Chapter 251, little

Captain Mu Yun's father's deep voice sounded in everyone's ears and warmed in their hearts.

In any case, they paid a painful price, which was finally recognized by Captain Mu Yun's parents.

"Uncle, you don't need to say. We understand what you mean, but the current situation is no longer what we want. Guiyun is dead... We must avenge Guiyun!"

He has always been weak, and his temperament shows a cold light in his eyes, waving his fists and making a desperate posture.

The death of Guiyun has dealt a great blow to everyone.

At the same time, it also makes everyone more united and hate the enemy.

"We can't just sit and wait for death. Let them calculate Captain Mu Yun. What must we do..." Gongsun Cai glanced at everyone and said.

"This is a small town. Yang Qingshan killed Guiyun. If we can contact the outside world and report this matter to the execution room of Dadetang, we will definitely kill Yang Qingshan!" Shui Ruoqing's eyes were clear and angry, and he hated Yang Qingshan to the extreme.

"It's useless." Shangguan Qiuwan sighed.

Why is it useless? This is the town! Isn't it illegal for Yang Qingshan to kill people? Can it not be worth your life?" Shui Ruoqing is full of anger.

"Ruoqing, don't blame Shangguan Tutor. What Shangguan Tutor said is the truth. Let's not talk about whether we can pass the news out. Even if there is a way, it may not make Yang Qingshan plead guilty!" Sun Luoxue sighed.

"Why?"

"No, just because he is from the Yang family." Sun Luoxue Road.

"The people of the Yang family..." Shui Ruoqing clenched her pink fist tightly, her silver teeth clenched, and her tears fell down. Originally, she thought she had thought of a good way, but she couldn't get through at all?

She thinks that the world is too strange. Doesn't Tianxuan's law count?

Is it possible to kill without breaking the law if the family is powerful?

"The prince violates the law and commits the same crime as the common people. Such a thing can only appear in the novel, or in the story of the bookmaker. How can you see it in real life?" Gongsun Cai shook his head slightly.

"So what should we do now? Don't you do anything?" Shui Ruoqing's eyes were tearful. She had already been under great pressure, but now Guiyun's death has had a great impact on her heart, and her spirit is on the verge of collapse.

Silent.

The people were silent.

"There will always be a way..." Shangguan Qiu Wan's eyes shrank.

They were detained in the right room of the atrium of the house. I don't know whether Yang Qingshan was very confident or something. They were imprisoned together.

Unconsciously, three days passed like this.

For three days, Yang Qingshan seemed to have disappeared and did not come to trouble them.

Although everyone didn't say anything, everyone knows that Yang Qingshan must be busy calculating Captain Muyun these days.

The fourth day, Yang Qingshan appeared.

Yang Qingshan's swollen cheeks have recovered as before, his skin is white and wet, and he is particularly handsome, but his face is cold, and his eyes are full of coldness and murder, making people feel that he is on the verge of anger.

Behind him, an expressionless middle-aged man stood quietly, but as soon as he appeared, Shangguan Qiuwan and others became ugly.

Middle-aged man is Yang Qingshan's housekeeper and a strong man in the realm of a generation of masters.

Shangguan Qiuwan and Mu Yun's parents were arrested by this middle-aged man.

"Guys, let me tell you a piece of good news. Ben has spread the news that you have been captured. Compared with your captain Muyun, you will soon know whether your efforts are worth it or not?"

Yang Qingshan glanced at the people faintly, and his eyes were fixed on Shangguan Qiuwan.

"Bah! Yang Qingshan, you are dying! One day you will pay for what you have done!" Shui Ruoqing said angrily.

At this time, a crisp slap sounded. I don't know when the middle-aged man standing behind Yang Qingshan moved. Everyone only felt a flower in front of him, and then the slap sounded, and then they saw a clear five-finger blood mark on Shui Ruoqing's right cheek.

Shui Ruoqing's broken cheek skin showed bleeding marks, and her lips were broken by silver teeth, flowing blood.

" Stop it!" Shangguan Qiu Wan protected Shui Ruoqing and glared at Yang Qingshan: "Yang Qingshan, you have gone too much!"

"Exessive?" Yang Qingshan stared at Shangguan Qiuwan with a faint smile and said lightly, "Your mouths are not very clean, and Uncle Tianhuan can't see it either."

"What do you want?"

"Ha ha, I don't want to do anything, but I feel a little bored these days, so I came to see you." After saying that, Yang Qingshan turned his eyes to Mu Yun's parents.

"Old man, your son will come to save you soon. Don't worry, I will take good care of him and let him linger. It's better not to leave and stay with you. Yang Qingshan laughed.

"Youth, you have to forgive others, don't be too much." Mu Yun's father, Mu Ling, looked at Yang Qingshan lightly without any anger.

These days, everyone admires Muling.

Although Muling's cultivation is not high, he is very optimistic and often says something to comfort them, as if they are not prisoners.

"Haha..."

Yang Qingshan laughed loudly, but his smile stopped abruptly: "Old man, I have to say that your mentality is very good, which is really admirable. But can you still maintain this mentality when your son dies in front of you?

"Hmm...Don't talk nonsense! From today on, Ben will come to trouble you every day, especially the two of you who are immortal... Must Mu Yun be extremely angry when he hears the news that his parents have been humiliated and beaten, right? Tut... I wish he could come earlier."

Yang Qingshan's eyes were cold, he took out a wooden stick and looked at Mu Ling and Mu Yun's mother coldly.

"Yang Qingshan, if you have the ability, step over my body!" Shangguan Qiuwan shouted and stood in front of Mu Yun's parents.

"Tut..."

Yang Qingshan's cheeks twisted: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Dare! You are already crazy. What are you afraid of? You are simply a pervert. What does your hands have to do with Mu Yun? Why did you blame all the blame on him?

Shangguan Qiuwan was furious: "On the contrary, it's you! If you don't have the ability to avoid the attack of the blood refining madman, you secretly want to target Mu Yun, but you didn't expect that you were tricked instead. This is all your own. Why do you put all your anger on Mu Yun?

"You don't have the ability to trouble Mu Yun, but you madly put your anger on Mu Yun's parents... How can there be people like you in the world? I, Shangguan Qiuwan, was simply blind. Unexpectedly, I liked you at the beginning and almost became your fiancee..."

Shangguan Qiu Wan's words were sharp and mean. Anyway, she had torn her face, and she had no scruples.

"Uncle Tianhuan!" Yang Qing's eyes were cold.

As soon as Yang Qingshan's voice fell, the middle-aged man behind him moved. He poped out, and Shangguan Qiuwan's tutor flew out directly and fainted.

Middle-aged people moved quickly, as dexterous as apes. In the blink of an eye, they subdued Shui Ruoqing and others and threw them in the corner of the wall without any pity, cold all over, and without a trace of popularity.

"Hmm... There's nothing I want to do that I can't do." Yang Qingshan's eyes showed excitement. He held a stick in his right hand and walked towards Mu Yun's parents step by step, pressing them step by step.

"Two old guys, don't blame Ben Shao for being cruel. If you blame him for your precious son, who let him provoke the existence that can't be provoked and Ben Shao?"

"He deserves to die! If he doesn't show up, your life won't be better!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qingshan raised his right arm, waved his stick, and smashed it heavily.

With a click, Yang Qingshan's face changed slightly.

This crisp sound is not the sound of Mu Yun's father's broken bones, but the sound of the broken stick.

Squeaky...

A rapid cry sounded, and Yang Qingshan looked at the little one lying on Mu Yun's father's shoulder with a gloomy face and was furious.

Yang Qingshan waved half of the stick in his hand, his eyes flashed coldly, and half of the stick fell down like a meteor.

With a crisp click, half of the stick was broken, and he was still chubby and round.

"What is this?" It's just once. I resisted my attack twice in a row, but it seems that nothing happened.