Chapter 227 Killing Wang Aifu

One stone stirs up a thousand ripples. This bombshell news immediately shocked the three men so much that they turned pale.

The head of the Wang family was as confused as a headless fly, his eyes dodged, not daring to look directly at Zhang Jingqing's oppressive gaze. In order to have a chance of survival, he evaded the question and said:
"How can you falsely accuse me, young man? The people below acted rashly, what does it have to do with us?"

"The people who harmed you have been killed by the Heavenly Master. Isn't that enough?"

"not enough."

Zhang Jingqing replied coldly: "Without your permission, how could your Wang family's minions hurt my disciples?"

"Wang Zhiheng, don't say that I don't give you dignity. Considering that there are nearly a hundred people in your Wang family, young and old, just commit suicide! It will be good for both you and me."

The Heavenly Master was determined to kill these three people. Based on his understanding of these families, instead of worrying about whether these people in power would bear a grudge and wait for revenge in the future, it would be better to kill them now to save trouble.

"Zhang Jingqing!"

"I advise you to stop. My Wang family has a network of connections throughout the political and business circles. There are countless dignitaries who need our help."

The fat elder laughed grimly several times. He became more and more arrogant as he spoke, challenging him: "Kill me? You are not worthy!"

"If you really kill me, your Tianshi Mansion will be greeted by endless disasters. One gun can't deal with you, how can hundreds of guns deal with your Longhu Mountain? Do you think my Wang family is easy to mess with!"

Zhang Jingqing was silent for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't have the so-called "connections" in his Tianshi Mansion, and he is not afraid of the Wang family if he goes to war. It's just that he can't ask for help due to the relationship. However, the threatening words of this fat old man really made him unhappy.

The head of the Wang family was good at observing people's expressions. Seeing that the Heavenly Master seemed to be hesitating about something, he struck while the iron was hot and said:

"Master! If you ask me to commit suicide, what kind of bad influence will it have on the alliance?"

"Besides, the three of us have nothing to do with this matter. In my opinion, it is best to stop here to avoid going any further and causing enmity between your Tianshi Mansion and my Wang family."

The Wang family gradually gained confidence. They bet that the Heavenly Master would retreat when faced with difficulties. Then, thinking of the high-ranking government officials and military figures who were on good terms with the family, they couldn't help but straighten their backs.

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong saw that their master looked gloomy and knew that he was having a hard time. They wanted to persuade him, but it was too late.

"I'll kill you if I say I'll kill you."

"If we can't even protect our disciples, wouldn't the Tianshi Mansion be a laughing stock?"

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Jingqing made a decision. His whole body glowed with golden light, his eyes were like torches, and he said loudly:
"Since you are unwilling to commit suicide, don't blame me for being rude."

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled in the sky. Seeing that the Heavenly Master was serious about his attack, the head of the Wang family trembled like a sieve, retreated repeatedly, and almost fell to the ground.

"You are crazy!"

"Old ghost! Stop it!!"

"If you touch me in the slightest, I will tear down your Tianshi Mansion."

No matter how the men cursed and threatened him, Zhang Jingqing ignored them. He used the Five Thunders Method again, drawing the nine-sky clouds and thunder to descend. Several silver-white thunderbolts as thick as tripods blasted through the tops of the three men's heads and through the soles of their feet as time passed by almost stagnantly.

"Boom!"

The flesh and blood flew away like ashes. The mortal body, unable to withstand the power of the heavenly thunder, was destroyed in a moment.

The Wang family members who were trapped on the other side all had pale faces and huddled in the corner in fear.

"Daddy."

Wang Ai burst into tears and trembled as he hid in the crowded crowd. Through the gap, he saw the ashes remaining on the ground. His chest felt as if it was hit by a thousand-pound hammer. He held back his resentment and clenched his fists tightly.

The direct bloodline related to the other two elders also bowed their heads in silent grief.

The courtyard was in a mess. Several older Wang family elders had no choice but to walk out on crutches, upholding the declining dignity of this aristocratic family and negotiating with the Heavenly Master.

"Since the main culprit has been eliminated, and the people who harmed your disciples have paid the price, I hope that Master Tian will show mercy and let this go."

They begged in sorrow and promised again and again that they would not cause trouble to the Tianshi Mansion in the future. For the aristocratic families, the most important thing is inheritance.

At present, most of the senior members of the clan are dead, and the younger generation has not yet grown up. Moreover, the unique skill of summoning spirits and dispatching generals is still kept privately by the Wang family, which may easily attract the covetousness of strangers in the world.

If we really go to war with the Tianshi Mansion at all costs for a dozen dead and worthless people, even if we can get help from powerful people, there is no guarantee that the other party has the power. If we drag it out for three to five years, the disadvantages will far outweigh the advantages. It is really unwise.

As the murderers who killed his disciples were all killed, the Master's anger gradually subsided, but he still had a bad face and responded coldly:

"What happened today was caused by the despicable behavior of your Wang family. Whether you are chasing the thirty-six thieves or coveting strange skills, I only want to tell you one thing, it is not your turn to use weapons against the disciples of my Tianshi Mansion."

"Yes, the Heavenly Master is right. I am ashamed."

The man lowered his head, not daring to refute as he felt guilty. After all, he was an insider on the matter. Now he just wanted to urgently resolve this conflict and let the family enter a stage of recuperation as soon as possible.

"I swear solemnly in front of you that I will strictly monitor my people from now on and not let them be blinded by greed and make big mistakes again."

"On behalf of those evildoers, I sincerely apologize to you and your disciples."

After saying this, the two gray-haired old men, led by two elders who were also in their seventies or eighties, knelt down and kowtowed to apologize in front of everyone.

"Humph."

The Taoist priest sneered at their attempt to survive by cutting off their arms and was too lazy to pay attention to them. He dispersed the thunderclouds hovering over the mansion, and then, unable to stay any longer, he turned around and left.

After watching their figures disappear outside the gate, even though the elderly people had experienced strong storms and waves, they could no longer bear it and sat down on the ground, sighing silently.

There was only one thought that came to my mind - it's over.

The Lu family also suffered a blow. After experiencing the suppression of the Sanyi Sect, they were attacked at night by the evil cultivators of Quanxing. Relying on their advanced cultivation, the intruders killed many of the Lu family's guards, resulting in more than fifty casualties.

Several old men paralyzed in bed were heartbroken when they heard the news. They passed away before they could even breathe a sigh of relief.

Because of the decisions made by Lu Ci's father, he brought disaster to the family. Six masters of the Mesozoic era died in the night attack by Quan Xing, and they were dismissed soon after.

The clan elder Lu Yue became the new head of the family. After several decades, he took over the mess that he was unwilling to accept before in times of crisis.

The seventh day of the eighth lunar month.

late at night.

In the meeting hall of the Lu family mansion, Lu Yue was wrapped in blood-oozing bandages. In order to drive away the Quan Xing monster, he almost risked his life that night and barely managed to save the lifeline of his family.

At this moment, Lu Ci was kneeling in front of him, his eyes gloomy, and he said nothing. His condition was very bad, he had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Lü Shu. He died without rescue efforts."

Lu Yue picked up a bowl of Chinese medicine from the table, put it to his lips, drank it all in one gulp, soothing the injuries in his body, and said slowly:
"Lü Wan is fine. Now there are only two of you left in the clan. You also hold the innate bloodline inheritance of Shuangquanshou. Unfortunately, you and she don't have the ability to awaken. You can only rely on reproducing offspring. Let's see if there is any chance."

"As the head of the family, I must consider the interests of everyone;"

"Sacrifice yourself and serve the family."

"Is it for the prosperity of the family, or for a bunch of useless parasites to have a worry-free life?"

Lu Yue's eyes gradually turned colder, and he recalled the past and spoke his mind directly:
"I hated this sentence before, and I still hate it now. If your grandfather were still alive, he might nag me for being immature, but I'm not the eldest brother."

"It's up to you to figure it out. If you're willing, then you're willing. If you're not willing, then forget it. It's good for both you and Lu Wan."

"It's just a trick. Our family has survived without it for so many years, so you don't have to worry."

Every word Lu Yue said came from the bottom of his heart. Among the younger generation in the clan, the only one he liked was Lu Ren of the past. As for Lu Ci, compared with his brother, he was just okay.

Lu Ci was wavering and could not make a decision. It turned out that his father Lu forced him to do so, but he was unwilling to do so.

This time, the family encountered an accident and Shuang Quanshou, who had spent a huge price, was about to lose his complete inheritance. The new leader Lu Yue did not force him to make a fixed choice, but gave him enough respect and freedom.

For a moment, Lu Ci was in a dilemma. Since his brother passed away, a lot of burdens fell on his shoulders, which was really a hard feeling.

Born into a family at a young age, the education I received focused on the interests of the family, and with the advice of my elders, a kind of ideological imprint was formed over time.

Unlike Lu Yue, who is rebellious by nature and has an older brother to take care of things for him, Lu Ci has no choice. Both his external and internal conditions are insufficient, and he cannot escape this subtle influence.

No matter how he grows, he will be a loyal dog trained by clan rules and guarding the interests of the family throughout his life.

After hearing the tolerant choice offered by Lu Yue, Lu Ci did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, driven by his inner subconscious, he felt like a rootless duckweed, doing nothing and feeling ashamed of his family.

Cold sweat wet his clothes unconsciously. Lu Yue waited patiently. Lu Ci was in agony. He had never been so indecisive before.

Time passed minute by minute, and the candle on the table gradually burned out. In the quiet meeting hall, only this young man and this old man were deciding the future direction of the Lu family.

a long time.

Lu Ci's spine moved slowly, he raised his head, his heart was throbbing, and he asked his elders anxiously:
"Sister Wan, does she object?"

"If you object, scold your father and the other old guys and cry until your eyes turn red."

Lu Yue said nonchalantly: "But I am fair and told her that as long as she doesn't want to, this will not happen."

"It's just that these past few days, her emotions have calmed down, and she's half-hearted, so I came to ask you."

"."

Lu Ci pursed his lips tightly, struggling in pain inside, not knowing how he could live with dignity in the future.

As if seeing his embarrassment, Lu Yue said:
"Don't worry. Not many people know about this. If you think about it, there are plenty of ways to get away with it."

"Row"

Lu Ci nodded gently, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

He was a coward and never had the courage to resist the influence that had been ingrained into his bones.

"Ugh"

Lu Yue didn't say anything more. He had hoped that the two juniors would give different answers. No matter which side it was, he would just turn a blind eye and let it go so as not to implicate both of them.

Now it seems that the power of clan rules is far more terrifying than he imagined. It can easily bind the two people and extinguish their delusions.

On the sea near the United States, there was a rainy and stormy night, and the ferry was up and down.

In the bathroom at the rear of the cabin, Lu Yanjian was vomiting continuously. Her head felt dizzy and her eyes felt as if they were bloodshot.

Looking down, I saw that the vomit in the sink was actually a bunch of hideous little human heads, stained with sticky, black blood, which was extremely weird and disgusting.

"What...?"

Lu Yanjian stared with difficulty, focusing her vision. The moment she saw the vomit, she was so frightened that her whole body turned cold. Inside was the head of her father and even the entire family. The cannibalistic eyes were looking at her distortedly.

“Hah!”

Her throat rolled again, unable to suppress the churning of gastric juice, and she lay over the sink vomiting until she almost fainted.

"What's wrong? Little girl."

A pair of cold hands reached out from behind and touched her cheeks, which frightened Lu Yanjian so much that she turned pale. She wanted to scream, but her right hand covered her mouth tightly.

At this time, she regained consciousness a little, and finally saw through the mirror in front of her that there was a woman covered in blood, leaning very close to her.

Fear instantly spread throughout her body. Looking at this ghost-like woman, Lu Yanjian's scalp numbed, her eyes widened in horror, and her mouth was blocked, making no sound.

"I am you"

"Thanks to your Lu family, I was able to escape."

A shrill, sinister laugh sounded in her ears, and then Lu Yanjian watched the woman walk over and gradually merge into her body.

"Gurgling."

She scooped up a pool of clear water and splashed it on her face. 'Lv Yanjian' came back to life. She looked in the mirror, as if feeling the difference in this body. Her eyes were filled with a special blue light that disappeared in a flash.

"Lü Ren, is he her father?"

"Ah"

After a while, Lu Yanjian walked out of the bathroom and returned to her seat. Looking at Lu Ren who was sleeping soundly, her right hand emitted a faint blue light and touched the man's brow.

"!"

Suddenly, Lu Ren woke up from his sleep with a splitting headache.

The first and last sight he saw when he woke up was his daughter, who seemed to be plotting something against him. However, his mistake in just a moment wiped out his consciousness.

The light blue light flows along the slender fingertips, through the skin and flesh, and into the depths of the brain.

instantly.

Duanmu Ying, who refined her memories, successfully occupied two bodies. However, at this moment, her face was extremely furious.

"Zhang Huaiyi!!!"

The moment she pronounced the name, she almost gritted her teeth and wanted to cut the bastard into pieces.

Through Lu Ren's memory, Duanmu Ying learned that the head of the Lu family had a private meeting with the head of the Wang family, talking about their dissatisfaction with the Tianshi Mansion.

The latter even mentioned that Zhang Huaiyi was the one who informed the Lu family, and used this to threaten Zhang Jingqing, hoping that the other party would not interfere too much, making it easier for them to seize the source of Qi.

Duanmu Ying, who escaped death, thought about her experiences along the way and Zhang Huaiyi's hasty departure at the end. Everything seemed so abnormal and she was so angry that she trembled all over.

His intuition was stronger than ever before, and Duanmu Ying didn't even have the slightest doubt or hesitation.

The informer was a short man. After the brotherhood was formed, she traveled south with Ma Ben and knew him well. He was an honest and simple man, even timid and cowardly. There was absolutely no reason for him to stir up such a disaster.

But she couldn't see clearly who Zhang Huaiyi was, and always felt that this big-eared thief was hiding something. Now that the truth was exposed and she knew that he was a traitor, Duanmu Ying was furious and became extremely manic.

She was forced to become homeless and her thirty-six sworn brothers suffered heavy casualties, so she has to remember this vengeance.

"Zhang Huaiyi, wait for me."

"I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I tear your tendons and skin you alive."

　I have a fever, headache and feel dizzy today, so there is only one update. Please forgive me, brothers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)