"Kill him, not only will he die, but you will also not be able to leave the ancestral graves of my Yang family." Yang Zheng and Mr. Yang beside him suddenly turned around and pointed at Xiang Que and said: "Earlier, you robbed us of our destiny, and now you come to my Yang family to commit trouble.
Do you think you can walk out of this forest unharmed? People who have been transformed into corpses will die, and you will not be able to leave either."
"Wang Kunlun is mine, you can divide the others among yourselves." Li Qiuzi kept staring at Wang Kunlun with a cold face.
Zhao Lijun glanced at Su He and then stared at Xiang Que. Yang Fei'er and Grandpa Yang came over, and the remaining Wang Xuanzhen was tied up and no one cared about him.
"Rong, let me ask, Sun Youcai, right? Tell me, have you been to Nanjing before?" A very discordant voice appeared, Qi'an stared at Wang Kunlun and asked.
Wang Kunlun glanced at him, frowned and nodded. Qi'an asked again: "Where did you go when you were in Nanjing?"
Xiang Que said in surprise: "You slept with another woman? Why the hell does it sound like he's here to catch an adulterer?"
Wang Kunlun collapsed and said: "You are the one who slept with me. We were so fucking in love in Nanjing. I stayed for three days in total and was with you every day."
"Purple Mountain Villa, I sleep in a hotel at night, why do you ask?" Wang Kunlun replied to him.
"Huh" Qi'an immediately felt relieved: "That's good, that's good, the place is right."
"You can't touch Sun Youcai, I want to take this man away." Qi'an suddenly turned around and said without warning.
"Friend, everyone in the world knows that his name is Wang Kunlun," Li Qiuzi said lightly.
"I know that Sun Youcai has a pseudonym, but he is the one I am looking for. It doesn't matter to me whether he is Wang Youcai or Sun Kunlun. I can just take him away," Qi'an said seriously.
Qi'an's first task when he came out of the mountain this time was to bring his uncle who was guarding the tomb at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum back to the mountain gate. But this old man is not an ordinary stubborn man. No matter what you say, it won't work. He has not returned to the mountain gate for eighteen years. Qi'an
I originally thought that I had a slim chance of completing this task, but I didn't expect that my uncle would relent. The prerequisite was to find Sun Youcai, who drove the Land Rover.
Qi'an was so tired after chasing him all the way that he almost vomited blood. He finally found Sun Youcai, but he didn't expect that this guy seemed to have caused a lot of trouble.
The situation is now a bit chaotic. Maybe the people present are a little confused. They are just linking up one link after another, and one person is linking up with another.
First of all, Yang Zhenghe was poisoned by corpse poison and his life and death were unknown. Fatty Wang Qi'an, who was tied up with a rope, wanted to exterminate him to protect him. It was impossible for Mr. Yang to let him go. Next, Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que definitely could not agree to Fatty's death.
But Qi'an wanted to take away Wang Kunlun and Li Qiuzi wanted to stop him. As for Xiang Que, except Qi'an who had no appeal against him, everyone wanted to kill him.
Generally speaking, Xiang Que's situation is not good, Fatty Wang's situation is not good, and Wang Kunlun is being stared at eagerly.
The situation is a bit deadlocked.
"You want to kill him?" Xiang Que pointed at Fatty Wang who was tied up with a rope, and then asked: "Then you want to take him away?"
Qi'an nodded and said yes.
Xiang Que smiled and said: "We are here to save him this time. Do you think Wang Kunlun can follow you if you kill him? It would be good if he doesn't work with you."
"What if I have to kill him?" Qi'an said with a frown.
"You can't kill him, and you can't take him away," Xiang Que said firmly.
"Xiang Que, you can't even protect yourself now, who gives you the confidence to talk so shamelessly?" Zhao Lijun stared at him darkly and said.
"The last time you set up a dragnet in Xi'an, you failed to retain me. Do you think you can do it this time? Who is talking so shamelessly? Please tell me clearly." Xiang Que glanced at them contemptuously and said, "This time
The lineup seems to be not as good as last time. Zhao Lijun, don’t take yourself too seriously. How have you ever been able to keep me, and how many times have you not suffered in my hands?”
Zhao Lijun's face froze and he looked extremely depressed.
"This is the ancestral cemetery of the Yang family." Mr. Yang suddenly spoke up and said proudly: "In the ancestral cemetery of the Yang family, even if you are Tongyin, we have enough strength to keep you. Here we occupy the right time, the right place and the right people.
, you can’t get out”
Xiang Que smiled and said, "I once asked someone to bring something to the Yang family. You may have forgotten it."
Yang Feier and the old man were stunned at the same time, and asked in confusion: "Have you asked someone to bring us a message before? What do you mean?"
"There will be no more Yang Gong Feng Shui in a hundred years. I think this sentence should have sounded the alarm for you. You won't be so forgetful, right?"
"Is it you?" Yang Feier screamed: "It was you who destroyed Yangmu when you were in Chengdu, and it was you who took away our Yang family's business."
Mr. Yang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You still have the Feng Shui summary of our seven-star robbery in your hand."
"No, that summary was lost hundreds of years ago. Maybe it no longer exists." Xiang Que shook his head.
Su Ho frowned. Although she didn't know Xiang Que very well, she knew that this guy was very cunning and extremely thoughtful. It was impossible for him to bring up old grudges for no reason at this time.
In the future, the hatred between him and the Yang family will become even deeper, and there is no chance that Mr. Yang will let him go.
How could such a smart person make such a stupid mistake at this time?
No, no, Xiang Que would not make such an obvious mistake. Su Ho reacted very quickly and she immediately realized that Xiang Que might have left a way out for herself.
"Okay, okay, okay." Old Mr. Yang nodded repeatedly, with a scary expression on his face: "It's been so many years since anyone has provoked us, Mr. Yang, in Feng Shui, but you did it all by yourself. Not only did you take away our business, but
I, a descendant of the Yang family, have harmed my ancestors of the Yang family and teased us many times. Xiang Que, you will not be able to leave the ancestral grave of the Yang family today no matter what."
"Why do you do that? That old guy can't even save himself now, how can you keep me?" Xiang Que said softly.
"If Yang Gong Feng Shui is willing, he may keep all of us here." Qi'an suddenly said: "The Yang family's ancestral cemetery is located on the dragon vein of Xing'an Mountains. There is a branch of dragon energy below it, with more than six hundred people.
Years ago, the sixth generation of Mr. Yang's Feng Shui family spent their whole life combining the ancestral graves and dragon veins with a great Feng Shui formation. Here they will be the uncrowned kings."
"This is a secret of the Yang family. Very few people in the clan know it. Who are you and how could you possibly know it so clearly?" Old Mrs. Yang asked in surprise.
Qi'an clasped his hands behind his back and remained silent.
"I know even if you don't tell me, but being able to stay is one thing, but what if you can't stay?" Xiang Que walked to Mr. Yang and whispered, "Are you too forgetful as you get older? Do you want me to repeat it again?"
Say that sentence again, there will be no Yang Gong Feng Shui in a hundred years, do you need me to explain to you the meaning of this sentence?"