His fingers clicked the gun barrel, and Lu Yi watched coldly.

Bai Li's struggle, the expression of fatherly love, or the sublimation of human nature...none of them moved him.

Lu Yi has seen through the Bai family, young and old.

This group of people, tsk.

If Dayin loses them, even if things can't get better, they will definitely not get worse!

"How pitiful are the parents in the world!"

However, he could still make some sarcastic remarks, so Lu Yi raised a trace of Guixu Immortal Energy and gently spread his words throughout several nearby streets.

Bai Li's body struggled and squirmed, making unclear sounds in his throat, and black blood foam continuously seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

He struggled, struggled desperately, and then there was no movement.

He turned back to the same appearance as when he first appeared, lifeless, full of evil spirit, his eyes were gray, no longer had any spiritual light. The last bit of spiritual intelligence left in his body was wiped out, and he completely turned into an evil creature.

'Da da da'!

The three girls Qingyou rode their blood-hoofed black horses and galloped over.

Several miles behind them, three donkeys were walking slowly and leisurely towards this side.

Lu Yi looked back and shook his head.

The little girl named Donkey, the third daughter of Qingyou, is also quite arrogant.

"What the hell is this?" Qingyou had a trace of bright red hot sauce hanging from the corner of her mouth. She widened her eyes and looked at the people standing at the gate of the Bai family in surprise.

Lu Yi lowered his voice and recounted the situation of Bai Lang and others.

Qingyou was stunned. She took out the thick book from her bag and started looking through it carefully.

"Ghosts, ghosts... um, big-headed ghosts, hanged ghosts, ghosts with heels, drowned ghosts..." After flipping through dozens of pages, Qingyou frowned: "Nine-son ghost mother? Huh? The Bai family has nine sons?"

Looking down at the book and then looking up at the nine people from Bailang, Qingyou looked at Lu Yi in confusion: "But, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother doesn't seem to act like this? This, this, this..."

Qingyou's eyes were scattered and she was caught in an inexplicable mess.

All her experience in the martial arts world came from the notes written by her ancestors when they traveled around the world. Now that her old experience in the martial arts world was no longer relevant to the new situation, she was a little overwhelmed.

"Anyway, it's just a sneak attack, what are you afraid of?" Lu Yi looked at the three girls of Qingyou and consoled them, "It's nothing strange, just kill it with one sword, what are you afraid of?"

Qingning and Qingmeng wiped their mouths with handkerchiefs and nodded repeatedly.

Isn’t it?

Sword cultivator!

Sword cultivators never ask philosophical questions such as what the enemy is, where it comes from, or what it is going to do.

When facing an enemy, a swordsman can just swing his sword and kill them, and the world will be at peace!

Qingyou also exhaled heavily. She put the book away, glanced at Lu Yi's light tapping of the sword bar, and followed his example, tapping the sword sheath lightly with her tender fingers like water onions.

Limes and lemons also catch the eye.

They inexplicably felt that this action was very... very, how to put it?

prestige?

style?

It seems neither.

But, for some reason, it makes people want to learn it.

Then, the two women also put on a stern face, raised their chins slightly, and tapped the sword sheath with their fingers.

Inside the sword bag, the three Qinglin swords that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Qinglin Sword Pavilion made a buzzing sound.

The sad sound of erhu came from afar, and another son of the Bai family came out skipping and playing the erhu.

Soon, Bai Lang and the other nine young masters of the Bai family, carrying nine kinds of musical instruments, lined up in front of the gate of the Bai family. With evil smiles on their faces, they kowtowed and worshiped Bai Changkong, who was constantly spitting blood inside the gate.

"Today, the Bai family's funeral must be held in a grand manner!" Bai Lang laughed.

"We must make it so that everyone in Haojing will be shocked!" Bai Qiong laughed strangely.

"We must make sure that everyone in the world knows about it." Bai Xi smiled slyly.

"Grandpa Bai, please get on the road quickly... We still have to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion later." The nine sons of the Bai family cheered in unison.

Bai Changkong looked at his nine precious sons sternly. He said quietly, "Okay, why don't you come out?"

Bai Lang smiled and twirled the rattle, saying faintly, "Who's coming out? Who's coming out? Oh, there are outsiders here. Let's get rid of these outsiders first... Oh, no, Lu Yu can't be considered an outsider, hehe!"

There was clearly a woman's laughter coming from Bai Lang's chest.

He turned his head suddenly, and with a "click", the cervical vertebrae of his neck made a harsh friction sound, and his dead fish eyes stared at Lu Yi.

The next moment, Bai Lang created a violent gust of wind and rushed straight towards Lu Yi.

Lu Yi shouted, and the dark cloud beast under his mount suddenly accelerated, with wisps of smoke entwined around it, the sound of hooves as dense as thunder, and it rushed out with a roar.
He pointed the spear in his hand and a cold light burst out.

Bai Lang let out a strange cry, and the rattle in his hand emitted a blood-red ripple, which hit the tip of the spear heavily.

The speed of the Dark Cloud Beast was too fast, and Lu Yi pushed his arm forward. The spear split into two points of cold light, avoiding the small rattle, and hit Bai Lang's chest with a "ding" sound.

Bai Lang's body was like a fully inflated pig bladder. Lu Yi pointed his spear at his chest, but before the force was fully exerted, he bounced back.

He was in mid-air, grinning at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi sneered, and a wisp of Guixu Immortal Yuan blasted into the spear. Then a violent beast roar was heard, and wisps of black smoke rushed out from the tip to the tail of the spear. Black spear beams as thick as arms shot out. The spear beams were more than thirty feet long, and shot into the air for several miles with a terrible sound of tearing air.

The street in front of the Bai family's gate was swept by the gunfire. Wherever it passed, huge stone slabs were cut into pieces, and straight ditches as wide as one foot and several feet deep were forcibly opened.

Bai Lang's body was pierced by more than a dozen spear beams, with a continuous "puff" sound. Broken pieces of flesh and bones kept spurting out of his body along with the spear beams, and were blown into ashes on the spot by the spear beams.

The dark cloud beast rushed forward for more than ten feet before being stopped by Lu Yi.

Lu Yi put away his gun. The street in front of him was filled with smoke and dust. Countless broken stone fragments fell from the sky with a "clatter". Bai Lang, with more than a dozen transparent holes piercing his body, flew backwards more than a hundred feet and crashed heavily into the gate of the Bai family.

Bai Changkong looked at Bai Lang who fell to the ground with an expressionless face.

Bai Lang's lips moved and he kept making low gasping sounds.

The wounds on his body were wriggling, and a bloody glow was constantly pouring out of his body, colliding violently with the evil spirit remaining in his body from the spear, making a loud "hissing" sound.

There was no trace of blood from his wound, only countless granulations wriggling.

Gradually, wisps of black evil spirit gushed out from his wounds. Bai Lang's wounds healed bit by bit. His movements were stiff, like a puppet controlled by someone. His joints moved one by one, and he stood up from the ground little by little in an extremely strange posture.

"Good gun!" Bai Lang looked at Lu Yi, and the voice that came out of his mouth at this moment was Bai Lu's.

"Indeed." Lu Yi raised the spear in his hand and looked at Bai Lang with a smile: "You made your own father and a group of uncles look like this. What exactly do you want to do?"

In the street in front of the Bai family's gate, there were faint blood-colored smoke coming out from many small alleys on both sides. Along with the drifting smoke, dozens of women in red skirts surrounded a phoenix chariot and floated out from a small alley.

Lu Yi widened his eyes and glanced at the phoenix chariot.

It’s true, this is indeed the phoenix chariot that only the Queen and Queen Mother of Dayin are qualified to ride!

God knows where these guys got this treasure from?

However, judging from the style of this phoenix chariot and the paint color painted on it, it seems to be quite old!

Bai Lu, wearing a red dress, with her long hair loose and her belly bulging, was leaning on the phoenix chariot in an extremely lazy posture, staring straight at Lu Yi with a pair of eyes that had turned completely blood red.

"What am I going to do?"

Bai Lu giggled. When she was little, the corners of her mouth were torn to below her earlobe, revealing her sparkling white teeth.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, so I won't bother to tell you anymore. Hehehe!"

The blood-red smoke spread rapidly in all directions. It was already night, and there was a fairly bright moon in the sky, but the blood-red smoke obscured the moon, and all that could be seen in the nearby neighborhoods of several miles in size was a sea of ​​blood.

In the blood mist, Duan Fangyu was shaking a folding fan, his body covered with black scales, and he walked out slowly in the blood mist with a group of hundreds of black-scale monsters.

"Father, and all the uncles." Bai Lu chuckled: "How much effort did I put into turning you into this?"

"A few days ago, so many people were killed in the city of Haojing, so many officials and noble families, their blood, their luck, all poured into you."

"I even went to Anping Pass on purpose and finally found you in the deep mountains and forests."

Bai Lu smiled faintly, "I spent a lot of effort to make you like this. Carefree, fearless, so innocent, naive and interesting... hehe."

"Also, you have become immortal."

Bai Lu seemed to be asking Bai Changkong, but in fact her eyes were fixed on Lu Yi: "Am I really good to my elders?"

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Lu.

"A few days ago, Gaojing was haunted. You killed so many people. Was it just for this?"

Bai Lu nodded hurriedly: "Isn't it? Aren't you also struggling in the world of great contention, fighting for luck, and recasting the spirit of heaven and earth? This luck, whether you fight for it or not..."

Shaking his head, Bai Lu said sarcastically: "I only know that luck is like leeks. If you want it, just cut it."

"A few days ago, 77 families of officials were exterminated in Gaojing City, and 35 families of nobles were slaughtered. Hundreds of other officials, nobles, and their direct and collateral relatives suffered heavy casualties."

"These people are all lucky."

"I used mystical techniques to drain their blood, imprison their spirits, and take away their luck... I injected the energy, spirit, and luck of tens of thousands of people into my father and eight uncles."

Bai Lu pointed at Bai Lang and others with a smile.

"Look, they are very interesting now, aren't they?"

Blood mist rose around her body, and some small items such as hairpins, sachets, rings, earrings, bracelets, hydrangeas, handkerchiefs, etc. appeared out of thin air and slowly rotated around Bai Lu.

The terrifying evil power mixed with the biting cold surged and instantly swept across an area of ​​several miles.

Blood-colored snowflakes are falling from the sky.

The sky and the earth were blood red. Bai Lu slowly stood up and gently stroked her bulging belly.

"Today is a good day, Grandpa, I am here to pick you up and pick up all the brothers and sisters."