The personal soldier of the beautiful president

The members of the Xuanyuan family were all lying on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, looking cowardly and cowardly, without the aura of a big family of cultivation.

"A bunch of trash!"

The ghost face's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but curse.

Leng Mang looked around.

Except for the members of the Xuanyuan family who were lying on the ground, Qin Feng, and the dozen or so beauties were all gone.

He must have taken the opportunity to escape by taking advantage of the white smoke to interfere with everyone's sight.

Moreover, the woman who was held hostage disappeared.

The guard of the Xuanyuan family who held the woman hostage had a dagger stuck in the back of his heart, apparently he was attacked and killed from behind.

Are there thieves in the Xuanyuan family?

Ghost Mian's sparse gray eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of evil spirits. It was the first time he had lost so thoroughly...

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he moved his gaze to the front left. The figure who had just been slapped away by his palm was lying not far away, motionless, unable to perceive the existence of a trace of life.

He can be sure that the guy he killed is absolutely impossible to be that young man...

When he saw the dead man's face clearly, the coldness in his eyes became more and more severe.

"Xuanyuanhao? Ah Hao? What's wrong with you?"

When the white smoke cleared, Xuanyuan Zhengqing raised his head and looked around, not in time to be annoyed that he was cheated, this is not some kind of thunderbolt at all, but an improved smoke bomb.

Suddenly, he found that two meters away from him, Xuanyuan Hao was lying on his back, his eyes were wide open, his face was froze with a frightened expression, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was extremely glaring.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing's eyelids twitched, and his heart skipped a beat. Before he could stand up in time, he quickly crawled over with both hands and feet. He reached out to check Xuanyuanhao's breath, and his heart thumped, and he fell into the abyss.

died? !
How could it be dead?

Just now that was not a thunderbolt at all, but a smoke bomb with no lethality. How could Xuanyuan Hao die?

Xuanyuan Zhengqing washed his face, quickly adjusted his mentality, and then knelt down beside him to check the cause of Xuanyuanhao's death.

His heart was shattered by a palm.

He died very simply and neatly, and the murderer was a master.

Only taller than him.

It's him?

There are only three people who are stronger than him here, Qin Feng, Qin Ruozhi, the eldest disciple of Emei Tianzong, and Lord Ghost Mian.

Judging from the situation of Emei Tianzong's attack just now, Qin Ruozhi had no reason to kill Xuanyuanhao.

It's even more impossible for Mr. Ghost Face to be one of his own.

The three suspects ruled out two, leaving only the last one, and it was still the most suspect.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing immediately identified Qin Feng as the murderer.

Qin Feng had murderous intentions against Xuanyuanhao before, and with the other party's cultivation base, it was completely easy to kill Xuanyuanhao just now while taking advantage of the chaos.

Damn!

Xuanyuan Zhengqing gritted his teeth, his expression was ferocious, and his pupils were full of murderous intent.

Still a little helpless.

Although Xuanyuan Hao has not been declared as the heir yet, after Xuanyuan Yu's death, he has already been cultivated as the heir.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to follow this catacomb exploration.

But who knows, this f*ck was killed again.

Still killed by the same person...

Xuanyuan Zhengqing was very irritable, he didn't know how to explain to his family when he went back, and he would definitely be punished for not doing enough to protect him.

Could that guy be the nemesis of the Xuanyuan family?
roar roar...

At this time, the roar of the beast was getting closer.

Ghost Mian didn't confess that Xuanyuanhao was killed by him, and the Xuanyuan family was still useful, so he didn't want to affect the relationship between the two parties because of this trivial matter.

"Take the corpse and withdraw first."

Things have come to this, we can only leave here first.

The ferocity of the heavenly monster is getting closer and closer, if you don't leave, you may not be able to leave later.

Guimian took a few of his subordinates, turned around and left, Xuanyuan Zhengqing waved his hands and called two guards, took Xuanyuanhao's corpse with him, and looked back at the huge toad corpse not far behind him, a bit unwilling, but still gritted his teeth left.

This time it was really a heavy loss.

Originally, I was thinking of taking the sky-level monster core in the other party's hand, and taking revenge by the way...

But who knew, in the end, the things were not snatched, and the revenge was not avenged. Instead, a candidate heir of the Xuanyuan family was folded in.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing held a mouthful of old blood in his heart, he couldn't swallow it, he couldn't spit it out, it was very uncomfortable...

"My lord, if you see that kid again next time, you must never let him go."

Xuanyuan Zhengqing chased after the ghost face, with some complaints in his words.

If there were not so many moths in the ghost face before, and they just did it, how could things become like this?

Xuanyuanhao will not die either.

Can Xuanyuan Zhengqing not complain?

The ghost face squinted at Xuanyuan Zhengqing, and said in a cold tone: "Are you blaming me?"

"No, absolutely not... My lord, I have absolutely no intention of that... I just think that kid is full of tricks. If we meet again, we will restrain him first, so that he has no chance to play tricks."

Xuanyuan Zhengqing was sweating coldly on his forehead, and hurriedly explained.

The dissatisfaction and complaints that just popped up in my heart disappeared immediately.

He was afraid of ghosts in his heart, and the toughness he had just accumulated softened in an instant.

"It's not your turn to point out how this deity does things. Next time if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, this deity will clean up the house for Patriarch Xuanyuan."

The ghost face coldly dropped a word, the speed suddenly accelerated, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing swallowed, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly.

He knew that Lord Ghost Face must be angry because of the behavior of everyone lying on the ground before.

However, that can not blame him.

How did he know that it wasn't the real Thunderbolt Thunderbolt?

The lethality of Thunderbolt Zhenzi is very terrifying. It is said that a Thunder Zhenzi contains tens of thousands of steel needles, and each steel needle is quenched with poison.

If it was really Lei Zhenzi, a fool wouldn't get down, that was the only chance to save his life from Lei Zhenzi's explosion.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing didn't regret his previous actions at all, but was a little annoyed that he was cheated by that kid!
The earth-shattering beast roar echoed from behind.

There is a frightening ominous power in the air.

Xuanyuan Zhengqing quickly restrained his mind, glanced back, and could vaguely see a huge figure looming in the dark night, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help speeding up...

On the other hand, Qin Feng and the others buried their heads and rushed out for several miles, making sure that no one was following them, so they slowed down.

Instead of running towards the exit, they ran towards the depths of the Black Stone Forest.

In this way, there is no need to worry about being overtaken by members of the Xuanyuan family. After all, everyone is not running in the same direction, so it can be said that they are running in opposite directions.

"Okay, let's rest here."

Qin Feng looked around. Although this place is close to the deepest part of the Black Stone Forest, there is no danger.

There are no disgusting mummies, and no terrifying sky-level monsters. The surrounding area is very quiet and safe.

Qin Ruozhi panted slightly, glanced at the man with the scar standing next to Shu Qingyan, without asking any further questions, stuffed a pill into her mouth, found a corner and began to adjust her breath, resting.

Eighteen beautiful swordsmen spread out around Qin Ruozhi, and they also sat cross-legged on the ground to adjust their status.

The long sword rested on their thighs, and the right hand was placed closest to the hilt. As long as there was any emergency, they would definitely be able to draw their swords immediately to deal with it...

"Aaron, thanks to you this time, you should also hurry up and take a rest. There is a crisis here, and you must always ensure the best fighting condition."

Qin Feng looked at the young man with the scar, smiled slightly, and said gratefully.

This young man with a scar is exactly Chen Along who came to Baishan City with Qin Feng...