"Ah Wei ······" The old patriarch of the Wumen Sect suddenly snorted hoarsely.
Xiang Que killed people in a rage, and his actions were too fast and didn't give him any chance to persuade him at all, and he broke the neck of the young master of the Wumen with a quick shot, and the proper puppet was angry and blood splashed with five steps.
Xiang Que withdrew his hand, and his fist squeaked: "Is there anything wrong with me killing him?"
I came thousands of miles to ask for help, dragged the relationship to ask for help, you can tell me if it can't be cured, I'll turn around and leave, but you don't need to pit me when you can't cure it, money is a trivial matter, you are in my daughter How can this be counted as a death curse?
If you want money, do you want human life?
” The patriarch of the Wumen clan stared at the red eyes, looking at the corpse of his grandson who fell on the table, and felt that everything was in disgrace for a moment, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and Xiang Que twisted the neck of the young master of the Wumen, which was equivalent to twisting the incense of their family.
The old patriarch sat on the chair dejectedly, unable to say a word, Xiang Que killed someone, but as he said, there was nothing wrong with killing, his grandson was purely dying, this matter was too inauthentic.
"I won't take back the five million, when it's your grandson's life money, if you want to take revenge, find the Lingnan Wang family, they can find me, I will accompany you at any time, of course, unless you want the Wumen to break the inheritance and provoke me, I will slaughter you Wumen" Xiang Que stood up slowly, Wu The soul of the young master of the gate also slowly rose from him at this time.
Xiang Que stretched out his hand and pulled it, put his soul into his sword, turned around and walked outside.
"It's not enough to kill people, do you still want him to be gone?"
The old patriarch gritted his teeth and said, "You have killed all the people, what do you want?"
Hand over my grandson's soul, we admit this matter, if you don't hand it over, our witchcraft will curse you for the rest of your life, even if I fight for my life, I will use the witch gate Witchcraft spell you will not be restless for a lifetime" Xiang Que stood at the door and paused, and said: "After I solve the death spell, I will naturally release his soul back, if he can't solve it, then he won't even have the chance to reincarnate······ As for you trying to curse me?
You can try to see if you can curse, I'm not even afraid of a hundred ghosts , I'm afraid that you won't be able to make it?
” For Wumen, Xiang Que is not scared at all, he blinded the numerology of the heavenly machine and made the curse of Wumen impossible to start!
The patriarch of the Wumen Sect sighed, he really said what he said before!
Outside the Wumen, beside the Hongshui River, the scenery is beautiful.
Xiang Que gently put Wan Wan on the ground, the child struggled with his little hands and feet and made a babbling sound in his mouth, originally this should be a child full of crying and Lingxiu, but the two weird whites in her eyes added a touch of horror to Wan Wan.
"Huh" The long sword was drawn and inserted into the ground, and then the soul of the young master of the Wumen floated out of the sword, at this time his soul looked extremely miserable, and the six battle souls in the sword were ordered by Xiang Que to serve this young master of the Wumen who did not know the depths.
Xiang Que put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Have you ever heard of the eighteen tortures in purgatory?"
If you haven't heard of it, you can refer to the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, torturing people can make life worse than death, I want to bite my tongue and kill myself, if you are lucky, you can die if you bite your tongue, and if you are unlucky, you can bite yourself Then you have to continue to be tortured, this is the punishment of the yang world, but there are also eighteen kinds of torture in the underworld, I can let you appreciate one of them first, you can try it first if you are eaten by a powerful ghost."
"Snap" snapped his fingers, and a wisp of battle spirit floated out of the sword and rushed straight towards the frightened young master of the Wumen.
The "roar" battle spirit opened its bloody mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth, and bit the soul of the young master of the Wumen Sect in one bite, like a wild wolf gnawing at its prey, tearing fiercely.
"Ah······h The young master of the Wumen was so devastated that his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of horror, fear and panic, but also with boundless fear.
"Let go, let me go, Xiang Que, I'm scared, I'm afraid" The young master of Wumen howled regretfully: "Let me go, you can let me do anything, Xiang Que you said, what do you want, you say" "Scared?
What did you do earlier?!
Xiang Que said in a very flat tone: "Take people's money and people to eliminate disasters, you have collected the money and the disaster has not disappeared, and you have given me a stick, I don't vent on you, how did I extinguish this fire?"
” "I know what you want, Xiang Quan, I'll solve it, I'll untie the death spell on that child, I'll solve it, you just let me go" "Snap" snapped his fingers again, and the battle spirit returned to its place.
"Solution, I will let you go back to the witch gate and wait for reincarnation, and then play tricks, I will put you in the purgatory of the underworld, and you will be tortured in eighteen ways every day, and you will live forever and forever" Xiang said loudly.
At this time, the young master of Wumen has already repented of his intestines, don't be greedy for everything, a knife on the head of the color word, a sword on the head of the greedy word, not to mention the life of the person, and suffer all kinds of suffering.
The young master of Wumen regretted it, and Xiang Que also regretted it, and he regretted that he blindly went to the doctor in a hurry, and almost sent him into the abyss.
Those who heal don't heal themselves!
A day later, Xiang Que left Dahua Yao County with his child.
From Hangzhou to Nanjing, then to Qiannan, and finally to Guangxi, I have worked hard many times along the way, and I have been seeking to complete the problems in my body to no avail.
In the end, he was pitted in Yao County, and Xiang Que realized that he couldn't do it on his own.
Two days later, in Xinjiang, in the Tianshan Mountains, Xiang Que entered the Tianshan Mountains wrapped in a thick leather coat with the child in his arms.
The last time he was separated from Lao Dao, he left from Gujingguan and went to Tianshan Jingci Nunnery to find his sunset red, and he never returned.
Tianshan Jingci Nunnery, is a nunnery, and the ancient well view is the same is an unworldly place, Xiang Lack does not know much about it, only know that Jingci Nunnery is in the middle of the Bogda Peak of Tianshan Mountain, the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, the altitude is high, the temperature is low, the people are inaccessible, and the environment is quite bad.
In order to worry about the finished body, Xiang Que has been rushing with all his strength after entering the Tianshan Mountains on the Bogda Peak, he is afraid that he will be delayed on the road for a long time, and the finished body can not withstand the harsh climate of the Tianshan Mountains, the altitude of Bogda Peak is 5445 meters, and the snow does not melt all year round since 3800 meters or more , as far as the eye can see, it is white.
The Jingci Nunnery is about 3,000 meters from the Bogda Peak.
From the morning to the evening, the sky will be dark.
Xiang Que has always been at the speed of rapid marching, and he has never stopped once after more than ten hours of long-distance running, except after feeding.
He was afraid that if he delayed for a long time, he would not be able to bear it after the end, but despite the high altitude and low temperature, his little face had begun to turn a little white, and he was short of breath, obviously suffering from altitude sickness.
Xiang Que had to continuously use her own essence to be transported into her body, so that she could support it.