Jiayou's Fun

Lu Qian looked on coldly as he clicked the barrel of the gun with his fingers.

Bai Li's struggle, the revelation of father's love, or the sublimation of human nature... none of them moved him.

Lu Qian has seen through the whole Bai family.

This group of people, tsk.

If Dayin loses them, even if it can't get better, it will definitely not get worse!

"What a pity the hearts of parents in the world!"

However, you can still say sarcastic words, so Lu Qian mentioned a trace of Gui Xu Xian Yuan and gently spread his words throughout several nearby streets.

Bai Li's body struggled and squirmed, making indistinct sounds in his throat, and black blood foam continued to seep from the corners of his mouth.

He struggled, struggled desperately, and then, there was no movement.

He became the same as when he first appeared, lifeless and evil, his eyes were gray and there was no aura anymore. The last trace of intelligence left in his body was wiped out, and he became completely evil.

'Da da da'!

The three girls, Qingyou and Wuzui, rode on the blood-hoofed Wuzui and ran over.

Several miles behind them, three little barking donkeys were walking slowly towards this direction at a leisurely pace.

Lu Qian looked back and shook his head.

Qingyou's third daughter, Xiaominglu, is also quite arrogant.

"What the hell is this?" Qingyou had a hint of red spicy sauce hanging from the corner of her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked at the people standing at the gate of the Bai family in shock.

Lu Qian lowered his voice and explained the situation of Bai Lang and others.

Qingyou was stunned, took out the thick book from her luggage, and started rummaging through it carefully.

"Ghost chapter, ghost chapter... Well, big-headed ghost, hanging ghost, heel-boot ghost, drowning ghost..." After turning over dozens of pages, Qingyou frowned: "Nine Sons Ghost Mother? Yeah? The Bai family is just right. Have nine sons?”

Looking down at the book and looking up at the nine Bailang people, Qingyou looked at Lu Qian with confusion: "But the Nine Sons Ghost Mother doesn't seem to be like this? This, this, this..."

Qingyou's eyes were scattered and she fell into inexplicable confusion.

All her experiences in the world come from the handwritten notes written by her ancestors who traveled around the world. Now that the experience of the old Jianghu could not match the new situation, she was a little at a loss.

"Anyway, it's just sneakiness. What are you afraid of?" Lu Qian looked at the three Qingyou girls and comforted them: "It's okay to be surprised. I'll kill them with one sword. What are you afraid of?"

Qing Ning and Qing Ning nodded repeatedly while wiping their mouths with a handkerchief.

Isn't it?

Sword repair!

Sword cultivators never ask philosophical questions such as what the enemy is, where they come from, and what they want to do.

Facing the enemy, the sword cultivator just swings his sword to kill them, and then the world will be settled!

Qingyou also exhaled heavily. She put the book away and glanced at Lu Qian's action of lightly grabbing the bar. Following the same example, her tender fingers as tender as green onions gently pressed the sword pouch.

Li Meng and Li Meng’s eyes also lit up.

They felt inexplicably that this action was very... How should I put it?

prestige?

style?

It seems like neither.

However, it somehow makes people want to learn it.

As a result, the two women also raised their chins with straight faces, and lightly clasped their sword pouches with their fingers.

In the sword pouch, the three blue-scale swords passed down from generation to generation by the Blue-Scale Sword Pavilion were buzzing.

The sad sound of the erhu came from a distance, and another son of the Bai family jumped out, playing the erhu.

Not long after, Bai Lang and other nine young masters of the Bai family, carrying nine-color musical instruments, lined up at the gate of the Bai family. With evil smiles, they kowtowed to Bai Changkong who was vomiting blood inside the gate.

"Today's grand funeral in the Bai Mansion must be held with great splendor!" Bai Lang laughed.

"We must do it to shock Hao Jing!" Bai Qiong smiled strangely.

"It must be done so that everyone in the world knows about it." Bai Xi smiled slyly.

"Old man of the Bai family, please get on your way...will we go to the Prime Minister's Mansion later?" The nine members of the Bai family cheered in unison.

Bai Changkong looked at his nine precious sons sternly, and said quietly: "Okay, why don't you come out?"

Bai Lang smiled and turned the rattle, and said quietly: "Who's coming out? Who's coming out? Scared, there are still outsiders here, let's give these outsiders first... Oh, no, Lu Qian can't be considered an outsider, hehe!"

A woman's laughter could clearly be heard coming from Bai Lang's chest.

He turned his head suddenly, with a 'click' sound, and the bones of his neck made a harsh friction sound, and stared straight at Lu Qian with his dead fish eyes.

The next moment, Bai Lang launched a violent surge and rushed straight towards Lu Qian.

Lu Qian scolded, and the dark cloud beast under the seat also accelerated violently. Wisps of cloud smoke entangled, and the sound of hoofbeats was as dense as thunder, and it roared out.

With the spear in his hand, a cold light burst out.

Bai Lang screamed strangely, and the rattle in his hand released a blood-colored ripple, and hit the head of the spear hard.

The Black Cloud Beast was too fast, and Lu Qian's arm was moved forward. The spear split into two points of cold light, avoided the small rattle, and hit Bai Lang's chest with a 'ding' sound.

Bai Lang's body was like a bubble of pig urine that was full of energy. Lu Qian's spear was pointed at his chest. Before the force was fully released, he bounced back.

The other person was in mid-air, grinning strangely at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian sneered, and a wisp of Guixu Immortal Essence blasted into the spear, and a violent beast roar was heard. From the tip to the tail of the spear, traces of black smoke rushed out, and black spear lights as thick as an arm shot out. , the spear's beam was more than thirty feet long, volleying for several miles with a terrifying sound of tearing the air.

The street in front of the Bai family was swept by the gunfire. Wherever it passed, huge stone slabs were cut into pieces, and straight ditches that were one foot wide and several feet deep were opened.

Bai Lang's body was penetrated by more than a dozen spear rays, and there was an endless sound of 'Puff'. Broken flesh and bones were constantly ejected from his body along with the spear rays. They were shocked by the spear rays and exploded into flying ash on the spot. drift.

The Black Cloud Beast rushed forward for more than ten feet, but was stopped by Lu Qian.

Lu Qian put away his gun. The street in front of him was filled with smoke and dust. Countless broken slate fragments fell from the sky with a crash. Bai Lang, with more than a dozen transparent holes pierced through his body, swirled and flew back more than a hundred feet away. It hit the front door of the Bai family hard.

Bai Changkong looked at Bai Lang who fell to the ground expressionlessly.

Bai Lang's lips moved and he kept making low gasping sounds.

The wounds on his body squirmed, and a bloody light kept pouring out of his body, violently impacting the demonic energy left in his body by the spear, making a loud 'chichi' sound.

There was no trace of blood on his wounds, only countless squirming flesh buds.

Gradually, traces of black demonic energy spurted out from his wounds, and Bai Lang's wounds were repaired bit by bit. His movements were stiff, like a puppet controlled by someone, and his joints were moving one by one, using In an extremely weird posture, he stood up from the ground little by little.

"What a gun!" Bai Lang looked at Lu Qian, and what came out of his mouth at this moment was Bai Lu's voice.

"It's indeed good." Lu Qian raised the spear in his hand and looked at Bai Lang with a smile: "What do you want to do by making your own father and a group of uncles look like this?"

On the street in front of Bai's house, and in many alleys on the left and right, faint blood-colored smoke spewed out. Along with the erratic smoke, dozens of women in red dresses floated out of an alleyway surrounded by a phoenix chariot.

Lu Qian's eyes widened and he glanced at the phoenix chariot.

That's right, this is indeed the phoenix chariot that only the Queen and Queen Mother of Dayin are eligible to ride on when traveling!

God knows where these guys got this treasure from?

However, looking at the style of this phoenix chariot and the paint color painted on it, it seems to be quite old!

Wearing a red dress, with long hair and a swollen belly, Bai Lu leaned on the phoenix chariot in an extremely lazy posture, staring directly at Lu Qian with a pair of eyes that completely turned into blood. .

"What should I do?"

Bai Lu giggled. When she was a child, the corners of her mouth were torn below her earlobes, revealing her shiny white teeth.

"You don't understand even if I tell you, so I'm too lazy to say it. Hehe!"

The blood-colored smoke quickly spread to the surroundings. It was already night. There was a relatively bright moon in the sky, but with the blood smoke, the moon was also blocked. The nearby neighbors for several miles could only be seen in blood.

In the blood mist, Duan Fangyu swayed his folding fan, his whole body covered with black scales, and walked out leisurely through the blood mist with a group of hundreds of black scale monsters.

"Dad, and uncles." Bai Lu chuckled: "How much effort did I put into turning you into what you are like?"

"A few days ago, so many people were killed in Haojing City, so many officials and noble families. Their essence, blood, and luck have all been poured into you."

"I even made a special trip to Anping Pass, and found you with great difficulty in the deep mountains and old forests."

Bai Lu smiled faintly and said: "I spent a lot of effort to turn you into this. Carefree, fearless, so innocent, innocent and interesting... Hehe."

"Also, you have immortal bodies."

Bai Lu seemed to be asking Bai Changkong, but in fact, her eyes were fixed on Lu Qian: "Am I really good to my elders?"

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Lu.

"A few days ago, Haojing was haunted. Is this why you killed so many people?"

Bai Lu nodded hurriedly: "Isn't that right? Aren't you also engaged in some kind of great struggle, fighting for luck, and recasting the wisdom of heaven and earth? This luck is indisputable..."

Shaking her head, Bai Lu sneered: "I only know that luck is like a leek. If you want it, just cut it."

"A few days ago, seventy-seven families of officials and nobles were wiped out in Haojing City, and thirty-five noble families were massacred. Hundreds of other officials and noble families, as well as direct and collateral clan members, were killed and injured in a mess."

"These people are all lucky."

"I used secret techniques to drain their essence and blood, imprison their souls, and take away their luck... The essence, energy, and spirit of tens of thousands of people, along with their luck, were all injected into the bodies of my father and eight uncles."

Bai Lu smiled and pointed at Bai Lang and the others.

"Look, they are interesting now, aren't they?"

Blood mist rose around him, and small trinkets such as hairpins, sachets, rings, earrings, bracelets, hydrangeas, and handkerchiefs appeared out of thin air, slowly spinning around Bai Lu.

The terrifying evil force mixed with the biting cold air surged and swept across the land for several miles in an instant.

In the sky, blood-colored snowflakes fell.

The sky and the earth were filled with blood, and Bai Lu slowly stood up and gently touched her bulging belly.

"Today is an auspicious day, Grandpa, I'm here to pick you up, along with all your brothers and sisters."