192, revenge

The umbrella is the size of a lotus cover and the color is as green as a lotus leaf. The halo brought by the parachute will double the surface of the umbrella. The umbrella is holding the headless body of Hanjiang. It looks like a lonely ghost wandering in the cemetery.

The master of the Nanmo Branch of the Xuanqi Temple, who controlled this area, dared not approach the umbrella within three feet, because the dark umbrella bone once easily shot through the head of a golden saint and flew back in the interception of the crowd. No one dares to risk the spontaneous attack of the ridiculously strong parachute-shaped Xuanbing to see if Hanjiang can be saved.

Ye Guyun also came, and he also couldn't get close to the umbrella. He didn't believe that Hanjiang was dead. "Ajiang, I'm Ayun. I brought the elixir. Shall I give it to you?" He kept shouting like this, and his voice was hoarse and bleeding.

Han Jing came and saw with her own eyes that Hanjiang seemed to be hit by a Thunderbolt. Her whole body was dumbfounded, her throat was blocked to death, and she couldn't make any sound, making her face blue.

"Jing!" Yang Feng shouted anxiously.

Mu Qingbai also said, "By the way, I'm sorry."

I didn't hear the words of the two at all. Han Jing stared at Hanjiang in a daze until Ye Guyun's bloody roar woke her up. Ajiang!" She cried and rushed to the umbrella, so fast that Yang Feng didn't have time to stop it.

It was the soul of Hanjiang that woke up, or was suppressed by the ice soul sword. The umbrella-shaped Xuanbing did not attack Han Jing and let her jump under the umbrella to pick up Hanjiang's body. She stuffed the elixir into Hanjiang's mouth but couldn't get it in.

"Jing, he can't take the elixir. Calm down." Yang Feng was worried that Han Jing would breed evil spirits and wanted to take over Hanjiang from her hand, but he was forced away by her cold sword.

As a last resort, Yang Feng could only turn to Ye Guyun, who stood still: "A Yun, please persuade A Jing that she will go crazy like this."

Slowly turning his eyes, Ye Guyun's eyes moved from Hanjiang to Han Jing. Jing, don't do this!" He took away Hanjiang's body.

Han Jing did not resist and watched him put Hanjiang's body into the ice coffin prepared by Yang Feng with tears.

"Let me send his body back for you." Mu Qingbai came over and said, as well, Han Jing's palms up and down, and a loud slap slapped his face crisply, which almost cracked half of his face. She didn't understand his hatred and kicked him out with one more heart.

Yang Feng looked at Mu Qingbai with gloating. It was not until the violent Han Jing pulled out the ice soul sword again that he came forward to hold her and said, "This boy is a little stupid. Don't be like him."

Mu Qingbai was stunned. At this time, he recovered. Even his parents were not willing to flick his finger. At this time, he was not only painful but also couldn't hang on his face. He roared, "Why do you hit people!"

Being pulled by Yang Feng, Han Jing pointed to Mu Qingbai and scolded angrily, and roared, "Who dares to say that A Jiang is dead? Auntie killed him!"

Looking into the ice coffin, Hanjiang's body was rotten with black maggots, "In this way, if it is not a dead person, it will be an anecdote in the world." Mu Qingbai muttered. He originally wanted to roar loudly, but when he saw Han Jing's almost crazy expression, he had no confidence to raise the volume.

Except for Ye Guyun, the people present, including Yang Feng, felt that Han Jing was mentally abnormal. No one debated with her whether Hanjiang was a dead man, so as not to be beaten like Mu Qingbai.

Of course, in order to avoid becoming Han Jing's vent, the investigation of Han Jiang's murder was quickly sent to Han Jing, which was actually related to Aunt Hu, who became her stepmother. It can't be confirmed whether Aunt Hu was involved or not, but it can be confirmed that Hu's niece Hu Yilian was instructed to do it.

Hu Yilian actually wanted to harm Han Jing's eldest brother Han Wenze, so she sent a letter to Hanjiazhuang to get him. However, Han Wence accompanied his wife into the mountain and did not return. The letter was seen by Han Jiang, who became the housekeeper of the Han family's inner courtyard, and thought it was an opportunity for her son to take the letter home.

According to Hanjiang's mother's idea, Hanjiang's friendship with Han Jing is deep enough that he can definitely pick up Han Jing in person, which is equivalent to a free opportunity to make contributions.

Hanjiang naturally went on the road without saying a word. He didn't go on his way alone. He also specially went to the guard leader Han Jin to ask for 20 masters. As a result, he hit his head into the ambush circle set by Hu Yilian. Twenty1 people died in battle, and his only soul was protected by the umbrella-shaped Xuanbing.

Seeing the report, Han Jing's surface was calm and waveless, but it made the people around her feel cold and pressure. That pressure was only ready to end, but it made everyone feel like a stormy wave.

"Hu Yilian's bitch can casually mobilize the master of killing 11 people in Hanjiazhuang. Her energy is really not small! Well, her father-in-law is the deacon of the Temple of War, and her husband is from the Xuan Temple. So, is this the intervention of the Temple of War or the Xuan Temple? Han Jing asked slowly and rationally.

This means that you don't hesitate to fight with the Temple of War or the Xuan Temple! Yang Feng has a headache.

Jiaosen, who is in charge of intelligence, also has the same concerns as Yang Feng and replied, "There is no clue!"

"Don't try to deceive me. You can't afford the consequences." Han Jing forced Qiao Sen and said slowly, "On the one hand, let the Temple of War give an answer. If there is no credible answer, Hu Yilian's mother-in-law will be eradicated. Check again whether Liu Peiyuan, the husband of this bitch, has taken the Xuan Temple away. No matter who it is, no one is allowed to let it go!"

The price of growing up, Han Jiang's death made Han Jing painful, and she quickly changed from a silkworm to a butterfly. The beauty is exquisite with a wild and flamboyant face, emitting a compelling prestige, and the eyes are as sharp as a knife.

Like Han Jing, Ye Guyun, who was stimulated too deeply by the death of Hanjiang, swept away the usual silence and indifference, exuding a tyrannical murderous atmosphere. He was simply a humanoid murderer. He followed Qiao Sen to the Nanmo Branch Hall of the Temple of War. Before Qiao Sen could explain his intention, he only asked, "Is there anyone from the same clan as Liu Peiyuan in the Xuan Temple?"

Hu Yilian's brother-in-law Liu Peimin didn't know what was going on and replied, "I am."

Without saying a word, Ye Guyun took action directly, and the blood knife waved a red knife light. Before Liu Peimin could react with the people next to him, the unlucky Liu Peimin's head was separated from his neck, and the blood spring on his neck sprayed the face of the deacon on duty of the Temple of War.

"What does this mean!" The deacon of the Temple of War roared.

The master of the Temple of War quickly rushed over and surrounded Ye Guyun and Qiao Sen.

Jorson cried bitterly, but at this time he could only roar, "I also want to ask what your Temple of War means!"

To be honest, Hu Yilian's harm to the people of Hanjiang and other Hanjiazhuang is not the turn of the people of Xuanqi Temple to take revenge. Even if Han Jing is the eldest daughter of Hanjiazhuang, this matter should be solved by Hanjiazhuang.

Before he came, Joson was still thinking about what excuse it would be reasonable. As a result, Ye Guyun came and directly cut people down. It's useless to make any excuses. He can only use his power to suppress people, so he roared loudly!

"You still have reason to kill people for no reason, Jonathan, your Xuanqi Temple is really bullying!" The deacon of the Temple of War was so angry that his nose was almost crooked.

The senior officials of the branch hall of the Temple of War arrived one after another. No one could swallow this anger of being slapped in the face. They asked Jason to hand over Ye Guyun.

You can't hand over Ye Guyun even if you hand over yourself. Qiaosen naturally refused.

The owner of the Temple of War ordered the capture of Joson and others, and a scuffle began in the Nammo Hall of the Temple of War.

At their home court, Joson and others were basically beaten. If it hadn't been for the Temple of War, they would have been dismembered by the sword.

For good, Qiaosen had been prepared for a long time. He carried a directional transmission array with him. When he was forced to the corner, he played a thunderbol. The thunderbol exploded and forced the besieged master of the battle temple. Taking advantage of the dazzling thunder that filled the hall, he grabbed Ye Guyun, who refused to retreat, and fled back to the Xuanqi Temple with the transmission array charm, with his hand. I can't take care of it.

If something happens to Hanjiang, Han Jing is going to go crazy. If something happens to Ye Guyun, Qiao Sen can't imagine what will happen to Han Jing.

As soon as he fled back and told Yang Feng what had happened, the people of the Temple of War came to the door.

The war temple was reasonable this time, so the master of the temple invited the people of the other four temples to testify when he questioned the crime.

Pressing the jumping temple, Yang Feng came forward to receive him in person. When the head of the temple of war finished talking about the story, he acquiesced in the accusations against the Xuanqi Temple.

The owner of the temple of war strongly asked Yang Feng to hand over the murderer. Han Jing raised his hand, and the ice soul sword pointed to the master who was stronger than her and sneered: "On three days, blood washed the Liu family. The temple of war dares to intervene and kill one by one, two to kill one pair."

Under the power of the ice soul sword, the strength of the branch master of the Temple of War is not weak, and he is even afraid. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? There must be a reason!"

"Let the Liu family tell you the reason." Han Jing said coldly.

No one else said anything, but Bai Yi had something to say.

The Xuan Temple was invited to witness by Bai Yi and others, and he was dumbfounded at the sight of Han Jing. When the cold family saw her true face, he regretted resigning from the marriage. Now she is more beautiful than then, and he can also see that the quality of the ice soul sword is extraordinary, and he regrets that he has picked up the dross.

At this time, in order to attract Han Jing's attention, Bai Yi said affectionately, "What a coincidence. I met you in the imperial capital."

He stood three steps in front of Bai Yi, and his eyes passed his face. Han Jing fell on Ge Feifei's face with green eyes next to him and mocked: "The Lord is seven kills, and the peach blossoms are evil. Han Jing is determined to embrace the beautiful world. The waste material of the Bai family is careless and stupid, and it is insignificant. Didn't you understand what my sister said at that time? Unexpectedly, the garbage came out and made it look embarrassing. Do you Ge family just don't listen to you? It's really worth it for you. Even a dog is not familiar, which makes people have to feel sad for you.