Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

The two sides were at war for a moment, and the onlookers all stared wide-eyed and stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

"Nonsense!" Qi Rongtian was furious, "My Qi family are all ordinary people, except for Qi Jin, no one is cultivating immortals! How could I enter such a soul or sect?"

"Are you talking nonsense, you know it in your heart!" Nan Heng said sharply, "Young Master's whip has been tempered with spiritual power just now during the fight. How dare you say that your Qi family are ordinary people?!"

"What spiritual power?" Qi Rongtian was in a daze, as if he really didn't know anything about it.

But Xiao Tingxun said already: "The disciples of the Soul Sacrifice Sect who made mistakes, before being expelled from the sect, all tendons in both wrists will be severed, and the spirit veins and cores will be destroyed."

"Hmph! What you said is too absolute!" Qi Lin interjected, "My father injured his hand when he went hunting in his early years. I think you are too young to speak irresponsibly as a fairy!"

Xiao Tingxun frowned and said nothing, but Nan Heng had already spoken back: "I think you are also young, why can't you speak your head?"

"What kind of hunting would cause such injuries? Your father probably didn't rub lard on his wrists, so he was attacked by prey like this!"

"Moreover, this scar is obviously not caused by the attack of wild beasts, it must be a sword wound at first glance!"

"Then... it can't be the poisonous hand of a competitor!" Qi Lin was still stubborn.

But Nan Heng didn't want to argue with this idiot with low IQ anymore, just now while he was talking to Qi Lin, Yin Jiu had already stepped forward with Qi Jin and opened the coffin of Qi Jinniang's mother Jiang Yuewu.

"You sanctimonious hypocrites! What are you going to do with my concubine's funeral before you stop!"

Qi Rongtian's eyes were full of grief, and he wept and complained, which caused the surrounding people to start talking.

Naturally, the words will not be pleasant. Although Qi Rongtian has more women married and is talked about by the people of Anze County, he has not done any serious bad things that endanger the people.

If before they saw Qi Jin kneeling on the ground begging Master Qi to open the coffin for autopsy before, they could still have some sympathy, but now that they saw Qi Jin had someone to back him up, they really forcibly opened the coffin, but it was completely unreasonable. Not so anymore.

"What's the matter with these people? It's not that people who cultivate immortals will never interfere with our ordinary people's affairs, let alone other people's family affairs."

"That is to say, how can you forcefully open someone's coffin and prevent the funeral process by those who seem to be quite immortal and look like a jade tree facing the wind!"

"Wait..." In the crowd, a young man suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth between Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun.

"These two people look familiar... Aren't these people the monks who were invited by the county master to solve the matter of wish-fulfilment?!"

"It turned out to be them?!" Someone in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

"It seems that these cultivators are stupid in their cultivation! Spoil yourself with other people's affairs!"

"Hey... From my point of view, they are here to support the Eighth Young Master who is also a cultivator!"

The onlookers talked a lot, but Nan Heng and the others ignored it, because Jiang Yuewu's body was simply too scary.

Although her body has been replaced with a new shroud, her belly is swollen high, which is not at all what Qi Rongtian said earlier about a miscarriage.

What's more, her eyes were wide open, staring at the front, her gaze was cold and piercing.

Her face was as pale as paper, but there was a black handprint on her neck, which was obviously strangled to death.

Do not look down.

Qi Jin was already dumbfounded, he was leaning on the side of the coffin, his feet were so weak that he fell directly to the ground.

"Senior brother Qi!" Nan Heng quickly supported him with sharp eyes and hands.

Qi Jin gritted his teeth tightly, he used Nan Heng's strength to support himself and stood still, and when he looked at Qi Rongtian again, his eyes were filled with overwhelming anger.

"Father! My mother... how did she die!"

"You know that, right? You are afraid that I will find out, that's why you oppose my exhumation!"

When the matter came to light, Qi Rongtian chuckled twice, and there was no such artificial grief on his face.

"Qi Jin, Qi Jin! It's just the dregs after the fire!"

His pronunciation was extremely heavy, with a sense of pleasure and revenge.

Looking at the gradually crazy expression on his face, Nan Heng already guessed the whole story.

But if this is really the case, it would be too cruel for Qi Jin.

He glanced at Qi Jin beside him. The young man who was about the same age as him had a grim and painful expression at this moment. He was immersed in Qi Rongtian's words just now, so he probably hadn't figured it out yet.

He glanced sideways at Xiao Tingxun again, his master's brows drooped, his eyes were dark and deep, obviously he also guessed the truth.

Looking at the Second Elder and Su Ye next to him, they all looked sad and shocked.

He sighed in a low voice, but still kept his mouth shut.

"Father?!" Qi Jin stared at Qi Rongtian in shock, as if he never thought that such words could come from Qi Rongtian's mouth.

He has been neglected by his father since he was a child, and he finally joined the Changqing Sect and won Qi Rongtian's praise. He naively thought that his father wanted him to become powerful and become a monk who slays demons and demons, but , Qi Rongtian, what does this mean now?

"Hehe," Qi Rongtian looked at his shocked look, but laughed mockingly, "Idiot! You think you have a good foundation and can cultivate, so I treat you differently? A bastard will always be a bastard! Forever ... can't even get on the stage!"

"You are nothing more than a stepping stone for Rin'er. But with your lowly status, it is an honor to be a stepping stone for Rin'er."

"You... what did you say?" Qi Jin's eyes widened suddenly, looking at his father in disbelief.

"Don't understand what I said?" Qi Rongtian smiled with a distorted expression, patted Qi Lin's shoulder and said, "Rin'er, go, anyway, he will be your weapon sooner or later. day."

As soon as his words fell, Qi Lin was already grinning grinningly, pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and cut through his palm.

Then, he uttered the words that everyone present was very familiar with: "My blood melts with it, calling your dead souls!"

In an instant, Qi Lin's body was filled with black energy, and then, on his shoulder, a phantom of a young man slowly appeared.

Nan Heng clenched the horn in his hand, ready to meet him at any time, but Qi Jin's face turned pale suddenly.

His lips were trembling, his steps were staggering, and he was shaking uncontrollably.

"No... this, this is impossible! This is impossible!"

"You...! How can you! How can you do this!"

Qi Yun...

The Qi Nu summoned by Qi Lin with the soul-burning sacrifice was the son of Qi Rongtian's seventh concubine, Qi Yun.

So far, Qi Jin has understood everything.

Why did Qi Rongtian, who has been ignoring their mother and child, suddenly change his attitude, praise him a lot, and even send him to the Changqing School to learn from a teacher? Mothers can have the illusion that mothers are more expensive than children!

All, all for his eldest son Qi Lin!

These lowly bastards were kept in the dark and sent to various immortal sects to learn arts, and the day they returned from their studies was the time when they would perish in Huangquan and become Qi Lin's bond slaves and weapons!

"Qi Rongtian!"

Qi Jin's hands clenched into fists trembled violently, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were reddened, and he roared like a dying dog.

"Why on earth did you marry my mother?! Did you know from the beginning that she was different from ordinary women! Didn't you... plan everything from the beginning!"

"Jin'er, I'm very relieved to be a father," Qi Rongtian looked at Qi Jin with a smile, "You child, you've been a stick since you were young, dead wood! On this matter, your brain turns very quickly."

"Jiang Yuewu was born as a singing girl, do you think, if she is not valuable, why should I marry her?"

"Based on her face, she is still capable in bed?! But fortunately, she gave birth to you in this first child, which also saved me a lot of trouble."

"Shut up! Shut up! You don't deserve it! You don't deserve to be my father!" Qi Jin was furious, and he raised his hand to summon Han Ming and was about to chop at Qi Rongtian.

But Qi Lin flashed his figure and stopped in front of him: "My good brother, why don't you fight your seventh brother first?"

Brother Seven is the Qi Yun he summoned.

Qi Jin was about to make a move, but was dragged away by Yin Jiu, and Nan Heng had already rushed forward with Jiaozang in his hand.

Qi Lin's cultivation level is not high, and using forbidden techniques consumes a lot of spiritual power, Nan Heng's fight is quite easy. After a dozen moves, he was beaten to the ground, spitting blood, and had to be released from the contract.

Qi Jin was restrained by Yin Jiu, still struggling angrily: "Master, let me go! I'm going to kill him! He killed my mother!"

"Mother must have known about their conspiracy, so they used the forbidden technique and turned into a madman! This time I came back, they were afraid that things would be revealed, so they killed people to silence them!"

"Qi Jin! Calm down!" Yin Jiu sternly said, "Your mother has already gone, and you still want to make some troubles, so that she can't live in the ground?!"

"I..." Qi Jin froze suddenly, and the hotness and anger in his mind gradually subsided.

Yes, what's the use of killing Qi Lin now?His mother and the child in her womb will never come back.

Qi Jin wiped away his tears fiercely, glaring angrily at Qi Lin who was knocked to the ground by Nan Heng, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Although he is not a disciple of the Soul Sacrifice Sect, Qi Rongtian is from the Soul Sacrifice Sect."

Xiao Tingxun walked over and said to Qi Jin: "How about this, I will send a voice transmission to the head of the Soul Sacrifice Sect, and let him send it to handle the Qi family's affairs."

"What will he do?" Qi Jin asked almost in a daze.

"Although Qi Rongtian is no longer a member of the Soul Sacrifice Sect, if he instigates his son to practice sorcery, Qi Lin's spiritual core and cultivation may not be preserved. As for whether Qi Rongtian lives or dies, it depends on Pan Fengchang's will."

"Okay, okay!" Qi Jin held Han Ming's hand trembling uncontrollably, his voice was hoarse but firm, "No matter what Sect Leader Pan decides, I have no objection."

"Thank you, Elder Yuqing, and thanks to Junior Brother Nan for helping me." He sniffed vigorously, then looked at Yin Jiu and Su Ye, "Also, thank you Master and Senior Brother for helping me, thank you all!"

If it weren't for them, he might not be able to beat Qi Rongtian and Qi Lin by himself.

Although his cultivation base is not low, but his brain is stupid, and it is difficult for him to see through any schemes and schemes of these people.

"It's okay, we're all brothers from the same sect, why are you so polite." Nan Heng patted him on the shoulder, glanced at Jiang Yuewu's body over there, "Then next..."

The boy bit his lip, but he didn't intend to put his mother's body first.

He quickly pulled out a short knife from his waist, pulled it out of its sheath, and stabbed it directly into his heart!