In the abandoned brick factory, the high-pressure sodium lamp was illuminated like daytime. Fang Yujia, who was standing in the distance, was shocked before the table green lotus passed by. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the battle situation was approaching.

Both of them were a little surprised and surprised. Xiao Cheng won, and he won easily, and it seemed that he was not hurt at all.

The entire battle seemed intense but only lasted four or five minutes, and it seemed to have just begun and ended in a hurry.

Fang Yujia looked at Xiao Cheng, and a sudden sourness suddenly appeared in her heart. When Wang Qiyi was about to kill her with a flying sword, she found that Xiao Cheng seemed to have never cared about her life or death, but later the green snake appeared to save her, and she guessed that the green snake must be Xiao Cheng's.

It turns out that my brother-in-law has never reduced his protection for himself, but has just changed his method.

At this time, her mentality also changed quietly. She used to think that she was older than Xiao Cheng and regarded Xiao Cheng as a child, but she regarded herself as an elder.

Now that I see Xiao Cheng's strength, I feel that compared to my brother-in-law, she is just a weak woman who needs people to worry about protection.

Table Qinglian breathed a long sigh, a little envious of Fang Yujia. Ignorance is sometimes a kind of happiness, and it is because Fang Yujia doesn't understand cultivation, so she is even more worried without her.

I'm afraid only she knows the best about Xiao Cheng's strength. She was still the foundation-building level the day before yesterday. Wang Qiyi was a congenital master. There was a big difference between them, and she really worried about Xiao Cheng.

Now that she saw Xiao Cheng subduing Wang Qiyi, she was still frightened.

However, another idea emerged in my mind. Now that Xiao Cheng can crush Wang Qiyi, the innate master, then at least he has reached the level of condensation, so that he doesn't have to worry about Xiao Cheng's dispersing skills.

When Bi Qinglian thought of this, she was extremely excited, although this idea was indeed a bit unlady and even a little slutty.

But for her... my sister worked hard for six years and was willing to give her anus in order to help the thief shell through the foundation-building period. My aunt has finally made it through, so she still cares about the lady, and she is not as reserved as her mother.

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Wang Qiyi was extremely miserable by Xiao Cheng, and he was completely gone. He was completely out of shape. He was bleeding all over his body, his fingers and toes were cut off, and his nose was cut off.

"Okay... Master Xiao... I have said everything I should say, please feel free!" Wang Qiyi's face was covered in blood, and his voice intermittently begged.

He really didn't expect that Xiao Cheng would be so vicious. Of course, what he didn't expect was that Xiao Cheng knew his details very clearly, knew that he was the guardian of Fang Tian Sect, and knew that he was the secret room of the Ninth Division of the Intelligence Bureau.

Now he has long lost his mind to survive. Not only does he lose his cultivation level, his fingers are gone, and he has even lost the qualification to be a man. He can't even commit suicide. He just wants Xiao Cheng to give him some pleasure.

Xiao Cheng looked at Wang Qiyi, who was inhumane. His expression was indifferent. He was not a sadist, and using such cruel means to ask questions was something that had never happened before.

But he didn't mind being a sadistic maniac for Wang Qiyi.

Wang Qiyi indirectly killed his kind uncles and four of his brothers, and later secretly stumbling on him, spread rumors about him and his sister-in-law's conversation, etc.

Even if it is cut into pieces, it is difficult to relieve his hatred. What is this torture?

After his questioning, he finally squeezed out some things. For ten years, uncles and brothers died one after another, which was basically consistent with his speculation. They were all sucked to death by the real person Ling Xuan of Fang Tian Sect as a cauldron.

"You really don't know how my father died?" Xiao Cheng held the sword and asked coldly while looking for the next location.

Xiao Cheng has always suspected that his father's death is also related to the Fang Tian Sect. There are many suspicious points in his father's death. On the surface, it was because of Xiao Fusheng's forced suicide, but he doesn't think so.

When he was three years old, his father passed away. He was very impressed by him. He was an optimistic person and would never commit suicide.

However, he forced Wang Qiyi to ask about it several times, but Wang Qiyi even said he didn't know.

"I really don't know. I went to the Xiao family ten years ago, and Ling Zun died fifteen years ago..." Wang Qiyi explained intermittently, and blood foam was flowing out of his mouth.

"The next question, is my uncle and brother's death related to Xiao Fusheng? Or how much does he know?" Xiao Cheng looked solemn and asked the question he was most concerned about now.

The deaths of uncles and brothers in front are very clear, and they are something that cannot be changed. Whether Xiao Fusheng plays an inauspicious role in it is always a thorn in his heart.

All signs show that Xiao Fusheng has a certain relationship with the death of his uncle and brother. For more than ten years, direct families in the clan have died one after another. Xiao Fusheng did nothing, just like waiting for the descendants of the direct families to disappear one by one. Uncle and uncle are all Xiao Fusheng's biological children, which is very abnormal.

"I don't know, the old man has never talked about these things to me. After those few incidents, the old man was very silent... without saying a word, I only have the innate... third-level strength, and I can't even keep an eye on the old man."

Xiao Cheng nodded and agreed with Wang Qiyi's statement. It seems that Wang Qiyi really doesn't know whether Xiao Fusheng plays a disgraceful role. If he knew, Wang Qiyi would never miss the opportunity to disagree.

"The last question, why did you want to steal the jade pendant on me that time? Do you know what jade pendant I have? Does anyone know about this?"

Wang Qiyi's body stiffened. Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng even knew this. The time he changed his voice in mask, Xiao Cheng had no way to know.

"I heard from the old man's tone that the old lady has a family treasure that can hide her breath, etc. It's a treasure, so I didn't tell anyone about this."

Xiao Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. So that's what happened. Could it be that Xiao Fusheng still covets his great-grandma's treasure?

Xiao Cheng glanced at Wang Qiyi, covered in blood, picked up the flying sword on the ground, and then stopped looking back.

"Young Master, kill me, please!"

"Young Master..."

Xiao Cheng ignored it and came all the way to Fang Yujia and Qinglian. Long'er searched and returned to Xiao Cheng's shoulder, stretched his little head, rubbed Xiao Cheng's jaw, and then pointed his tail at his mouth.

Xiao Cheng was in a great mood. Finally, he pulled out the poisonous sting of Wang Qiyi. He felt a sense of refreshing and refreshing when the clouds cleared. As for Xiao Fusheng and his father's death, he would leave it to ask Xiao Fusheng in person in the future.

Xiao Cheng laughed and found a spirit pill from his pocket, throwing it into Long'er's mouth. Long'er got the spirit pill and came to Xiao Cheng's head with a whoosh.

Since Xiao Cheng stood above his head, Long'er often plastered over Xiao Cheng's head to find comfort. Xiao Cheng didn't care about this, so he let Long'er go.

"Xiao Cheng, are you okay?" Fang Yujia looked at Xiao Cheng worriedly, a little nervous and hesitant.

"Hmph, I haven't explained it clearly, so my sister has been worried!" Table Qinglian gave Xiao Cheng a charming look, not giving her a good look.

"It's okay!" Xiao Cheng smiled slightly, and looking at the worries of the two, his heart felt warm.

Fang Yujia looked at Xiao Cheng carefully and found that there was no wound on his body, so he felt relieved. The green lotus on the table was not as detailed as Fang Yujia. He just glanced at it and did not lack arms or legs.

"Where is that person? Just throw it away and ignore it?" Table Qinglian was a little worried. As the saying goes, "Cutting grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again."

Xiao Cheng refused to comment and said, "Let's go home and go to eat, bath and sleep..."

The three of them walked side by side. As soon as they walked a few steps, Xiao Cheng suddenly said, and Table Qinglian and Fang Yujia looked back and saw Xiao Cheng arching his body and covering his chest, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" The two of them showed worries and quickly helped Xiao Cheng up.

"Uh, I feel sore and weak all over, and my chest hurts a lot!" Xiao Cheng said with a frown.

"Aren't you doing well just now?" Table Qinglian complained.

In the night, Fang Yujia and Qinglian of Table stood Xiao Cheng's arms, but no one noticed it. Xiao Cheng's lips raised, bringing a warm curve.

Xiao Chengxin said that it feels so good to be cared for by others. The only drawback is that the road is too short and you are about to get on the bus.

When the three of them arrived in the military car, they heard heart-wrenching screams from the abandoned brick factory. Xiao Cheng knew that this was the Lieyang True Fire that began to produce effects.

The reason why he didn't solve Wang Qiyi in the brick factory was that he didn't want his sister-in-law to see the dead. After all, her sister-in-law was just an ordinary woman, and killing was difficult for her. In addition, he also wanted to try it. Will he be possessed by Fang Tiansha if he killed Wang Qiyi from a distance?

In the abandoned brick factory, Wang Qiyi was on fire and kept burning upwards. As the fire burned, his body melted like sections, constantly turning into liquid falling off, making a whispering sound.

The king's weapon is easily unable to move, but it hurts to the bone marrow and can only keep howling... and finally turns into a piece of dust.

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