Chapter 7 The flames burn the heart, and the body falls into evil calamity

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 filled with clutter. The door was locked from the outside. A crazy woman held a child with a high fever in her arms, giggling. She held a knife in her hand, gently

He looked at his child. Then, as if he felt no pain, he cut open the flesh and blood on his chest with a knife.

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, but he survived.

And that picture will forever be engraved in the child's young memory.

The two women's faces, 'Mother, Mother, Mother', 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 do it again.

No one will be harmed in the slightest! It will definitely not happen!"

"Master Gang?"

"Master Gang, leave quickly, don't make things difficult for us."

The guard's words sounded 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 expressions of the two of them couldn't help but darken. No matter what's wrong with you, if you are so ignorant of what is good and what is good, then don't blame us for taking action!

Hum 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.

But they didn't realize that Yang Gang seemed to be possessed by a demon, his eyes were like a ball of flame burning, and he was 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 sea of ​​consciousness and Tianling. The flames in the sea of ​​consciousness were generated out of thin air, gradually forming the shape of a scorching sun.

His body, hidden under his clothes, was losing weight rapidly visible to the naked eye.

With a sound of "Canglan~", 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 contact with spiritual practice, and they could not seriously deal with him.

This knife was shot at an angle, aiming directly at Yang Gang's leg socket behind his knees, with the intention of making him kneel down on the spot and capture him, which was somewhat humiliating.

‘It’s your fault, you can’t blame us!’ Their thoughts flashed through their minds.

call--

The long knife was already in front of him, but he saw a pair of arms passing through 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, and they were holding on to their own.

neck.

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, and tightened the strength of his hands little by little. However, it felt like he was holding two tough rubber balls that could not be broken.

"Huh? No, just this little strength?"

The two people who were originally very nervous felt the strength on their necks, and they breathed a sigh of relief, and a sneer appeared on their faces. The rumors were indeed true, this young master Gang had no knowledge of spiritual practice at all!

As the guards of the Yang Mansion, the two of them have already mastered their bones, meridians, and body training. Facing an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation, even if they stand still and let him slash with a knife for a year, they may not be able to cause any harm.

.

I don't know where this loser secretly learned some skills, but he was caught by the real thing due to his carelessness.

Thinking about how panicked I was just now, it’s 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. However, the two of them did not 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 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 sensation 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 flashed in his eyes. He activated the fire in his body, burning through their throats in an instant. Then he squeezed his hands, like crushing two pieces of charcoal, easily crushing their throats.

Throat.

"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!

A cloud of dust flew up.

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 forces turned around in unison, aiming their halberds and steel knives at Yang Gang. A cold evil aura, like a real substance, instantly enveloped his entire body.

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 take his own life.

But Yang Gang's eyes were filled with blood and he still had no intention of giving in.

When the officers and soldiers of the Evil God Army saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other. Is this man crazy or possessed? Faced with them, twenty of the Evil God Army didn't even have the consciousness to retreat?

A warm breath came from Yang Gang, as if coming from the depths of his soul, which actually made them instinctively feel a little fear in their hearts.

Half a moment.

Yang Gang spoke again: "I just want to enter the house."

The leader of the bodyguards of the Evil God Army headed by "this" was a little hesitant. 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?

The two guards committed the crime, and it was 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 Sheshen Army guarding the Holy Capital...

Think of this.

The captain of the evil army's personal guard couldn't help but look bitter. Is it still a matter of whether to enter the house or not? Master, someone has already died! No matter how you put it, it all started because the adults of their family 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.
To be continued...