Chapter 62, Disaster East [, Please Collect]

The scene at this time is like an ant trampled under her feet every day, and suddenly turned into an elephant one day. Not only can't she step on it, but she also has to bear the threat of the other party, even **.

She can't accept this result!

"Although Xiaojin is also surnamed Xiao, he is not the son of my Xiao family." The middle-aged man said with no expression, "He is just a hitman trained by our Xiao family. Since he is dead, he naturally has no use value."

With that, the middle-aged man gently stroked a wisp of Xiao's hair, circled his fingers twice, and whispered, "Our Xiao family will not offend a dead person for an existence that can't be offended."

Putting down Xiao's hair, the middle-aged man slowly got up and looked up at the sky: "As for the small courtyard that Sifan gave to Lingxiao Building by himself, we should respect his wishes."

"But... I can't breathe!" Xiao's eyes were red, covering his mouth with Ropa and holding back tears.

She was so aggrieved that she wanted to bring the news to her mother's house overnight, and the family would send someone to vent her anger. Where did you think of such a result in the end?

If she had known earlier, she would not have looked for her mother's family, and maybe she would feel better.

"You should understand what Siebo means." The middle-aged man slowly turned around and looked like a waterway: "Anyway, you can't be wayward! Everything should be based on the great cause of the family!" With that, his face softened and he said softly, "Sifan lost a small courtyard, which is also to appease the Lingxiao Tower, which is beneficial to us."

"If you think it's too bad for Sifan, I'll go back and talk to the old man that I'm buying him a house as compensation." The middle-aged man said lightly, "These are all small things."

"I... understand." Xiao wiped her tears with Ropa and looked up, "But let Lingxiao Tower grow like this?" He is so powerful now. Will it hinder our plan if he is given a few more years?

"I can't answer you about this." The middle-aged man was silent for a long time and whispered, "This... needs an old man to make a decision!"

"Hmm." Xiao nodded with difficulty.

"I'll leave with Xiaojin's body later." The middle-aged man slowly got up and looked at Xiao, who was with pear blossoms and rain. His heart softened and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Our Xiao family will not take any action until we figure out the people behind Lingxiao Tower." After a pause, he whispered, "But I heard that the third young master of the Lu family is not a loser..."

Looking at Shi Shiran's second brother entering the main hall, Xiao's dark phoenix eyes slowly brightened, and a cold light appeared in her black and white eyes.

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In mid-October, Renhuai City ushered in its first snow. The whole county was wrapped in silver and became a vast white world.

At night, it is as dark as ink, with wind and snow.

In a remote alley south of Renhuai City, a tall man carried a unconscious girl on his back. The tall man stretched out his hands in the girl's thick cotton-padded jacket to keep warm. From time to time, he pinched it twice and smiled.

Soon, he passed through the alley and turned into a small courtyard. He carried the girl and pushed the door into her bedroom, put the girl flat on the bed, and then couldn't wait to tear off the girl's clothes.

His mouth sounded like a beast. After taking off the girl's clothes, he greedily looked at the girl's white body and quickly took off his clothes.

Just as soon as he took off his coat and was taking off his cotton-padded jacket, there was a slight sound behind him. Before he could react, he felt a cold knife pierce his heart...

With a sneer!

Lingxiao pulled the dark and dull knife out of the man's body with no expression on the floor. Then he took out a white medicine bottle from the pocket of the camouflage suit and sprinkled the powder on the man's body.

He moved the girl's body and covered the quilt for the girl. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, slightly closing his eyes, breathing and spitting, absorbing blood and essence, and began to practice Blood God.

The man's body kept pouring blood and essence. After being breathed into his body, it quickly integrated into his essence. According to the practice method of Blood God Record, his thoughts communicate with Jingyuan, leading Jingyuan to flow on the first little Sunday.

Blood and essence kept pouring into his body, and the essence flowed through the meridians at a constant speed. After the operation of the first small Sunday, Jingyuan rushed into the second small Sunday, and then entered the third small Sunday, the fourth small Sunday, the fifth small Sunday and the sixth small Sunday.

After running for a week on the seventh small Sunday, Jingyuan returned to the sixth small Sunday... The first small Sunday, and finally returned to the sea of air.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and the light flashed in his pupils.

Ling Xiaolou got up and stretched his waist. It took two and a half hours to practice this time. He feels very good, and practicing with blood essence is really a very wonderful thing for him.

The body on the ground has long disappeared, leaving a pool of yellow pus. After carefully cleaning the ground, he added a quilt to the unconscious girl. Then he walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the night.

When he returned to his small courtyard, Lu Lin was practicing tiger-shaped boxing in the brightly lit main hall. Seeing him come back, Lu Lin was obviously relieved. He took a towel and handed it to him. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Is it going well?"

"Hmm." Ling Xiaolou swept the white snow on his body with a towel, wiped his face, threw the towel to Lu Lin, and said, "These guys are not strong. It's not difficult to get rid of them." He paused and said, "Alas... It's the end of the year soon. Time is pressing. I want to speed up..."

"Brother Ling, I think you'd better take a two-day break!" Lu Lin poured a cup of hot tea for Ling Xiaolou and said with a wry smile, "You have killed 16 people in more than a month. Now there is a lot of discussion in the Black Bear Gang that these people must have been destroyed by the Dulong Gang and Zhang Xiaoliuer. People's hearts are unstable."

"I can't control so much!" Ling Xiao said blankly, "These people have no bottom line. If they live one more day, there will be many grievances in the world. Although we are not good people, since we want to continue on the road of the underworld, we must do something.

There is another reason he didn't explain.

He has completed seven of the nine basic days of Blood God Record, and the remaining small Zhoutian has not been completed. As long as he kills these 12 people and absorbs their blood essence, he can break through the obstacles and complete nine basic Sundays.

Then he can carry out the next stage of practice - quenching!

It can be said that killing these villains is related to the improvement of his strength, and he will not let these people go in any case.

"I'm too lazy to care about you, I'm going to bed! I'm going to take a group of guys across the snowy mountains tomorrow. Lu Lin also knew that once Ling Xiaolou had an idea, it was difficult to change it. When he walked to his room, he suddenly stopped and turned around to remind him, " By the way, the black bear sent a message that the owner of the Bailian religion came to him again today. Brother Ling, you can go and have a look tomorrow."

"Well, be careful when you go to the snowy mountains tomorrow..." After telling Lu Lin a few words, he returned to his room.

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