He said it casually with a smile in his voice. It was obviously not threatening.
But it made people feel the pressure of death.
If he said it, then it could be done.
Nie Yi was shocked and followed him out. "Yunshen, you …"
He couldn't finish his words.
Fu Yunshen didn't drive. He took out a dark blue helmet, put it on, and started a motorcycle at the door.
This was a Suzuki GSX-R1000. Its speed was as high as 289 kilometers per hour, faster than an ordinary car.
Especially with the addition of a floating disc, its braking ability was very strong.
Nie Yi couldn't say another word.
With a rumbling sound, the motorcycle had already sped away.
In just a few seconds, he disappeared without a trace.
Nie Yi frowned, took out his cell phone, and made a call.
On the other end of the phone, Captain Four's expression was serious. "Boss?"
Nie Yi's voice sank. "Prepare the car and go to the fifth house immediately."
Nie Yi rarely spoke in such a tone. Captain Four instantly realized that something urgent had happened.
"Boss, I'm going now."
Nie Yi slowly exhaled and pinched the space between his eyebrows.
The capital had really become more and more turbulent in the past two years.
**
The fifth house.
Ancestral home.
West Courtyard.
A few servants' faces were cold. "Go in. Don't let the second master wait."
Ying Zijin raised her head and looked at the courtyard. Her eyelashes drooped.
Then, she followed the servants into the house on the right.
The ancestral home of the fifth house still retained the architecture of the Ming Dynasty, but the things in the house were modern.
There were computers and air conditioning.
"Wait, Mo 'er will be back in a while." Diwu Hui said indifferently, "Don't even think about running away. If you leave, I'll use Diwu Yue as a shield."
"Using me as a shield –" Ying Zijin coughed lightly. "You can see if your daughter has that life."
"I don't know if my daughter will have a life." Diwu Hui looked down. "You will die. I'm sure."
Ying Zijin looked at the handcuffs on her wrists and the blood that seeped out. "You're still using the method that Diwu Shaoqing came up with."
Hearing this name, Diwu Hui's eyebrows twitched, and his expression changed. "What do you know?"
Diwu Shaoqing was his ancestor.
He had been dead for three hundred years.
However, this method to ward off disasters was indeed passed down from his ancestors.
When he had entered the Dao, his father had asked another person with a talent for divination to block the calamity for him.
Therefore, he did not have the five cheats and three deficiencies.
He would not be punished for prying into the secrets of the heavens.
Di Wuhui didn't want Diwu Mo to be troubled by the five cheats and three deficiencies, so he had already thought about it and wanted to find someone to help her.
Unfortunately, after searching for so long, he still couldn't find it.
If Wu Yue had not brought an outsider back today, he would have already planned to use someone from the Wu family.
"Of course I know," Ying Zijin's voice was still calm, "I also know that he wanted to use my disciple as a shield."
She remembered Diwu Shaoqing because of Diwu Shaoxuan.
Just like how evil existed among hypnotists, so did diviners.
However, she had always been too lazy to poke her nose into other people's business, so she did not investigate where Diwu Shaoqing had gotten this method from.
Di Wuhui's expression changed again and again, and he sneered, "Nonsense!"
He looked at this girl. She had already gone crazy. What nonsense was she talking about?
Disciple?
Then he would be the founder of the Diwu family.
Di Wuhui was completely impatient. He stood up, raised his hand, and grabbed the girl's shoulder. He said to the servant beside him, "Bring me the golden thread."
The servant quickly took it out from the cabinet and handed over a circle of golden threads.
"See this? But you don't know it either. " Di Wuhui took it and sneered, "Now, I'm going to pierce through a few important acupuncture points on your body with this golden thread."
As he spoke, he took out one and shook his head with extreme contempt, "Unfortunately, you don't even have the ability to resist me."
"Yes, I said so too." Ying Zijin looked at the golden thread indifferently. Her phoenix-like eyes even curved slightly, clear and beautiful. "If you use me to block the calamity, your daughter will die."
"Still stubborn?" Di Wuhui sneered again. "I'm going to kill you today!"
He tightened his grip on the girl's shoulder, and held the golden thread in his other hand, about to pierce through an acupuncture point on her shoulder.
But at this moment, the tightly shut door was kicked open.
Di Wuhui's hand trembled, and he turned his head abruptly. "Who is it? Who dares … "
He couldn't say the rest of his words at all.
Something cold was pressed against his forehead.
It was a gun.
Di Wuhui's body trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He was just a fortune-teller, not an ancient warrior.
Not to mention hot weapons, even cold weapons like swords and sabers would be injured if he touched them.
Only the elders of the ancient martial arts world could cultivate to the level where swords and sabers could not penetrate them.
How could someone break into the ancestral home of the Diwu family with a gun?!
How did they get in?
The person with the gun was Yunshan, who had accompanied them.
He followed Fu Yunshen's instructions and controlled Di Wuhui. "Who do you want dead today?"
Ying Zijin took a slow breath before she raised her head. Her face was still very pale, and her voice was very soft. "You're here."
As if she had found someone to rely on, her body relaxed.
With this relaxation, the strength that she had been holding on to was also released, and she instantly fainted.
Fu Yunshen's expression changed. Before she fell, he hugged her, and his arms suddenly tightened.
It wasn't that he had never seen her weak appearance.
The last time she treated Master Fu, she was also so weak that she fainted.
But this was the first time he had seen such weakness.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand and wiped the blood off her wrist bit by bit. There was only coldness left in his peach blossom eyes.
But he didn't look at Di Wuhui. He first wrapped Ying Zijin in his coat and walked out of the door.
The huge pressure also dissipated, and Di Wuhui sat on the ground.
By the time he reacted, his entire body was already soaked in cold sweat.
Who, who was that person?
He wanted to move, but the cold muzzle was still pressed against his forehead.
Di Wuhui believed that if he dared to resist, he would definitely be killed.
"How dare you touch Miss Ying? You don't want to live anymore." Yunshan sneered. "Kneel down. If Miss Ying suffers any damage, even ten lives won't be enough to pay for it!"
**
Ten minutes later, the sound of footsteps sounded again.
Someone had come back.
When Di Wuhui heard this voice, he couldn't help but shiver. His body trembled.
He raised his head and saw a man in a silk black shirt walking over.
He had a pair of long and narrow peach blossom eyes, and his face could turn all living things upside down.
He was born to be a soul-sucking monster.
There was basically no man who could look like him.
However, Di Wuhui was not in the mood to admire the man's face at all. He only felt fear.
"Who are you?"
Di Wuhui asked himself. Whether it was in the imperial capital or in the ancient martial arts world, he had never seen Fu Yunshen before.
He gritted his teeth. "How dare you interfere in my business?!"
Fu Yunshen still ignored him.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the four servants in the room with his peach blossom eyes.
Yunshan understood.
He kicked Di Wuhui to the ground first. Then, at an extremely fast speed, he released his inner strength and attacked the four servants.
Without even a chance to resist, the four servants who had cultivated in the ancient martial arts world fell to the ground.
It was obvious that they were dead.
Di Wuhui looked at Yunshan in disbelief. "You … you are also from the ancient martial arts world?!"
He knew the strength of his servants. How was it possible for someone to kill them all in just a few seconds?
Yunshan didn't answer. He only said to Fu Yunshen, "Young master, it's settled."
"You're crazy!" Di Wuhui broke out in a cold sweat. "You dare to kill people in the Diwu family? Don't you want to stay in the imperial capital anymore?! "
However, as soon as he said this, his breathing stopped.
A hand grabbed his head and directly locked his throat.
"Kacha!" There was the sound of bones breaking.
Di Wuhui screamed in pain. It was extremely mournful.
Fu Yunshen looked at him. "Just now, whose life did you want?"
"How dare you?" Di Wuhui was in so much pain that his heart was torn apart. "How dare you touch me? I signed a contract with the Lin family. If I die, you will be finished too! "
The Lin family was a family in the ancient martial arts world.
Their strength could not be underestimated.
Di Wuhui did not believe that there was anyone who dared to go against the Lin family.
The man laughed. It was very soft and slow, and his voice was deep.
It was as if the sound of a zither was slowly flowing.
Di Wuhui's heart suddenly tightened.
He raised his head while trembling. He almost couldn't breathe, and his face was purple.
"You must be joking." Fu Yunshen stepped on his hand. "You, I've crippled you. I've killed your people. I can also destroy the Diwu family."
His lips curled up, and his smile was cold. "You can see who in the Lin family or the entire imperial capital dares to say no to me."
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