Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

Lin Qin's face was as calm as water, and he said slowly:

"For an ascetic, mastering a foreign language is not difficult."

But at the beginning, the mouth shapes and other expressions were a bit jerky, but later on, the tongue was smooth, as if this foreign language was his mother tongue, and there was no hesitation at all.

And before coming here, Lin Qin deliberately found Yi Guo's dictionary, scanned it with his divine sense, and it was imprinted in his mind like a photograph.

After finishing speaking, Lin Qin turned his head and looked at the black-clothed strong men who were big but ordinary people in front of him, their eyes were like torches, and their eyes were as sharp as knives:

"Is the Xueci family at this level? To send such a kitten and puppy to greet me, isn't it too small for me, Immortal Master Lin?"

Stared at by Lin Qin, the faces of these big men changed drastically, like little sheep who were surprised, and moved backwards.

However, Lin Qin did not show mercy to these people because of their cowardice.

To actually choose to be the lackey of the Xueci family, one must anticipate the day that one will be beheaded.

I saw him flicking his sleeves, his fingertips were shining brightly, he squeezed a formula instantly, and dozens of winds suddenly came out in vain.

As soon as they met each other, the force of the wind chopped up the black-clothed strong man in front of him like a carrot, leaving his body in a different place.

Now that Lin Qin's cultivation is already at the peak of Wu Wang, the mere wind energy spell is like playing tricks to him.

The strength and sharpness of the wind he condensed with spiritual energy can cut iron like mud. These ordinary people's bodies have almost no chance of surviving in front of the wind blade.

These bodyguards of the Xueci family who carried guns with them were sent to Huangquan Road by Lin Qin without even a chance to make a move.

"Owner!"

Seeing this, even a person like Xuemei, who is used to seeing big scenes, changed slightly.

Although he knew that he had no right to interfere with Lin Qin's actions, such a big fight would cause them to arouse public anger in the Yi country, and they would fall into a situation where they were attacked from both sides.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Lin Qin's expression remained calm. As a cultivator, in his eyes, no matter whether it was an animal or a human being, they were nothing.

Moreover, in the country of Yi, there was already a history of blood feud with Da Xia, Lin Qin completely let himself break free, showing the indifference of a cultivator to the fullest.

In Daxia, he definitely wouldn't kill ordinary people casually.

"Don't panic."

Lin Qin signaled Xuemei not to panic, and said lightly:

"Since we got off the plane, it proves that the Xueci family has perfectly controlled our trajectory, and the ghost in the shrine also sensed that his clone was captured."

"So, we don't have to hide it at all, we go directly to the Xueci family, first catch your grandfather, and then we will be able to see clearly the reality of Amaterasu Omisami."

While talking, Lin Qin waved a few fireballs.

The temperature of the fireball was so high that when it touched the corpse on the ground, it would be burned up immediately.

However, the blood on the ground was not completely burned away, leaving pools of huge black spots, and the picture looked like a slaughterhouse on fire.

"Let's go, you drive."

With his hands behind his back, Lin Qin walked towards the black Land Rover that Xue Fuming and the others drove.

Xuemei followed behind in panic. If she had only revered Lin Qin before, now she has become incomparably awe-inspiring. Even the slightest thought in her heart has been erased, and she no longer wants to think about it.

"Okay, master."

Driving a vehicle is also a training subject for Xuemei's heir, so driving is not a problem for her.

Just as Lin Qin and Xuemei were driving there, the Supreme Power Court of the Xueci family was gathering many high-level officials, discussing fiercely.

"That's great, I didn't expect this traitor to throw himself into the trap?"

"That's right, Gang Xuefuming has sent the news from the airport that Xuemei is about to leave the airport, and he led his people to surround him there, preparing to arrest the traitor."

The subordinates on the left and right were all very excited, and they were busy reporting to the old man in the center of the courtyard.

This is an old man who is approaching a hundred years old, with a thin scalp and wrinkled face, as if he is about to go west at any time.

But he sat there, so that no one in the whole courtyard spoke loudly, especially the eyes that the old man sometimes opened, which were deep and sharp, no matter who looked at each other, they would be terrified.

This is the real power behind the scenes of the Xueci family, Xue Wanxiong, Xuemei's grandfather.

Beside the old man, there was a middle-aged man wearing a samurai uniform, with a face chiseled out by a knife and an axe, showing no anger and prestige.

An old-looking samurai sword lay across his waist, looking a bit down and out.

But the people present, looking at him, showed no less fear than Xue Wanxiong.

Because he is one of the three famous sword masters in Yi country, Master Dongchuan.

In the early days, the Xueci family relied on him to gain a firm foothold in Kyushu Island, otherwise they would have been annexed by the forces in the island long ago.

"Xue Fuming did a good job. Pass me an order to bring this traitor back."

Xue Wanxiong slowly opened his eyes, and said coldly.

"Understood, I will personally go over to supervise and ensure that the orders of the Patriarch are fulfilled."

A fat middle-aged man in the courtyard grinned and volunteered to say.

"and many more."

Just when the fat man was about to retreat, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

It was Master Dongchuan, his eyes were like swordsmanship: "Did the news that came back mention that Xuemei brought anyone with her?"

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while and said:

"It seems that he came here with a young man from Daxia. He looks handsome and may be Xuemei's boyfriend."

"Huh? What's the matter? Master Dongchuan." Xue Wanxiong asked in confusion.

"The news just came from the Amaterasu God Hall that the master's avatar should be destroyed by a Daxia martial artist. Since Xuemei dared to come back alone, she must have come back with this person, but?"

Speaking of this, Master Dongchuan frowned tightly, puzzled and said:

"How can he be a young man? To have such strength, he must be over fifty years old. A young man, even if he is very talented, is not much stronger. After all, cultivation requires a lot of time to accumulate. Could it be that I Guess wrong?"

"Oh, so it's for this."

Xue Wanxiong smiled lightly and said: "That's simple, when Xue Fuming and the others capture these two people, you can interrogate them yourself, won't everything be clear?"

During the words, he still had confidence in Xue Fuming. Although this guy is not a great talent, it is still no problem to catch someone.

Moreover, the bodyguards he brought over were not only skilled, but also armed with firearms. Even the warriors who came to Daxia, they would not be able to compete against the heavily armed gunmen.

He was talking happily when suddenly there was a loud noise like thunder and explosion outside the courtyard.