The Hengyue Mountain Range and the Xuan Dao Sect were shrouded in rain and fog, and thunderbolts of lightning thundered, and the dense forest branches and leaves under the mountain made a crackling sound in the beating of raindrops.
On this rainy night, a young man with white hair walked slowly in the dense forest. His feet were stepping on the water-filled leaves on the ground, and there was rustling noise.
From a distance, this person looked at the Xuandaozong Hall on the top of Hengyue Mountain with calm eyes. After a long time, he turned and left. This time the goal was a small mountain village hundreds of miles away.
In the mountain village in the middle of the night, in addition to the sound of thunder and lightning, there is only the sound of the rushing rain hitting the earth. Of course, there will be some local dogs in the village who whimper a few times, seeming to want to resist this day. Wei general. But, in exchange, it was even more majestic thunder.
The whole mountain village was in darkness. The white-haired young man walked slowly on the mountain village path, watching scenes of familiar and strange villages all around, his eyes gradually no longer cold, but a deep melancholy. , This melancholy can blend with ice, because it contains indelible affection.
For four hundred years, a quick glance may not be long for a cultivator, but for mortals, it is a vicissitudes of life. Many cottages in this mountain village have often been renovated by several generations, and many changes have been made.
This young man is exactly Wang Lin.
He looked at the surrounding villages and kept his eyes on one place. There, Wang Lin remembered that there was an old locust tree. When he was a child, he often read under this tree and played with his partners.
In the eyes, this all disappeared.
Wang Lin sighed and walked slowly. Not long after, he stopped in a daze and looked at a familiar house in front of him. His body trembled involuntarily. From the entrance of the village to here, almost all the houses changed. But, here is the only place that is exactly the same as when he left that year.
Wang Lin bit his lower lip. Pushed open the courtyard door. Just listen to a creak. The wooden door slowly opened inward. After he entered. Close again slowly.
In the yard. Under a draped rain cloth. Place a wooden table. All around. There are also some small wooden stools. Wang Lin silently looked at everything in front of him. Tears flowed from the eyes.
After a long time. Wang Lin came to the house. Push the door open. Walked in. All the scenes were the same as in his memory. There seems to be no change.
At this moment, Wang Lin seemed to have a feeling. Scenes from four hundred years ago. As in a dream. It's just a dream. now. His dream woke up. The souls of father and mother are not in the Tianni beads. They did not die, but in their room. In this rainy night. Fell asleep.
It's just that, with his current divine consciousness, he doesn't even need to disperse to know clearly in this ancestral house. Nobody.
In the main hall of the ancestral house. Wang Lin saw two spirit cards. These two tablets are up and down. On the first tablet is engraved: "The Spirit of Wang Tianshui, Zhou Yingsu"
Next, the first memorial tablet is engraved: "The Spirit of the Eldest Son Wang Lin"
Under these two tablets, there is an incense burner, and there are some unlit incense sticks on both sides.
There was a heart-wrenching sadness in Wang Lin's eyes. He picked up the three sticks of incense, lit them in the incense burner, slowly knelt on the ground, knocked a few heads fiercely, and muttered to himself: "Unfilial son Wang Lin, worship with incense today, and next time you come, use the heads of the entire Teng family to build the head tower of the Teng family for your parents." A killing air immediately radiated from Wang Lin's body. At this moment, the main hall suddenly The coldness increased greatly, and it was several times heavier than the cold rainy night outside.
After he got up, he was silent for a while, and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, his expression moved, and his body shook before disappearing in place.
After a while, I saw a carriage galloping from the mountain village trail. In front of the carriage was sitting an old man in a quilt. His temple was bulging, and his eyes flickered. Obviously he was in the mortal world. Martial arts master.
He flicked the whip in his hand, but when he heard a "pop", he slammed on the horse, and the horse neighed suddenly, faster.
The uneven ground made the carriage turbulent, but the old man seemed to be stuck to the carriage, not moving at all, but he sometimes drank in his mouth: "Drive!"
Soon, the carriage approached, and the old man made a soft drink, and the reins were immediately caught by him. The horse hissed, and the front hoofs lifted the old high, swinging diagonally, and finally stopped at the door of Wang's ancestor house. forward.
The old man leaped, got out of the carriage neatly, opened the carriage door respectfully, and immediately jumped out of the carriage by a little girl. She was wearing a green shirt with her hair tied on her head and looked pretty.
After the girl came down, she immediately shook her body, apparently she was invaded by the cold in the rainy night, but she didn't care. Instead, she took out an oil umbrella, opened it and said crisply: "Miss, here it is."
A beautiful and charming shadow, leaned out of the carriage, slowly got down, and stood under the oil umbrella. This woman has a pale face and a sickly beauty.
As soon as she came, her body shuddered, the girl quickly took an umbrella in one hand, and took out a purple coat from the car with the other hand, and put it on the woman with the help of the old man.
At the same time, the little girl said with dissatisfaction: "Miss, it's raining so hard today, so why bother to come over? Come again tomorrow, isn't it the same? Miss is weak. If you catch the wind and cold, what can you do? what."
Even the old man who drove the car had a hint of reproach while showing compassion in his eyes.
The young lady chuckled, and while walking forward, she whispered: "You don’t understand. Grandpa said before he passed away. Every year today, no matter what happens to my Wang family, the descendants of my family will come here to worship in person. For a while, this is a tradition."
The little girl was still dissatisfied, and said pretty: "Miss, this is so far from the capital, why come here every year? Is there any allusion in it? I heard some sisters talk about it, it seems that this place was once a branch of the Wang family. "
The young lady chuckled and prevented the old man from pushing open the courtyard door. Instead, she stretched out Qianqianyu's hand and opened the courtyard door. She said, "The first time you came with me, naturally I don't know. I have a chance in the future. I will tell you. ."
After entering the yard, the three of them did not stay, but pushed directly away from the house and walked in. The little girl put away the umbrella in the room, shook the raindrops on it, held it in her hand, and looked around curiously. Look up.
As for the old man, he stood at the door, closed his eyes and said nothing.
The young lady took a deep breath and walked straight. The little girl was about to follow, but was stopped by the young lady, and said softly: "You and Uncle Li are waiting outside, I will go in by myself."
The little girl's mouth was immediately pursed, but she nodded obediently.
The young lady smiled, coughed a few times, and walked slowly to the main hall. After entering this hall, the woman looked at the two tablets on the shelf and took out a bedding from the side. She knelt on it, knelt a few heads, and was about to hold the incense fulcrum, but she suddenly trembled. Staring at the three incense sticks that were about to burn out in the incense burner, she was about to exclaim. Suddenly, a cold air filled the whole hall. The woman secreted cold sweat on her forehead, and she did not dare to move. She felt like she If you move, I'm afraid you will lose your life on the spot.
I saw a young man with white hair slowly walking out of the shadow of the main hall.
"Who's offspring are you?" Wang Lin glanced at the woman and said lightly.
A look of horror appeared on the woman's face, her body trembling constantly under the intrusion of the cold air, and even her voice trembled: "Who are you? Why are you in my Wang Family Ancestor House..."
Wang Lin looked at the woman, waved his right hand, and the surrounding cold air disappeared, and she became slightly warm. The woman felt her body warm and no longer trembled. Instead, her eyes were shocked, staring at the king in a daze. Lin, only secretly, her right hand touched her waist gently.
Suddenly, a strong palm wind came from outside. At the same time, the old man driving the car jumped into the main hall. However, almost immediately after he came in, he immediately trembled, and his whole body fell to the ground involuntarily and fell asleep. past.
The woman's complexion changed.
"I'll ask you again, who are you offspring?" Wang Lin said flatly without even looking at the old man who fell on the ground. In fact, as early as the moment he saw this ancestral house, he was already suspicious. Over the years, if the ancestral house was left unattended, it would definitely not be able to keep it until now. According to his observations, this house is definitely not the real one. , Apparently was rebuilt by someone.
"My father is Wang Yun, since I have followed me here, why ask knowingly!" The woman gritted her teeth with a firm look in her eyes.
"What is the relationship between the person in this house and you?" Wang Lin asked with a wrinkle.
"... It's my brother's house." The woman was very puzzled. If the person in front of her was a killer sent by her father's opponent, why did she ask such strange questions.
Wang Lin trembled in his heart. He looked at this woman, his tone was no longer plain, but there was a slight ups and downs, and he whispered, "What is your ancestor's name?"
"Ancestor Tiantu..." The woman hesitated and said softly, she always felt that the person in front of her was weird.
When Wang Lin heard the name, he immediately shook his body and muttered to himself: "Four uncles..." For Wang Lin's whole clan, the person who most misses his parents besides his parents is his fourth uncle. At this time Hearing the news of the fourth uncle, Wang Lin couldn't help but agitated.
The scenes of the four uncles in the past immediately reverberated in his mind. After a long time, Wang Lin sighed deeply, looked at the woman's gaze, and there was a trace of unknown emotions, as if he was looking at his younger generation, and said in a warm voice: "How old is your ancestor... How old did you pass away?"
The strange color in the woman’s eyes became stronger, and she whispered, “The ancestor passed away at ninety-eight years old. When he was middle-aged, he was taken by an immortal head of the Misty Sect. After going down the mountain, he laid his foundation in the capital and became one of the royal family’s consecrations. My king’s family, It has also developed in the capital since then."
There was a hint of relief in Wang Lin's eyes, and he was silent for a while, and said warmly: "Four... Has your ancestor's son Wang Hu passed away?"
A shocked expression appeared in the woman's eyes, and she said in shock: "You...how did you know that Wang Hu, the son of the ancestor, also... also left in the third year after the death of the ancestor."
For 400 years, things are different. Before and after Wang Lin heard the news from his uncle, his mentality was suddenly greatly moved. After a long time, he glanced at the woman and slowly said: "You have a feeling in your body. The most yin air, but your mother was injured when she was pregnant with you?"
The woman stared at Wang Lin blankly, and there was a storm in her heart. You must know what the other party said just now. If you look carefully, you can find some clues, but very few people know the reason for the most yin wounds in her body. Knowing that she has been frail and sick since she was a child.
The woman looked at Wang Lin and said with a trembling, "You...Who are you?" She has loosened the idea that this person is a killer sent by her father's opponent. If she were a killer, how could she know so many things.
When Wang Lin called with his right hand, a blue aura suddenly appeared from the woman's forehead. The blue aura became heavier and heavier. Finally, it suddenly floated from his Tianling acupoint. With a wave of Wang Lin, the blue aura immediately dissipated.
The woman just felt her body suddenly heat up, and the stubborn illness that had entangled her for twenty years, disappeared with a wave of the other party, which immediately reminded her of a type of person in the legend.
"You... Are you a fairy?" The woman bit her lower lip.
"Fairy... That's right." Wang Lin chuckled lightly. Seeing that the fourth uncle had a young man, and it seemed to be developing in the capital, Wang Lin's gloomy heart couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
Wang Lin groaned a little, glanced at the woman, and said, "Speaking of which, I should be your ancestor. Back then, I had an appointment with my fourth uncle. If I am successful in cultivating immortals, I will protect his children and grandchildren in return for the grace of immortals. "After that, he patted the storage bag, took out a few bottles of medicine from it, and said: "There are a total of 72 pills in it. Each descendant of the direct descendant can only take one pill in this life. Don't be greedy. As for you, you can take three pills."
After handing the medicine bottle to the woman, Wang Lin pondered for a moment. He tapped one hand on the center of the woman's eyebrows. After taking out a drop of blood, he patted the storage bag and took out a jade slip. With a move of spiritual thought, Wang Lin left it inside. A trace of the imprint of the extreme realm, then his eyes were cold, and he said solemnly: "In this jade slip, I have left a trace of divine knowledge. In the territory of Zhao Kingdom, no one who cultivates immortals can survive the attack of this jade slip for a quarter or three. However, this jade slip can only be used three times. Before you pass away, this jade slip is kept in your hands. It is not in my royal family’s blood and cannot be opened! Use it with caution and do it for yourself."
After throwing the jade slip to the woman, Wang Lin flicked his sleeve and disappeared in place.
The woman stared blankly at the pill and jade slip in her hand, feeling a dream. At this moment, the old man who fell on the ground slowly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and immediately showed condensed light and stood up. The body said solemnly: "Miss, what happened just now?"
At this time, the little girl with the oil umbrella rushed in from outside. After seeing the lady was fine, she took a breath and blushed and said, "Miss, Tweety was too sleepy just now, I don’t know. I fell asleep without noticing."
As soon as the old man heard this, his complexion suddenly became difficult to look. He clearly felt the young lady's signal just now, but almost as soon as he entered this hall, he involuntarily fainted.
"It's okay, don't think about it, let's go, let's go back to the capital." The woman took a deep breath, stood up, and the sickness on her face was swept away, revealing a healthy rosy.
The old man was the first to discover the abnormality. He looked at the woman in shock and lost his voice: "Miss, you..."
At this time, the little girl also saw the abnormality, and her eyes showed disbelief.
The woman smiled and didn't say anything, but turned her head and took a closer look at the two tablets on the shelf in the main hall, especially after staying a little on the tablets of Wang Lin, and turned to leave.
With her ice and snow intelligence, she has a hint of speculation in her heart, but this speculation requires her to check the genealogy after returning to the capital to be sure. She believes that her father will take time out of his busy schedule this time. Together, she carefully checked the genealogy.
When he left the mountain village, Wang Lin's complexion immediately swept away his previous gentleness, but became slightly hideous, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous intent. He was in the air, galloping away, and he had made up his mind inside.
If the so-called tree fell and scattered, if Teng Huayuan was killed directly, then his descendants would most likely be scattered and empty, and would not be able to rise to Wang Lin's preparations to punish the bloody dream hidden in his family's heart.
In addition, the most important thing is that if Teng Huayuan was killed so cleanly, Wang Lin could not vent the hatred in his heart. He wanted to let Teng Huayuan watch all his descendants die one by one, and endure the grief in the world before finally taking it. Life, revenge and hate.
He swept away his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, and immediately covered the entire country of Zhao, and easily found the Tengjia City where Teng Huayuan was at this time. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with earth-shattering murderous intent, and his body immediately rushed out like a thunder.
Thousands of miles away from Tengjia City, Wang Lin stopped, slapped his storage bag, took out a burst of flags, inserted it on the ground, waved his right hand, and suddenly the flag disappeared without a trace.
After that, Wang Lin moved again and circled the entire Tengjiacheng for thousands of miles. After the 16-stroke flag was inserted in a row, he stared at the direction of Tengjiacheng coldly, with a bloodthirsty cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: " From today on, you can only enter, but not leave, the Tengjia City! Teng Huayuan, my Wang Lin’s revenge, this is just the beginning!"
His eyes were cold, his hands pinched, the whole person immediately floated to the sky, in mid-air, he gave a low drink, his hands quickly touched himself a few times, and then a blue aura rose from his purple mansion and immediately wrapped it. The whole body, immediately, behind him, slowly condensed a virtual image like an ancient demon god.
Wang Lin was on one knee, with the tip of his right finger, a drop of blood quickly popped out, and he shouted: "The soul of the vine, now!"
Suddenly the illusory demon god opened his eyes and swallowed the blood that Wang Lin had ejected. After chewing for a few times, he spat out a faint green glow.
It fell slowly and was caught by Wang Lin. At the same time, the ghost shadow of the demon gradually disappeared.
This is a little supernatural power in Wang Lin's ancient god Tu Si Ji. Anyone who is killed by it can call out the soul and return from nothingness with this supernatural power. It's just time, only half a stick of incense.
Returning to the soul, there is no memory, only some instinctive reactions. In the eyes of the ancient god Tusi, this supernatural power is of no use, and it is often used to increase the power of temporary magic weapons.
But at the moment when Wang Lin achieved this supernatural power, a series of thoughts of revenge had already begun in his heart.
Holding the Soul of Lie Li, Wang Lin said two words and swallowed it. In an instant, his divine consciousness spread out again and enveloped the entire country of Zhao. Slowly, according to the feeling of the Soul of Lie Li, appeared in Wang Lin’s divine knowledge. One bright spot after another, each of these bright spots represents a person with the descent of the Teng family. These people, no matter whether they are a direct line or a side line, even the sons of a woman from the Teng family married to others, slowly appeared in Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness. It can be said that as long as there is a trace of the vine family blood, it will appear in Wang Lin's spiritual sense.
Annihilation is not so easy to kill all the Teng family members, but a kind of obliteration of the entire Teng family lineage from the root! This is worthy of calling it, annihilation!
Gradually, these bright spots grew more and more, and the smile on Wang Lin’s mouth became more and more cruel. The number of descendants of the Teng family had reached a certain number in the past time. Under the memory of Wang Lin’s divine consciousness, the souls of these people fluctuated. Immediately be remembered by him.
Banzhuxiang flashed past, and the soul of the vine that was swallowed by Wang Lin slowly dissipated.
Wang Lin slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and the mosquito beast appeared immediately. Wang Lin stepped on it, and his spiritual consciousness locked on the nearest martial school from here and galloped away. The person in his spiritual consciousness who has the blood of the Teng family and the soul fluctuates here. , There are seven!
Teng Xuan, as one of the sixth generation descendants of the Teng family, has already reached the cultivation base of the early stage of alchemy. In addition to his surname Teng, there is another reason. He is the first ancestor of the Yuan Ying stage of the Tiandao Sect. disciple.
The Fuji family is in Tiandaomen, with six disciples. These six people currently occupy high positions. Of course, the person with the highest status is naturally Fuji Xuan. After all, the cultivation base of the other five people is just the foundation period.
Teng Xuan is very satisfied with everything he has now. Whether it is a dual monk or his status, he is extremely satisfied. Although all this is nothing in the eyes of several core clans in the Fuji family, Teng Xuan knows his identity and he cannot Compared with those people.
Even among the countless clansmen of the Teng Family, there are a few who can be compared with those proud of the sky, Teng Xuan has self-knowledge, and he only wants to reach the late stage of Dan formation in his lifetime, and that is satisfied.
Today, his little sister, Teng You, came here from the Acacia Sect to gather with him. Thinking of this little girl, Teng Xuan’s lower abdomen, a fire rose. There is a very secret secret between him and the little girl.
As early as in their teenage years, the two had a real relationship as a husband and wife. This relationship has continued to this day, although Fujigen knew that this little girl was born lewd. People of the generation are also a little ambivalent with the little sister, but he doesn't care. He can't help but think about the secrets of the bed that the little girl learns from the Acacia Sect.
With a fiery mood, he hurried to the back mountain attic, opened the door, and suddenly a delicate body exuding bursts of attractive fragrance fell in his arms.
Wang Lin galloped all the way, seeing the martial art that sits on Qifeng from a distance, and saw the three characters on the summit hall-Tiandaomen.
Wang Lin barely stopped, and rushed up. Suddenly, the mountain peaks flickered and the defense formation opened. Wang Lin didn't even look at it. He slapped his storage bag, and suddenly the forbidden flag appeared in his hand, shaking. Dozens of forbidden air flashed in it, and rushed towards the light curtain.
Without any hesitation, the light curtain suddenly shattered, and at the same time, the entire Tiandaomen mountain peak, with a rumbling sound, dropped countless rubble and raised clouds of gray smoke.
Almost instantly, the ancestors of the Nascent Souls of Tiandaomen suddenly flew out of their retreats, all looking towards the sky with shock.
The mosquito beast at Wang Lin's feet seemed to sense the master's murderous intent. With a whistle, he suddenly rushed down. The primordial infant stage monks secretly cried out, and when they were about to take out the magic weapon to fight with them, Wang Lin swept away his spiritual consciousness. , Immediately pressed on the entire Tiandao Gate like Tianwei.
"I have a personal grievance with the descendants of the Teng family, and those who stand in the way, die!"
In this voice, Wang Lin has already added a trace of divine consciousness. This voice came from the sky with great strength. The lower the voice, the louder the voice. In the end, it was almost shocking, roaring, those Nascent Souls. The monks vomited blood one after another, and their eyes showed a look of astonishment that they had never seen before.
At the same time, Wang Lin leaped down from the mosquito beast, his consciousness swept away, and he immediately stared at one of the many Tiandaomen disciples on the main hall square. This person was young with a look of horror.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth. With a call from his right hand, the person suddenly rose up involuntarily and fell into Wang Lin's hands. This person clasped his neck tightly with both hands, struggling to say something, but unfortunately, he didn't. The surname is Vine!
Wang Lin squeezed his right hand, but when he heard a few clicks, the young moment's eyes puffed out and died of anger. At the same time, Wang Lin shook his left hand, and there were many soul flags in his hand. The soul of this person immediately flew out of the sky. Falling into the soul flag.
Wang Lin threw the person's body back, and suddenly a long dragon tendon flew out from the storage bag, which bound the person's body firmly, while the other end was held by the huge mouthparts of the mosquito beast.
All of this, under the eyes of the Tiandaomen, Wang Lin did it cleanly, without any muddling. After killing a person, he moved into the hall and saw a young man with a look of grief and anger and clenched his fists. It's just his fist, and since then, there is no chance to loosen it again.
Because his surname is Teng!
Wang Lin slapped his right hand and landed on the person's Heavenly Spirit. Under a palm, the person's internal organs suddenly shattered, and his soul was sucked into the soul flag. There was no mercy in Wang Lin's eyes, and his body moved suddenly. This time, the ancestors of Heavenly Dao Sect's Yuan Ying could no longer sit and watch. One of the red-faced old men flashed in front of Wang Lin. I was frightened, but still shouted: "Daoist, stop, I have something to say!"
Wang Lin didn't even look at this person. The extreme spiritual sense suddenly moved. In a flash of his body, the red-faced old man showed a trace of gray in his eyes, and his spiritual sense was immediately shattered, and he shot at the moment Wang Lin passed by him. Below, the whole person, together with Yuan Ying, suddenly broke into pieces of meat and scattered all over the ground.
"Stopper, the same sin as the Teng family!" A voice that was as cold as winter came slowly from Wang Lin's mouth.
Several Yuan Ying monks around, immediately frightened, stopped living and dared not step forward.
Wang Lin left the main hall, followed the Tiandaomen attic, and galloped away. The Yuan Ying monks hesitated one by one. One of them quickly took out a jade slip, printed a divine thought and sacrificed it. The jade slip flashed. In time, he flew to the distance quickly and disappeared.
Afterwards, these Yuan monks look at me one by one, I look at you, gritted their teeth, and followed Wang Lin. Although they dare not stop them, if they lack the courage to catch up, they would be the ancestor of Yuan Ying. .
A pretty-looking woman flew towards the heavenly gate with a panic face at this time, she didn't want to die.
However, how could Wang Lin's speed be comparable to her? Almost immediately when she arrived in the alchemy room, Wang Lin had already appeared. With a wave of her right hand, the woman's body suddenly flew back involuntarily, screaming at her. The sound fell into Wang Lin's hands.
There was a look of fear in her eyes, she didn't want to die, but her surname was Teng!
Cruelly crushed the female cervical vertebrae. After collecting her soul, Wang Lin threw the corpse back. The dragon's tendons suddenly flicked and curled up again. At this time, three corpses were already tied up on the dragon's tendons.
Wang Lin stopped. Except for two of the remaining four people in the divine consciousness, the remaining two were flying fast. One of them was about to leave the Qifeng of Tiandaomen.
Wang Lin's eyes were cold. When he moved, he was already outside the Qifeng Tiandaomen. He saw a black-clothed young man flying in horror, sometimes looking back.
However, his head turned back, and there is no chance to turn it back, because his surname is Teng!
Wang Lin flicked a finger and landed on the person's chest. His body immediately shook and died of anger. He collected his soul and trapped the corpse. Wang Lin flew to the next target.
The few Nascent Soul cultivators who followed him, their hearts became more and more shocked, and they thought to themselves, when did the Fuji family offend such a evil star
The cultivation base of this evil star has already reached the sky, killing the Yuanying monk is effortless, but this person does not trouble Teng Huayuan, but starts from his descendants. Obviously, he has a deep hatred with the Teng family, and has the plan to destroy the Teng family.
Chills rose in the hearts of these Yuan Ying monks one after another, and their footsteps couldn't help but slow down a little.
The coldness in Wang Lin's eyes was still cold, a trace of evil spirits slowly emanating from his body, the corner of his mouth smiled sullenly, and the fifth person was locked! This person is the oldest of these people, already gray-haired, but his cultivation base is not high, it's just the Dzogchen in the later stage of foundation building.
He did not show any panic or sorrow on his face at this time, but galloped away solemnly, and during the flight, he took out several jade slips one after another, leaving behind his spiritual thoughts and offering them one by one.
However, his fate is already doomed, because his surname is Teng!
When Wang Lin appeared in front of him, the man immediately stopped flying, looked at Wang Lin gloomily, and quickly said: "What is the feud between the predecessor and my Fuji family? This matter must have been wrong..."
Without waiting for him to speak, Wang Lin flicked his right hand and flew out a black flying sword from the storage bag. It pierced the person's chest instantly. In a blink of an eye, the person was completely black and died of breath.
Collecting the soul and binding the corpse, Wang Lin's body flashed and flew towards the back mountain.
Every time Teng Xuan and Teng Youhuan are happy, he will open the formation in the back mountain attic and hide all aura. Although he also can't notice the outside affairs, but in terms of safety, it can reach the extreme.
After all, he and Fujiyou are really brothers and sisters. If such things are discovered, he will be ruined. Although there are many people who have a good relationship with Fujiyou, many of them are in the Fuji family, but this kind of thing is at most everyone. I know that I don't want to spread it out, but once I'm caught in bed, it's different.
In this way, he didn't know all the things, and before his eyes were Teng You's delicate face and the fascinating crisp body.
After a few heart-piercing roars, Teng Xuan rushed frantically, as if to tear Teng You apart. As for Teng You, he immediately performed the secret technique of the Albizia Sect. The two reached the flesh almost at the same time. The limit of desire.
I have to say that compared with the other five people, Teng Xuan and Teng Yu are fortunate. Although they are bound to die, at the very least, after enjoying the carnal desire, they returned to the West.
Teng Xuan took a few deep breaths and climbed up from Teng You, but he immediately noticed something was wrong, and was shocked, and immediately found that there was one more person in the room.
His heart shook as he was about to speak, suddenly the person's eyes flashed, this was the last picture he saw in his life.
As for that Tengyou, she opened her beautiful eyes and saw Teng Xuan's head on the ground. She screamed in shock, but, this scream is far from the previous moan|sounding sound, and at the same time, it is also in her life. The last sound made.
They are doomed to die, because his siblings are named Teng!
After killing the two and taking out their souls, Wang Lin walked out of the attic. Outside the attic, the ancestors of the Yuan Ying at Tiandaomen were silent. Wang Lin didn't even look at them, his body soared into the air, stepping on the mosquito, and at the end of the dragon's tendons in the mosquito's mouth, seven corpses were tied up.
Without any stay, Wang Lin quickly left the Tiandao Gate riding on the mosquitoes. From a distance, the seven corpses locked by the dragon's tendons were like the tails of a peacock, with a sense of blood in the bright colors.
It wasn't until Wang Lin's figure disappeared into the sky that the ancestors of the Yuan Ying breathed a sigh of relief. They were all sweating, and one of them whispered: "Teng Family, it's over..."
"It's not just the Teng family, Zhao Guo, this time, I'm afraid it's going to change the sky..." the other person muttered to himself, and then he took a deep breath, staring into the distance, staring at the master of the heavens here, Shen The voice said: "The order continues, and all the disciples who have been practicing outside are recalled. All the industries related to the Fuji family will be immediately interrupted. Several disciples in the school who have gone out to experience and have formed double cultivation with the Fuji family... , Everything in his Fuji family has nothing to do with my Heavenly Dao Sect!"
After killing the seven people of the Teng Family, Wang Lin's eyes were always cold, and he must be determined to do that kind of annihilation. If he had the slightest femininity, he would definitely not be able to act decisively, and he would not be able to persevere. After all, annihilation is not something Everyone is determined to do it.
Wang Lin's next goal is a school tens of thousands of miles away from here, where there are many descendants of the Teng family, with a total of 93 people!
Wang Lin is not in a hurry. He wants to kill slowly, so that Teng Huayuan struggles with the grief of the bereaved but unable to go out for treatment. He wants Teng Huayuan to have the kind of heart-piercing desire he had at the beginning. Dig your chest and take out your heart to see if it feels broken!