"how so?"

The Qingming Sect’s faces were full of disbelief.

He beat the geese all day long, but was pecked at the eyes by the geese.

He was good at illusion, but was deceived by illusion.

"Ha, when I was cheated, you didn't know where to eat milk!"

Song Si sneered, pinched his chin, broke all his teeth, and discounted his hands and feet.

The interrogation was left to Zhang Yuanzhi, and Song Si planned to go to the Yin family's old house immediately.

The Qingming Sect's disciples gathered there, even if they were not the root of the change, they were at least a safe place.

The situation is too urgent and there is no time to investigate slowly. The troubles must be solved as quickly as possible so as to avoid greater troubles.

His body was like lightning, rushing towards the Yin family's old house.

There are thugs who take advantage of the opportunity to do evil all the way. They don’t care about life and death, but just want to gain benefits from chaos.

They think that the law does not blame the public, and that the troubled times are the only opportunity to stand out.

But I don’t know that no matter what the final result is, they will not end up well.

If the disaster cannot be stopped, everyone in Pingshan County will die.

If the disaster is resolved, they will be liquidated one by one.

Heroes come from troubled times, but heroes are the ones who can rise, not bastards.

boom!

There was no intention of talking calmly, so Song Si crashed into it directly.

Gravel splashed and smoke filled the sky.

Song Si was like a mad cow, and directly smashed the two unlucky guys into minced meat.

Swish swish swish swish!

The bronze sword wielded into the wind, and the Qingming scholars had already left their bodies and heads without even having time to make a sound.

Quick! Accurate! Ruthless!

Without any hesitation, clean up the surrounding enemies in your breath.

The ruins and piles of gravels, the Yin family's old house has turned into ruins.

But under such a violent attack, the big tree in the middle of the yard was intact.

"The source of the mutation should be here!"

Although the battle just now was not fierce, Song Si did not hold back at all.

The moves are open and close, and efficiency is the first priority, so naturally I can't take too much into consideration.

But several consecutive attacks fell on the tree trunk, and there were only shallow traces.

"This tree is absolutely extraordinary!"

Song Si said nonsense.

Press your right hand on the hilt of the sword and exert force on the muscles all over your body.

Sword drawing is different from ordinary sword techniques. It advocates accumulating strength and erupting a fatal blow.

The deeper the realm, the more power you can accumulate, and the more terrifying the power you burst out.

But there are gains and losses, and the lethality far exceeds the same level will definitely correspond to many defects.

In addition to the need for a certain amount of preparation time, there is also a critical point between accumulation and explosion.

The higher the critical point, the more power you accumulate, and the stronger the power of the explosion.

But once the process of going to the critical point was interrupted, Song Si had to endure the backlash of the sword drawing technique.

Fortunately, I was only facing a tree at this time, otherwise Song Si would not dare to use it casually.

laugh!

The rusty blade streaked a tragic mark in the air, and the terrifying explosive force penetrated the thick defense.

The long sword returned to the sheath, and the surroundings were silent.

After a moment, a clear trace quietly appeared, dividing the tree's body into two sections.

boom!

Half of the trunk fell to the ground, revealing a dark hole.

Song Si raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the tree would be hollow.

If you go down, you still can’t go down. This is a problem!

But there are tender buds on the top of the head, so this problem is not a problem!

He took off the puppet hanging around his waist, swelled to the size of a tiger, and jumped in.

After waiting for more than a dozen breaths and confirming that the puppet was not attacked, Song Si set off.

Dark, dead silent, depressed.

The air is filled with the fragrance of plants and a faint sweet smell of fishy smell.

"This smell is a bit familiar."

Song Si shrugged his nose, but couldn't tell it further.

His sense of smell is much worse than Yingying, and he is even worse than Huang Laoxie.

If it were normal, Song Si might have gone there again and brought Yingying over.

But the situation is too dangerous and you can't waste any time.

Hanging the blackhead back to his waist, Song Si held the bronze sword in his hand and walked forward carefully.

There is only one channel ahead, and there is no need to distinguish the direction.

After almost half a incense stick, a sound suddenly came, making Song Si hold his breath immediately.

...

"You are really willing to spend money. This seed should not come easily."

A man's voice sounded, with a little admiration in his tone.

"For this seed, my two sons were killed, and I was seriously injured. It took me fifty years to recover. If it weren't for this, my Lin family would have been promoted to second-rate long ago."

Another male voice appeared, his tone could not hide his fatigue.

...

"Lin family? Could it be Lin Sheng, the head of the Lin family? The other one should be Aisin Jueluo Bucket, the leader of the Qingming Sect."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Song Si felt a sudden heart, and the source of the change in Pingshan County was finally found.

In the battle of Anding County, Lin Sheng and Yin family heads were both injured.

Song Si was furious and angry, so he found the Lin Zhu family and his son in Baguajing and reached an agreement with them.

Song Si released them from the bottom of the well, and they wanted to help Song Si kill Lin Sheng and his wife.

The war broke out soon, and Song Si took advantage of the opportunity when Lin Sheng and his wife were restrained and killed Shangguan Feiying, and then fled to Yuzhou.

Although Lin Zhu's mother and son are powerful, they are still not enough to see in front of the old demon family.

Even though he was seriously injured after the battle with the head of the Yin family, he still killed the Lin Zhu and his son.

Lin Sheng, who had recovered from his senses, immediately began to investigate and quickly identified Song Si, the culprit.

But because Song Si was hiding in Yuzhou and he was seriously injured, the furious Lin Sheng transferred his anger to Pingshan County.

On the one hand, he vented his anger in his heart, and on the other hand, he recovered his injuries through blood sacrifice.

After thinking through all this, Song Si's mood not only did not relax at all, but instead became more solemn.

It was obviously very hidden, and all the clues were cleaned up, but why could Lin Sheng know that it was him who did it?

Not only Lin Sheng, but also the head of the Yin family, Lian Xiang, Su Xueying, and these terrifying monsters all knew what he had done before.

"Is it a magic weapon?"

A light of inspiration flashed through Song Si's mind.

Su Xueying once said that in addition to the core method of the source of secret techniques, magic tools also have many general methods.

Perhaps there is the ability to trace the origin in this.

"I'm still too weak!"

Song Si sighed, put his ear on the wall, and continued to eavesdrop.

...

"The seeds come from that place, and there are too many involvements. If you are not careful, you will cause unpredictable trouble."

Aisin Gioro basket sighed, "According to the agreement, everything in that place will be destroyed immediately once it is discovered. But you dare to plant it and use it on yourself."

"The Lin family has ended their lives, lost magic weapons, and died all the tribesmen. So what if they cause trouble? Can it be worse than what I am now?"

Lin Sheng sneered, his words full of resentment.
Chapter completed!