Zhou Nianqing stabbed Leng Yunjin ninety-nine and eighty-one times on his body.
After Leng Yunjin saw Zhou Nianqing, he shivered and his body couldn't stop shaking.
"You attacked me secretly, and you haven't even settled the matter yet. How dare you kill my second brother and sister-in-law?"
Zhou Nianqing looked at the blood-stained Xuantian Sword, and then his eyes fell on Leng Yunjin's frightened eyes.
Zhou Nianqing slowly squatted down, "Do you know if my second brother and second sister-in-law looked like this when they were about to die?"
Leng Yunjin's tears flowed out loudly, and she kowtowed her head to the ground.
Zhou Nianqing heard Wei Binning say that Lan Changqing's body's profound energy was destroyed and his voice was also damaged, while Yimo's body's meridians were severed.
She also crippled Leng Yunjin's profound energy, cut off his tongue, and cut off all the meridians in his body bit by bit by Zhou Nianqing.
I hate it just thinking about it.
She wished she could eat Leng Yunjin alive, let the dogs eat the bones bit by bit, feed the fish bit by bit with the meat, and water Aunt Liuye's flowers with the blood.
"Have you ever spared them?"
"Does it hurt?"
"Did you know that my second brother and second sister-in-law will also feel pain?"
"You don't even plan to let Yan'er go. If it weren't for Ning'er, would you have cut Yan'er's meridians and destroyed her profound energy?"
"You don't even let the children go"
"If I kill you, it will be a light punishment for you."
The thing that Leng Yunjin regrets the most is that he had murderous intentions towards Zhou Nianqing, which caused this series of irreversible consequences.
He confessed that he did not expect that the Demon Slayer Sword would recognize Zhou Nianqing as its master.
What everyone doesn't know is that the Demon-Slaying Sword is the sword used by Demon Danyun after he became a demon.
When there is still one last sword, Leng Yunjin's life can be known.
After Zhou Nianqing came to his senses, he saw Lou Zhenlu standing behind him.
Tao Jing couldn't help but feel jealous when she heard Lou Zhenlu holding Zhou Nianqing's hand and stabbing Leng Yunjin.
At the same time, I feel a little guilty towards Leng Yunjin.
Why is she, Zhou Nianqing, being protected by everyone even when she becomes a demon?
Lou Zhenlu said coldly to the door of Taohuaying Family, "Leng Yunjin deserves to be killed, I killed him!"
Tao Jing walked out with a smile, "Young Master Lou, oh? He is the leader of the Loulan clan, and he did the right thing! How about we clear up the grudges from now on? The Taohuaying clan cannot afford to keep such a person."
Zhou Nianqing sneered, "How can we clear up all the grudges?"
Tao Jing looked at the crazy Zhou Nianqing and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Zhou Nianqing looked at Tao Jing, as if he wanted to see through Tao Jing.
"Tao Jing, I'm warning you one last time. Don't try to be clever. I inserted my Xuantian Sword into your chest without knowing why."
Tao Jing felt a dull pain in her heart.
Zhou Nianqing is sober now, but he can never call Jiangling back.
He deliberately distanced himself from Lou Zhenlu.
There was a hint of loneliness on Lou Zhenlu's face.
Zhou Nianqing then went to the Guigu tribe again.
**
After Wei Binning learned that Zhou Nianqing had killed Leng Yunjin.
Sneaked into the Moohuaying clan's death ditch, took Leng Yunjin's body back, and trained it into a puppet.
It's just a pity that Leng Yunjin made a mistake with his sincerity, and all the scum left by the calculation was left, and in the end he didn't even have a coffin.
There were holes all over the body and even whip marks.
Repaying the dead with the living is the greatest torture.
Anyone who touches him will definitely not end well.
**
The more Old Man Wen looks at Lan Changqing, the more he likes her. This model is almost carved out of the same mold as Wen Zhishu, and it has quite a bit of his youthful demeanor.
"It's only my girl who can give birth to such a beautiful child."
It's just that Lan Changqing's forehead is very similar to Lan Lingwen. Old Man Wen cut off a hair curtain, blocking Lan Changqing's plump forehead.
“It’s much more pleasing to the eye.”
Old Man Wen lamented, "It's really tiring to save someone. What kind of blind person did this? I want to know which bastard did it and left his body intact."
Old Man Wen looked at Yi Mo, who was lying next to Lan Changqing, "This girl is not ugly, she is good enough for my grandson."
He looked at Lan Changqing and said, "You are so lucky to have met such a great medical grandfather. It's better to just wait for your sweetheart to be hurt."
When Old Man Wen saw the handsome old man who was about to enter the house, he shouted "Don't come in".
The handsome old man's feet stopped in mid-air and he pulled them back abruptly.
"Tell me about you. You don't know. My grandson and grandson's wife were injured so badly. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I can go get them back as soon as possible."
The handsome old man suppressed his words for a long time, "The secret must not be revealed."
Old Man Wen slapped the handsome old man on the back and said, "Le leak, leak, leak your head! Why don't you leak now?"
The handsome old man left in despair.
Old Man Wen adjusted his breathing.
Xuan Qi was destroyed, and there was nothing he could do now. He could only restore the wounds on his body, heal his throat, and save his life first.
Xuanqi will be discussed later.
The meridians all over the girl's body are not easy to connect, and the internal organs still need to be repaired. The difficulty level is five stars, but it is not difficult for him, the ancestor of medicine.
As soon as these two people got along, they got married immediately and let me have my great-grandson.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
Those two old men didn't know how long they had been laughing at me, and they didn't even have a grandson.
Now I brought my grandson and great-grandson together so that they could take a good look and envy me.
*
When Zhou Nianqing returned, he found that Mo Yan'er had woken up.
Mo Yan'er neither cried nor fussed, and stared straight ahead with empty eyes.
Zhou Nianqing was afraid that Yan'er would be frightened by wearing blood-stained clothes, so he washed the smell of blood off his body first.
Jiang Ling wiped the Xuantian Sword carefully. He didn't like the smell of blood.
Xuantian Sword flashed several times, as if responding to Zhou Nianqing.
After Zhou Nianqing finished cleaning up, he repeatedly asked Liang Yi, "Does my outfit work?"
Liang Yi "Don't be nervous, Lord"
Zhou Nianqing opened the door of Mo Yan'er's room anxiously.
Mo Yan'er kept looking straight ahead, not looking in any direction.
"Yan'er~" Zhou Nianqing called Mo Yan'er tentatively.
Mo Yaner glanced at Zhou Nianqing.
I opened my mouth but no sound came out.
Zhou Nianqing didn't know how to face Mo Yan'er. Mo Yan'er didn't have any reaction after knowing that she couldn't speak.
Mo Yaner always remembers what Yi Mo said to her before she died: "Don't shed tears easily in the future, crying can't solve anything."
She inherited the talents of her mother and father since she was a child, and her mind is also extremely smart.
Why didn't she know that she no longer had a home?
The person who told him "Don't be afraid, I'm here" broke his promise. When she woke up, he was gone.
She didn't lose any temper, but secretly wanted to avenge her parents, uncle and others.
Zhou Nianqing wanted to hug her but didn't dare.
Mo Yaner opened her mouth and made the mouth shape of paper and pen.
Zhou Nianqing understood it and asked Liang Yi to bring in paper and pen.
Mo Yan'er's handwriting followed Lan Xuanru's, and she has been good at handwriting since she was a child. "Aunt Xixi, ask him to bring me to you."
Zhou Nianqing nodded and held back tears.
Then Mo Yan'er wrote a few more words: "We were intercepted and killed, uncle and the others died to protect me."
Zhou Nianqing's eyes were red and she choked with sobs as she said, "I know, it's my aunt who has finished her trip. I should go to you as soon as possible."
"I don't blame you" Mo Yaner wrote on the paper one stroke at a time.
Zhou Nianqing held Mo Yan'er in his arms, "Auntie has avenged them. Uncle, they must also hope that you can live a happier life."
"Don't bring hatred, okay? My aunt is still here, and she will take good care of you for my sister. My sister and brother-in-law don't want you to be unhappy?"
Mo Yan'er still didn't shed tears. In order to reassure Zhou Nianqing, she nodded slightly.