"I won't behave atrociously."
Qin Dynasty also lightly said, "I only kill people."
"Brat, don't force me to kill you."
Seeing that this kid didn't know how to appreciate favors, Long San couldn't help but become a bit angry, "We have a rule that we can't easily attack ordinary people. You're forcing me. "
"You old man, you don't even have sexual ability, yet you still have the ability to kill people?"
Qin Dynasty couldn't help but mock.
"Die!"
Long San suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand and flicked a golden light at Qin Dynasty.
The golden light hit a tea table next to Qin Dynasty, and the tea table immediately exploded into pieces.
"Do you see that? This is my power. If you don't know how to appreciate favors, you'll end up like this tea table. "
Long San said inwardly, 'I guess I can scare that kid with this move.'
If it weren't for the sect's rule that cultivators can't easily attack ordinary people, I would have already dealt with this brat who doesn't know what's good for him. He wouldn't need to waste so much time and effort.
"Oh, amazing! You're a magician, aren't you?"
Qin Dynasty clicked his tongue and praised, "What kind of mechanism is on this tea table? It's a pity that you didn't perform such a beautiful trick at the Spring Festival Gala. "
"You idiot! My Uncle Long is a great expert, yet he can't even see this. No wonder you're a dead man!"
With Long San here, Tang Sect was particularly arrogant and shouted at Qin Dynasty.
"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know who's in charge here!"
Long San was almost unable to suppress his anger after hearing Qin Dynasty's words. He decided to teach Qin Dynasty a lesson. Therefore, he aimed at Qin Dynasty's arm and flicked a golden light.
This golden light entangled with Long San's Essence Qi, and it was like a bomb that would explode anything it touched.
This time, he wanted to blow up that kid's arm. Let's see how he can still talk nonsense!
Who knew that Qin Dynasty, who was holding Li Na with one arm, casually waved his other hand and sent the golden light flying.
The golden light hit the wall on the side and blew off a large piece of the wall.
"Aiya, what is this thing? It's scary."
The Qin dynasty said after slapping the golden light away.
Long San's eyes widened.
His Wishful Golden Light had been slapped away just like that?
Where did that kid come from?
Could it be that he was also a cultivator?
But why can't I feel any fluctuation of Yuan Qi from his body?
Actually, it was because this guy's God Power Stage cultivation was too weak. Only experts above the Golden Body Stage could feel the existence of power from the Qin dynasty who cultivated Primal Chaos Qi.
Moreover, if the Qin dynasty didn't exert its full strength, no one would know what its real strength was.
"Take another one!"
Long San flicked out another golden light tentatively. This time, it hit the chest of the Qin dynasty.
"Pa!"
The Qin dynasty swatted the golden light away like swatting a fly.
"Impossible! Who the hell are you! "
"I'm her husband."
Qin Dynasty looked at Li Na who was sleeping soundly in his arms and said, "But, you guys have indeed provoked someone you shouldn't have …"
"Uncle Long, can you do it or not?!"
Tang Zong couldn't help but feel anxious seeing that his family's top expert couldn't even deal with the other party.
"Young Master, don't worry. I was just testing you just now."
Long San said inwardly, 'It seems like I have to show my true ability.'
He waved his hands and an antique zither suddenly floated in front of him.
"This is the Seven Heavens Life Extinguishing Zither, a peerless magic tool created by my sect. If an ordinary person hears this zither and doesn't have our sect's Yuan Qi to recuperate, they will fall seriously ill within seven days and die suddenly after that! Brat, you're dead this time. "
"This zither is weird. Bloke Qin, quickly send your little lover to me!"
Luo De's warning voice sounded.
Without hesitation, Qin Dynasty immediately took out the Yin-Yang Bell.
The Yin-Yang Bell grew in the wind and instantly turned into a black bell. It sucked Li Na who was in Qin dynasty's arms over and covered her.
With the protection of the Yin-Yang Bell, it could block all musical attacks.
"Magic tool!"
Seeing the appearance of the black bell, Long San's complexion finally changed.
"Brat, it turns out that you're a cultivator. You were just pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger just now! "
"Wrong."
Qin Dynasty waved his hand. "First of all, I'm not a pig, and you're not a tiger. At best, you're just someone's watchdog. "
"You're courting death!"
Long San was furious and plucked the zither with both hands.
The intense music reverberated in the villa. Tang Zong was the first to be affected. He covered his ears and knelt on the side with a very painful expression.
The music turned into a golden light and shot toward Qin dynasty like raindrops.
"Just a small trick."
Qin Dynasty stood there and let the golden light baptize his body.
But he stood there like a Vajra Arhat, and the golden light couldn't hurt him at all.
As for the ground around him, it had been blasted into craters.
"How, how could this be? Why didn't my Death Killing Zither have any effect? "
"Think about it in the Yellow Springs."
Qin Dynasty sneered and directly threw out a Silver Lotus Chop, which easily pierced Long San's body.
"Puff!"
Long San spat out a mouthful of blood. He turned pale with fright. Knowing that his body couldn't be saved, he quickly let his Yin Spirit float out of his body.
"Tell me your name. I will definitely repay this great enmity in the future!"
The Yin Spirit gnashed his teeth and said.
"You won't have the chance."
Three thousand Rakshasa ghosts flew out of Qin dynasty's body and surrounded the Yin Spirit.
"But I can tell you my name. I'm Qin dynasty."
"Qin dynasty … You're Qin dynasty!"
The Yin Spirit didn't know if he was scared by the Rakshasa ghosts or the name Qin dynasty. "So it's you … Ah …"
He finally let out a blood-curdling scream as his Yin Spirit was eaten by the Rakshasa ghosts.
Long San's body also fell to the ground with a thud.
Without the invasion of the melody, Tang Zong also quieted down. He curled up in a corner, his head full of cold sweat.
"No, don't kill me … I, I can give you money …"
Seeing that Qin dynasty had killed his Uncle Long, Tang Zong was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
"Hehe, I don't need to do anything to you."
Qin dynasty took back the Yin-Yang Bell and hugged Li Na in his arms again. "You've been hit by the melody of the Seven-day Suicide Zither. After seven days, you will die. Remember, it's not me who killed you, it's your Uncle Long. As the saying goes, every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Hehehe … "
He sneered and walked out of the door.
Tang Zong's face was devoid of blood.
'I can only live for seven days?
No, I can't!
I'm still young, rich, powerful, and have a bright future ahead of me!
I don't want to die like this! '
Tang Zong quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
The phone rang for a while before a deep male voice came out.
"Hello?"
"Help me, Dad …"
Tang Zong cried out in a sobbing voice.
"Little Zong? What's wrong with you? "
"Come back quickly, Dad. Someone's going to die … Uncle Long is dead, and your son is about to die …"
"What? Just wait, I'll go back right away! "
Tang Xianhe was originally meeting his lover. The two of them had eaten and taken a bath. Just as they were about to get into character, his phone rang.
He was very upset at first. Who dared to disturb him at such a critical moment?
But when he picked up the phone, he saw that it was his youngest son who called.
Tang Xianhe doted on this disappointing youngest son the most because he felt that this boy was exactly the same as him in the past.
He was the same cynicism and willful. He was also the same lecherous man.
Only by cultivating him well could he become his future successor.
But when he suddenly heard that something had happened to his son, he suddenly became nervous.
In order to ensure his youngest son's safety, he even placed his favorite bodyguard, Long San, beside Tang Zong.
Long San was a member of the Melody School, a cultivation sect.
Tang Xianhe gave the Melody School a large amount of money every year in return for their protection.
But he didn't expect that even Long San would die now!
Who the hell wanted to kill my son?!
Tang Xianhe didn't care about his lover anymore. He put on his clothes, went downstairs, and drove straight back to his villa.
When he arrived at home, he was even more shocked.
Outside, the bodyguards were lying on the ground, all of them unconscious.
"Tang Zong! Where are you?! "
Tang Xianhe was afraid that his son had been kidnapped, so he stood in the atrium and shouted in panic.
"Dad, I'm upstairs …"
His youngest son's weak voice came from the window upstairs.
Tang Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly ran upstairs and entered his youngest son's bedroom.
Seeing Long San lying dead on the ground, Tang Xianhe's heartbeat accelerated.
The person who could kill Long San was definitely not an ordinary person!
Which enemy was it that wanted to harm him?
"Are you all right, Tang Zong?"
Tang Xianhe couldn't help but ask when he saw his youngest son curling up in the corner and shivering.
My son wasn't kidnapped?
Only Long San was killed?
Could it be Long San's enemy?
"Dad … I-I'm going to die …"
Tang Zong's face was pale and his voice was trembling.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You're fine."
Tang Xianhe said after seeing that there were no injuries on his youngest son.
"Dad … I-I was hit by Uncle Long's Seven Day Suicide Zither … I'm dead in seven days …"
"What Seven Day Suicide Zither …"
Tang Xianhe frowned and asked, "Why did Long San attack you?"
"Uncle Long was fighting with someone who wanted to kill me … I was also hit by the zither sound … But Uncle Long is dead now, and no one can help me resolve this spell … Dad, I'm going to die in seven days … I don't want to die …"
"Seven Day Suicide Zither … How could there be such a thing? Your Uncle Long might have used it to scare the enemy."
No one knew who Tang Xianhe was comforting.
But at this time, blood began to flow out of Tang Zong's two nostrils.
"Dad, I-I'm so cold …"
Tang Zong's vision turned black and he directly fainted.
"Tang Zong! Tang Zong! "
Tang Xianhe turned pale with fright. Knowing that the situation was far from good, he quickly picked up his youngest son and drove to a certain place.
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