239: C239 Grandpa's Crisis

C239 Grandpa's Crisis

Article 239. Grandpa's crisis2

Thinking of this, Qin Huan's heart pounded violently. He thought to himself, Could it be that Qin Sheng, waste, also obtained some great opportunity in Demon Dragon Mining Area?"

"I want to kill this kid and take away his great opportunity. I don't deserve to have the chance to become the son of the heavens!"

A hint of greed flashed across Qin Huan's face, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Even if Qin Huan couldn't obtain the great opportunity that could defy the heavens and change his fate, he would still destroy it with his own hands. Their branch family had been useless for too long. Their direct bloodline was no longer qualified to control the entire Qin Family.

The Qin Family had fallen to this stage. Even the branch family wanted to kill Qin Sheng, and they were fighting amongst themselves!

Thinking of this, Qin Huan no longer hesitated. He said in a deep voice, The Qin Family has already declined to this extent. Even the branch family wants to kill Qin Sheng. " ghost five, take him down! If this kid resists, kill him!"

Swoosh!

As soon as his voice was heard, a ghost-like black robe, Fighter, appeared in front of Qin Huan. His body was wrapped in black Qi, and he carried a decaying aura. Both of his eyes were glowing with a green light. His voice was gloomy. As long as one's eyes met his, it would send chills down one's spine.

When ghost five was young, his one-arm was crippled by his enemies, and he was infected with the voodoo toxin. The flesh and blood of his crippled arm was peeled off, and only bones were left. Especially the black cold glare on his finger, it was obvious that it was poisonous.

"Young Master Qin Sheng, I advise you to surrender. If I make a move, it won't be an ordinary physical pain. " ghost five's voice was cold as he glanced at Qin Sheng. He felt that this so-called future successor of the Qin Family was definitely not an ordinary Invigorated Meridian Stage.

Could a person who could continuously request the three slaps be an ordinary Fighter?

Although ghost five was conceited, he was definitely not an idiot.

"Once my Phantom Hand is taken out, if my luck is bad and Young Master Qin Sheng is poisoned, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal won't be able to beg you for help. I'm destined to die young!"

Ghost five slightly raised his bone like Phantom Hand. Within the black fog, a faint flame was faintly lit.

"Is that a heteropyrexia?"

Many of the surrounding Qin Family disciples were shocked. The legendary heteropyrexia could burn everything. If it was a alchemist, that was the pill fire.

With such a terrifying flame, how could he be trapped within such a tiny Qin Family?

Qin Sheng lifted his head and looked at the faintly lit flame in ghost five's hand. His pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly put it back down. It was not a heteropyrexia, it was just a few wisps of faint poison flame.

"I am the successor to the Qin Family. As a guest elder of the Qin Family, have you thought about the consequences of attacking me?"

Qin Sheng's eyes slightly narrowed as he spoke unhurriedly, as if he did not put ghost five's threat in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, ghost five's cold and ugly face immediately revealed a murderous aura. He said with a sinister smile. "Haha, Young Master Qin Sheng, why do I feel like you are still living in a dream? Do you think your family is still the same as your father?"

"You, Grandpa, are about to go on your way. If you know what's good for you, just surrender. Kneel down and beg Young Master Huan. Perhaps, you will be able to move Young Master Huan's kindness and spare your dog life!"

Ghost five said via divine sense. His face had already rotted away after being poisoned by the decaying corpse for a long period of time. He looked extremely ferocious.

"What did you say? Something happened to me, Grandpa?"

Qin Sheng's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning. The moment he stepped into the Qin Family, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He was also worried about Grandpa. Did something happen? He didn't expect ghost five to send him a message via divine sense. He, Grandpa, was about to go on his way.

Ghost five didn't pay any attention to him. With the cold glare in his hand, he lunged at Qin Sheng. Waves of black fogs wrapped around his body, and the Phantom Hand that was burning with poisonous flames silently rested on Qin Sheng's shoulder. There was also a rotten smell that had been corroded by the voodoo poison for a long time. It really made one vomit!

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