The voice obviously paused, and asked dumbly, "How do you know?" He thought he was well prepared before he dared to make this last move, but he didn't expect that a child would tell him the truth.
Zhang Ning smiled contemptuously, and then said sarcastically, "Just because you have no brains doesn't mean others don't either. What you think is foolproof is just what you think."
The conversation between the two people in the air made Jiuyan confused. What do you think it is? Even though she didn't understand, Jiuyan didn't ask anymore. After all, she still wanted to save face.
Seeing Jiuyan's face full of question marks and looking embarrassed to ask, Zhang Ning burst out laughing, making Jiuyan look embarrassed and let Zhang Ning laugh as much as he wanted.
"So what if you know? Isn't there no way at all?" The man said calmly, as if he already had a chance to win.
Zhang Ning didn't answer him anymore, he just stretched out his little hand and groped inside his clothes, and showed his trump card, the Green Dragon Ring.
"What is this, I don't think you don't know, right?" Zhang Ning asked the voice with a smile, a little more certain and confident.
"No, it's impossible? How is it possible?" The voice began to tremble, completely losing its arrogant look just now. It looked more like a lost dog, lifeless.
"Do you think it has been destroyed? Or are you confident that nothing can be done to you? Right? Zhang Nian? No, it's Anonymous." Zhang Ning's words hit the man's heart like thunder, and he was shocked.
caught off guard.
He hurriedly picked up the magic flute that controlled the monster at his waist and wanted to attack again. Who would have thought that when he was talking to Zhang Ning, Jiuyan had already found him through the spirit control technique.
The moment he started playing, his flute was kicked away. Jiuyan lifted his mask, and an ugly face came into view.
There was a scar on the left side of the face, which seemed to have been there a long time ago. The right side of the face was even more terrible, obviously burnt.
Jiuyan was stunned when he saw that face. After so many years, he had never returned to the Qin family, and he didn't know what was going on with the Qin family. He had never thought that he would meet them in this way.
"Long time no see. Why, we don't recognize each other? Qin Yi." The man was not surprised at all when he saw Jiuyan. He even greeted him calmly, as if they had a good relationship with him.
"It's you? Why?" Jiuyan felt a little sad and sighed when he heard a name he hadn't called for a long time. In his heart, Qin Yi had passed, but for this person, it seemed that he still couldn't let go.
The man was stunned when he bent down to pick up the magic flute, and then he laughed loudly and harshly. When he had laughed enough, he approached Jiuyan and said, "People always like to ask why, not everything can be explained. For example
, why can’t I be the young master? And why doesn’t the head of the family like me? Why do you have all these? And why didn’t you die with that sword?”
This series of questions had actually been asked by Qin Yi when he was a child. Looking back now, maybe everything was foreshadowed and it was just that he couldn't see clearly at the time.
"Brother Qin Yi, Xiao Mo also wants to be the young master." Qin Mo looked enviously at Qin Yi, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, with an envious expression.
Seeing that Qin Mo wanted it so much, Qin Yi had nothing to do to help him. After all, the young master was not what he wanted. "Xiao Mo, the young master is not that good. Why do you want him?"
Hearing Qin Yi's words, Qin Mo knew that he refused and couldn't help crying. While crying, he said, "When I become the young master, the master of the house will like my mother and me."
The little Qin Mo stubbornly believed that as long as he became the young master, he could stand out. He even thought that Qin Yi was favored by the family master because of his status as the young master. This idea was deeply ingrained, and Qin Yi didn't know how to persuade him. He could only
Let it develop.
"What do you know? You are so superior, how can you know the pain of a concubine? You probably haven't been back to Qin's house for a long time. Why don't we come and appreciate it?" Seeing Jiuyan in a daze, Qin Mo became more and more dissatisfied. This time, he had many ideas.
Make him cry.
Qin Mo picked up the magic flute and played it gently. The music was sometimes deep and sometimes cheerful. Those who didn't know it would think it was being played, and those who knew it would feel creepy. For example, Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye watched helplessly as a huge black coffin suddenly appeared behind Qin Mo, and it was emitting black gas. There were talismans on it, and the lines painted with cinnabar were extremely weird.
Seeing Zhang Ye's reaction, Qin Mo smiled with satisfaction. "Qin Yi, come and meet. This is yours..." Qin Mo deliberately didn't finish his sentence. He couldn't wait to see Qin Yi's reaction. This was knowing
A huge surprise for him when he is alive.
Looking at the coffin, Jiuyan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. It was not because she thought the coffin was evil, but because it felt familiar.
Jiuyan released her spiritual power and pushed open the coffin lid, slamming it onto the ground. When she saw the person lying inside, Jiuyan couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she closed her eyes in pain.
"What, are you feeling uncomfortable? This is a surprise, do you like it?" Qin Mo seemed not to have seen Jiuyan's sadness, and kept rubbing salt into his wounds. Seeing Jiuyan's sadness made him happy.
Hearing Qin Mo's words, Jiu Yan opened his eyes fiercely and punched Qin Mo in the face, "Qin Mo, you beast." Naturally, Qin Mo wouldn't let his punch go in vain, and then turned back.
Both of them hit each other in the face and beat each other hard, causing blood to flow from both of them. After all, Qin Mo was still weak, and was quickly pinned down by Jiuyan and beaten, without the ability to fight back.
"Do you know how he died?" Just before Jiuyan landed a punch on Qin Mo's face, Qin Mo suddenly said this, and Jiuyan's movements stopped.
"How did you die?" In fact, Jiuyan already had an answer in her heart, but so what, it was all for him after all.
"That boy from the Zhang family was struck alive with lightning." Jiuyan was still a little surprised when Qin Mo said it, but he didn't show it.
Seeing Jiuyan's expression, Qin Mo was disappointed and underestimated Jiuyan's cold-bloodedness. What Qin Mo didn't know was that Qin Yi might be sad or angry, but now it was Jiuyan who stood in front of him, and Zhang Ning was even more cold-blooded than Qin Mo.
Family is more important.
This is why after he escaped, he lived in Zhang Ning's face and survived for him in the world. Because if Zhang Ning hadn't destroyed the Qin family, he would have been gone long ago.
"Stop it. If you continue like this, there will be no way out." Zhang Ning shouted loudly. Although it was difficult to hear clearly from a distance, the two of them must have known each other, otherwise they would have started fighting.
"Qin Yi, you don't understand me." Qin Mo sighed. In fact, he didn't know it would turn out like this, and his original desire for revenge slowly disappeared.
I have to say that he was really envious of this child. His magic flute could destroy the mind, but there was one thing he couldn't destroy.
He could bewitch the child's father to be nice to him, but he couldn't change the love deep in his father's heart. After all, it was just a temporary bewitchment.