you are at the end of the day

"Ma'am, isn't that the real Tang saber you're carrying?" Pei Bushi looked at Cixue who pulled out the unwilling horse from the deep forest.

"No. I didn't expect that kid Lin Qiuhan's eyes to be so poisonous."

"Then where is the real one?" Pei asked without hesitation.

"On the waterway, escorted by the island owner and deputy island owner."

"I see."

"Now we have to rush back to Feiyue Island, who knows what kind of things that evil church will do for profit!" Ci Xue tied up the horse, jumped on the horse's back, and Pei Bushi took An Qiyang back into the car .

"Drive!" After the neighing of the horse, dust was raised all the way, and the carriage turned around and set off to Feiyue Island.

Two days later, Feiyue Island.

Since this time was traveling day and night, the three of them soon returned here.

The three rushed back, but what they saw was that the people from the yamen carried the corpses covered with white cloths one by one onto stretchers and carried them away.The number of corpses was astonishing, as far as the eye could see, they were all white cloths fluttering. Ci Xue estimated that they might be [-]% of Feiyue Island's people.

Blinking her eyes, Ci Xue burst into tears.

"What's going on here?!" Pei Bushi grabbed a man from the government and yelled, the man looked at the sluggish Ci Xue, sighed, and said:

"My condolences to all heroes. The people of Feiyue Island were killed, and we adults only came here after hearing the people say that there is a bad smell here."

"Who did this murder?"

"I don't know that."

"Thank you, brother." Pei said without hesitation, not forgetting to give him a few taels of silver.The man got the benefits and went to carry the stretcher with a smile on his face. Cixue was suddenly startled. She saw a pair of familiar shoes, ran to a stretcher and squatted down, slowly opened the white cloth, and tears came out of her eyes again—that was Uncle Cao!She uncovered the white cloth next to Uncle Cao again, and as expected, it was Uncle Yuan.

An Qiyang and Pei Bushi watched all this, feeling extremely sad in their hearts.

Cixue wiped away her tears, her voice trembling: "According to the weather in Yangzhou in July and the degree of corruption of the corpses, the time of death should be the day before yesterday." She looked at the corpses of many people at random, and analyzed: "They suffered a lot. The fatal wounds are basically the same, but the wounds are deep and shallow. It seems that they were done by different disciples from the same sect, and the wounds are black, which seems to be poisonous. The wounds are gentle, and the strikes are crisp and sharp. .”

Some of Pei Buci and An Qiyang could understand what she said, and some could not, but they still grasped the central idea. Of course, they were also surprised how Cixue could adjust the calm analysis details so quickly.

"Combining Lin Qiuhan's narration, it is correct that the attacker was the Demon Flame Sect." Ci Xue said self-consciously.

You can send people to Tu Feiyue Island to kill the two elders, and you will have a deep blood feud. If you don't avenge this revenge, you are not a gentleman! "Let's wait and see!" Ci Xue looked at the white cloth that was blown gently in the warm wind, and the large bloodstains on the white cloth, like some kind of vines all over her heart, hatred occupied the whole brain.

……

Jinling, Demon Flame Sect.

Lin Qiuhan stood straight and upright, looking ahead, the scenery he saw was enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

On the leader's throne, sat a man wearing only a long cardigan coat. On the man's lap sat a woman with skin as thin as cream, in the state of mating. Lin Qiuhan was standing facing them, so he could only see the woman's back, and The gaze cast through the woman's black hair.

Evil and domineering.Although the adoptive father is only 25 years old.

"Hmm...ah." The woman panted uncontrollably, and didn't care if there were outsiders present. Lin Qiuhan wanted to look away, but he couldn't be disrespectful when talking to his adoptive father. This was the rule.

"Han'er, you're nineteen this year, right?"

Even though the woman's breathing was disturbed, the man's voice was not disturbed at all.

"Yes, father."

"Is there a girl you like?"

Lin Qiuhan thought that his adoptive father would punish him for not getting the Tang Dao, but he didn't expect him to ask this.But...how could he marry a girl?Could it be that the adoptive father still doesn't understand what he is like?It was he who turned himself into what he is today!

"Go back to father, not yet."

With a contented cheer, the woman gradually became limp and lay on the man's strong chest.

"Do you need to find one for your father?"

"..." Lin Qiuhan didn't know how to answer.He only knew that when his adoptive father adopted him three years ago, he let him experience the sex between men.Moreover, the adoptive father is so gentle and considerate, with a heroic demeanor. In the past three years, Lin Qiuhan has developed a different kind of affection for the foster father.

Now he actually let him marry a wife.

Fu Takiruo is a vicious man.Lin Qiuhan often listens to others say this.He was born in Southwest Miaojiang, proficient in Gu art, handsome, and his figure is easy to imagine.His black hair is not coiled up like the young master of the Central Plains, but loosened at will. He has his own maintenance method, which allows the hair to hang naturally like a steel wire, so it has the unique style of ethnic minorities.His eyebrows are unpainted and long, his lips are unpainted and red, his eyes are narrow and long, with the magic power of ecstasy, his eyelashes are curved, his eyes are clear and clear, his nose bridge is high, and he has a fair complexion. He usually likes to lie lazily on the vine On the bench, with his eyes slightly closed, a snake wrapped around his waist to relieve the heat, ten female pets he carefully selected took turns to massage him, fan him, feed him fruit, play the piano, read a book, and even recite poems in pairs.

"Why don't you answer, Han'er?"

"Father, Han'er has never thought about getting married. Now that the Demon Flame Sect has not won the first place in the Jianghu, and the hegemony has failed, Han'er really dare not think about getting married."

"Xi Le, you go down." Fu Takiruo said.

After hearing this, the woman obediently walked out of the main hall, completely naked.

When Xi Le passed by Lin Qiuhan, Lin Qiuhan closed his eyes.