Chapter 57 The Ancestor of the Qiao Family

Adjusting his lost mood, Qiao Yun sat cross-legged in the mountains and forests. He tried his best to adjust his strength to a prosperous state, because he was very clear that the palace may have set up a lot of ambush, mostly nine deaths.

At night, Qiao Yun walked through the secluded box and walked a long way before he came to the gate of Zhennan Wangfu.

Looking at this familiar mansion, Qiao Yun couldn't help but think of the previous scene. In just a few days, the Zhennan Palace fell like this.

The two stone lions originally standing in front of the door have been stained with red blood, and the head of the stone lion on the left fell on the ground. The slightly open vermilion door showed dense cracks. As long as you touch it, it will turn into a pile of powder, and the plaque hanging on the beam is broken into two halves and lying calmly. On the ground.

When looking at this scene, Qiao Yun's heart was like a knife, and his fists were clenched. His slender nails had been deeply immersed in the skin and flesh, and blood flowed out, and the pain on the flesh was far less than the trauma in his heart.

"All, all the grievances, I will let them repay them twice. Father, Yun'er must have brought the head of Wang Tian's old dog to the grave to worship you. His eyes were red and shot out a fierce light, as if he were piercing everything. The cold words were terrible and murderous, and Qiao Yun's words were difficult.

With heavy steps, Qiao Yun walked step by step into the dilapidated Zhennan Mansion.

After entering the mansion, the ground was covered with blood, and there were no bodies in the yard, which had obviously been disposed of.

After Qiao Yun walked into the hall, when he saw a scene on the ground, he suddenly shocked Qiao Yun and saw four bloody characters written on the ground; the ancestor of the Qiao family, the strokes were vigorous, and each stroke was faintly dented. Judging from the font, it seemed to be written with his fingers.

The blood of the big characters has dried up, and a lot of footprints have been left on the bloody big characters. Obviously, these four big characters have been around for several days.

"The ancestor of the Qiao family, the ancestor of the Qiao family... Who the hell left this? Is it left by my father before he died? What on earth does this mean? When he saw the four big words 'the ancestor of the Qiao family', Qiao Yun was even more puzzled.

" boss, let's go somewhere else first." The black man looked around and hurriedly said.

Entering his father's bedroom, a familiar scene in the bedroom reminded Qiao Yun of his father with a charitable face in the past. The pot of laurel tree placed on the window was also broken from the end of the tree. This pot of laurel is for his father's lovesickness, but there is no memory of his mother in Qiao Yun's memory. This laurel tree is also the only token.

Qiao Yun has lost his mother since he was a child. He has no maternal love, and only his father is his only relative.

Next, Qiao Yun came to Sun Nan's room and thought of Grandpa Sun, who treated him like his own grandson, and the face of the kind old man appeared on his head...

But now that things are wrong, Grandpa Sun also died tragically because of himself.

Qiao Yun left the room sadly and visited the mansion for a week. There was no complete place for the rags.

He walked to the Qiao family's clan, and a row of candles in the clan lay on the ground, and the spiritual position of the Qiao family's ancestors placed on the sect was very messy.

Seeing the scene of the mansion, Qiao Yun only felt that he seemed to be a sinner through the ages. He knelt on the ground guiltily, kowtowed three times heavily, and a red envelope appeared faintly on his forehead.

The black roach on one side was also hurt. When he saw Qiao Yun's painful look, he did not bother the boss, because at this time, Qiao Yun needed to be quiet and receive the facts in front of him.

It's a difficult step. For Qiao Yun, every step seems to weigh tens of millions of pounds.

Walking next to a spiritual position, Qiao Yun lowered his head to the dusty spiritual position, and it was written on the spiritual position; Qiao Xuan, the 18th member of the Qiao family.

Qiao Yun bent down, picked up the spiritual position, wiped the dust off the spiritual position with his sleeve robe, and then took the spiritual position to the sect and placed the spiritual position neatly.

Next, Qiao Yun wiped the spiritual positions of all the ancestors of the Qiao family and placed them neatly on the sect, and then put a row of candles neatly.

After lighting the candle, Qiao Yun knelt on the futon, with dark eyes, looked at the rows of spirits with tears in her eyes, kowtowed heavily, and said bitterly, "Qiao Yun, an unfilial grandson, is ashamed of the ancestors of the Qiao family... I hope that if your ancestors have spirits in heaven, you can bless your unfilial descendants to avenge this deep blood.

" boss, something is wrong. It seems that a lot of people are rushing over. The black ll seemed to notice the abnormal movement and hurriedly passed the voice.

The fists were clenched, and the sad look suddenly became ferocious, and two terrible killings were shot in his tearful eyes. Qiao Yun said for forgiveness; "Kill my father and slaughter 200 people of the prince of the town. I must let them double this account..."

"Big boss, kill it. Let these guys pay for their blood." The black ioach is also indignant.

Qiao Yun suddenly got up, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, shooting out like arrows from the string, floating in the sky a hundred feet high, and his cold eyes fell on hundreds of soldiers. He shouted for forgiveness; "If you want to kill me, Qiao Yun, let's see if you have this ability..."

"Lord Wang has already guessed that you will return to the town, so let's set an ambush here. Qiao Yun, you can't run away. Hurry up and get caught. One of the leading soldiers shouted for forgiveness.

"Set up an ambush? Since I, Qiao Yun, dare to come here, I have the ability to go out. As soon as the words fell, the soles of his feet took two steps in the void, shot down like a streamer, and chopped at the leading soldier with a flaming hand knife. At the same time, Qiao Yun whispered, "Fighting is broken palms."

With the fall of a low shout, the flame-wrapped hand knife split on the Tianling cover of the leading soldier. The Tianling cover broke on the spot, and his brain splashed and died without even screaming.

In just a short time, the leader was killed, which was undoubtedly a serious blow to the soldiers.

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to himself. Qiao Yun did not hesitate at all. The left foot wrapped around the electric snake was on a soldier's shoulder, and the pipa bones were immediately crushed and fell to the ground screaming.

And the black roach is even more bloody and cruel. The two small claws waved a few times, and a living body was divided by the hard 'five horses' by the black mandarin.

In less than a minute, only the disastrous fragments were left on the ground, and there was blood everywhere.

wiped the blood on his face with his hand. Qiao Yun turned his head slightly, then licked it twice like bloodthirsty on his lips, and stared at the front of the yard with cold eyes.