The Paternity Guard

Along the way, Ke Weiqing looked at Ying Shiqi with strange eyes.Open the curtain to breathe in the fresh air, the rider next to him changed, and Master Ke stared at him; when passing by the inn for dinner, Master Ke stared at him instead of eating; when he was drinking medicine, Master Ke Staring at the medicine bowl with piercing eyes... The unbearable Seventeen never poked his head out of the curtain for the rest of the journey, and ate in his own room, and avoided drinking medicine. Brother's eye knives.

After all the young men of that night were dismissed, he was lucky enough to see another side of Xing Beiming again.In other words, when he saw Xing Beiming yelling that sentence, he was already in a daze, that guard, what a skill!

Then another heavy thunderbolt was thrown, and the guard became pregnant!The child in the stomach may also belong to Xing Beiming!Looking up, down, left, right, the guards are all men, Ke Weiqing felt struck by lightning, he was still a child-bearing thunder!Wait... Why might the child belong to him? Could it be that he didn't want to admit it?

However, no one answered him...

After Xing Beiming scolded Shiqi severely that night, he was attacked by a few groups of minions. The reason why he said it was because the skills of these attackers were not very good, but the number was still quite large. Considerable, from this point of view, it may be that someone deliberately slowed down their itinerary, but no matter how obstructed, they still arrived at Yanjiazhuang on time before the burial of the owner of Yanzhuang.

Yan Yunsheng came out to meet him, dressed in filial piety clothes, with a sad face, but surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The owner of the number one castle in the world has arrived—Master Ke of Yueming City has arrived—" the master of ceremonies shouted, everyone inside and outside the room looked over, with different expressions on their faces, Xing Beiming didn't even look at it, and walked in. After a salute according to the rules, Yan Yunsheng took him down. The eldest son of the Yan family watched Yan Yunsheng follow Xing Beiming step by step, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Hmph, this kid actually has the ability to invite Xing Beiming and Ke Weiqing, why didn't we think of it at the beginning, brother?" Yan Laoer felt that his anger was not going well, and the number one castle in the world compared all the people they invited, The old and the young are so majestic now!

Boss Yan had a sullen expression on his face, but he still pretended to be sad when the next guest came and returned the salute, "He is going all out, I just don't care about such small things in the world, I said I don't care about the world anymore Ke Weiqing did not know what kind of madness happened! Who knows what tricks he played! We must be careful in everything, after tomorrow everything will be a foregone conclusion!"

"That's right, can they reverse the case in just one day? Boss, do you want someone to watch them?"

"Okay, send someone to watch Xing Beiming and Yan Yunsheng, and let me know if there is any change!"

But over there, Yan Yunsheng took Xing Beiming and his party to settle in Zhuangzi, and then retreated respectfully.Ke Weiqing waved his fan and praised: "Calm down, know how to advance and retreat, don't pester you to explain, this child is not bad."

Xing Beiming snorted, "Don't be an elder when you're not that old."

Ke Weiqing wasn't embarrassed at all, "To him, this young master is just a senior in the Jianghu. When this young master was wandering the rivers and lakes, he was still begging for sweets in the arms of the nanny!"

Xing Beiming, who also wandered around the rivers and lakes early, didn't speak anymore, and the happy scene of lying in the arms of his family and asking for candy is probably impossible to realize in this life.

Ying Qi, who was a few years older than them, had helplessness and sadness in his eyes. Whether it was the master or any of the brothers in the Shadow Guard camp, they were all armed with murderous weapons at a young age, but how lucky they were to meet The master at that time, even though he was just a young man who hadn't completely escaped from immaturity at that time.

It was night, two black shadows rushed into the mourning hall of Master Yan Zhuang. The sad Master Yan Zhuang could not find peace even after death.

Ying Eleven lifted the lid of the coffin, took a look, and praised: "The Yan family is really generous. There is actually hard ice in this coffin. No wonder the corpse can be kept for such a long time."

Hard ice is ice that does not melt for a long time in an extremely cold place. It takes a long time to transport it from an extremely cold place to Yan's house. Unless the Yan's house itself hides this ice, someone in the Yan's house has already known about the owner of Yan Zhuang. The time of death is approaching.

Shadow Twelve sighed: "This is a dirty thing for a wealthy family!"

Ying Eleven was curious: "Could it be that Twelve, you already have an idea in your heart? But it has nothing to do with people's wealth. If we talk about wealth, our master is really rich."

Shadow Twelve disdained: "You are so stupid, if it were someone else, I would have already understood, you... Shhh, there is someone."

Faint footsteps could be heard, Eleven and Twelve closed the coffin, and ran into the dark to hide.

Two people came to the mourning hall, dressed as servants of the Yan family, they sat down leaning against the doorpost with their arms hunched, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why do you ask us to come to the mourning hall? There’s nothing to see if it’s gone, can someone still come to steal the corpse? Don’t be too cautious to panic.”

Another person echoed: "Yes, yes, but you have to keep your voice down, I heard someone in this yard say that the owner of the villa died strangely, so don't let us bother to vent your anger!"

"Hey, don't scare me. Is this really the case? When you say that, I have some ideas. The owner has always been healthy and strong, but he died suddenly. Don't really..."

"Hush! Keep your voice down so that the eldest and second young masters won't beat us to death! According to me, this young master is really pitiful. His mother died early, and he has no power. Now even the owner can't support him. The family property has not yet fallen into the hands of the young master and the others, how will we live in the future..."

The two sat and sighed, but they forgot that the dead were heaven, and when they talked about other people's family affairs, they even forgot to be afraid.

Eleven and Twelve looked at each other, disappeared into the darkness, and went to report to Xing Beiming.

After hearing this, Ying Qi thought about it and said: "I often hear people say that some wealthy families store some ice at home, and the scorching sun is just a magical effect. I didn't expect that Yan Zhuang, who claims to live a simple life, also... this hard ice is not cheap. But according to what Twelve said, someone in the Yan family had already expected the death and brought it here first, wouldn't this expose his purpose?"

Ke Weiqing went on to say: "Besides, if someone really killed him, he probably wouldn't deliberately preserve the body. It certainly wouldn't be done by the person who killed him. Yan Yunsheng's statement is that the eldest brother is the murderer, so he was transported back hard The person who keeps the old man's body in ice, the problem is, everyone in the world knows that the old man's life is not very good, so where did he get the spare money?"

Xing Beiming just sat and listened without speaking. Ke Weiqing was dissatisfied and kicked him, "Master Xing, we are all analyzing for you, but you should say something!"

"This is a matter of the Yan family, why is it for me? The owner of this castle is here to watch the excitement." Xing Beiming flicked his trouser legs, chasing people away, "It's getting late, let's go and rest, and continue to watch the excitement tomorrow."

Ke Weiqing closed the fan with a snap, and said bitterly, "Careless in making friends! It's been more than ten years, how come I haven't seen him clearly!"

Yingqi looked at him sympathetically: You are not alone.

The night passed quickly, and today is the day when Master Yan Zhuang was buried in the ground. He walked to the cemetery with beating and wailing all the way. The three young masters of the Yan family walked in front, all crying with swollen eyes and runny nose. Passionate onlookers couldn't help sighing: What a filial child, crying like this!

Walking to the slightly uneven mountain road, the person who carried the coffin accidentally staggered, and a corner of the coffin hit the corner of the stone on the ground, suddenly opening a gap.The person who carried the coffin was shocked, the coffin was firmly nailed, how could it open just by touching it, there must be no ghosts!

Shi Qi, who was following Xing Beiming, looked at his master's calm figure. If he hadn't just felt a trace of inner strength, he would have thought it had nothing to do with his master. Did you notice it?

The three young masters of the Yan family all ran over with anger on their faces. Seventeen looked carefully, and the eldest and second son of the Yan family were all genuinely angry, but Yan Yunsheng didn't know why, but there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

"It's so cold!" A person who was closer to the coffin said suddenly, holding his arms.

It's the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. Needless to say, after walking such a long distance, I'm sweating profusely, but there are still people shouting cold?The man was instantly glared at by everyone.The man was wronged, he shrank his arms, it was really cold!

Over there, Yan Yunsheng hurriedly ordered the coffin to be crucified again, but before he could do it, someone shouted again: "It's really cold! It seems... It seems to have floated out of the coffin!" The voice was very familiar.

Shi Qi looked at Ke Weiqing who was pointing at the coffin in horror, and suddenly understood what the master meant by doing so.It's just that everyone is full of gods, you, Mr. Ke of Yueming City, have killed countless people, why are you so frightened?

"There's a ghost—" Someone suddenly screamed, and the team was in chaos in an instant.After being stopped by a rather prestigious old man in Qizhou, everyone quieted down again, but the postures were all unnatural, as long as there was any abnormal movement, they could immediately escape.

The old man twisted his serious expression and raised his hand, "Nail the coffin."

Ke Weiqing rolled his eyes, and after another strange impact on the coffin, he shouted again in horror: "It's moving, it's moving! It's a corpse!"

"Fake corpse—" The team was in chaos again for an instant, this time the old man's stop was no longer useful, but the next moment he was also stunned, because a stiff hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin!

The author has something to say: The trip to Yanjiazhuang is just to bring out some important people, maybe JQ is not too much, uh...but there will be some plots with love, and maybe little broth...

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