Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

"coffin?"

Han Qi looked at the young man with an unhappy expression, "Who dares to provoke Grandpa Han Qi, who is tired of life, don't they know the name of my jade Rakshasa?"

"This? Little...little...don't know."

The little servant trembled, for fear that the grandfather in front of him would be upset, so he would reward him with a big mouth to eat.

"Go, take me out and have a look."

Han Qi beckoned and led a group of men to walk out.

On the Hefang.

The lights are brightly lit, and the willow trees on the shore stretch their waists to their heart's content, adding a touch of spring to this winter night.

In the shadows on the street by the shore, six weird men with pale faces and red cheeks looked at him motionless with smiles on their lips.

Standing on the riverboat, Han Qi frowned and felt something bad in her heart.

The young man next to him was very insightful, and asked loudly,

"Several masters are here to earn money or have fun?"

As soon as the voice fell, the six weird men on the shore seemed to be stimulated, and finally reacted.

One by one, they took out suona, erhu and other funeral instruments, blowing or pulling, or sitting or standing.

Begin to play like no one else.

The high and sharp music resounded through the Changlefang River, and even the sound of sobbing was mixed with it.

"Uuuuu... Young Master Han Qi... You died so miserably..."

"Uuuuu... Young Master Han Qi, why did you leave like this...Which one brought the wicked person so vicious that actually caused you to be humiliated to death alive..."

Han Qi was originally a tough and violent temper. She exploded at one point, and immediately could no longer suppress her violent temper and furiously said.

"Asshole, your grandfather Han Qi is still alive and well. If you dare to provoke me, you will tear your mouth apart."

As he said, a black iron spear full of dragons appeared in his hand, his calf exerted force, and he jumped into the sky with one leap. Under the gaze of the full moon, he danced his spear and dived from high to the six people.

But the body hadn't fallen yet, the twelve Flying Sword shot out halfway, nailing his limbs and various acupuncture points at a speed that could not cover his ears.

Blood was spilled from high above along the sword body.

"Little Lord!"

A white-haired old man appeared from the void, caught Han Qi, his eyes were red, "Who is it? Xiao Xiaozhi came out to the old man."

The aura was fully open, and the majestic momentum swept the audience.

This turned out to be a powerhouse of Martial Spirit Realm.

Twelve Flying Swords appeared again, the target locked on the old man, the ending did not change much, and it quickly penetrated his limbs.

The blood dripped like a rain on the river surface, causing ripples.

"Young Master! Lord Mo!"

The unexpected scene caused a lot of exclamations from Han Qi's men.

The two bodies were heavily nailed to the river boat, causing the hull to sway violently.

All of the crew on the boat almost couldn't stand still. When the hull stabilized, and when they stepped forward to check the details, they found that Han Qi had already lost his breath.

The crowd panicked, "It's over, the young master is dead, and we can't live anymore."

"What should I do then? Let's break up and run away now?"

When the crowd was in a panic and at a loss, a figure dropped from the sky with a blood-red coffin in one hand and jumped down.

There is also a sentence engraved on the coffin, "Those who offend my martial arts family will be punishable even though they are far away! 】

With each stroke in the words, the vast and magnificent Sword Qi is ready to come out.

Sword intent Ruyuan!

Even now a layman can see that this line of handwriting is very easy to engrave.

"Go back and tell the ancestors of the Han family that this is a gift from our Wu family."

Wu Tian held the coffin with one hand, and stood with the other. "If you don't follow the rules, I will send you down to see your young master now."

"Yes, yes, don't worry, my lord, we will do it."

All the subordinates responded with trepidation.

With a cold snort, Wu Tian threw the coffin onto the deck next to the corpse, and left with the sword.

...

Korean House.

Han Shaoyu, the head of the Han family, urgently convened a family meeting.

In the deep courtyard, a blood-red coffin was quietly placed in the center.

A sentence engraved on the coffin is very eye-catching

[Those who violate my martial arts family will be punishable even though they are far away! 】

In the coffin are the corpses of Han Qi and the white-haired old man from Martial Spirit Realm. There are dozens of blood holes in his body, which is shocking to see.

"My Qier?!"

In the crowd, a glamorous woman rushed out, anxiously not even dressed up.

She stepped forward crying bitterly, picked up the cold body, and gently embraced it, her eyes full of resentment.

"This damn Wu family, wouldn't my Qi'er abolish a young master of the Wu family? They actually killed Qi'er with a deadly hand. It's really vicious."

She raised her head sharply, her hair strayed, and her clothes were untidy.

"Master, you have to call the shots for Qi'er!"

Han Shaoyu felt the coveted gaze that kept peeking at the graceful figure of the beautiful woman in the crowd, and there was a trace of disgust in his tone. Qier, how could he end up like this."

The woman was furious, "You blame me now?"

"enough!"

Seeing that a quarrel was about to occur, the big Elder gave a deep cry, interrupted them, turned his head and asked the next person, "What does the person who killed the young master look like? What kind of Cultivation Technique is used, please be careful. Come on."

The next man thought for a while, and answered truthfully, "He is wearing a large black robe, covering his face, but he can’t see what he looks like. Kill the Young Master and Lord Mo in a second."

"Brother Yu Xiumo was specially selected by me to protect Qi'er. Even if I wanted to kill him, I would have to spend some time and effort."

Big Elder frowned, and then continued to say to himself, "The one who can kill Xiumo in seconds, I don't think the Wu family has that strength right now, unless the ancestor of the Wu family makes the shot himself."

"I don't care what the old ancestors of the Wu family are not old ancestors, I want to ask Qi'er's revenge or not? I want to destroy the whole family of the Wu family!"

The crying pear and rain woman spoke the most ruthless words in the softest tone.

"The grudge must be reported, but it's not now, so let's not move."

Elder stroked the finger on his hand, and said every word, "One year later, the Dagan Dynasty's family competition is the time for revenge."

......

When Wu Tian returned to the ancestral land behind the Wu family, the distant skyline had turned up with a hint of whiteness.

When Wu Tian turned from a mysterious black-robed man back to a handsome ordinary boy with slope feet, when he returned to the thatched hut...

He found that the thirteen Elder, who described the withered, had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Where have you been?"

Thirteen Elder raised his eyelids slightly, looking at him with muddy eyes.

"Wake up early in the morning, go to the back mountain and go around to exercise."

Wu Tian squeezed out a smile, and said cautiously.

At the same time, seeing the old man look like this, there was a burst of sorrow in my heart for no reason.

The poor man who has lost the origin of Martial Soul, some time ago, because of his fiancée Han Tongtong, who came to reunite, robbed him of luck and protected him from injury. How could he not make Wu Tian feel guilty.

"Your legs and feet are inconvenient, don't run around, there are weeds in the mountains behind the deserted graves, and there are many poisonous insects. You are alone in Life. Be careful." With that, Thirteen Elder got up from the chair. .

"I know, it's because you don't take good care of your wounds. What if you run around in this sinister place like me? What if you bump into it?" Wu Tian hurried to help.

"No matter how bad I am, my body is better than you." Thirteen Elder sneered at him, then said,

"I'm here to inform you that the ancestors of the Wu family are resurrected and live in seclusion in this back mountain. If you see a man with eight-shaped eyebrows in this back mountain, remember that you must not speak harshly."

Hearing these words, Wu Tian nodded his head with a heavy focus.

Thirteen Elder is the only one who is willing to do everything for him.

"Looking back, I'll talk to your brother Hong again. This kid is really lucky. He was picked and cultivated by his ancestors, and Elder will be very happy."

"But I have discussed with the other Elders. They are all descendants of the Wu family. When that happens, all the younger generations of the Wu family will gather together with Wu Hong to ask the ancestors for advice."

"You have to go then and see what the ancestors have to make you embark on the road of cultivation."

Thirteen Elder touched Wu Tian's cheek, and said earnestly, "I grew up watching you when you were a child. I also understand your temperament. There is a breath of anger in your heart, and you don't want to be mediocre."

"If you have anything to tell me in the future, as long as I can help, I will definitely help."

"There is also the issue of the Han family's retiring from marriage. Don't take it to heart. For 30 years in Hedong and 30 years, Hexi will not bully the young and poor."

Thirteen Elder babbled, as if he wanted to explain everything he wanted to say in his heart.

It seems that if you don't say it now, you won't have a chance to say it in the future.

Wu Tian's eye sockets were a little moist. He had previously murdered people like a cruel executioner, but at this moment he was as moved as a child at a loss.

Secretly determined in his heart that he must break through to the Martial King realm, and give everyone a surprise by destroying the Han family.

Thirteen Elder reluctantly left the thatched house until noon, when the sun was shining brightly.

Wu Tian stroked a lacquered crutch in the thatched hut.

Obviously it is an "ordinary" walking stick, but Wu Tian loves it like a baby. This is something that Elder Thirteen recently sent someone to build because he was afraid of his legs and feet.

Said it was "ordinary", but that was for Wu Tian.

There is a system, what baby is there?

If this crutch is put outside, it must be a rare and good treasure.

Wu Tian lightly pressed an eyeball at the position of the head of the cane, and the junction between the head and the handle of the cane was immediately disconnected, and the handle of the cane fell off.

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