Chapter 67
"Patriarch, Wuci is passive and sabotages work at this table, and he is not happy with the servant girl saying a few words to him! This is what the madam needs to use for the banquet, so I am extremely anxious!" The servant girl added fuel and jealousy.

Patriarch Xi immediately became displeased, "Wuci, is this the result of your hard work?"

For his nephew, he has always been so pretentious!
Patriarch Duan took a closer look, and suddenly smiled at Patriarch Xi, "Hey, you don't have to be so strict!"

He said to Xi Wuci, "Look up, let me see!"

Xi Wuci's face was broken by the servant girl in front of him!

Patriarch Duan looked at Xi Wuci's handsome face, and suddenly thought badly, "This looks pretty good! Patriarch Xi..."

The head of the Xi family knew what he was going to do in an instant, but this was his nephew after all. If others knew that he had sent his nephew to someone else's couch, the reputation of the Xi family would definitely be affected.

And if Xi Wuci had to go through this, his Xi family would lose a servant!

Patriarch Xi frowned and said, "I'm really sorry, Patriarch Duan, he has a stubborn illness, which is of no benefit to your cultivation..."

Patriarch Duan immediately showed a look of pity, "If that's the case, then I'll take my leave first!"

His thoughts gradually came back, the handsome young man in front of him had turned into the murderous monster in front of him, even if he became more handsome, he couldn't think of anything bad, some only had panic.

"X...Young Master Xi!" Patriarch Duan said flatteringly, "It was all a misunderstanding back then, I... I saw you being bullied, so I said that..."

The sharp knife lay across his neck, and he dared not move it.

Xi Wuci's eyes were full of disgust, as soon as he raised his hand, Patriarch Duan's tongue was cut off, and blood gushed out, soaking his clothes.

"Hearing you say one more word makes me sick!"

"Patriarch Duan, long time no see..."

"Yes! Uh, how about your nephew's stubborn illness? Has it been cured?"

"Hey, young master Xi, don't go, I just want to see..."

The spiritual power in Xi Wuci's hands turned into sharp knives and cut Patriarch Duan into pieces!

"I've remembered this matter for nine years. Even though I destroyed your Duan family before, I still don't feel relieved. Otherwise, you will die again in this life!"

A flash of saber flashed, Patriarch Duan covered his baby with both hands, and cried out in pain, almost fainting.

The blade transformed from spiritual power sliced ​​across Patriarch Duan's body, leaving streaks of blood.

The entire Duan family was terribly quiet, and no one dared to come up.

The Patriarch of the Duan family has a seventh-level cultivation base, and now he has no strength to fight back. He is lying on the ground like a dead dog, his body is bloody, and the bones can be seen deep in the knife.

The butler of the Duan family was startled when he met Wuci's eyes, and immediately turned around to run away.

"Master, look at that kid from the Xi family, why not... Anyway, the villain's cultivation is not high!"

Xi Wuci stretched out his hand, and the butler of the Duan family was immediately strangled by the neck, his eyes widened.

He was hanging in mid-air, thumping desperately, screaming, "Quick...kill him quickly! Quick!"

The monks of the Duan family picked up their weapons tremblingly and rushed forward.

The moment the Duan family housekeeper's neck was broken, a wave of spiritual power swept out centered on Xi Wuci, and the entire Duan family's main house was shaken to pieces, accompanied by screams.

The moonlight was still in full bloom, sprinkled on the land of Beizhou, and shone into Duan's house. In the radiant moonlight, only the corpses and red and black blood could be seen all over the place!
(End of this chapter)

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