Then purple vines snaked out from her body, growing and spreading rapidly, and soon covered the entire Jishengtang compound along the cracks in the door and the walls.
Under the cover of darkness, no one saw that the walls inside and outside Jishengtang were covered by dense purple vines.
These purple vines were like a barrier separating the two worlds, making everyone in Jishengtang like birds in a cage, unable to escape or make any sound.
A dark and windy night is the best time to kill or torture someone.
He Xi retracted the purple nether vine that was wrapped around Qin Hai's neck. Qin Hai coughed violently a few times and immediately let out a series of screams like a pig being slaughtered.
Because of the barrier cast by Ziming Youluo, people outside could no longer hear the sounds coming from Jishengtang, but people in the courtyard of Jishengtang could naturally hear them.
So when Qin Fu, the owner of Jishengtang, heard the sound, he ran out in a hurry without even having time to put on his clothes.
As he ran, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Which bastard is tired of living and dares to come to Jishengtang to cause trouble? Do you know whose territory this is?!"
Qin Hai, who was still howling like a ghost, immediately rushed over to Shopkeeper Qin as soon as he saw him appear. He raised his hand that was completely broken and cried, "Dad, help me! You have to help me! My hand... my hand... It's all because of that brat. He... He cut off my hand with a knife... Wuuuuu... Dad, you have to avenge me!!"
When Shopkeeper Qin saw the fragments of Qin Hai, he could only see white bones among the hideous flesh and blood. His eyes blurred and he staggered twice.
Then he flew into a rage and said, "Who?! Who the hell dares to hurt my son? I will tear him into pieces!"
Qin Hai is the only son of Qin Fu. Although his spiritual roots are mixed and his talent for cultivation is not good, he still has a certain talent in studying medicine.
Some time ago, when Dr. Xie was in a good mood, he promised to cultivate his son well. Shopkeeper Qin didn't care much about his son at first, but Dr. Xie's words filled him with hope.
As long as Qin Hai inherits Doctor Xie's teachings and can become a high-ranking physician, would the Qin family still have a chance to rise to prominence
Shopkeeper Qin was dreaming that beautiful dream, but in the blink of an eye, his son's hands were cut off at the root. What use would a low-level warrior with broken hands have
Can he study medicine? Can he practice magic? No way at all!! His only son is useless!
Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Qin was so angry that he was fuming, and Qin Hai was even more hurt and hateful. He pointed in the direction of He Xi and cried, "Dad, it's him! He was the one who suddenly broke into the store. I didn't ask a few more questions, and he chopped off my hand... Woo woo woo... Dad, you must avenge me, chop off all the limbs of this bastard!"
Shopkeeper Qin turned around and looked at He Xi who was sitting on the armchair. He was shocked by the sight.
The dim candlelight was reflected on a face as white and delicate as porcelain. One could tell at a glance that he was just a teenager, a handsome boy with beautiful and elegant features.
But the boy's face also had a pair of eyes as deep as an ancient well, cold and piercing, just looking at them made people feel like they were in the eighteenth level of hell, or in the snow, and they couldn't help trembling all over. (To be continued)