and straight figure, a strong spirit, a cold light in his slightly closed eyes, and a dignified manner in his every move. How can he have the slightest trace of age?!Chapter completed!