Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Two young men were walking towards them, chatting as they went, but when they were about to get close, Zhong Ran pulled Zhong Yan and stopped.

There was murderous intent about these two men.

Although she had little experience in her previous life, she was extremely sensitive to these auras.

Thinking about what Prince Ning had just said, she understood what was going on.

When the two men saw her stop, they rushed over quickly and put their big hands on her lower back.

However, before they could draw their daggers, two long legs swept out at the same time, and both of them flew backwards at the same time.

Several people rushed out again, holding daggers and rushing towards them.

Zhong Ran shouted to Zhong Yan, "Xiao Yan, be careful."

As she spoke, she kicked one of them again, and with her other hand, she clenched a fist and punched the other one.

The man held a dagger and slashed at her hand fiercely.

She exhaled her spiritual power lightly, and a wave of air emanated from her fist, knocking the dagger away. She bent her arm and struck him directly on the wrist, knocking the dagger off his wrist.

With a slight hook of her toes, the dagger flew from the man's hand and landed in her hand, instantly giving her an extra boost.

Her body was as slippery as a loach, and none of these people could touch her.

But no one was left standing wherever she passed.

The same was true for Zhong Yan. His experience was not as good as Zhong Ran's, and he relied entirely on instinct.

He also picked up a dagger and dodged left and right. Every time he got close to someone, that person would die.

These were all masters, not ordinary guards, so he instinctively activated his devouring power.

Those people were not killed by him, but died because he devoured their life force when they got close to him.

After those people died, he stabbed them again so as not to arouse suspicion.

There were screams on the streets. Ordinary people hurried to leave, and some rushed to report the case.

But the killers continued to come forward.

Zhong Ran took some time to pay attention to Zhong Yan and found that the boy seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and his speed was getting faster and faster, just like the speed at which they were rushing back from the mountains.

These secret guards could only see a shadow and could not touch him at all, but wherever he passed, there were fallen corpses.

Zhong Ran withdrew his gaze and rushed in. At the same time, he sensed the surroundings and found that there were many people hiding in the dark.

These people were not going to let the siblings go back.

Seeing another group of men in black rushing over, they continued to rush forward fearlessly.

These are secret guards trained by others, they are death warriors, not the ordinary guards of the Zhong family, who will be intimidated by her.

She suddenly thought, if this ordinary plane is already like this, is the world of cultivation actually even more cruel?

Seeing that the ordinary people had retreated far away and that they were all killers, a wisp of flame popped out from her fingertips.

The flame was very small and inconspicuous at first, but after she flicked it out, it split into two, two into four, and then became more and more, looking like small sparks.

But this inconspicuous spark fell on the man in black and burst into flames with a bang.

"what!"

There was a scream, and more screams were heard.

The secret guard with fire on his body rolled on the ground quickly, but found that the fire could not be put out.

A companion wanted to help him put out the fire, but ended up getting burned himself.

Some people quickly took off their clothes, but even so, they suffered severe burns on their bodies, but they still survived.

However, before they could relax, Zhong Ran's brother and sister stabbed them again.

Zhong Ran's speed increased again, sparks flew out, and at the same time he leaped up and rushed towards the person hiding in the dark.

The people in the dark were horrified, and by the time they reacted and wanted to escape, it was too late.

When Zhong Ran fell back to the ground, there were corpses everywhere, only Zhong Yan was still standing there.

His clothes were stained with blood, but the expression on his face was calm.

Zhong Ran glanced at him and secretly praised him in his heart, thinking that this kid was the most suitable one to enter the world of cultivation.

There were corpses all over the ground, and many of them were charred.

Looking around again, everyone saw her looking at them and quickly stepped back in horror.

In fact, they couldn’t see clearly what happened just now because Zhong Ran was moving too fast.

But they saw that those men in black caught fire inexplicably and were burned to death, and they could not put out the fire on their bodies.

It's so scary.

The sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance. Zhong Ran took a look and pulled Zhong Yan to run towards the Marquis' Mansion.

Seeing them coming, the people in front quickly made way, their faces full of horror.

"What's going on?" The city guards arrived, but saw only corpses all over the ground.

One of them shouted, his sharp eyes seeing two figures running ahead.

"Stop!" He spurred his horse and chased after him, and the people he brought with him also hurried to follow.

Zhong Ran stopped and looked back at them coldly.

"Who are you? Did you kill those people? Come back to the government office with us."

The man shouted, jumped off his horse, put one hand on the long sword at his waist, and approached quickly.

Zhong Ran was about to go, but Zhong Yan held her back: "Sister, let me do it."

He still held the dagger in his hand, and he quickly returned to Zhong Ran.

Looking over there, the man had already fallen to the ground, deader than dead.

The city guards who were still rushing over were so frightened that they tightened their horses, their eyes filled with horror, and dared not move forward.

Zhong Yan glanced at them indifferently and took his sister's hand: "Sister, let's go home."

"Well, let's go home." Zhong Ran chuckled and left without looking back.

Only after they left did the onlookers dare to comment.

The city guards who arrived finally understood what had happened here.

"Report it immediately." This matter is no longer something they can handle, and they still need to let their superiors handle it.

Zhong Ran and his sister returned to the Marquis' Mansion, but the door was locked.

Zhong Yan went forward and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

The brother and sister looked at each other, a cold light flashed in their eyes, and they both jumped up at the same time and jumped in from the high gate tower.

The doorman inside was sticking to the door to listen to the noise outside, but suddenly he saw two figures falling from the sky.

His eyes widened, but his body slumped against the door and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Sister, Daddy and the others want us to die." Zhong Yan's voice was still calm, but Zhong Ran could hear a hint of confusion in it.

He had never felt the love of his father, and that father never took the initiative to look at him.

Even though he has a special body, he is still his son.

Obviously everyone else can enjoy the father's love, but he alone cannot.

When he was a child, he would often hide in the corner and watch secretly. As he grew up, he accepted the reality.

Now that he is facing it, he is still a little confused.

"Perhaps, that's not our father at all. There's no need to be sad."

Zhong Ran's voice was very flat. From Zhong Qingshan's attitude and the emperor's attitude, she vaguely felt that there were many mysteries involved.

However, none of that matters. As long as they don't bother her, everyone will be in peace.

"Sister will take you home?"