Rebirth of The Strongest Ghost Cultivator

Chapter 39: tacit agreement

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Liu Yunning died as soon as she died, and she was clearly arrested.

To save her from the dead, she must be physically and mentally complete.

Retaking Liu Yunning's soul and rescuing Lin Yirui, the two-in-one thing will all fall on the head of Yinhuxuan.

Zhou Yang couldn't find the master of Yinhu Xuan, but it didn't mean that there was no way.

After a hurried drive all night, the sky was faint, and the car arrived in Hulun Town!

Zhou Yang got out of the car with Liu Yunning on his back, ran straight to the town, went straight to a courtyard, and walked in.

Someone woke up in the wing of the courtyard and snorted, "Who!"

Zhou Yang didn't answer, and went straight to the front of the main room. He stretched out his hand and pushed, the latch fell, the door opened, and he walked straight in.

The person in the wing had already rushed out of the room. It was the old man with the Chinese character face guarding Su Xiaocha. He was only wearing pajamas in the emergency room, but after all he was a step slower, only to see the figure flashing into the main room, and he couldn't help being furious. But he didn't dare to say anything, and rushed in with a stride. Before he could see what was going on, he heard Su Xiaocha scream, "Uncle Du, what are you doing?"

With a calm look, Su Xiaocha was sitting on the side of the bed, pressing the quilt on her chest with one hand, and her white thighs and smooth shoulders were all exposed.

The old man was very embarrassed, and quickly lowered his eyes, stepped out again, and reminded, "I just heard something, someone came in..."

"What kind of person, it's me." Su Xiaocha sighed, "I have a nightmare. I want to breathe out, so I opened the door, Uncle Du, this is in Hulun Town, and there are so many hidden lake houses. Disciple, what can you do, don't be too nervous, it's still early, let's take a rest."

The old man was puzzled, but he didn't see Su Xiaocha coming out, and he didn't want to rush in, so he could only tell, "Be careful yourself, and call me if anything is wrong." After finishing talking, he didn't want to leave, and hobbled at the door for a while. It wasn't until Su Xiaocha urged repeatedly that she left.

Su Xiaocha in the room breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and whispered, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yang turned out from the corner and put Liu Yunning on her **, "I'm going to do something, help me take good care of her!"

Su Xiaocha glanced at Liu Yunning with a complex expression, and did not say a single extra word, but should just say, "Okay!"

Su Xiaocha didn't ask how Zhou Yang found her. The moment Zhou Yang arrived outside the courtyard, she sensed it and turned to get up.

Zhou Yang didn't ask why Su Xiaocha would sit on the bedside and wait for him to enter the door early in the morning, and did not give any explanation to cover him. The moment he entered Hulun Town, he felt her presence.

Although there is only one night's fate, he is an old friend who is familiar as if he is the most intimate.

Zhou Yang nodded at her, this time opened the rear window, turned out the room, strode out of the town, returned to the car, took the life-breaking sword, and went straight to the Lin family's ancestral hall.

The streets of Hulun Town in the early morning were so deserted that even a dog could not be seen.

But when Zhou Yang was more than a thousand meters away from the ancestral hall, three people appeared in the middle of the road, blocking his way.

In the middle is an old man with a hat on his head and white beard and eyebrows. It is hard to see a long cigarette now with a pole in his hand.

On the right is a glamorous woman with luxurious clothes, with wonderful eyes and a variety of styles.

The one on the left is a thin middle-aged man with a horrible shape with layered scars on his face, and his body has an indescribable sharp taste, as if the whole person is a knife, an extremely sharp knife.

The four main generals of Yinhuxuan, except for the dead, are all here!

Before the rise of Yun Siming, Lord Xuan was invisible, and the four generals were the representatives of Yinhu Xuan outside, and they were also the most famous and strongest combat power!

The old man is He Lianxiu, the most qualified disciple of the entire Yinhuxuan, has been the master general for more than 50 years.

The scar face was called Tie Dongjun. He was originally just a killer, but was later accepted as a disciple by the master of Yinhu Xuan. Combining the spells of Yinhu Xuan and his original killer skills, he created a set of melee that even the master of Yinhu Xuan can admire. The art of assassination, after becoming famous, has gone through many battles and lost unpaid.

And that glamorous woman named Bai Caijie, the younger sister of Yinhu Xuanzhu, was most proficient in the art of replenishing qi, saving the soul and restoring the soul.

If you add Lu Zhengtao who has died, the four protagonists happen to be the direction of the four different branches of Yinhuxuan.

The head of the mountain is mainly used for defense, the head of the wind is used for close assassination, the head of fire is used for the long-range attack spell, and the head of Lin Jiatou is repaired.

Each sect leader sends a disciple to form the most rigorous combat team, attacking and defending from a distance, which can be called invincible!

The four main generals are the most extreme of this kind of combat team!

Zhou Yang looked at the ancestral hall from a distance, and his footsteps did not stop!

Although it was still early in the morning in the ancestral hall a kilometer away, it was unexpectedly lively.

Red cloth and red lanterns were placed in the old ancestral hall, which was originally ancient and old, and two red happy characters were posted on the door of the ancestral hall.

Although it is a bit simpler, it still highlights the significance of this decoration-a wedding celebration!

The third uncle still shrank in his position, as if he would not leave even if he sat until the end of his life. The standing statue of the ancestors of the Lin family was enshrined behind him.

On his left side sat a row of elders from the Lin family who were about the same age as him. On the right side sat a disciple of Yinhuxuan. The oldest one was only in his early thirties. All of them slid straight back, with incomparable spirit and old age. The Lin family formed a distinct representative.

In the middle of the ground, two people were kneeling.

One is Lin Yirui and the other is Yun Siming.

Lin Yirui didn't even have any clothes. She was still wearing the bandage Liu Yunning put on her. Her hair was flowing out, and there were blood stains at the corners of her mouth. She stared at everyone in the ancestral hall with fierce eyes, as if she would rush to bite people in the next moment.

But she can't get up.

Before kneeling here, her body was restrained many times, and now she can't even speak, let alone action, as if she had become a stone sculpture.

Yun Siming was very energetic. Although he was kneeling, his aura was more than that of the third uncle sitting high up. He urged a little impatiently, "How long will I have to wait? Let's get started!"

"Shao An, don't be impatient!" San Shugong said in a deep voice, but his eyes fell on the incense burner between the two of them and him.

The early morning sun has already shot into the ancestral hall, and is moving towards the incense burner little by little.

Three thumb-thick incense sticks have been inserted into the incense burner.

"When the sky sees the front line, you can witness the way!" The third uncle's voice was slow and hoarse, full of indescribable suffocation.

Yun Siming clenched his fists and lowered his head. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he still suppressed himself.

boom! boom! boom!

Loud noises came from outside the ancestral hall.

The land trembles.

It seems that a giant is approaching the ancestral hall step by step.

Everyone looked at the closed door uncomfortably.

Only Yun Siming stared at the sun moving motionlessly.

Lin Yirui couldn't turn her head, but she could see his movements from the corner of her eyes. She laughed hoarsely and said, "Are you afraid? Yes, you are afraid! Does the eye of fear know? Cthulhu! The same was cut by him. It's still a broken knife!"

"That's not an evil god!" Yun Siming said in a low voice, "that's the one true god! You Lin Family, don't understand what you are facing!"

Thank you Zui Meng Xiao Bodhi for your reward

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