Super Comic System

"As I said, I won't let go of anyone who wants to kill me." Xiao Zimo still had a spring-like smile on his face, but in the eyes of the young man, it was a beast from hell. Urge ghost.

He tilted his head, his eyes were wide open, he was breathless, he knelt on the ground, and fell down.

On the other side, in an incomparably magnificent and quaint room, a middle-aged man was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. His body was surrounded by circles of black air, and the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. A condensed skeleton hovered above his head.

boom!

Just then, there was a sound of broken glass coming from him.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and shot his eyes like sharp knives into the distance.

He took out a broken jade tablet from his pocket, and his pupils suddenly dilated several times.

"Son!" the middle-aged man growled.

hum!

A strong breath erupted from his body, and some of the surrounding trees and the wooden tables and chairs behind him all collapsed at this moment, becoming fragmented.

"Who the hell! Killed my son!" The middle-aged man kept roaring, his aura kept rising, and traces of traces had faintly appeared on the floor behind him.

"Come on!" After a while, the middle-aged man's emotions gradually stabilized, but his eyes were still shining with monstrous anger, as if he could burn everything up. At this moment, he was suppressing the anger in his heart. said angrily.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four people suddenly appeared in front of him, kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed.

"Check! You must check for me! Find out who killed my son!" The middle-aged man said angrily.

"yes!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The four people nodded and finished speaking, and disappeared in front of the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

"You don't care who you are, if you kill my son, you must be cut into pieces and die a bad death." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes shone brighter.

And on the other side, in a very dark room... no, maybe it should be a prison cell.

A man was tied to a wooden cross. His body was covered with scars, his clothes were torn into disrepair, blood was gushing out, and his breathing was a little weak.

Click!

At this moment, the door of the cell opened with a heavy and piercing sound.

Two middle-aged men walked in from the door, and saw a middle-aged man with a mustache walk in with his hands behind his back, while the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes followed him respectfully. behind.

"How...you're not dead yet? Your vitality is really tenacious!" The middle-aged man looked at the man on the cross and said with disdain.

"I said... I... I... I won't... I won't give up." The man slowly raised his head , fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, his voice trembled slightly due to the great pain.

"I think you are toasting and not eating fine wine, right?" The middle-aged man's face showed a cold look, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the man's cheek, and his two pairs of eyes fixedly looked at each other.

If Xiao Zimo were here, he would definitely find that the man tied to the cross was Qiu Zhenhui who left home to look for Liu Yiran.

"I...I will not give up, even... even if I have... my last breath, I will... also I won't give up." Qiu Zhenhui stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, watching him say every word, his words were full of determination.

"I want to see how long you can endure it. My daughter is not something you, a commoner, can covet." The middle-aged man pressed Qiu Zhenhui on the cross suddenly, and said with a vicious expression.

That's right, the middle-aged man is Liu Yiran's father, Liu Yanqing, and the middle-aged man standing behind him is Uncle Kang who took Liu Yiran away last time.

"I said, I won't give up." Qiu Zhenhui didn't know where the strength came from, he kept struggling, and unexpectedly opened Liu Yanqing's hand holding his head, and yelled loudly.

"you......."

"Master, it's better to ignore him for now. Our most important thing now is to arrange the championship battle. When the time comes, the twenty players on the God of War list will come to watch the battle in person. We..." Uncle Kang approached Liu Yanqing. ear, said something in a low voice.

When Liu Yanqing heard this sentence, her eyes widened a little, and after she glanced at Qiu Zhenhui, she ignored him and led Uncle Kang out of the cell. When Uncle Kang was leaving the cell, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiu Zhenhui with deep meaning. He glanced at Qiu Zhenhui.

Snapped!

At this moment, the rope tied to Qiu Zhenhui's body broke at this moment, and he fell directly on the ground.

"What... what's going on here?" Qiu Zhenhui stood up slowly, looked at the broken ropes on the ground, with a puzzled expression on his face, then he looked up and saw that the door of the cell was ajar.

"Could it be..." Qiu Zhenhui couldn't help frowning, then shook his head, "It doesn't matter, it's important to find Qing Xiaojian."

As he spoke, Qiu Zhenhui dragged his injured body, slowly walked towards the door of the cell, poking his head out slightly.

"Don't look, I've distracted you." Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear, and Qiu Zhenhui jumped. He looked over and found that it was Uncle Kang who was with Liu Yanqing just now. .

"You..." Qiu Zhenhui had just opened his mouth when he saw Uncle Kang throwing something towards him.

He took a closer look, and without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed it.

"Qing Xiao Sword, which ranks third among the Twelve Weapons, I didn't expect you to be able to control it, but it also happens to prove your talent." Uncle Kang gave Qiu Zhenhui a deep look.

"Why did you save me?" Qiu Zhenhui asked with a puzzled expression when he caught the Qing Xiao sword thrown by Uncle Kang.

Logically speaking, he coveted his master's daughter, so he should help get rid of him, why would he help him instead.

"Because I can tell that you like Miss." Uncle Kang looked Qiu Zhenhui up and down.

"En, otherwise, I wouldn't have chased here from other places." Qiu Zhenhui put the Qingxiao sword back on his waist.

"The blind dates arranged by the master are all purposeful, so I will not rest assured to hand over the lady to them. After all... I have brought up the lady since I was a child, and I know her personality very well. , after I brought him back to Neijianghu, she kept locking herself in the room and couldn't come out, so I was very worried about her..."