【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

Hearing the Young Patriarch's words, the gatekeeper came back to his senses instantly, and shouted at the door: "Come out quickly! Someone beat the Young Patriarch!"

In a word, the chaotic footsteps are gradually approaching, and the battle at the entrance of Sikong's house is about to break out.

Yu Qingfeng watched coldly, only to feel that Sikong's family was different.

When he was young, he still remembered that the Sikong clan was a very famous family of exorcising demons in Northern Xinjiang.

From the top to the bottom of the family, they are refined and respectful, know good and evil, and tell right from wrong. They spend their whole lives just to protect the northern border and the common people in the world.

Looking at it now, how can it still look like it did back then?

The rebuilt house is no longer magnificent, and the gilded mahogany door is full of copper stench.

The disciples in the family are all fat and strong, wearing gold and silver all over their bodies, they no longer look like Taoist priests who are pure and ascetic.

Yan Changan's sideways eyes coincided with Yu Qingfeng's gaze ahead, his melancholy eyes were full of loneliness and disappointment.

Just as he was about to speak to comfort him, he suddenly saw a member of the Sikong clan stepping forward, a battle was inevitable.

None of them used their spiritual power, and the clanging and clanging of blades could be heard endlessly.

Yu Qingfeng didn't call out his saber, and he didn't want to use what his parents gave him to hurt his tribe.

There was a sound of brittle bones, accompanied by heart-piercing wailing...

He has a clear goal, just don't want to break his arm with blood.

Lin Wanjiang hit hard, without the shackles of Yu Qingfeng, he was like a wild horse that had run loose.

Xu Shi felt that the long sword was in the way, so he took Changsheng away, imitating his master's fists to the flesh, and the sound of bone cracking filled his ears like fairy music.

After a while, Sikong's house screamed again and again...

This group of disciples has neglected their cultivation, so how could they be opponents?

Such a big commotion finally alarmed the Patriarch, Sikong De gathered a group of elders in front of the door.

The man raised his eyes and recognized Yu Qingfeng, and shouted: "It really is you! Sikong Zhi!"

Lin Wanjiang and Yan Chang'an took a step forward, protecting Yu Qingfeng from left to right, and looked at everyone coldly.

Yu Qingfeng straightened his back, and called out neither humble nor overbearing: "Long time no see, uncle."

He also remembered that this person was his father's brother, and they were half-brothers.

For many years, I have not seen a man with black hair mixed with white, and his clothes are no longer plain but brocade clothes.

There is half a gilt mask on the face, looking at the jewels, not like a Taoist priest, but like a rich man.

The previous head of the family passed away, and Sikong De succeeded in line.

And the first thing this person did when he came to power was to drive him out of northern Xinjiang, and occupy his ancestors' rich family property.

Yu Qingfeng's expression was indifferent, and he secretly looked at Sikong De for a while, but he didn't know why this man was wearing a mask.

But he was not curious, and today he was not simply looking for revenge, but wanted to ask about those children.

Just as Yu Qingfeng was about to speak, Sikong De suddenly lifted off his mask, revealing half of his face with intertwined scars.

The burns looked extremely horrific, the scars extended from the cheeks to the side of the neck, and there was not half a piece of intact flesh on it.

Seeing this scene, Yan Changan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Duan Juechen's heart tightened suddenly, as if they both felt the pain of the fire.

Only Lin Wanjiang was fascinated by watching, and it took a long time to notice that Yu Qingfeng was trembling all over.

Looking sideways, Master's complexion was pale, and his tightly clenched joints creaked, as if recalling the past.

Suddenly Sikong De shouted: "Sikongzhi! You little bastard!"

"Back then you burned more than ten members of Sikong's family to death, and now you still have the face to come back!"

Yu Qingfeng was shocked all over and roared uncontrollably: "I didn't!!!"

He did set fire to it, just before Yan Xiuyuan wanted to take him back to Tianhai Sanqing.

Just because he has hatred in his heart.

He had no worries about food and clothing when he was born. Although he has a weird physique, he is a child whose parents look forward to the future.

Unexpectedly, fate is impermanent. He lost his parents when he was young and was homeless all day long.

He begged along the street to make a living, but was beaten and scolded and expelled, and was thrown into the dirty place because he competed with vicious dogs for food.

On the eve of his departure, he sneaked back to Sikong's house.

I wanted to take a second look, but I saw that Sikong's house was full of guests, and there were red signs everywhere.

But at that time, his parents' bones were not cold, so Sikong's family should not hold a wedding.

In a rage, he lost all reason and set a fire to burn everyone to death.

But in the end, the fire was extinguished by Yan Xiuyuan.

Master did not punish him, but explained the origin of the word "Tianhai" and gave him a lesson that benefited him for life.

As a human being, if there is only resentment in your heart, the most painful thing is yourself.

There is a long way to go in life, keep your eyes open and your heart open, and let yourself and others be tolerant of the world.

Seeing him like this, Yan Changan secretly held Yu Qingfeng's hand and comforted him silently.

He didn't believe that Brother Yu would do this, even if he did, it would be the Sikong family's own fault.

In his heart, Yu Qingfeng is always right, and murder and arson are also right.

Sikong De sneered, and suddenly clapped his hands.

Several clansmen walked out behind them, all holding a tablet in their hands, and presented one of them to Sikong De.

Seeing that name, Sikong De took a few breaths, and said again: "These are all the dead souls of your subordinates!"

He pointed to the memorial tablet: "This is my eldest son, who was burned alive by you on the wedding night!"

"If it weren't for my master's fate, he would also be buried in the sea of ​​flames, and he will die with regret!"

Yu Qingfeng was shocked again, he had an impression of all the names on the tablet, especially the one in Sikong De's hand.

That person is the same age as him, and the Sikong family has practiced for generations, these people should live a long life.

Seeing that Yu Qingfeng still didn't believe it, all the elders of the clan pointed to the tablet and said, "This is my younger brother who died because of you!"

"This is my elder brother! Your third uncle! You don't want to kneel and kowtow!"

"This is my second son! Before he died, he hadn't reached the crown yet! Sikong Zhi, you should apologise with death!"

"this is......"

One accusation after another, gradually mixed with crying and insults.

Yu Qingfeng's eyes became more and more empty, and finally collapsed...

His knees softened and he wanted to kneel down, but Yan Changan firmly held him back, not allowing him to bend his back.

Lin Wanjiang clenched his fists, suppressed his anger forcibly, and asked, "What evidence is there? Just based on your family's words?"

He knew what it was like to be wronged, if not for the fact that everyone believed him at that time, they would have suffered from being dumb.

Sikong De ignored Lin Wanjiang, and asked Xiang Yuqingfeng in a deep voice: "Sikongzhi, I will ask you to answer!"

Yu Qingfeng remained silent, hugged by Yan Chang'an, like a puppet lifeless.

Sikong De asked: "That night when my eldest son got married, Sikong's ancestral house suddenly flooded, but what did you do?"

Yu Qingfeng rolled his Adam's apple, remained silent for a while with red eyes, and finally nodded.

Sikong De sneered, and asked Lin Wanjiang: "What more evidence do you need? These people were all burned to death that night!"

Yubi looked at Yu Qingfeng and said in a deep voice: "I heard that you are doing very well in Chuzhong, and my master still has kind thoughts in his heart to hide this matter for you."

"But now you dare to go back to Northern Xinjiang, and bring outsiders to seriously injure our Sikong people!"

"It's only right and proper to kill people for their lives! Today, the owner will clean up the house for Sikong's family!"

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Yan Chang'an couldn't bear it any longer, and cut off Sikong De's arm with a knife in his hand.

"what!!!"

In an instant, blood spattered three feet, and screams came from his ears, and Yu Qingfeng regained consciousness in a trance.

Just about to stop him but was held back by Duan Juechen, the young man whispered: "Master, after they are dead, no one will know about it."

He has never been a kind-hearted person, if this matter is exposed, Yu Qingfeng will definitely point the finger at him.

If you kill it, you will kill it. Anyway, the current Sikong family can't find a good one from top to bottom.

And the ghosts he released brought back extremely interesting news, this group of people should die now!

Suddenly he said to Yan Chang'an: "Brother Yan, kill them! If they don't die, they will force Master to death!"

Hearing this, Yan Chang'an's eyes were blood red, good and evil were indistinguishable in his heart, and only left to kill.

Lin Wanjiang supported Yu Qingfeng, and the master and apprentice were stunned on the spot. They had never seen Yan Chang'an attack so fiercely.

Another knife went down, and the elder who had just accused Yu Qingfeng had already gone to Huangquan to catch up with his younger brother.

In an instant, the huge house turned into a purgatory on earth, with corpses everywhere, and pungent blood everywhere.

Lin Wanjiang trembled all over, and was so excited by this scene that she wanted to go 'crazy', and suddenly held Yu Qingfeng's hand tightly.

Yu Qingfeng suddenly woke up, and suddenly roared: "Yan Chang'an!!!"

Hearing the sound, Yan Changan still killed the last person.

He forcibly suppressed the demon energy in his body, and his pupils gradually became clear, finally waking up like a dream.

But looking around, there is no living person here, and the pool of blood under his feet is like a rolling sea of ​​evil, burying the goodness in his heart.

Turning around in a daze, she was slapped suddenly, Yu Qingfeng trembled all over, and her chest heaved violently.

His eyes were red, he shook Yan Changan's shoulders vigorously, and growled, "Why are you killing people!!!"

He committed murder many years ago, and his Taoist partner committed murder many years later.

Yu Qingfeng could no longer tell whether the Sikong family owed him, or he owed the Sikong family......

Yan Changan was so shaken that he was at a loss and suddenly fell to his knees in a pool of blood.

The long arms hugged Yu Qingfeng's legs tightly, even though he kicked and beat him, he refused to let go.

Looking up at the love of his life, he begged tremblingly: "Brother Yu, it was Chang'an who made a mistake, don't be angry!"

Yu Qingfeng thought he was too little and out of control, and his appearance made him feel uneasy.

He was afraid that this person would not want him, and he thought he was a murderous person, and he thought his heart was vicious and cruel.

But just now he didn't know why, as long as he thought that this group of people would kill Yu Qingfeng, there was only one thought in his mind.

He wants to eradicate all potential crises, even if he kills everyone.

By the time he came back to his senses, the murder had already been done, and there was no way to undo it...

Yu Qingfeng remained silent, closed his eyes suddenly, and recited the mantra of passing away silently in a trembling voice.

Unexpectedly, just thinking about it, my heart will be cut like a sharp knife.

He felt that he was extremely hypocritical, ashamed of his parents and teachers, and unworthy of being a human being in this life.

Just when he was about to collapse, he suddenly heard Duan Juechen say: "Master, do you know why the Sikong family doesn't see a woman?"

"You know, what is a family wife?"

Yu Qingfeng was taken aback, opened his eyes instantly, looked at Duan Juechen and asked in a hoarse voice: "Be clear..."

Duan Juechen smiled, hugged Lin Wanjiang who was about to faint, and said in a low voice: "There are always things that cannot be seen in the big family, and my Duan family is also like this."

"I never thought that the Sikong family, who still value their reputation, would be so filthy and disgusting."

"Ah Chen has just set up a soul-listening array, Master, do you want to hear about it? Listen to the souls of these dead women, what do you want to complain about?"

Sure enough, clouds and smoke rose from the Scarlet House...

The word 'Sikong' hanging high on the porch is gradually distorted and dark...