Domineering Son-In-Law

Lin Faang's ears moved slightly as he heard messy footsteps. There were roughly two to thirty people.    

The sound was getting closer and closer. It seemed that they were attracted by the roar just now, but he did not know if they were enemies or friends.    

"Quick! Everyone, hurry up. The Cultivation Hall must have been opened by someone. We have to get there before they leave."    

A man wearing a black mask with a horn on his face and a clear voice appeared with the forces of the Qin and Xia Families.    

Apart from the 'Qin' character embroidered on the clothes of the Qin Family, they also wore the same evil ghost mask. The only difference was that the evil ghost mask did not have a single horn.    

A white scarf was hung around the neck of the Xia family members. The leader, Xia Bingbao, wore a blue scarf around his neck, proving his position.    

The reason why the two of them gathered together and did not fight was because of the marriage alliance between the two leaders.    

Their appearance gave Lin Faang an idea. A bad idea appeared in his mind.    

A cold light broke through the wall. The entire spear stabbed into the stone wall. Only the flat surface of the spear was revealed. If one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't be able to tell that it was anything else.    

At this time, Qin Shou had already brought his men to the corner. Lin Dong took a step back and restrained his aura. He was like a chameleon, merging with the darkness.    

A few seconds later, Qin Shou had already passed Lin Faang's hiding spot. However, before he could take a few steps, Qin Shou suddenly braked and stopped.    

The Qin family members behind him seemed to be in sync with Qin Shou. They instantly braked and stopped, as if they were one entity.    

Seeing this, Xia Bingbao had already run a few steps. When he stopped, the front part of the Xia family was still fine, but the back directly collided with the person in front and fell to the ground.    

A trace of shame and helplessness flashed across Xia Bingbao's eyes when he saw this. He walked to Qin Shou's side and asked, "Why did you suddenly stop? If it's too late, we won't get anything."    

Qin Shou shook his head and placed his finger on his lips, indicating for Xia Bingbao to not speak.    

Xia Bingbao did not understand, but he did not disobey Qin Shou. He just looked at him quietly.    

Qin Shou retreated back the way he came. Slowly, he walked step by step to where the spear was hidden and turned to look at the wall.    

Seeing this, Lin Faang, who was in the dark, was neither happy nor panicked. It was as he had planned.    

The Qin Family was the family with the strongest military strength among the eight families. In terms of individual combat strength, it was considered above average among the eight families. However, if it was a group battle or a free-for-all battle, they were ranked second. No one dared to rank first.    

In the Huaxia army, their strength was also one of the best.    

With a slight cough, the entire Huaxia shook three times. Even the first in the military had to depend on their expressions.    

All of this was due to the Qin family's internal militarized life. Therefore, no matter what environment they were in, they would maintain a perfect state of 300%. They would look around and listen to everything. As the saying goes, there were some things that were wrong and details that could not escape their line of sight.    

As the leading figure, Qin Shou was an outstanding figure in the Qin Family, so there was naturally no need to say anything about his eyesight.    

He reached out his hand and touched the exposed end of the spear. The cold and smooth texture was very different from the rough texture of the stone wall.    

He raised his hand and turned it into a claw. His five fingers stabbed into it.    

"Sand!"    

His five fingers were like steel, piercing through the wall.    

With a squeeze, the stone in his palm shattered into sand, sliding through the gaps of his fingers.    

Bang!    

The three-meter long spear fell back into his hand. The space was effective, and he could not swing it freely. Qin Shou could only pick a spear flower, which was extremely exquisite. Even Lin Faang, who was secretly watching, praised his spear art.    

"Good spear!"    

Qin Shou stopped and touched the spear with a satisfied expression on his face.    

When the others saw this, other than shock, they were also shocked.    

Who would have thought that there was actually a divine weapon hidden in an ordinary looking wall?    

Xia Bingbao took two steps in three steps and ran to Qin Shou's side. Looking at the long spear in his hand, his face was filled with envy and lament.    

Although she did not use a spear, she could definitely tell that this spear was extraordinary. She was envious that he had the opportunity to obtain such a divine weapon. At the same time, she sighed at the sharpness of Qin Shou's eyes. If one did not pay close attention to that thing, who would be able to detect it, let alone just glance at it.    

"This spear should be hidden here. It is three meters long and is too eye-catching. The other party is actually hiding here. I believe that this spear's origin is not good." Xia Bingbao thought for a while and immediately came to a conclusion.    

There might be a lot of treasures in the secret realm, but it was impossible to tell. So much so that there were weapons in the ordinary walls that it was highly possible that someone had gotten the spear, stolen it, stolen it.    

The original owner was most likely a disciple of a large clan. The latter should not have revealed his face, so he was afraid of being chased. Thus, he hid the spear here and wanted to wait for the others to retrieve it.    

After contacting the painful screams that had just come from the Technique Hall, everything was instantly sorted out.    

Qin Shou's lips curled up 45 degrees. He flipped his hand and held the long spear horizontally in his hand. His tone was cold as he said, "No matter what the reason is, this spear actually fell into my hands. Then he is mine. As for the rest, let's rely on strength to talk."    

Xia Bingbao nodded. In the martial world, the strong preyed on the weak. The strong preyed on the weak. What kind of treasure was obtained by the virtuous? What is virtue? In the end, it didn't depend on one's strength and background. Without these two, one would be a person without virtue.    

Lin Faang had achieved his goal in secret. The arrogance of the Qin family's disciple was his favorite point. He didn't care about that much. Anyway, as long as you beat me, your background wouldn't be stronger than mine. Those are my things and they are mine. Even if it's not mine, you have to snatch it from me.    

After obtaining the treasure, Qin Shou did not waste any more time. He continued to stay in the direction of the Technique Inheritance Hall while the others ran.    

Seeing this, Lin Faang walked out of the darkness. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while.    

He was considering whether he should go watch the show or continue to enter the secret realm.    

It was a pity that he didn't watch the show that he had arranged for himself, especially since the eight families had gathered four families. It was rare to see such a scene.    

However, there were even more better treasures waiting for him in the depths of the secret realm. If he went too late, there would be even more treasures waiting for him. If he went too late, he might be swept clean by the people of the faction. He might even be able to catch some air in the end.    

"Drip! Drip!"    

The sound of water dripping could be heard.    

Lin Faang followed the sound and saw a drop of liquid dripping from the wall where the three-meter long spear had pierced through. There were two drops and three drops. The air reeked of blood.    

Lin Faang's expression changed slightly. He squatted down and walked to the drop of water. He reached out his hand to touch it, but as he thought of something, he took back the water and fanned it gently. A foul smell of blood entered his nose.    

"Blood! It's still stinky blood."    

Lin Faang suddenly felt something was wrong. A wall could bleed. Although it had been stinkedfor a long time, it was still liquid. This meant that the blood was very strong, causing the blood to not dry up.    

According to his memory and the map in his mind, there was no room or space behind this wall. It was completely sealed. But now there was blood flowing out from the back of the wall.    

Lin Faang took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the light, and looked through the small hole.    

But just as Lin Faang turned on the light, As he faced the hole, the blood on the wall began to boil violently, and in an instant, a great deal of blood gushed out.    

Lin Faang quickly reacted and jumped backwards. The blood landed on the spot where he was standing. It almost dyed his clothes red.    

It was the same. As long as the light shone on the blood, it would start to boil and then turn dry and condense into blood clots. It looked very strange.    

But it was this that reminded Lin Faang of something very unpleasant.    

The map in his mind started to flip left and right. He kept calculating. Finally, the map tilted eighty-five degrees. Half of the map turned into a Buddha's head with only half of its face.    

"Buddha's head? Is it some declining Buddhist secret realm? But that's not right. If it was a Buddhist branch... Then why aren't there any decorations or buildings related to Buddhism? Moreover, the core of the martial arts technique is different. It shouldn't be filled with such killing intent and killing intent."