The Ultimate Martial Instructor

"Drink!"

Qin long stepped on the ground with both feet. His feet sank into the mud, and his strength gathered on his hands. Then he pushed hard to the gate.

At this moment, the door slowly opened reluctantly. Qin long felt numb in both arms. At this moment, Qin long could easily lift a car with the strength of his hands, but it took almost all his strength to push the two doors open. We can imagine how heavy the door is.

As soon as the door was opened, the swordsmen outside immediately noticed Qin long and quickly gathered around them. Their mother also pulled them aside and looked at them from a distance.

"Qin Changfeng?" Someone in the crowd soon recognized Qin Changfeng.

"Go and tell the owner to come."

Soon one of them ran back in three steps, and the rest of them still didn't relax their vigilance, as if Qin Changfeng was also the enemy of the Dao family.

Qin long glanced around, and found that the Dao family was indeed an ancient martial family. Everyone was full of powerful martial spirit, and the strength of the younger generation was not weak, even compared with the Qin family.

Ling Bo stood quietly, silent. The eyes of the Dao family almost focused on Qin Changfeng, and no one could recognize him.

However, what Qin Changfeng was holding in his arms made them very confused. Some people seemed to recognize that it was Dao aogai's quilt, but they didn't say anything.

Before long, another group of elderly people came over in a hurry. When they saw Qin Changfeng, their eyes were almost filled with anger.

"Qin Changfeng, do you still have the face to come to my Dao house?" An old man with white hair pointed at Qin Changfeng.

Dao Rong, Dao Ao's brother, is now the head of Dao family.

Qin Changfeng looked at Dao Rong with no expression on his face and said, "I'm not here to make trouble with you. I just want to worship Bai Ling."

"In a dream, if it wasn't for you, Bai Ling would not have died in vain. Do you have the face to worship her?" Dao Rong scolded coldly.

Qin Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and his face remained expressionless. He said, "Bai Ling is a member of the Qin family. After her death, I failed to take her back to the Qin family for burial. It's useless for Qin Changfeng. But if you stop me from worshiping her, don't blame me for being merciless."

With that, Qin Changfeng's eyes were cold, and he looked coldly at the swordsman.

Qin long has always wondered why his mother was not buried in the Qin family, but in the Dao family.

"Joke, in my Dao family, I can tolerate you to be rampant. Qin Changfeng, let alone you, even if you bring the whole Qin family, my Dao family is not afraid." Dao Rong body next to a middle-aged man yelled, he is Dao Rong's eldest son, Dao Tu people, and Dao madman are cousins.

Qin Changfeng didn't say a word. He just put down his quilt and opened it. Dao Ao was calm and didn't feel any pain.

"Uncle!"

"Old master!"

When Dao's family saw Dao Ao's body, they all looked excited, and Dao Rong's face became ugly.

"Qin Changfeng, you brute, killed my uncle?" Dao Tu yells angrily. He grabs the sword from one of them and wants to rush forward. However, Dao Rong reaches out his hand to stop him.

Qin Changfeng looked at the butcher with an idiot's eyes and said coldly, "you don't have to be hypocritical. If it wasn't for you, my father would not have come to this end. Qin Changfeng will write down this account to you, and one day I will let you all return it. Book reading room www.sHuYueWu.Com Qin Changfeng's voice is so cold that it makes people feel piercing.

As soon as he saw the coldness in Qin Changfeng's eyes, the knife in Daotu's hand was released subconsciously, and even Daorong's eyes were shocked.

"The potential of this son is really terrible." Dao Rong thought in his heart.

"Aunt Li, let's find some boards." Qin Changfeng said to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li immediately went over and wanted to ask several servants for help. However, they were embarrassed and didn't dare to move.

"Qin long, go and make a coffin for your grandfather to bury." Qin Changfeng turns around and says to Qin long.

"Good." Qin long did not talk nonsense. He looked around and found that there was a pile of felled trees not far away. He immediately walked over.

Before long, a simple coffin was made. Qin Changfeng slowly put Dao Ao's body in and covered the coffin.

"Qin long, pick it up. Let's go to the cemetery." Qin Changfeng said, strode to the backyard of the Dao family.

Qin long picked up the coffin. Just a few steps away, the people of Dao family took Dao Tu as the leader and swarmed over to stop them.

"Are you going to stop me?" Qin Changfeng gave a low drink, and his momentum soared in an instant. Several people who had been standing in front of him were immediately shocked away, lying on the ground and humming bitterly.

"Qin Changfeng, don't go too far!" Said the butcher harshly.

"You have gone too far." Qin Changfeng said in a faint voice.

"Let them pass." Then Dao Rong said."Father." Dao Tu turned around and saw Dao Rong's cold face. He didn't dare to question it for a moment.

Ling Bo silently follows Qin long behind them. From beginning to end, he doesn't say a word. However, after passing Daorong, Ling Bo stops and looks at him. Daorong is stunned for several seconds.

"Tu Ren, do you think that man is very familiar?" Dao Rong looks at Ling Bo's back and says.

After thinking for a moment, Dao Tu man suddenly woke up and said in shock, "he seems to be Bai Ling's master."

"Is that him?" Dao Rong frowned slightly, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

"But it seems that he hasn't changed much in the past 20 years. How can that be possible?" Dao Tu said doubtfully.

"I remember his Sabre technique is similar to the lost Sabre of my saber family. He slaughters people and calls up the experts of the saber family. This man can't be let go." Dao Rong said coldly.

The Dao family's graveyard is not far away. After a few minutes' walk, Qin Changfeng takes Qin long to a grave in the corner, stops for several seconds, and then starts digging nearby.

Qin long put down the coffin, his eyes could not help looking at the very simple earth tomb. When he saw the name written on the tombstone, his body could not help but tremble slightly.

"The tomb of the dead wife Dao Bai Ling, the husband of Qin Changfeng."

Qin long read a few simple words several times. From childhood to adulthood, he imagined that his mother would come back to him one day. Now when he saw her grave with his own eyes, Qin long had an indescribable depression in his heart.

Without any words, Qin long knelt down on his knees and knocked three heads in front of Dao Bai Ling's grave. After more than 20 years of worship, Qin Long's tears finally couldn't hold and flowed out slowly. For mobile phone users, please browse and read for better reading experience.