C1083 Venomous Heart

The sound of his voice was accompanied by the sound of the wind. It was extremely far and was extremely mournful, making those who heard it feel as if their hearts had been stabbed by a knife.

"Uncle Ping?" Hearing this voice, the young man called Zhao Qinghui immediately stopped what he was doing. His face revealed an expression of ecstasy and disbelief as he stared in the direction of the voice and asked, "You're not dead?"

"Little bastard, didn't I tell you earlier?" I didn't touch a single one of them. Did you want them to bring your grandfather's corpse back to the Zhao Family's ancestral ground and bury it? Now that you have seen him, you should believe our words! "Uhh … hurry over here and explain everything to this little madman. Tell him exactly what happened that day …"

After hearing what the young man said, a look of anger appeared on Zhang SanKuang's face. He bluntly gave the young man a lesson, then turned around and shouted towards the direction of the sound. However, before he could finish his sentence, his mouth gaped wide open, unable to make a sound.

There was a long blood vein at the location of the voice. As for the person who had made the sound, his entire body was covered with horrifying knife scars. Fresh blood constantly flowed out, dyeing the snow beneath his feet completely red. It makes one's heart ache when one looks at it.

"Uncle Ping, what's wrong?" Who did this to you! " Zhao Qinghui's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw the bloodied body of this middle-aged man. He quickly rushed over to help the muscular man up from the snow ground with great difficulty.

Looking at the brawny man's appearance, even Lin Bai, who was used to the scenes of life and death, felt that he was incomparably cruel. When he had first met these mentors of the Zhao Family's Second Patriarch in Dubai, they could be said to be quite strong. However, this middle-aged man had lost a large portion of his weight. Regardless of whether it was his face or body, there were long, bloody scars all over his body. It was unknown how he managed to reach this place.

"Young master, I've finally found you. You didn't make a huge mistake." Zhao Ping let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhao Tingcai's life was safe. A smile appeared on his bloody face and he said, "Young master, this Mr. Lin is not our enemy." That day, he and the Second Patriarch had a fair duel, and his life and death was determined by heaven. These people, we were also let go by his noble hands. "

"Impossible, Cousin Jingting wouldn't lie to me! "Grandfather was killed by him. Uncle Ping, did you receive his benefits and purposefully come to trick me? If not, where are the other uncles who followed my grandfather to Mecca?" A look of suspicion appeared on Zhao Xi's face when he heard this. He stared at Zhao Ping and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Ping, are you lying to me again?"

"Little bastard, I think it's time for you to use snow to wash these moves of yours. You're still spouting nonsense even now!" He stared at Zhao Rui and said angrily, "Don't you think about it, with my Junior Brother's means, if he wants to kill those female disciples of your grandfather's, it's not something that can be done easily. Is there a need to make him do all this now?"

"Young master!" I, Zhao Ping, am loyal to the Second Patriarch. Second Ancestor has taught me well, how can I let him down! Moreover, if it wasn't for me, the second ancestor's corpse would have long been left in Mecca. How could it have been buried in the ancestral grounds! "

Zhao Ping swore to the heavens and a hateful look appeared on his face. He said angrily, "We have gone through so much trouble to bring the second ancestor's body back to the ancestral land! However, he didn't expect that Zhao Jingting, that son of a b * tch, would make a fool of him and destroy his brothers. I only managed to escape with my life on the line, and after hearing that you went to this place to seek revenge, I knew that the situation was bad, so I came to find you. "

"Impossible …" "This is impossible …" He continued, "Elder Cousin Jingting wouldn't lie to me. Moreover, if he lied to me, then how could the other uncles and grandfathers allow him to do such things? If what you said is true, then why is it that no one in the clan can stop him? "

"Those elders of the clan have already been blinded by their interests. The second ancestor is already dead, who would still care about the life and death of our bloodline!" Zhao Ping gritted his teeth and said angrily, "That bastard Zhao Jingting must have met a lucky chance and stepped into the Spirit Severing realm!" The elders in the clan were all envious. The ancestor was the one who decided to send you to your death! "

Zhao Jingting stepped into the Spirit Severing Stage?! Lin Bai's heart skipped a beat when he heard Zhao Ping's words. His complexion became gloomier. He really did not expect the situation to develop to this point. It seemed that within a single night, the Deity Stage of his Master had become worthless. The old man, himself, and his senior brother had all stepped into the Spirit Severing stage.

However, what puzzled Lin Bai the most was that the old man in the suspense had an extraordinary background, it was understandable for him to have stepped into the Deity Stage; he possessed the most precious treasure of the He Tu Luo book; Zhang Sanming had it all by chance; and what did this Zhao Jing Ting rely on to step into this stage?

One had to know that back in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, Lin Bai had never examined how profound Zhao Jingting's mastery was. However, according to his calculations at that time, he should also be in the Heavenly Reaching Realm intermediate stage. It had only been a very short period of time, how could Zhao Jingting have crossed such a huge chasm? He had directly crossed the late stage of the Heavenly Reaching Realm, stepped over the threshold of the Soul Formation stage, and entered such a mysterious realm.

It had to be known that there was an insurmountable chasm between the heavens and the gods! For example, Chen Baian and Wu Qingfeng had painstakingly plotted for most of their lives and had accumulated a lot of knowledge. However, they hadn't even stepped into the Deity Transformation Stage and could only linger around the Heavenly Reward Stage, Zhao Jingting. Could it be that he was a rare genius, or had obtained some sort of great fortune?

But no matter what, Lin Bai understood that in the future, it would be difficult for him to deal with this young man.

"Elder Cousin Jingting lied to me?!" The Patriarch allowed me to come here to die?! " Hearing those words, Zhao Tingshui's complexion turned ashen. He began to bitterly smile, and his expression became extremely disappointed. He had wanted to use his anger to avenge his grandfather, so he didn't hesitate to commit suicide. But now, he realized that everything he had done was just a trap set up by someone else.

Furthermore, the one who laid this trap and set up this trap was the person he trusted the most. Once upon a time, he was deeply grateful to these people. He believed that they had given him a chance to seek revenge, and that they would be able to fulfill his grandfather's wish in heaven. Now that he thought about it, everything seemed so ridiculous. What was the difference between him and a fool?

"Young master, don't be disappointed! As long as you take care of your body and diligently train, our family will one day rise again. " "And now, with the help of Master Lin and the others, we don't have to worry about not being able to get revenge. Whether it is Zhao Jingting or the Great Patriarch, they will have to pay a heavy price for this."

"Revenge?" To make a move? " With a complicated expression, he looked at Lin Bai, Zhang SanKuang, and the others and said, "Great Ancestor is my elder. Elder Cousin Jing Ting has always taken good care of me. I don't believe that they would harm me."

"Whether they want to harm you or not, it doesn't matter. What are those people doing over there? " Lin Bai's expression was calm. He turned around and looked in the direction Zhao Ping had come from and said in a bland voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Qinghui froze for a moment. Then, he turned around and looked at the source of the voice. A few figures dressed in white were standing on the snowy ground, trying their best to conceal their figures. Zhao Qinghui could not be clearer about their attire. These people were the secret guard formed by juniors who were unable to study the art of marriage due to their lack of talent. They were responsible for assassinating and removing those who defied orders.

"They've finally caught up!" Zhao Ping looked at their figures and gritted his teeth. He wiped the blood off his face and struggled to stand up. He said to Zhao Tingxiao, "Young master, please leave with Master Lin and the others. I'll deal with these guys myself!"

"It doesn't matter who's in charge. These people are here for you, and also for us." Lin Bai stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Ping. He looked at the figures in the distance and said, "One dead, two dead!"

"Stop!" Zhao Qinghui gritted his teeth as he stared at Lin Bai and angrily said, "I don't believe that they're here to kill me!"

"You still don't believe me? You still think that bastard Zhao Jingting is a good person?! " Hearing that, Zhang Sanmeng laughed involuntarily as he shook his head and said, "Should I say that you are a fool, or that you are a truthful person?!" Do you dare to make a bet with me? If these people did not come here to kill you, I, Zhang Sanming, will pull my head off and kick them like balls! "

Zhao Ping was worried too. His face was covered with blood. He held onto Zhao Wenqing and said in a deep voice, "Young master, you can't go over there! Those people will kill you. If something were to happen to you, how am I going to explain it to the second ancestor!? "

"Uncle Ping, don't stop me!" Zhao Qinghui shook his head slowly. His expression became incomparably calm as he said, "Let me go."

"Let him go!" Lin Bai waved his hand to stop Zhang Sanming from speaking. However, he did not do anything to stop him. Instead, he allowed Zhao Tingxiao to walk towards those figures. He knew that if he wanted a person to give up and let go of those useless thoughts in their heart, the best way was to let them face reality, see the reality clearly, and know what was right and what was wrong.

Zhao Qinghui's face was as calm as still water. Without showing any expression, he slowly walked towards the black shadows on the snow.

"Men, die!" Just as he was about to approach the shadows, several figures suddenly flapped their wings and encircled him. They then shouted, "We will abide by the Great Ancestor's orders and behead the traitors of the second branch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Tingfeng and Zhao Ping!"

"Kill me!" Zhao Qinghui slowly raised his head and stared at the people who had just arrived. His eyes were calm.

The moment his voice fell, the surrounding figures remained motionless. Like killing machines, they pulled the arrows off their backs with the back of their hands and then slowly pulled the bowstrings. They shot towards Zhao Qinghui's head.

The arrow flew through the air and made a sound like the death god was waving its scythe in the air, and was about to hit Zhao Qinghui at lightning speed. Just as the arrow was about to reach Zhao Lianhua's face, a Dharma Idol was born on the ground. It looked like it had a merciful expression on its face. It slowly reached out its hand and lightly pushed the arrow to the side.

The arrow grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody gash that splattered across the snow-covered ground. It also caused Zhao Tingshui to feel despair, as though his heart had been left with a pool of blood!