Warlock Zhao Qingxuan suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his neck. He reached out and touched it and found that more than a dozen silver needles had been inserted into his neck.
Seeing the sneak attack on Chen Yang, Zhao Qingxuan opened his eyes and became furious. He stretched his arms above his head and shook them, then transformed into a dozen hands and rushed towards Chen Yang while holding the dust and dead leaves on the ground.
When the onlookers saw such a mysterious scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all screamed and fled in all directions.
Click!
The tree as thick as a bowl was cut down by the strong wind.
"Boy, get down quickly!"
When the Sixth Master saw that Zhao Qingxuan was about to kill Chen Yang, he shouted and rushed over to force Zhao Qingxuan to stop.
"Bang bang, bang bang!"
The ground shook, and the surrounding leaves fell into pieces.
Suddenly, the fifth uncle jumped into the air several meters high, raised his hand in the air, feinted and turned into a giant palm, and shouted: "Big Blue Hand"!
Before the words could be fully finished, an invisible giant palm struck Zhao Qingxuan's chest with a "bang" sound.
"puff!"
Zhao Qingxuan's expression changed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Lao Liu, catch up with him quickly, don't let him run away!"
Uncle Sixth Master walked as fast as flying, chasing Zhao Qingxuan who was flying backwards.
Fifth brother, you are trying to slip my leg again today! I told you before that when using the "big blue hand", use less force, use less force, but you just don't listen. It was the same scene three years ago
, I chased him for nearly a mile.
"Bang!"
After Zhao Qingxuan "flyed" five to six hundred meters, he hit a century-old locust tree hard, bounced off and landed in the flower pond.
At this time, Uncle Fifth Master and Chen Yang caught up and pushed Zhao Qingxuan to the ground.
"Fuck! I finally caught you, where is Xia Yufei? Did you strangle that little boy Pengpeng to death? Tell me, tell me!"
Chen Yang held Zhao Qingxuan's hair and asked a series of questions with a dark face.
Zhao Qingxuan looked at Chen Yang with a ferocious face. He felt like his body was turning upside down and his energy and blood were flowing backwards. He had a premonition that he was in trouble this time. He stared at Chen Yang, and when he was about to open his mouth, a mouthful of black blood spurted out!
Damn it! I can really vomit. Seeing you vomiting black blood means you have never done anything good and you are full of bad things.
Fortunately, Chen Yang dodged in time and laughed ferociously.
Chen Yang waited for him to finish vomiting and then asked: "Where is Xia Yufei..."
Zhao Qingxuan stared and said with a cold smile: "You are talking about the female assistant, right? I have already made an elixir. Haha!"
"Did you strangle that little boy Pengpeng to death? Or did Song Min strangle him to death?"
Chen Yang's eyes were red, he grabbed his arms with both hands, and shook him hard.
"Boy, don't shake him..."
Uncle Fifth Master stepped forward to stop him, but before he could finish his words, Zhao Qingxuan rolled his eyes and dropped his head.
Chen Yang frowned when he saw this, glanced at the fifth uncle in surprise, and asked doubtfully: "He, he is dead? This is too inconvenient."
The fifth uncle stretched out his hand to wipe his nose and said: "Well, maybe he can be saved. You know, my palm just now almost shattered his internal organs. Fortunately, he is a warlock, if it is
Ordinary people have long been out of their wits and dead.
Many mysteries have not yet been clarified, and Xia Yufei's revenge has not been avenged. We cannot let him die like this. After Chen Yang came to his senses, he said: "Fifth Master Uncle, Sixth Master Uncle, please save him quickly. You cannot let him die like this."
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"Boy, let's take him away, revive him and then bring him back to you. If he can't be saved, he will be brought back to you."
The cause of Pengpeng's death was that he made oil for lighting lamps." After the sixth uncle finished speaking, he patted Lao Wu and said: "Brother, hurry up and leave!"
"Thank you two uncles. Next time I see you, I'll treat you to kebabs..."
Before Chen Yang finished speaking, he saw two junior uncles, each holding an arm, swaying briefly and disappearing on the spot.
At this time, it was already dark. Only then did Chen Yang realize that there was silence around him, not even a single figure. Where were the people? They were all scared away. Just when Chen Yang was confused, he heard the police car approaching from a distance.
Voice.
Chen Yang stopped, looked around and saw an alley not far away, and walked quickly over.
It was already past seven o'clock when he returned to Zijinyuan. Chen Yang saw Siya and Wuya playing mobile games in the living room, waiting for him to eat.
"You are here, the great hero, and you are starving to death."
Siya saw Chen Yang walking into the living room, put down her phone and went to the dining room.
"Go and carry the eldest sister down, eat, eat." Zeng Wuya stood up and walked to Chen Yang, smelled him and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"Go upstairs quickly and smell a special smell. It doesn't smell like a bad smell, nor does it smell like a fragrance. It seems to be the smell of an elderly person."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You only have a good nose." Chen Yang scolded her with a faint smile and went to the bedroom.
Xia Yufei is dead, but the murderer of Pengpeng is still missing. If Zhao Qingxuan cannot be saved, the murderer of Pengpeng is still a mystery. What should I tell Sister Ya when I see her later?
After going upstairs to the bedroom door, Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and decided not to tell Xia Yufei about his death for the time being.
It would not be too late to tell her after she has fully recovered. Thinking of this, Chen Yang felt a sharp pain in his heart. Xia Yufei was such a good girl, gentle and beautiful, and also had a high IQ. She was lost so silently.
,What a pity.
"Sister Ya, how are you? Do you feel better today?"
Chen Yang calmed down and walked into the bedroom.
"Well, it's much better. My waist is not as sore as the two days ago."
When Zeng Daya saw Chen Yang walking in, her eyes shot out two bright rays of light.
Since her back pain prevented her from going downstairs, Zeng Daya looked forward to two things most every day. One was Chen Yang giving her a massage, and the other was carrying her downstairs. Only with these two things could she feel Chen Yang up close.
, a strong hormonal scent.
"rise!"
Chen Yang came to the bed and held her back with one hand, reached under her smooth and smooth legs with the other hand, and picked her up.
"Grrrr, it's still "rising, rising", am I that heavy?"
Seeing Chen Yang's exaggerated expression of effort, Zeng Daya scolded him with a smile.
"No, it weighs a thousand pounds in my heart."
Chen Yang blurted out with a naughty smile.
"Really?"
Zeng Daya was stunned for a moment, misinterpreting the meaning a bit, and asked with a blush on her face.
"Fake. If you were really worth a thousand pieces of gold, I wouldn't hug you."
Chen Yang smiled and walked down the stairs.
The next day, when Chen Yang rode a battery car to the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he did not find the battery car at home. Later, he remembered that he had left the battery car at the scene yesterday because he intercepted and killed Zhao Qingxuan.
So, he had no choice but to walk out and thought about taking a taxi to the Chinese Medicine Association.
"Hey, hubby, where are you going? I'll take you there."
Zeng Wuya stood at the door and saw Chen Yang walking out of the door, and hurriedly chased him out.
"No, no, you can wait at home to check the scores."
Chen Yang would rather walk than let her send him off. When he looked back, he saw Zeng Wuya chasing him out, so he hurriedly started running.
"Hey, hey, why are you running?" Seeing Chen Yang running faster and faster, Zeng Wuya stopped angrily, stamped his feet, and said loudly: "Your T-shirt is on inside out."