It's just that he made the mistake of choosing the wrong enemy!
All the strong men of Tiandi Sect woke up from the fear and shock, and immediately, led by the two old monsters Hua Mang, with angry expressions on their faces and cold murderous intent in their eyes, they surrounded Han Lin.
"Bullying the minority with more people? Do you really think that there is no one in my Han family?"
With a loud shout, everyone in the Han family on the opposite side stood up instantly under the leadership of the eight-armed Mo King Han Bie. Although many people were injured, they had all recovered after taking the elixir given by Han Lin.
In addition, Han Lin's battle had already completely aroused the fighting spirit in their bodies.
Facing a teenage boy, because of his special body, he has received a lot of cold looks since he was a child, and the family did not give him anything. However, at the most critical moment of the family, it was he who used his young shoulders to use his own
That dazzling and frightening mysterious power turned the tide.
For the honor of the family, if a teenager is doing this, why should they, young adults in their twenties and thirties, not fight to the death for the honor of the family?
"Wow!"
More than a dozen people from the Han family quickly stood beside Han Lin, all gearing up and looking coldly at the powerful men from the Heavenly Emperor Sect who were surrounding them. At this moment, they were no longer lambs to be slaughtered, but a group of angry tigers.
At the same time, the profound energy released instantly formed an invisible coercion, and the energy in the hall instantly became stagnant, causing the progress of the strong men from the Tiandi Sect opposite to slow down.
The two sides faced off, but the eyes of the Tiandimen were all focused on Han Lin. The burning anger in their eyes seemed to want to burn Han Lin to death on the spot.
"Hand over Han Lin, we will leave immediately and make sure not to touch anyone in the Han family!" Hua Mang said to Han Bie.
The Eight-Armed Black Ink King Han Bie smiled and said: "Not even a ghost would believe what you said. Besides, what about the people you have killed since you entered the Han family until now!"
Hua Mang's face changed several expressions in an instant, and finally his face darkened and he said, "But Han Lin also killed our General Su Litian."
"That's why he deserves to die!" Han Lin stepped forward, pointed at Hua Mang's nose and said: "Old monster, I don't care what conspiracy you have, and I don't care whether you are a Heavenly Emperor sect or a bullshit sect. I just want you to remember one thing.
, I, Han Lin, am from the Han family! If you offend the Han family, you offend me, Han Lin! If you want to destroy the Han family, huh, you are not qualified! I never think that I am a good person, but I only kill.
Bad guy. Yes, I killed your bullshit angels, heavenly soldiers and generals, but before I killed them, they all wanted to kill me first! Don’t such people deserve to die? In addition, your
Mu Yi Xing envoy caused my father to fall into a deep sleep more than ten years ago. Should I settle this debt with you?"
After saying these words, the hall suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear your breathing clearly.
"Boy, don't use your words. Today ### you have to come with us whether you want to go or not. The worst is that we old bones will perish together with your Han family!" Hua Mang and the two monsters said gloomily.
said.
"Perish together..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Lin sneered and glanced at the dozen or so powerful Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples opposite him. A strange sneer appeared on his face and he said, "Oh, what a pity."
"Boy, what did you say?" A skinny old man with gray hair shouted at Han Lin.
"Thunder Emperor walks the path of heaven!"
"roar--"
There was a loud shout, but before everyone could realize what was going on, many of the powerful men from the Heavenly Emperor Sect on the opposite side had not had time to release their mysterious energy to protect their bodies. A roar resounded through their ears like rolling thunder, and bursts of sound waves
A roar came out of Han Lin's mouth, and with pure white and thick profound energy, it hit more than a dozen strong men from the Heavenly Emperor Sect in circles.
Outside the hall, a bright full moon was instantly covered by dark clouds, and rumbles of thunder rolled from the horizon to the sky above the hall.
"Rumble..."
"Crack!"
A bolt of lightning tore through the dark night and struck the roof of the hall.
In just a few breaths, the sounds coming out of Han Lin's mouth gradually became quieter, and finally he slowly closed his mouth, and the cold murderous aura in his eyes gradually disappeared.
At this time, more than a dozen strong men from the Tiandi Sect had fallen to the ground in a state of confusion, bleeding from their orifices one by one, and had no power to fight back. There were even a few who were slightly younger or whose foundations were not stable.
His heart was shattered and he died on the spot.
Behind Han Lin, everyone in the Han family stood there blankly. Even the eight-armed Mo King Han Bie took a long time to recover and looked at Han Lin with wide eyes as if he were looking at a monster. To say that he thought that at that time
When he killed Han Biao with strange techniques, he shocked everyone, so today he brought everyone not only shock, but also a kind of awe and even fear.
"Uncle Bie, it's okay." Han Lin turned around and said to Han Bie with a faint smile on his face.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes! Okay! It's okay, it's okay!" Han Bie said loudly with a smile.
At this time, the deacon at the barter meeting that day said to Han Bie: "Fourth brother, what about the people from the Tiandi Sect outside?"
"They have all turned into corpses."
As a cold woman's voice came, a girl wearing a purple satin robe, a face like jade, and a noble temperament appeared in front of everyone. The woman came in, nodded to Han Lin, and said: "Everyone
Solved."
Han Lin smiled and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, Han Lin said to Han Bie: "Uncle Bie, this is Miss Weiyang from the imperial capital, here to see grandpa." Then, Han Lin pointed at Han Bie and said to Huangfu Weiyang: "This is my uncle, Han
Han Bie, the eight-armed Mo King, one of the four heavenly kings of the family."
There was no expression on Huangfu Weiyang's face, and he said calmly: "Eight-armed Black King, I heard from the teacher, but I don't know when the red-browed Eagle King will come back?"
In fact, this question is what Han Lin has always wanted to ask. Since entering the Han family, he has not met the people he wanted to see. His father Han Chong, Jiang Qing, grandfather Han Xu, etc. are not at home.
Such a big thing happened to the Han family, but the leader was only the eight-armed Mo King Han Bie, and the old guys from the Elder Pavilion were not around either, which made Han Lin feel uneasy.
Now that the problem is solved, when Huangfu Weiyang asked this question, Han Lin also looked at Han Bie, looking forward to his return.
Han Bie nodded, and first arranged for people to carry out all the people from the Tiandi Sect who were still alive in the hall, and the people who died after their hearts were shattered, as well as the corpses of the Tiandi Sect outside, were carried outside and buried. For these
Those who were alive were all shocked into idiots. There was no difference between living and dead. As for how to deal with it, we have to wait until the elders come back.
After quickly arranging these things, the hall was cleaned up, and everyone was seated again by the guests and hosts. This time, at everyone's request, Han Lin naturally sat next to Han Bie, and Han Lin didn't show any politeness, just sat down like that.
Han Bie first looked at Huangfu Weiyang and asked, "May I ask Miss Weiyang, is the teacher you are talking about Mr. Feng Xiaofeng?"
Huangfu Weiyang nodded and said, "Teacher is here?"
"Well, Mr. Feng arrived early the day before yesterday. At that time, he came with Mr. Feng, the head of the original family, Yuan###, and three elders of the original family. Later, Mr. Feng, his uncle, and the Han family
The elders talked for a long time in the Elder Pavilion. Apart from these people, no one else from the Han family attended, and naturally they didn’t know what the conversation was about. They left the day before yesterday afternoon, and they didn’t say anything about what they were going to do.”
Han Bie said.
Huangfu Weiyang said: "Then, did the teacher leave any words or tokens?"
"This..." Han Bie thought for a moment and said, "Yes, Miss Weiyang, please wait a moment." After saying that, he got up and walked to the inner room of the hall. After a while, he took out a brown paper envelope and handed it to Huangfu Weiyang's hand.
, just write the word "风笑".
Huangfu Weiyang recognized that this was Fengxiao's character, and then he took out a piece of white silk from the envelope. After looking at it, Huangfu Weiyang put the silk back into the envelope and put it into the mysterious device.
With an expression on his face, he smiled and said goodbye to Han: "I understand, thank you Eight-Armed Mo King."
Han Bie nodded, then turned to look at Han Lin, and said with a smile: "Do you want to ask about the news about eldest brother and Jiang Qing?"
After hearing this, Han Lin's eyes suddenly shone, and he said to Han Bie: "Uncle Bie, please stop teasing me and tell me now."
"Since you left, Jiang Qing has been taking care of your father in the health pavilion day and night. No one told her what you were doing outside for fear of worrying her. But one day a month ago, the uncle received an email
The letter said that he had found a prescription that could cure the eldest brother's strange disease, so the next day, he arranged for someone to drive a carriage and take Jiang Qing and the eldest brother to find the uncle's friend." Han Bie said.
After hearing the news, Han Lin's face showed no relaxed expression, uncharacteristically. Instead, the smile at the beginning gradually disappeared. "Uncle, do you know where they have gone? Oh, by the way, send them there."
Is the coachman back?"
Han Bie said: "I haven't come back yet. As for where I went, I haven't heard your uncle mention it."
"One month..." Han Lin groaned. In one month, depending on the speed of the carriage, even if he stayed overnight at dawn, he would have traveled thousands of miles. Where should that be? And the coachman hasn't come back yet. Could it be that
Yes... Han Lin didn't dare to think about what happened next.
At this time Huangfu Weiyang said to Han Lin: "I'm tired."
Without waiting for Han Lin's answer, Han Bie immediately called a servant over and took Huangfu Weiyang to the guest room to rest.
Seeing that it was getting late, Han Bie asked someone to arrange a place for Han Lin to stay. Except for some people who needed to clean up the mess, everyone went to bed one after another.
Han Bie personally led Han Lin to the back room. On the way, Han Lin suddenly said: "Uncle Bie, I want to go to Xiaoqing's room, right now."
"Now?" Han Bie glanced at Han Lin, then nodded and said, "Okay, follow me."
Jiang Qing's room was neatly tidied as always, but no one had lived in it for more than a month. The bed and furniture in the room were covered with a thin layer of dust. Apparently, since Jiang Qing left, there had been no more dust in the room.
No one came in. Han Lin stroked the familiar furniture and seemed to see Jiang Qing standing in the room. He seemed to hear Jiang Qing calling "Brother Han Lin" over and over again.
Huh? What is this? Han Lin's hand touched the bed and felt something thick under the sheets on the head of the bed. He immediately lifted the sheets and found that under the sheets, there was an envelope with the words "Brother Han Lin, my dear"
"Qi" six beautiful fonts.
Han Lin immediately opened the letter, opened the letter paper and read it up and down. A sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "No! Something happened!"
Immediately, Han Lin moved and ran straight to the door of the Han family.