Just when Nian Zhenqi was concentrating on his revenge plan.

Without notice, Xie Qianshan has slowly and secretly rejected Xie Baihe.

"Nian Zhenjun, you don't have to be angry.

I have already thought of a plan here. "

"It is guaranteed that there will be no burial place for that surnamed Lin.

But should you help me in this matter? "

As he said that, his face slowly turned ugly.

At this time, Nian Zhenqiyi realized something was wrong.

"Thank Patriarch, what do you mean?"

When the voice fell, Xie Qianshan had already come to his hospital bed.

"Nian Zhenjun, then Lin Mo first killed the golden sword ambassador in your door.

Later, he destroyed your treasured sword and severely wounded you. "

"You must hate him deeply!"

Nian Zhenqi saw the crazy smile on his face.

There was a lot of ominous premonitions in my heart.

Just when he wanted to stretch out his hand to fetch the side knife.

Suddenly Xie Qianshan's wrist was firmly grasped.

In the next second, the majestic spiritual power poured into his body like a dam bursting a bank.

And Nianzhen Qiyi itself had serious internal injuries.

Under the impact of this spiritual power.

He could clearly feel that the meridians were broken every inch.

The heart couldn't help but began to beat violently.

At this moment, he suddenly understood.

Why does Xie Qianshan want to cover up his whereabouts?

He actually wanted to kill himself.

Thinking of this, he suddenly widened his eyes in horror.

The threat inside the color calendar.

"Xie Qianshan, you are so bold.

I am the next Sect Master designated by the Golden Sword Pi Luo Zong.

If you dare to kill me, my sect will bloodbath you all thanks to the family. "

However, for Xie Qianshan, such a threat was completely painless and itchy.

"Nian Zhenjun, don't you hate Lin Mo? Don't you hate Lin Mo deeply?

Now the opportunity is here. "

"As long as you die, Lin Mo will come to accompany you soon."

Xie Qianshan's eyes gradually turned red.

The smile on his face became even more hideous.

At this time, Nianzhenqi's Seventh Orifice was constantly oozing blood, and couldn't say anything at all.

Unwilling to reconcile his eyes, his pupils became bigger and bigger.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

Nian Zhenjun, very soon, it will be done in a while. "

"At that time, I will burn you more paper money.

Make sure you live comfortably over there. "

As Xie Qianshan kept talking.

The room became quieter and quieter.

Outside the room.

Xie Baihe naturally heard the movement inside.

It's just that he walked a few steps forward pretending that he didn't know anything.

Until the door is opened.

He just leaned forward.

Only after he got close, the hostility on Xie Qianshan's body made him shiver involuntarily.

"Lin Mo is frantic.

I am a real nephew, and I was seriously injured.

Eventually died. "

Speaking of Xie Qianshan, he thought of squeezing out a few crocodile tears.

Unfortunately, there was no success.

"I don't need to teach you the next thing."

The cold voice, like a sharp blade, plunged into Xie Baihe's bone marrow fiercely.

Strongly propped up his limp feet.

Xie Baihe replied respectfully.

"Uncle Clan, I understand.

Now my friend Nian Zhenqi is killed by Lin Mo.

This hatred is not shared. "

Talking about his red eyes, tears kept streaming out.

Obviously, his acting skills are more than one step better than the clan uncle.

See him like this.

Xie Qianshan nodded in satisfaction.

"Very well, let's hand it over here.

I hope you are not disappointing me. "

The words fell, and he left here directly.

When Xie Baihe walked into the room and inspected it.

In the room of the hospital bed, Nian Zhenqi, who was bleeding from the Qiqiao's eyes, stared unwillingly.

It's just that there is no more breath.

"Brother Nian, go all the way well. I'll burn more things for you."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and wiped the latter's eyelids. JrNovels.com