The Overbearing Aura is Spilling Over

"what?"

"Still killing..."

Han Feixie wished he could reach out and drag him out, "You come out first!"

"Wait, I'll find the way first." Seeing Han Feixie's color change suddenly, Zhan Zhan shrank his head back.

If the gaze had penetrating power, the stone wall would have been riddled with holes by Han Feixie's stare.Just as he was making up the exquisite picture of himself using torture after Zhan Zhan was resurrected, Zhan Zhan's head stuck out from the front and waved at him innocently, "This way, this way... come here quickly!"

Han Feixie walked over with a displeased face.

There is a narrow door beside Zhan Zhan, if it is not pointed out, it is difficult to notice it normally.

"Push the door and have a look." Zhan Zhan encouraged.

Han Feixie hesitated for a while, he hadn't fully accepted the change of identity from the guest of the Qingwen family to the successor of the Qingwen family.

"Walking in from here, you won't be noticed. The location is very hidden, and the vision is good. It's just a VIP seat." Zhan Zhan encouraged him.

Han Feixie gently pushed the door open.

"Cuckoo la la..."

The door should have not been moved for a long time, and the hinge made a harsh sound.

Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan: "..."

Han Feixie said slowly, "It's really hidden."

Zhan Zhan said: "How about we..."

"Squeak...earl..."

Suddenly, there was a very weird and sharp whistling sound from inside!

"Shen Zhuo!"

The deep and thick voice was like a needle that stabilized the sea, suppressing the strange whistling sound forcefully.

After all, Han Feixie was a young man with strong curiosity, and even here he couldn't bear the curiosity and slipped into the crack of the door that was pushed open.The gap in the door was narrow, and he could only move forward by turning his body slightly sideways. He secretly channeled the energy of fire and yang to guard against it.

Zhan Zhan walked in front of him, "I'll find the way for you."

"No, you go to the back..." Han Feixie reached out and grabbed him.

Zhan Zhan didn't have eyes behind him, so naturally he couldn't see his movements, but his body shook, and he said casually, "Don't make trouble."

……

Han Feixie was startled, looked at his hands and his back in astonishment, and said, "You..."

"Wow! Look!" Zhan Zhan turned sideways, out of sight, and pointed forward excitedly.

Han Feixie looked along his fingers, and at the end of the narrow path was a round hole the size of an adult's head, and at the other end of the hole was a stone room, five or six feet square, with a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, unpretentious.

In front of the calligraphy and painting is a bamboo couch. An old man with white hair and white beard is sitting cross-legged, his eyes are open, his cheeks are flushed, and the green pattern can be seen faintly on his exposed neck.Next to his neck, a black dagger was in the shape of cutting, and the person holding the dagger was a man in black with his face covered.

The two of them seem to be frozen, the camera freezes, and they are both motionless.

Seeing that neither of them was a woman, Han Feixie breathed a sigh of relief.After hearing Qin Wenya's words, his mind was filled with "Mother, mother, mother..." The first thing he thought of when he heard about the murder was his mother.

Zhan Zhan said: "They have been killing for a long time..."

The old man with white beard pursed his lips tighter and tighter, and a stream of black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth little by little.

The man in black suddenly snorted, and the dagger in his hand was drawn back.

The white-bearded old man involuntarily turned his body to the left.

The man in black took advantage of the situation and raised his dagger to cut fiercely at the other side of the white-bearded old man's neck.

"boom!"

Han Feixie slapped the stone wall away with his palm, and quickly passed through the falling rock, blocking the white-bearded old man, gently holding the dagger with his fingers.There was a huge rebound force from the dagger, Han Feixie, even the high-level sword master, was shocked and almost dropped the dagger.

Seeing Han Feixie, the man in black showed a strange color in his calm eyes. He pulled the dagger vigorously, but failed. He let go without hesitation, tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and disappeared into the stone room like a ghost. .

Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie couldn't see how he disappeared with their eyes.

Han Feixie turned his head, and was about to say something, when he saw a sword master-level sword energy emanating from the dying white-bearded old man just now.Han Feixie was caught off guard and pushed into a corner.

"Old man, revenge for your kindness!" Zhan Zhan rushed forward to scratch the face of the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man slowly got down from the couch, passed through Zhan Zhan who was baring his teeth and claws, and walked in front of Han Feixie, and said in a deep voice, "Who will allow you to go to Qingwen to inherit the cauldron?"

Han Feixie leaned against the stone wall, with fire and yang energy condensed in his palms, ready to go, "Qin Wenya." Anyway, she tricked him to go, and she didn't feel guilty about betraying him at all.

The white-bearded old man shook his lips, and said after a while, "Change your surname."

"Surname Qin?" Han Feixie's voice was slightly mocking.No matter what happened to his mother back then, it is a fact that the Qin family has never visited and cared about him for so many years.No matter how unqualified Han Yunfei was as a father, he still raised him.He has resentment and hatred for him, and also has feelings.In comparison, the Qin family is the real stranger.

The white-bearded old man waved his hand and said, "As long as your surname is not Han, no one cares if your surname is Hot or Leng."

This answer is more hurtful than forcing him to be named Qin. Even if he inherited Qingwen, in the eyes of the Qin family, he is still a dispensable existence.Han Feixie sneered and said, "Why?"

The old man with white beard said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

Han Feixie said: "Old man."

"...How dare you speak to me like that!"

Zhan Zhan saw that the white-bearded old man was furious, and secretly screamed that it was not good, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Qin Wenya say that Qin Yuan was retreating here? Could it be him?"

"I am Qin Yuan." The old man with white beard confirmed his guess with one sentence.

Zhan Zhan took a breath in cooperation, "Don't mess with him."

The old god Han Feixie said, "Oh."

Qin Yuan said: "Do you know..."

Han Fei released his evil fire yang energy, and met Qin Yuan's surprised eyes and said: "You are a sword master, and I am also a sword master. You are a high-level sword master, and I am also a high-level sword master. You are injured, I You are safe and sound. Tell me, what should I know?" Those above the Sword Emperor can hide their rank at will, and Han Feixie is at the same rank as Qin Yuan, so it is not difficult to hide it from his eyes.

Coupled with the fact that Qin Yuan suffered a loss and was injured, his mind was restless, and he never thought that a young man in his twenties would reach the level of his cultivation for many years. One can imagine the shock in his heart.

"You, how could you..." Qin Yuan couldn't even speak clearly, and he didn't have the momentum just now.

Zhan Zhan thought: If this is a TV, maybe Qin Yuan will have the special effect of being struck by lightning.

"Before inheriting Qing Wen's inheritance, you were already a sword master?" Qin Yuan asked.

Han Feixie said: "Sword Master is at the peak."

Qin Yuan was skeptical, and just when Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie thought his mood would improve or worsen, he suddenly said, "Are you going to change your surname?"

Han Feixie said: "No change."

"I'm your grandfather!"

"You have been my grandfather for less than two hours, but I have been Han Yunfei's son for 21 years."

"How is he treating you?" Although it was a question, Qin Yuan's expression proved that he knew exactly what Han Feixie had suffered in Han's house.

Han Feixie said: "Give me food, shelter, and clothes...at least I've grown up."

Qin Yuan could see the resentment between the lines in his words, so he couldn't hold it back, and blurted out, "Who told you to take his surname!"

"You didn't stop." Qin Yuan became more angry, and Han Feixie became calmer.

Qin Yuan also seemed to feel that he was being unreasonable, so he kept a straight face and said nothing.

Zhan Zhan said: "He has already suffered internal injuries, and if he gets angry a few more times, he will directly over it?"

Han Feixie said: "OVER?"

"Braids."

Han Feixie glanced at Qin Yuan's hair and said, "His hair is disheveled."

Qin Yuan said angrily, "What are you muttering about?"

"Where's my mother?" Han Feixie asked.

Qin Yuan's complexion changed, his eyes flickered to avoid his gaze, "Hmph, I've thought of your mother for so many years, what did I do?" He didn't care if the logic made sense, and waved his hands irritably, "If you don't change your surname, you will give me your surname." I'm going, I don't want to see you. Go!"

It was the first time Zhan Zhan saw Han Fei's ears and neck flushed with evil spirits.

"What did you do to my mother?" Han Feixie asked coldly.Qin Yuan hated the Han family so much, he might have angered his mother and imprisoned her to torture him.As soon as he thought of this, his resentment towards his mother for abandoning him immediately dissipated and turned into deep worry.

"Your mother died a long time ago!" Seeing Han Feixie's instantly pale face, Qin Yuan felt a sense of revenge in his heart, "The grave is on the hillside, it's up to you to see it yourself."

Zhan Zhan: "..." The top priority is the revival of the pharmaceutical factory and the resurrection of the pharmaceutical factory...