The back door of Yang Mansion.
Yang Gang's face was as dark as water, and his whole body suddenly exuded a gloomy aura, causing the two guards to look at each other in confusion.
they do not know.
A long-lost memory is gradually coming to Yang Gang's mind.
It was a dark old garage full of clutter. The door was locked from the outside. A crazy woman was holding a child with a high fever in her arms, giggling. She held a knife in her hand and looked at her child with a gentle expression. Then...as if he felt no pain, he used a knife to cut open the flesh and blood on his chest.
Squeeze your own blood into the child's mouth bit by bit like breastfeeding.
'Child, my good boy, if mother is not hungry, mother will feed you...'
That year, the child, who was locked in the garage with his mother, was seven years old.
Then.
The woman died and he survived.
And that picture will always be engraved in the child's young memory.
'Mother...Mother...Mother...' The faces of the two women gradually overlapped in my mind. "You are not dead. You must not be dead, right? Since there is reincarnation in this world, you must not be dead either.... I will not let you be harmed in any way again! It will definitely not be the case!"
"Master Gang?"
"Master Gang, leave quickly, don't make things difficult for us."
The guard's words were far and near, drifting into Yang Gang's ears in the wind.
"Embarrassed?"
The young man slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with scarlet bloodshot threads, as dense as spider webs.
Yes, it's really difficult.
He originally thought that he would never think about that past again in his life.
But why do you want me to think of this?
Why....
The two guards looked at each other. This man looked a little abnormal... Could it be that he had inherited some kind of mad disease like the crazy mother?
The two people's expressions couldn't help but darken. No matter what's wrong with you, if you're still so ignorant of what's good and what's good, then don't blame us for taking action!
Hum.
Anyway, when the trouble finally comes to the mistress or the dowager, there will be no one to speak for him.
The two of them held the handle of the knife at their waists in tacit agreement.
However, they didn't realize that Yang Gang seemed to be possessed by a demon, with his eyes burning like a ball of flame, staring at the necks of the two of them.
On a cold winter day, a warm wind blows from the plains.
The fire energy in Yang Gang's body converged into a scalding stream of heat, which went straight towards the Consciousness Sea Tianling. Blazing flames were generated out of thin air in the sea of consciousness, gradually forming the shape of a scorching sun.
His body, hidden under his clothes, was losing weight at a rapid rate that was visible to the naked eye.
"Canglan~" With a sound, the sword was unsheathed.
The two guards were already impatient and slashed at Yang Gang casually. Everyone in the Yang family knew that this was a useless person who had no access to spiritual practice, and they couldn't really deal with them seriously.
This knife was shot at an angle, aiming directly at Yang Gang's leg socket behind the knee, with the intention of making him kneel down on the spot and capture him, which was a bit humiliating.
'This is your own fault, you can't blame us! 'The thoughts of the two of them flashed through.
call--
The long knife was already in front of him, but he saw a pair of arms crossing the light of the knife like lightning. There were two muffled sounds, and the light of the knife suddenly stopped in mid-air. The two of them looked at Yang Gang's hands in astonishment, grabbing their own necks.
How did he do it?
Then they met Yang Gang's red eyes full of murderous intent, and their expressions changed wildly.
"Are you crazy? Let go!"
"Let go, you madman! Don't you want to kill us?"
Feeling the palms on their necks tightening little by little, the two of them felt palpitations in their hearts.
Yang Gang seemed to turn a deaf ear to their words, tightening the strength on his hands little by little. It's just...it feels like pinching two tough rubber balls that can't be broken no matter how hard you pinch them.
"Huh? No, just this little strength...qi?"
The two people who were originally very nervous felt the strength on their necks and breathed a sigh of relief, with a sneer on their faces. The rumors are indeed true, this young master Gang is completely incompetent in spiritual practice!
As the guards of the Yang Mansion, the two of them have already mastered their bones, meridians, and refined their bodies. Facing an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation, even if he stands still and lets him slash with a knife for a year, it may not cause any harm.
I don't know where this loser secretly learned some skills, but he was caught by Huan Zhen by his carelessness.
Thinking about how panicked I was just now, it was really embarrassing!
"Let go!" One of the guards sneered, waved his hand, and hit Yang Gang in the face.
A strong wind blew across my face.
Yang Gang's eyes flashed with intense blood.
That moment.
The evil army behind the two guards suddenly turned their heads and looked solemnly at Yang Gang, whose eyes were increasingly red. But the two of them didn't notice it, and they still slapped Yang Gang on the face with angry expressions.
A trace of burning heat came from his neck, and his nose seemed to smell a burning smell. The palm that was waving towards Yang Gang's cheek suddenly became weak and fell on Yang Gang's face like a lover's caress.
The two guards were stunned and held down Yang Gang's hand on their necks. The severe burning and pain made the two feel panicked like never before.
"you,,"
"No, don't... spare your life!"
Yang Gang glanced at the palm next to his face, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes. He activated the fire energy in his body and instantly burned through their throats. Then he squeezed them with both hands, like crushing two pieces of charcoal, and easily crushed their throats.
"Ke~~" "Ke, ke,,"
The two Yang Mansion guards clutched their necks and looked at Yang Gang in disbelief, while his body fell softly to the ground.
Bang!
There was a cloud of dust.
The necks of the two body-refining guards turned into two charred holes without a trace of blood, and they died in Yang Gang's hands.
"drink!"
With a bang, the two evil army soldiers turned around, aiming their halberds and steel knives at Yang Gang. An icy evil aura, like substance, enveloped his whole person in an instant.
For a moment.
The blood in Yang Gang's eyes surged.
Then he retreated slightly.
He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "This is the matter of my Yang Mansion. Are you sure you want to take care of it?" These people are the elites of the Zhou army. Each one of them is ten times more powerful than the Yang Mansion's guards.
Maybe it only takes one person to kill him.
But Yang Gang's eyes were full of blood, and he still had no intention of giving in.
Seeing this, the officers and soldiers of the Evil God Army couldn't help but look at each other. Is this man crazy or possessed? Facing twenty of their Evil God Army...you still don't have the consciousness to back down?
A warm breath came from Yang Gang, as if coming from the depths of his soul, which made them instinctively feel a little fear in their hearts.
A long while.
Yang Gang spoke again: "I just want to enter the mansion."
"This..." The leader of the bodyguards of the Evil God Army hesitated in his heart. It seems that the rumors from the outside world cannot be fully believed. This young master Gang is really well hidden! Could it be that he still has a trump card?
If the two guards committed the crime, it is entirely their own fault. And it should be regarded as a family matter of the Yang family, but after all, they killed people in front of them. As the elite of the Evil God Army to defend the Holy Capital...
Think of this.
The captain of the bodyguard of the Evil God Army couldn't help but look bitter. Is it still a matter of whether he can enter the house or not? Master, someone has already died! No matter how you put it, this incident all started because the adults came to visit.
If the blame comes down in the future, these personal guards will be blamed for bullying others and being lawless!
'Da, da, da~~~'
A dull sound of footsteps came from the back door of Yang Mansion.
"What's the matter?" A cold voice sounded.
boom!
The two ranks of the Evil God's Army stamped their feet in unison, turned around and saluted inside the door.
The face of the guard leader changed, and he turned around and said respectfully: "Sir, it was a young master from the Yang family who wanted to enter, but was stopped by the guards. As a result... he was killed by the young master."
The people inside the door wall were silent for a moment.
The dark red back door creaked, and a soldier in black armor walked out. He carried a black fine iron spear on his back and wore an evil mask on his head. His figure was wrapped in thick black armor and did not look bloated at all, but made him look very tall.
'clatter'
'clatter'
'clatter'
The evil general's every step seemed to have been measured with a ruler.
He walked to Yang Gang and stopped, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Yang Gang who seemed to be possessed. There was no emotion or anger in his expression hidden under the mask.
"I know you, Yang Gang, the second master of Yang Mansion." A voice as cold as iron was accompanied by a strong sense of oppression.
Yang Gang's heart gradually sank.
"You want to stop me too?"
The blood in Yang Gang's eyes became more and more intense. When the evil spirit army general appeared, a pressure that seemed like murderous intent and evil energy enveloped him.
"Mother, I won't let you get hurt in any way again! I won't! Even if the flames burn your heart and you are in a devil's tribulation..." Mania once again overwhelmed Yang Gang's reason.
The blood in his eyes condensed into two flames, as if they were about to burst out of his eyes.
A thought suddenly arose in my mind: 'I wonder if my soul will turn into a big sun... will it be possible to burn the entire Yang Mansion... to ashes? '
