Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Chen Fuyun was still in panic, and at this moment, his cell phone rang.

When he saw the phone number, the expression on his old face was very wonderful, and more of it was the fear from the heart.

"Qing, Qingdi!"

After answering the phone, Chen Fuyun's old face was almost bloodless.

In the car, Qin Xuan frowned, and he realized something was wrong from these two words.

"Did something happen?" Qin Xuan asked, his eyes calm.

Chen Fuyun was already full of panic, "You, your father was seriously injured!"

With just one sentence, Qin Xuan's mind buzzed, and the power of Evergreen filled the surroundings, almost splitting the A4.

However, in just a moment, the Immortal Heart Emperor's thoughts were like a mountain in the sky, suppressing all the restlessness.

Qin Xuan regained his composure, "Where are you?"

He immediately stepped on the accelerator, and with the extreme engine sound, the A4 rushed towards the Jiangshui city area like lightning.

In the club, when Qin Xuan walked in, Chen Fuyun immediately knelt on the ground and made a muffled sound.

"It's Fuyun's incompetence, please blame the Qing Emperor!"

He was full of fear, his head drooped, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan didn't pay any attention to Chen Fuyun. He strode towards Qin Wende, looking at his father's pale face, his heart was like a knife.

However, Qin Xuan ignored his emotions and carefully explored.

In Qin Wende's body, a strange and unpredictable force full of corrosion was running around, corroding the meridians and lungs.

Qin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although this force was strange, he came just in time, and the palm power was not deep, and it didn't involve the root.

Immediately, he pulled out three long needles from his waist.

This was used by He Yun to continue the pulse, and he kept it all the time and never threw it away.

Qin Xuan held the long needle in his hand and slowly inserted it into Qin Wende's forehead, chest, waist and abdomen.

The three needles were connected in a line, and the injury was minor. Qin Xuan did not even need to use the life and death needle technique.

Immediately, he used the power of Changqing to transfer it into his father's body.

The palm power in Qin Wende's body, which was originally unpredictable and difficult to eliminate even the innate power, was like a nemesis under the power of Changqing. It was like a trickle encountering the vast Yangtze River, and it was forced to retreat continuously and shrink into a corner.

In just a moment, dark blood overflowed from the place where the three needles were located. Immediately, Qin Xuan slowly withdrew his hand and took out the long needle.

Qin Wende's face has gradually regained its color, but his internal organs were shocked and his spirit has not recovered yet, so he fell into a coma.

For him, coma may be better and help self-healing.

Although Qin Xuan forced out palm power to nourish the internal organs, there are some fundamental reasons. External force is not as good as the self-healing of the body's own functions.

After taking back the silver needle, Qin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at his father, his eyes were cold and frosty.

Originally, he thought that his parents would not be persecuted again after his rebirth. Whether it was Chu Yunhao's assassination or this scene, it sounded the alarm for him.

After all, he was no longer the Qing Emperor of the past. Everything in the world had an infinite fate, and he could not control it as freely as before.

Qin Xuan turned slowly and looked at Chen Fuyun indifferently, "Who did it?"

His tone was calm, but it seemed to contain the wrath of the sky, like a real dragon awakening under the calm waves and about to break the waves.

Chen Fuyun's face was immediately covered with cold sweat, and his back was already wet.

This was a feeling he had never had since he entered the Dao realm, just as he was Linhai Chen Fuyun and Qin Xuan was Master Chen in the past, the fear and awe were exactly the same.

No, it was even worse.

Chen Fuyun knelt on the ground and looked up at Qin Xuan's indifferent eyes. He felt like a mayfly under Mount Tai, looking up at the top of the mountain.

"Zheng Weilong!" Chen Fuyun was full of fear, his voice trembling slightly, "And An Luo!"

Qin Xuan nodded gently, and he walked out.

Until the door, Qin Xuan's footsteps paused slightly.

"This time, I won't pursue it. If there is a next time..." Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and he took a step forward. In an instant, the whole club shook, as if it was an earthquake, as if it was the power of heaven and earth, and human power could not resist it, "I will kill you!"

After the words fell, Qin Xuan's figure disappeared, only Chen Fuyun was pale, kneeling on the ground, and did not dare to get up for a long time.

...

In another club, Zheng Weilong was uneasy and paced back and forth.

Although this step today was forced by the Chen family, it was also what he wanted day and night. Kill Qin Wende, dominate the underground of the entire Jiangnan, and become a local emperor.

In the past, he would certainly be wary of the Qin family, but now that the Chen family is forcing him, the Qin family will naturally have the Chen family to deal with.

However, that is the premise that Qin Wende is dead.

If Qin Wende is not dead, Wende will still be there, and this step will be a bottomless abyss for him.

"Brother Long, don't panic!" Black Bear consoled him: "The three masters have already transferred Chen Fuyun away, and An Luo's people have taken action. How can QinWende has nine lives, and he will definitely die. "

Zheng Weilong paused, his right eyelid twitching slightly, "Of course I know! If I wasn't completely sure, how could I take this step?"

"It's just that I feel uneasy and don't know why it's like this!" Zheng Weilong was also very confused.

Finally, the door slowly opened, and three old men came with a smile and bowed, saying: "You will fulfill your mission!"

Huh!

Hearing the words of the three masters, Zheng Weilong's uneasy heart suddenly fell, and he laughed loudly: "Three seniors, please sit down quickly!"

The three masters smiled and sat down. Just as they sat down, another figure pushed the door in.

Wearing a mask and a black hoodie.

Zheng Weilong, who had just sat down, stood up immediately, looking at the man from Anluo with nervousness in his eyes.

"Mission accomplished!" The man from Anluo said indifferently.

This time, Zheng Weilong was completely relieved and laughed several times: "Hahaha, good! Good! Good! "

Three good words, Zheng Weilong's face was full of joy.

He seemed to have imagined how he would look like when he was the owner of the Jiangnan underground world. How glorious that would be. There were many places in Jiangnan, but he was the only one respected in the underground.

When the people of Anluo saw Zheng Weilong's appearance, they couldn't help but look at him with contempt.

Even if he was the lord of a region, if someone offered a large reward, Zheng Weilong would be nothing more than the dead soul of his Anluo's men.

He turned around and left without any hesitation.

Just as he turned around, he paused slightly, and the door was opened again.

This time, not only the people of Anluo, but even Zheng Weilong was stunned, looking at the young man with a sword outside the door.

"Who are you? "

Tonight is a matter of great importance. Apart from the three great masters and An Luo, no one else should come. Who is this young man?

However, since Qin Wende is dead, Zheng Weilong can't hide his excitement, so he didn't think much about it.

Qin Xuan stood at the door, holding the Eternal Sword. His eyes were as cold as frost, passing Zheng Weilong, Black Bear, the three great masters, and An Luo's mask.

He retracted his gaze, without saying a word, and waved his hand with a sword.

In an instant, the sword light was like a rainbow, and everything was cut open wherever it passed.

"Not good!" The three great masters changed color and shouted immediately. Black Bear even pounced on Zheng Weilong, but he didn't escape the sword light and was cut into two. Blood was like a fountain, filling the whole place.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes were calm.

All living beings in the world, those who touch Qin Changqing's reverse scale, no matter how great the emperor of the fairy world or the supreme master of the starry sky, will not survive!