Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

With a roar, Zhao Mengya stared wide-eyed and stood on guard, her dragon blood sword ready to go.

It's just that after hearing her voice, the figure walking out of the mist didn't slow down at all.

It's just that a familiar voice came out of his mouth immediately.

"It's the old man!"

Walking out of the mist, Qin Shou raised his hand and tore off the tattered armor on his body, revealing his strong chest.

Seeing that it was the head of the family, Qin Qibing and the killers breathed a sigh of relief, only Zhao Mengya still had a straight face and cold eyes.

"How do you prove that you are yourself!"

"Old man..."

"Okay, there is no need to prove it, it is indeed my father, let him come over."

Before Qin Shou finished speaking, Qin Shou who was standing behind Zhao Mengya suddenly spoke.

Looking at the dark red halo of the villain of luck above Qin Shou's head, Qin Yu couldn't help but smile wryly.

The appearance may be fake, but the halo cannot be disguised.

After leaving with more than a dozen masters, this old man actually came back safe and sound?

Is this the fucking villain?This combat power is too outrageous!

Zhao Mengya's eyes flashed when she heard the words, and she quickly dissipated the sword energy in her hand, while stepping sideways to get out of the way.

Qin Shou, who walked past her, looked up at his son's miserable appearance, and then at the few remaining veterans, his face turned livid on the spot.

"Who hurt you like this?!"

"You don't need revenge, they are all dead."

Qin Yu turned his head to look at the corpses all over the floor, touched the scar on his face, and suddenly looked up at his father.

"How is your side? Is the injury serious?"

"Don't worry, the old man won't die yet."

"What about them?"

"The master who came out of the body broke his arm after punching the old man, and then escaped. Two of the remaining guys escaped, and the rest were beaten to death by the old man."

He raised his hand and glanced at his green dragon arm, feeling his blood boiled more and more because of absorbing a large amount of blood from a master.

Qin Shou's eyes were full of viciousness.

"That Prince Qin forced the old man to punch him with all his strength. Although he didn't die and let him run away in the chaos, he must not be far from death. Hmph, he ran fast."

"run?"

Qin Yu turned his head and glanced at his own people who were covered with scars, his eyes gradually narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were even more squirming.

"The man who killed us still wants to run away! Dad! What do you think should be done?"

"What else can I do? When did you see the old man show mercy? It's just your injury..."

"I can't die, and the wound can be treated later, but this revenge must be reported on the spot!"

The father and son quickly reached a consensus. Qin Yu raised his head and looked at the fog that had completely dissipated around him, and suddenly frowned.

"Where are the ordinary villagers? How come none of the thousands of people have disappeared?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Mengya, who had a cold face next to her, trembled violently, and hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look at Qin Yu.

It's just that her little action immediately attracted Qin Yu's attention.

He looked at Zhao Mengya silently, and then looked down at the blood entangled in her arms.

Qin Yu's complexion gradually sank, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"In the end, I ended up killing them..."

In Tianlong City, Qin Wen led some of the remaining soldiers, pacing back and forth in the room, anxiously waiting for the news to come back.

This desperate plan was made by him.

Now that they have been cornered, they can only choose to give it a go.

This time I invite you into the urn, taking advantage of the other party's ignorance of the situation, mistakenly thinking that the matter is not too serious, and directly tearing the face.

In the number of hands, no matter what, they should be able to successfully get the Qinglong blood.

Even if Qin Shou was invincible against the woman surnamed Zhao, the other party still had Qin Yu as his weakness.

Taoist Huan Ling manipulated the villagers to lure and besiege them, and as long as the other party couldn't bear it, they would definitely be trapped in the formation.

Then, we will attack with all our strength, besiege with masters, and cooperate with the foreign army. Even if we can't defeat Qin Shou, we will definitely be able to capture his son.

This should have been a foolproof strategy.

It's just that as time passed by, and he, who hadn't waited for his father to return for a long time, gradually became uneasy.

And when he saw several signal flares rising in the distance, his complexion turned ashen on the spot.

The Qin family's call for help!Even experts in the Out-of-Aperture Realm can't fly out of this maze!How could they shoot a signal!

unless…………

Suddenly thinking of something, Qin Wen hurriedly ran to the door.

But before they had time to get close, the door was knocked open.

With the help of a bruised guard, Prince Qin, who couldn't stop bleeding from his mouth and nose, staggered into the courtyard.

"father!"

Seeing his father's pale face, Qin Wen hurried over.

But before he finished speaking, Prince Qin waved his hand vigorously.

"Take everyone! Let's go! Qin Shou is too strong! We've lost! Go! They won't let us go!"

"Yes! Everyone! Follow up!"

Seeing his father's miserable appearance, Qin Wen was frightened and panicked, and hurriedly supported his father and rushed out of the courtyard.

And in Tianlong City at this time, a large number of guarding troops and the children of the Qin family have already taken action, rushing towards the direction of the signal flare in the distance.

Even many of the disciples were alarmed. After learning from other people that this was the signal flare from the Patriarch Qin Shou, they also rushed there.

Heads surged and troops left the city.

Taking advantage of the chaos and escaping over the wall, Prince Qin turned his head and glanced at the soldiers behind him, his eyebrows frowned.

"It's impossible to escape with so many people! Take off your weapons and armor and run separately!"

"Yes!"

After learning that their boss was being hunted down, the soldiers naturally wished for it, and quickly dispersed in all directions.

Prince Qin, who watched them run away, turned his head to look at his son, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"Son, it's time to use your second move."

"But…………"

"It's nothing to worry about. It's better than anything else to survive. Whether it's life or death this time, it's up to everyone."

"…………clear!"

The father and son of the Qin family set off again, leading a few cronies, plus the only surviving master who was also badly injured, galloping along the wilderness forest, not even daring to light a torch along the way.

Looking for an opportunity, the few people who changed their bloody clothes have transformed into ordinary farmers.

With the help of the moonlight, with the help of the forest.

They fled for tens of miles.

It's just that just as they were about to approach the surrounding mountains, the people running in the woods suddenly stopped.

Wearing a turban on his head and a peasant uniform, Prince Qin looked pale and looked forward.

"... Patriarch Qin!"

After the words fell, there was a rustling sound, and the father and son of the Qin family led a group of masters out of the darkness with expressionless faces.

Qin Shou, who took the lead to walk out, had sharp eyes and a fierce look on his face.

"Why is Prince Qin leaving in such a hurry? Gifts are reciprocated. You have sent such a big gift, and I have not exhausted the friendship of the landlord! Why don't you stay and talk to me?"