Chapter 8
Yin Ling'er stared ahead, indifferent.

She enjoys this feeling of superiority, controlling the life and death of others.

There is no need to act on your own, as long as you give an order, the person who is sentenced to death by yourself will instantly become a cold corpse.

"Ling Chen, it will be your turn soon! In endless pain, die in despair!"

……

Ling Chen hadn't walked a few steps in the cemetery before, but he used the Heavenly Spirit Ghost Step. His servant Ling Ping chased after him, but naturally he was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, he was standing in front of an extremely dilapidated courtyard in the Ling Mansion, where weeds were overgrown as far as he could see.

In the stone arch in front of him, Ling Chen even sensed an invisible force.

This is when Ling Xin'an found someone to seal the thing back then, and then completely sealed the courtyard, preventing anyone from entering.

The left hand stretches forward, and at the same time, above the eyebrows, the third eye of the blood moon god opens, and has insight into the location of the eyes.

"But it's just a small formation, let me break it." As he said, a force was launched from his palm, and the force in front of him was instantly shattered.

With a movement of his body, the Heavenly Spirit Ghost Step was performed again, and in the next breath, he was already standing on top of an ancient well, looking down.

After sensing for a while, he jumped directly.

Inside the ancient well, it was even darker, without any light.

However, under the eyes of the Blood Moon God, the darkness did not affect Ling Chen's vision in the slightest.

On the sword finger of his left hand, there was still the evil spirit sucked out of Ling Xin'an's body. At this moment, the evil spirit began to struggle, moving extremely violently, trying to rush towards his feet.

"That's it! It turned out to be a sword." Ling Chen saw a black hilt in front of his feet, and when he loosened his sword finger, his evil spirit suddenly shot out, shot into the hilt, and merged with the sword.

"Contains such a strange evil spirit, let me see what is the name of this sword." He bent down, held the hilt tightly with his left hand, and pulled it up violently.

"Zheng!" An unusually crisp sound of sword chant echoed loudly in the well, piercing the eardrums.

The sword is black, but already rusty.

"Break!" Ling Chen shouted in a deep voice, and the hand holding the sword shook violently, a bloody light shot out from the eyes of the Blood Moon God, which contained a Blood Moon God seal, and fell into the sword together.

The sword has a seal, and if you want to get it right, you have to break the seal.

"Zheng!" There was another loud and clear sword chant.

The seal will be broken soon!

Back then, apart from Wu Dao Wushuang, Blood Moon Great Emperor also had alchemy skills, weapon refining skills, and formation skills, all of which were at the pinnacle of existence on the mainland.

Although he is now reborn and his cultivation level cannot be compared to before, breaking this small seal is easy.

Once the seal was broken, three strands of black air flowed out from the sword and flowed towards Ling Chen's hand.

Seeing this, Ling Chen remained indifferent, and with a flick of strength from his hand, he swung the black energy back into the sword.

"This sword is really badly damaged."

"However, you should also think that if this sword is not like this, the old man would not be alive today, and those people he invited would not be able to seal this sword at all."

"Although this evil spirit is weird, it is too little, and it can't strengthen the blood evil formation much."

"This sword, I'll try it again in the future!" After saying this, Ling Chen moved and moved upwards.

……

Ling Ping pushed the wheelchair down the mountain, and in a hurry, at this moment, he and Ling Xin'an finally arrived outside the courtyard that sealed the old well.

"Master, I didn't see the young master. It seems that the young master should have gone in." Ling Ping said to Ling Xin'an.

"Impossible!" Ling Xin'an directly denied: "I asked Master Wuhe, Daoist Tianlin, and Yi Kungao to set up a formation here together. With the large formation they set up, Chen'er couldn't get in at all. "

Even though he said so, but seeing Ling Chen after coming here, Ling Xin'an's heart was already tightly entangled.

"Chen'er is so abnormal tonight, could he really break this formation... No, probably not, Chen'er probably found that he couldn't enter and went to other places."

Ling Xin'an prayed secretly in his heart.

"But don't really..."

"Master, look quickly, the young master is over there!" At this moment, Ling Ping pointed forward with his hand.

Following the direction Ling Ping pointed, under the moonlight, Ling Xin'an saw a figure, it was indeed his grandson Ling Chen.

At this time, he was standing on the old well, and his left hand was holding a sword-like object.

"It's that thing!"

Ling Xin'an's old face changed drastically, his eyes widened incomparably wide, as if he had seen a ghost, he yelled at that party:

"Chen'er! Throw away the things in your hands, quickly throw them back into the well! Quickly!"

The most worrying thing still happened.

As long as this ghost thing gets on it, it can't be shaken off at all.

At that time, Ling Xin'an also asked those so-called masters to seal the sword before taking it away, but after trying many times, no matter how far the sword was taken, it still appeared in Ling's house the next day.

Until one time, some experts were invited to increase the joint sealing power of those experts, and this ghost thing flew into the old well by itself, and it never reappeared.

But now, Chen'er actually took it out of the well.

Ling Chen walked down the old well, walked towards Ling Xin'an, looked at the terrified old man, and said to him: "It's okay, don't be so panic, I'm not you, this useless sword can't hurt me.

Slaughtering those scumbags of Tianba Shenmen tonight can be used. "

"Slaughter Tianba Shenmen! Chen'er, you can't talk nonsense." Ling Xin was frightened.

"Yes, young master, if other people hear such words...the consequences..." Ding Lingping was also taken aback.

In the entire state of Chu, no one would dare to say such a thing.

"Are you afraid of being heard by others?" Ling Chen sneered and asked them back: "They are going to kill us, if we don't kill these scumbags, why don't we just catch them and wait for them to kill us?"

"This……"

"Chen'er, tell grandpa, what happened between you and that little girl of the Yin family?
Grandpa will see if there is any room for relaxation.Just now, Grandpa has already sent Ling Tong to the Yin family. As long as the little girl of the Yin family is willing to let us go, our Ling family will give her all the property.

Also, this ghost thing in your hand is indeed very evil. The reason why Grandpa's health is so poor is all because of this thing, you should throw it back quickly. "

"Give her all the property of my Ling family? Ask that bastard to make ends meet? Old man, this property of the Ling family is the work of your whole life, are you willing?" Ling Chen asked Ling Xin'an again.

"Hey!" Hearing Ling Chen's words, Ling Xin'an sighed deeply:
"So what if you are not reconciled, things have developed to such an extent, this is the only way to go.

As long as you are safe and sound, let alone these family properties, even if you want grandpa's old life, grandpa is willing. "

Ling Chen knew that the old man was telling the truth.

If Yin Ling'er asks, the old man will let himself go if he is willing to commit suicide. This old fool will really do that.

It's really stupid to the extreme, and sometimes, it's so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)

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