super fantasy life

Chapter 296
"Tell me, did you kill Da Shan and Mrs. Fen?"

Zi Li grabbed Zi Xi's collar and questioned him.

"No, no, no, how could I kill grandpa, grandpa and grandpa, grandma?"

Zi Xi was so frightened that he could speak incoherently and trembled all over.

"Miao, close the door, mother will settle the blood debt today!"

Zi Xi threw Zi Xi in front of the spiritual seat, and drew the soft sword from his waist.

"Gu, aunt, aunt, home, home, the owner of the house, I will let you be, be, be, you, you, you, spare my life, life, life..."

Zi Xi was shivering like chaff, and peed in the crotch of his clothes.

"Xizizi, did you kill your grandfather and grandmother? Did you steal that half of the painting in your grandfather's study? You tell me honestly, maybe I can save your life! Otherwise, I will make your joy immediately turn into sorrow." Qi!"

Zi Xi's soft sword slashed across Zi Xi's face.

"Auntie, auntie, I confess, I confess. Grandma was killed by a trap set up by my grandfather when she helped me get the half of the painting. Grandpa was indeed killed by me. Aunt, nephew deserves death, nephew is guilty I deserve death. But you see, because I am your nephew, spare my life, spare my life. Auntie, I am still young and have not lived enough. Grandpa and grandma are already at this age anyway, and they will die sooner or later , please forgive me, please forgive me, aunt!"

Zi Xi kept begging Zi Li.

"Where is that half of the painting now?"

What Zili really cared about was the half picture of the rivers and mountains in Kunjie, and he didn't care too much about the death of Zixi and the old lady.

"Auntie, that half of the painting is really, is, is, in the hands of Mytharis."

What Zi Xi wanted to say was that the real half picture of Kunjie Rivers and Mountains was in the hands of Mylabris, and Mo Jin had told him that the half picture he stole to Mo Jin was fake.

"What's the matter with that little Sezi?"

Zi Li heard from Mo Jin that Zi Xi stole the half of the painting and gave it to Se.

"It was that little Sezi who gave the real half of the painting to Mylabris."

Zi Xi made it clear this time.

"What's true or false? Are you sure that half of the painting is in Mylabris now?"

Zili didn't know that this was Mo Jin's strategy, and by planting the blame, let Zili and Zeng Diao deal with the spotted beetle first.

"Auntie, I swear to God, the real half of the painting is right here with the mylabris."

Zi Xi believed that Mo Jin would not lie to him.

"How do you know about your cousin's father?"

Zili hates this matter the most, she thinks it is the most shameful thing in her life, especially when Mo Jin has told her about his dirty deeds many times in a tone of sympathy. completely erased from memory.

"Auntie, don't worry, I won't tell others about you and my cousin, and about you killing our second nature."

All these, Zi Xi listened to what Mo Jin said.

In order to achieve the purpose of killing people with a borrowed knife, Mo Jin intentionally told Zixi about Zili and Zeng Diao's mother and daughter.

"What else do you know about me and Mink?"

Zi Xi didn't understand how Zi Xi knew so much.

"Auntie, I know everything you and your cousin have done, and I also know the special hobby of the two of you in that area. Hehe, I understand, I understand everything. I can help you in the future, and I can also play with you , play together, hehe."

Zi Xi was still thinking about that aspect of play when he was about to die.

"Let's play with you big pig head, go to hell!"

With a wave of Zixi's soft sword, Zi Xi's head fell to the ground.

"Eldest brother, you lied to..."

Zi Xi's head had already fallen to the ground, and he was still yelling at Mo Jin, only then did he realize that he was being used by Mo Jin.

Mo Jue told him that as long as he showed that he knew everything about Zili and Zeng Diao's mother and daughter, they would respect him and dare not do anything to him.

"Xi Li, do you dare to kill your own nephew in front of the mourning hall of the two old men?"

"You have been expelled from Zi's family, you are not worthy of the surname Zi!"

"You idiot are so rampant, you dare to kill in the mourning hall!"

"You killed the second temper too? Do you still have humanity? Kill your two nephews!"

People in Zi's family blamed Zili one after another.

"You idiot, I'll fight you!"

Zixi's mother picked up the candlestick in front of the coffin and threw it at Zixi.

"You go with your son!"

Zixi used his soft sword to push aside the candlestick that was smashing towards him, and when he stretched out his hand, he aimed his sword at Zixi's mother's neck.

Poor Zixi's mother didn't even snort, her head fell to the side of Zixi's head, both heads opened their eyes in full circle, and they died with regret.

"Little Yaomei, pay back the lives of my wife and son!"

When Zi Xi's own father saw his wife and son being killed by his own sister, he was furious. He called Zi Li by his nickname when he was a child, picked up a stool and rushed over.

"How dare you, a drunkard, fight me? Let the three of you go together!"

Zili stretched out his hand to grab the stool and pushed Zixi's father to the ground.

Zi Xi used the broken stool as a weapon, and with a force, the legs of the stool pierced into Zi Xi's father's chest.

Blood spurted from Zixi's father's chest in an instant, and he was stabbed to death by his own sister.

"Everyone stand up and demand the blood debt of our Zi family from this vicious mother and daughter!"

Zili's eldest brother, that is, the sissy and bisexual father, couldn't bear it anymore, and called on the members of the Zi family to besiege Zili and Zeng Diao.

"Kill their mother and daughter!"

"Kill their mother and daughter, and pay homage to the old Patriarch!"

Hundreds of members of the Zi family were very angry, and in front of the mourning hall in the main hall of the Zi family's mansion, they attacked Zi Li and Zeng Diao's mother and daughter with one voice.

"Diao, there is no need to show mercy, you and I will attack from both sides, and we will all die!"

While shouting, Zili fired several poisonous lotus needles in succession.

"Mother, the gate has been locked, they can't even try to escape, they will all die!"

Zeng Diao jumped up while replying, stepped on the heads of the Zi family members, and rushed all the way from the gate into the hall. Wherever they stepped, the Zi family members fell to the ground and died.

"Heaven, earth, what evil has happened to Zi's family? The prosperity of generations has been wiped out by his own daughter!"

In the end, only the old butler, Zixi, was left kneeling on the ground, screaming, in great grief.

"Old man, what does it matter to you? Go to hell!"

Zeng Diao raised his foot and cut the old housekeeper's throat with the copper blade on his shoe to death.

"Diao, you shouldn't kill him, he knows many secrets of the Zi family."

It was too late for Zili to stop it.

"Mother, the Zi family no longer exists, so what's the point of those secrets?"

Zeng Diao didn't care, and rubbed his feet against the old man's body a few times to wipe off the blood on the shoes.

"Your grandfather has a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. Should he know where to hide them?"

Zili cared about property at this time.

"Now that the entire Zi family belongs to us, why are we afraid we won't find the baby?"

Although Zeng Diao was young, he was even more cruel than Zili.

"Diao, let's find the valuable property first, and transport it to the Nanshan Villa. Then set fire to the mansion, and let the Zi family be cremated together. It can be considered that I once had the surname Zi, and give them a favor!"

Zili said as she walked into the inner house, looking for the property she wanted.

"Mom, we still need to find that half of the painting!"

Zeng Diao reminded.

"Of course, that half of the painting is the real treasure. I have devoted my youth and love to it, and I must get it back!"

Zi Li turned around and returned, the expression on his face was even more ferocious than when he killed the Zi family members just now.

"Mother, that half of the painting fell into the hands of Mytharis, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get it back?"

Although Zeng Diao had never met the mylabris before to make a move, he usually heard a lot about the cantharidin's actions, so he was somewhat afraid.

"Regardless of the emperor and my father, whoever takes my painting must die!"

Zili walked out of Zi's mansion aggressively, and rushed to Tianfeng Terrace.

(End of this chapter)