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Chapter 220 Because, his surname is Teng (9000 words big chapter, please vote for me)

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    The Hengyue Mountains and Xuan Dao Sect were shrouded in rain and fog. Waves of lightning and thunderbolts fell from the sky, setting off pieces of rumbling thunder. The branches and leaves of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain made a crackling sound in the beating of raindrops.

    On this rainy night, a young man with white hair walked slowly in the dense forest. His feet stepped on the water-filled leaves on the ground, making bursts of rustling sounds.

    From a distance, the man looked at the Xuandao Sect's main hall on the top of Hengyue Mountain with calm eyes. After a long time, he turned around and left. This time, his target was a small mountain village hundreds of miles away.

    In the mountain villages in the middle of the night, apart from the sound of thunder and lightning, there is only the sound of rain hitting the earth. Of course, from time to time, there will also be some native dogs raised by the villagers, whimpering, as if they want to resist the day.  Intimidating.  However, what was exchanged was an even more majestic thunder.

    The whole mountain village was in darkness. The white-haired young man walked slowly on the mountain village path. Looking at the scenes of familiar and unfamiliar cottages around him, his eyes gradually no longer looked cold, but revealed a deep melancholy.  , this melancholy can be blended with ice, because it contains indelible family affection.

    "Four hundred years, in the blink of an eye, may not be a long time for cultivators, but for mortals, it is a time of great changes. Many cottages in this mountain village have often been renovated by several generations, and there have been many changes.

    This young man in white is none other than Wang Lin.

    He looked at the surrounding cottages, and his eyes stopped at one place. There, Wang Lin remembered that there used to be an old locust tree. When he was a child, he often read under this tree and often played with his friends.

    In the blink of an eye, it all disappeared.

    Wang Lin sighed softly and walked forward slowly. After a while, he stopped in a daze and looked at a familiar house in front of him. His body trembled involuntarily. From the entrance of the village to here, almost all the cottages were  It has changed, but this place is exactly the same as when he left.

    Wang Lin bit his lower lip and pushed open the courtyard door. Hearing a creaking sound, the wooden door slowly opened inward, and after he entered, it slowly closed again.

    In the courtyard, there was a wooden table under a tented raincloth, and there were some small wooden stools around it. Wang Lin silently looked at everything in front of him, tears streaming down his eyes.

    After a long time, Wang Lin came to the house, opened the door, and walked in. Everything was the same as in his memory, as if nothing had changed.

    At this moment, Wang Lin seemed to have a feeling that the scenes four hundred years ago were just like a dream. Now, he woke up from the dream. The souls of his parents were not in the Tianni Pearl. They were not dead, but  It was in their room, in this rainy night, that they fell asleep.

    However, with his current consciousness, he clearly knew that there was no one in this ancestral home without even needing to disperse.

    In the main hall of his ancestral house, Wang Lin saw two spiritual tablets. The two tablets were one above the other. The first tablet was engraved with:

    "The Spirit of Wang Tianshui and Zhou Yingsu"

    The first tablet is engraved with: "The Spirit of the Eldest Son Wang Lin"

    Under these two tablets, there is an incense burner with some unlit incense sticks on both sides.

    There was a heart-wrenching look in Wang Lin's eyes. He picked up three sticks of incense, lit them and placed them in the incense burner. He slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and murmured to himself: "Unfilial son."  Wang Lin, worship with incense today, and when you come next time, use the heads of the entire Teng family to build a Teng family head tower for your parents." A murderous aura immediately emanated from Wang Lin's body. At this moment, in the main hall,  Suddenly the coldness increased greatly, and it was several times worse than the coldness on the rainy night outside.

    After getting up, he remained silent for a while, and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, his expression changed, his body swayed, and he disappeared from the spot.

    After a while, I saw a carriage galloping down the mountain village path. In front of the carriage was an old man wearing a raincoat. This man's temples were bulging high and his eyes were shining. He was obviously from the mortal world.  A master of martial arts.

    He swung the riding crop in his hand, but with a "snap" sound, it hit the horse. The horse immediately neighed and went faster.

    The uneven ground caused the carriage to bump constantly, but the old man seemed to be stuck to the carriage and remained motionless. He only shouted from time to time: "Drive!"

    Soon, the carriage approached, and when the old man gave a soft drink, the reins were immediately tightly grasped by him. The horse neighed, raised its front hooves high, swung diagonally, and finally stopped at the door of the Wang family's ancestral house.  forward.

    The old man jumped up and got off the carriage neatly. He opened the carriage door respectfully. From the carriage, a little girl jumped out immediately. She was wearing an emerald green dress.After a deep breath, both of them were sweating profusely. One of them whispered: "The Teng family is about to end"

    "Not only the Teng family, but also the Zhao country, I'm afraid things are going to change this time" Another person murmured to himself, then he took a deep breath and looked at the headmaster of the Tiandao Sect who was looking at this place in the distance.  He said in a deep voice:

    "Send the order to recall all the disciples who are training outside. All industries related to the Teng family will be immediately stopped. Several disciples in the sect who went out to train and formed dual cultivation with Teng family women severed ties and were expelled from the house. From then on,  Everything about his Teng family has nothing to do with my Tiandao Sect!"

    After killing seven members of the Teng family, Wang Lin's eyes remained cold. To do the thing of genocide, one must be firm-minded. If he has the slightest desire to be a woman, he will definitely not be able to act decisively, and he will not be able to persist. After all, genocide is not a matter of  Everyone is determined to do it.

    Wang Lin¡¯s next target is a sect tens of thousands of miles away from here. There are many descendants of the Teng family, ninety-three in total!

    Wang Lin is not in a hurry, he wants to kill slowly, and let Teng Huayuan struggle in the sea of ??grief of losing his tribe but being unable to go out for treatment. He wants to make Teng Huayuan have the heartbreaking desire he had at the beginning.  The feeling of digging open your chest and taking out your heart to see if it breaks!¡ª¡ª

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