The meeting hall of Nie's house was almost full.

Among the more than ten people seated, except for the six elders of the Nie family, the others were all guests from the Yun family.

There are two major spiritual families in Canglang City.

One is the Nie family and the other is the Yun family.

The Yun family is a branch of the royal family of the Yun Kingdom, but the Nie family is not without roots. Behind it is the "Chi Yang Ling Sect", one of the six major spiritual sects of the Yun Kingdom.

Therefore, although the two families have been fighting openly and secretly in the city for many years, they are both concerned about each other's background and have always maintained superficial harmony.

"Go and see, why haven't they been brought over yet?"

The old man in black who spoke was none other than Nie Hai, the eldest elder of the Nie family. He frowned, his pale face full of displeasure.

"No rush, no rush, I..." A middle-aged man waved his hand with a smile. He was Yun Feiliu, the third elder of the Yun family.

"call!"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flew in from outside the hall and hit the ground heavily. It turned out to be a bloody head.

On his pale face, there still seemed to be lingering horror and disbelief that could not be dissipated.

"Nie Zuo!"

"Zor!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and figures stood up one after another.

That was actually the head of Nie Zuo, the only grandson of the great elder.

"Who? Who did it!" Nie Hai's eyes were red, and he clapped the case in shock and anger. Not only did his lips tremble, but his vision went black. It was just that his grandson was killed, and his head was cut off. How cruel.

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"Of course I did it."

A faint voice sounded outside the hall, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Immediately, a figure walked into the hall.

Don't be slow, don't be slow, act as if there is no one around.

He was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate face, and his clothes were as white as snow. There were faint traces of blood on the corners of his lips and even on his clothes.

"Nie Huan?"

Many Nie family elders exclaimed and looked at each other in astonishment.

Nie Huan's face was calm, and his eyes swept over everyone in the Nie family in the hall, his eyes as cold as ice.

In this life, he only knows how to cultivate and is not familiar with worldly affairs, let alone the sinister nature of people's hearts.

In his eyes before, the Nie family elders here were all kind, kind, amiable and respectable elders, but he didn't know that all this was just because his father, Nie Jiang, was the head of the Nie family.

But after his parents died half a year ago, his situation took a turn for the worse.

First, Nie Feng, from the side branch, replaced him as the legitimate son of the head of the family, entered the Nie family forcefully, occupied the magpie's nest, and became the new head of the Nie family.

At that time, he didn't care about it and even thought it was natural.

Because Nie Feng has reached the third level of psychic cultivation and is the strongest member of the Nie family today, he is indeed more suitable to be the head of the family than him.

Immediately afterwards, his residence was moved to a simple room on the edge of the Nie family settlement. He still didn't pay attention, but turned his grief into strength and continued to train hard, hoping to join the Chiyang Lingzong.

He very naively believed that if he could become a disciple of the Chi Yang Ling Sect, continue to improve his cultivation, enter the psychic realm, and one day surpass Nie Feng, or even become stronger, he would be able to make the Nie family even more glorious.

Until two days ago, his dream was completely shattered.

And on the day the Lingzang was broken, he was deposed as the young head of the family. But even then, he didn't want to think bad things about the people in front of him. He just wanted to die and follow his parents underground.

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Therefore, he bought a bottle of "Qianji Jade Dew" with the few coins he had, and then drank it all.

Looking back now, how ridiculous was he at that time?

No, a person who is simple and kind is not ridiculous! These people are too hateful! All the Nie elders here have received favors from his parents, but in the past six months, no one has defended him.

Before his memory came back to life, he was in such a miserable situation. These people were either murderers or accomplices.

Nie Huan licked the corners of his lips, his eyes becoming colder.

"Nie Huan, your spiritual treasure is damaged and your cultivation is completely lost. How can you kill Nie Zuo who is at the sixth level of Qi Gathering?"

An old man in green shouted angrily, "Tell me! Who is the real murderer?"

Nie Zuo's head was obviously thrown in by Nie Huan.

But now that he is a cripple, even a first-level Qi Gathering monk can kill him, so how can he be Nie Zuo's opponent?

The real culprit must be someone else!

"Nie Shen, take down this evil obstacle and interrogate the murderer of my grandson!" Nie Hai's eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut Nie Huan into pieces, but he suppressed the urge to kill him and shouted loudly.

drink.

"You evildoer, why don't you kneel down to me!"

When Nie Shen heard this, the ferocious color flashed in his eyes.

The moment he finished speaking, he was like a beast breaking free from its cage, his body rose up, and he grabbed Nie Huan's shoulder.

The five fingers are like hooks, the momentum is fierce, and there is a hissing sound.

Nie Shen was at the eighth level of Qi Gathering. He had never used even 10% of his strength, and it was not something that the disabled Nie Huan could bear.

Once the claws are in place, Nie Huan's shoulder bones will definitely shatter.

However, no one in this hall said a word to stop, they all looked at him coldly. Even Yun Feiliu and other members of the Yun family had a silent look on their faces. Anyway, as long as the son-in-law who was about to come to the house didn't die, it would be fine.

"boom!"

A low muffled sound suddenly erupted.

But when everyone heard this sound, it was like thunder on the ground.

Both the Nie family and everyone in the Yun family were stunned.

The moment Nie Shen's claws were about to grasp the spot, Nie Huan reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him over.

Then, under Nie Shen's horrified gaze, Nie Huan's other hand fell on his head.

The whole process took place without even a breath.

Moreover, it was done quickly and without any sloppiness.

Not to mention Nie Shen's counterattack or dodge, he didn't even have time to hum before he collapsed to the ground as Nie Huan let go.

There was bleeding from all the orifices and there was no sound.

Looking at Nie Shen who was motionless on the ground, everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

The conference hall also fell into a deathly silence.

Nie Shen, who was at the eighth level of Qi Gathering, was actually slapped to death by Nie Huan, a useless person with a damaged spiritual treasure?

No, it is impossible for Nie Huan to be useless like this!

Not only is he not a loser...

His cultivation level has probably reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to kill Nie Shen so easily.

It can be seen that he did not lie just now.

He was the one who killed Nie Zuo!

However, this is too incredible!

It was an ironclad fact that Nie Huan's Lingzang was damaged two days ago. Why does he still have such strength today?

Everyone was a little confused.

They even wondered for a while whether they were dazzled just now?

But even if they scratched their eyelids, Nie Shen's body kept reminding them that what they saw before them was also the ironclad fact.

"Nie Huan, you..."

"Damn it!"

Nie Hai's face was livid, his whole body was full of murderous intent, and his voice was like the dark wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, jumped to a height of about ten feet, and swooped down towards Nie Huan like an eagle hunting prey.
Chapter completed!