My Attributes Cultivation Life

Lin Hong sighed softly.

"Qi Xiao... Hai Long... Dad will help you vent your anger! It's just this matter, you must have a degree. You are already so old, and you should understand that some things can't be messed up by your willfulness.. .."

"I'm self-willed!?" Lin Qixiao couldn't believe that such words came from his father's mouth.

"My hand is broken, my leg is broken, and no one else has anything to do! This calls me self-willed!?" She recalled the night her mother died for a while.

At that time my father was like that too. Just find the rest of the dead ghosts to calm down.

Let her endure and let her understand.

And now, she has endured for so many years.

No one is born with such a temper, and no one is born to like to cause trouble everywhere.

But no matter how she vented and tried, over the years, the depression and panic in her heart continued to grow stronger.

Now...

Now finally...

"Father...you...are you going to give up on me like you gave up your mother...?"

Lin Hong sighed softly.

"Qi Xiao, do you know what the final result will be if you take revenge on your father's behalf?

In the end, Hailong is still there after changing a few people, but the Lin family may become history completely.

Moreover, even if you want to do it for your father, do you think the other branches of the Lin family will sit and watch me do it? Sit and watch me provoke an enemy to everyone? "

Lin Qixiao was lying on the wooden bed, what she had been worried about for a long time finally happened.

"Father..." Her voice trembled slightly. For a time, the emotions in my heart were like a tidal wave. Two lines of tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hong finally softened his heart.

"Don't worry, Hailong has to give us an explanation for doing this. Besides, you can find someone else to vent your grievances, except for Hailong.

Don't worry, as long as there are not a few families, the other parents will handle it for you. "

Lin Qixiao closed her eyes.

This sentence again.... this sentence again! !

Silence for a moment.

Lin Qixiao gritted her teeth and spat out several names.

"The first one doesn't work, the rest... OK." Lin Hong was silent for a while and replied.

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Outside Tanyang City, there is a manor underground.

Underground like a tomb, spacious spaces are built, similar to cellars for storing goods.

But these cellars do not store food goods, but people.

At this time, at the entrance of the underground space.

Two strong men dressed in brocade clothes, like landlords and gentry, slowly walked down the stone steps at the entrance.

"Then what happened to the Tan Yang Lin family?"

One of them had a Chinese character face, flamboyant facial features, and a yellowish complexion. He was a man with disheveled hair who had just come out of the Prison Department's dungeon before.

"We just fought each other and want us to compensate? Hey, I think they have been kings in this small place for a long time. I don't know what is so powerful!"

On the other side, the strong man is Asong with dark skin.

He was also a member of the Sea Dragon Organization who rode away together that night.

He shook his head and said, "The news from the prefecture's office is that Lin Qixiao of the Lin family, the one who fought with us that night, had his limbs abolished, and his way of martial arts was completely cut off in the future."

"Abandoned? What does it have to do with us? His Lin family didn't put this dung pot on our heads, right?" The man with drab hair frowned.

"It's possible. According to what Lin Qixiao said, the person who abolished her had the word "sea" on his face mask. Combined with the fact that we just fought her, it must be ours." Asong calmly said.

"Hey... Interesting, we are being used as gunmen? Black pot, this is. It's really interesting, there are still people who dare to frame the blame on our Hailong these days."

"The current situation is that the affairs of the Lin family have aroused considerable dissatisfaction with the local forces outside. It may affect our tribute here." Asong said lightly.

"Well, that's right. After all, we also promised before that those who were on the list would not move. The Lin family is also one of them.

But the problem now is that we are framed! Maybe the Lin family caused it by himself, and he has to detain us and make up for it! Are we really screwed? "A man with hair on fire avenue.

"Then respond directly and truthfully?" Asong asked.

The two of them are responsible for the tribute affairs of the entire Tan Yang, so it is up to them to decide this matter.

"Truthfully, we also need these local natives." The man with the hair-haired man walked down the stone steps and passed by the gates of each cell to check carefully.

"The key is to find the guy who dares to frame us."

"How to find it?"

"Of course those wastes on the official face will not work. If you want to find them, you have to go to the gray face." Asong calmly said.

"Gray face? You mean the Black Ten Sect?"

"Well, the Black Ten Sect is the leader of Tanyang Road, occupying more than 40% of the casinos, brothels, and Lelou. It is said that it is also involved in the induction door." Asong explained.

"Just those golden-haired, red-haired white people who believe in messy gods?"

"It's them. If you want to find people, in Tanyang, no one is more professional than them. Even if you can't find people on the official side, you will find them."

"Okay, what should we do then?"

"I'll just do it. The Black Ten Sect has always wanted to pull the line from our side and above. Give them a chance this time, and they will lean up on their own." Asong said.

"Also, I heard that Tan Yang has a guy who specializes in selling intelligence. What's his name? Dog King?"

"The Red Dog King."

"Then both sides will investigate together."

"it is good."

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Outside Tanyang City, Huaiming Town.

Zhang Rongfang led a group of more than a dozen members of the Nine Teams, walked across the deserted street, carefully bypassed a few lumps of cow dung on the ground, and came to a courtyard with three small buildings.

Faded festive couplets are hung on the courtyard door. Various graffiti was written on the door with a lot of charcoal.

Zhang Rongfang motioned to Chen Hansheng, who was beside him, to knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

There was a faint echo of emptiness inside the door.

No one answered.

Hiss.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly moved his ears slightly and took the lead in drawing his knife.

The rest of the people also slowly drew their knives.

Zhang Rongfang made a gesture, and the players behind him immediately dispersed, surrounding him.

Bang! !

In an instant, he rushed forward, his shoulders slammed against the door through the leather armor.

The door panels were violently smashed apart, and the two inside roared and rushed out with knives.

The two machetes, also with silver reflections, slashed at Zhang Rongfang's head and shoulders.

Clang twice.

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and swept across, and now he can use the power and speed of the third rank.

To deal with these two ordinary strong men who have no rank, it is no effort at all.

When the blades collided, the wrists of the two suffered severe pain, and the blades fell to the ground.

"Take it!"

The two team members stepped forward and decisively held them down, pinning them to the ground so that they could not move.

The rest rushed into the courtyard.

A group of people rushed out of the yard, all wearing black bunts and holding sticks and guns.

Immediately, the people on both sides huddled together and formed a melee.

A strong, curly-haired man with a golden beard rushed out with a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, wearing a full set of gray leather armor.

Zhang Rongfang took the lead to meet him.

The two of them slashed at each other, and with a single blow, the waist knife in Zhang Rongfang's hand actually cracked and a gap appeared.

He was startled, avoiding the opponent's round shield smashing, and fully unfolding the smoky walking technique.

The speed and strength of a strong man is about rank 3.

After playing a dozen tricks with Zhang Rongfang, he found that his men were being quickly emptied.

Immediately he was in a hurry. Knife and Shield began to ignore the defense and attacked frantically.

Under such a violent attack, Zhang Rongfang avoided the blade just right every time.

Gradually, the many skills of the Spirit Snake Body Technique that I had learned over the years came to my mind.

Accumulated in this fierce battle, it quickly turned into inspiration.

Unconsciously, a new skill slowly appeared in Zhang Rongfang's attribute column: Spirit Snake Body Technique (Beginner).

If he felt anything, all the movement and footwork in his mind instantly merged into one, forming a vague overall field.

At this moment, a little light flashed in my mind.

Zhang Rongfang took three steps in a row, turned sharply three times, and slashed the blade.

scoff!

The blade slid across the strong man's neck.

A smear of blood flew up.

The strong man staggered forward, clutching his throat, unable to rest his eyes.

Chong.

Zhang Rongfang put the knife into the sheath, his face calm.

Once upon a time, the third grade still needed him to look up.

And now, it's just dead wood under the knife.

At this time, the rest of the players have basically cleared the field. Except for the leader, none of them can fight.

The crowd began to unscrupulously search these three small buildings.

Soon, Zhang Rongfang came up with several booklets, a secret manual, and some silver coins and treasures.

He didn't read any other booklets, but picked up the secret book.

"Tarahan Sword and Shield".

The text inside is a bit obscure, and some foreign languages ​​are mixed in, so Zhang Rongfang can't understand it either.

It's just... This sword and shield technique seems to be a third-grade martial art that can break through the limit of three times~www.readwn.com~third-grade, which is quite rare.

He carefully put away the secret book, took half of the money, and then signaled everyone to divide the rest.

Now that the Lin family and Hailong are in conflict, the truth will definitely not be hidden for long.

Even if the Lin family decided that it was Hailong who started the attack. Hailong will never tolerate himself being framed.

They will definitely do something.

Therefore, he must be prepared to prevent danger at any time.

Although Zhang Rongfang does not think that anyone can find him.

"Captain, this person... doesn't seem to belong to Hailong..." At this time, Liu Han approached and reminded in a low voice.

Zhang Rong did not change his color.

"Whether he is or not, it says yes, he is." He picked up a pamphlet, which was full of accounts of good-sounding women who bought and sold.

Whether these people are sea dragons or not, they all deserve to die.

"Withdraw!"

After finishing everything, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and signaled to evacuate.

A group of nine team members were about to leave, carrying large and small bags.

Suddenly, a large group of people came rushing outside the door.

This group of people are all white with pale skin.

Some of them have big beards, some wear white headscarves, and some hold two machetes.

There was a huge crowd, at least fifty or sixty people, all wearing black shorts.

This kind of clothes was originally worn when the dead, but at this time, they were wearing them as normal clothes.

"You, kill Allabi, who believes in the Tenth Karma! In this territory of our Black Ten, you killed our dearest brothers and sisters!"

A white-haired old man wearing a black robe and holding a dragon-headed cane walked through the crowd step by step, walked to the front, and stared at Zhang Rongfang.