In the Pang family, Pang Long's body was placed in the center of the lobby.

Several seriously injured Pang family members lay half dead.

The sound of the roller sounded, and several people trembled slightly, "Patriarch."

Old Pang's slightly long white beard draped over his shirt, a hat on his bald head, and a black engraving in his old but sharp eyes.

"Long'er is dead."

He was pushed in front of Pang Long, but his tone was emotionless, sounding indifferent and ruthless.

"Patriarch, that girl from the Ling family did it!" The man on the ground tried to get up, but he could only breathe and speak, unable to move.

"Did the old man tell you to speak?" Pang Lao threw out his hand, and a needle was firmly inserted into the man's throat, and he was suddenly speechless.

"To be made like this by a girl, the Pang family has become a waste." He took out the veil and wiped his hands.

"Patriarch, save the young master, he is still alive," said another.

Pang Long was fed medicine by Pang Lao since he was a child, and took him to learn how to make medicine.

Even if he is dead, there is still an introduction in his body that can keep Old Pang alive. As long as there are enough demons, anything can be done.

"Save him?" Pang Lao sneered, "Go and embarrass me again."

He put his hand on top of Pang Long's head and closed his eyes to investigate.

Several people did not expect that the grandson he had raised for such a long time said no, it was heartbreaking.

No one dared to say a word again, Old General Pang withdrew his hand, his face gloomy.

"Mr. Pang, I'm right."

The girl behind him holding the wheelchair bent her lips and opened her mouth with a smile.

"Little girl, you came to me when you were desperate. If it's worthless, it's better to leave quickly."

"Whether it's worth it, you have to do something to know it."

The girl took a step forward, standing straight in front of him.

"She is?"

The Pang family thought she was a new servant at first, but now someone recognized her, "Isn't this the child adopted by the elders of the Ling family?"

Qin Yumeng smiled. Her injuries were healed. Not only that, but she also had a new demon servant. The black air was floating above her head, and even Elder Pang couldn't see what the prototype was.

She took out a picture scroll from her arms, and the person on it was Ling Qingxuan.

Even on the picture scroll, the girl's delicate face and temperament are lifelike and oppressive as if standing in front of a person.

"Miss Ling family, the patriarch who is about to succeed is the one who founded the Ling family thousands of years ago, the head of the Ling family."

Qin Yumeng's voice was so clear that everyone in the lobby could hear, "She's resurrected."

"I have more information here, and there are things that are beneficial to you, Mr. Pang, do you want to hear it?"

Old Pang frowned, disliking others' attitude, he threw a silver needle at Qin Yumeng.

It was just that before the silver needle touched Qin Yumeng, it was enveloped by the black air on her head.

Old Pang's eyes were slightly startled, and the black qi devoured his silver needle with spiritual power.

Qin Yumeng still kept a smile, but it seemed a little intimidating.

Pang Lao looked calm, "It seems that I wanted to go wrong. I thought you were here to defect, but I didn't expect to discuss cooperation. Tell me, what do you want."

"Hmm...I'll think about it." Qin Yumeng tilted his head, "When the time comes, after you have separated the spiritual energy of Patriarch Ling, give me your body."

Without spiritual energy, he is a half-dead ordinary person.

Old Pang frowned and said, "What's the use of this?"

Qin Yumeng licked the corners of his lips and whispered, "This is not something you can know."

"But since you think your grandson is useless, why don't you lend me your body?"

Pang Lao looked at the black air on her head, his turbid eyes were filled with haze, "Yes."

The two looked at each other, each thinking.

The injured people in the Pang family watched as they took Pang Long's body to the secret room.

"Isn't that girl kicked out by the Ling family, and her cultivation base is not high, how did she block the head of the silver needle?"

"It is estimated that it is the black gas on her head. I feel the pressure of the big demon."

"It's just a little girl who has just grown up, how can there be such a big demon servant..."

No, that girl from the Aya family, isn't it because she has a big demon as a demon servant at a young age.

"The girl just said that Patriarch Ling has been resurrected."

The lobby fell silent, no wonder the girl was so bad even when she was lying down injured.

The Aya family's secrecy work is really good.

Who is that, the founder of a generation of demon hunters, the Pang family is now openly confronting, can they really win?

...

Pang's secret room.

After talking with Qin Yumeng, Pang Lao left.

Qin Yumeng was bored and played with the talisman next to her. Her eyes lost the innocence of the past, replaced by evil eyes.

She swayed slightly, she covered her heart, frowned and scolded, "Stop dreaming, I won't let you out again."

Destroying the change amulet, Qin Yumeng patted the non-existent ash on his hands and turned around.

On the iron platform in the center of the secret room, the man who had lost his life breath half sat up.

Pang Long reached out and touched his face, and the green engraving on his eyes turned dark green.

"No matter how good the external conditions are, waste is still waste."

With a wicked smile, he got off the platform and said to Qin Yumeng, "This body is not bad."

"Are you sure you will catch her?" Qin Yumeng asked, leaning against the wall.

After being completely driven out by the Aya family, she tore off her amulet and went to the Aya family's old house.

There was something there that was attracting her. After she went there, she saw that the seal was loose, and she successfully saw the big demon who had been suppressed for thousands of years.

She doesn't care who she works with, as long as she gets what she wants.

In the past, she wanted to be the head of the Aya family, and now she is the same.

As long as Ling Qingxuan is eliminated and Yi Sihuan is abolished, as the most talented junior in the Ling family, he will definitely win the Ling family.

"Don't always talk nonsense." Pang Long leaned forward and pinched her chin, "You will get what you want, don't worry."

Qin Yumeng felt goosebumps as the cold air surged up.

She patted Pang Long's hand away, "They are in the demon realm now, this is an opportunity, will you go with me?"

"Wait." Pang Long waved his hand, "My body is still under the pressure of the Ling family's old house. I have to get used to this body for a few days."

Qin Yumeng glared at him, "I'll go first."

"etc."

Qin Yumeng said irritably, "What's wrong?"

"Give me the scroll."

As soon as the painting was broken, Qin Yumeng threw it to him, "I don't care how you cooperate with the Pang family. Anyway, the foundation of the Ling family is not allowed to be destroyed."

She didn't want to inherit a shabby Aya family.

"rest assured."

Seeing her leave, Pang Long laughed.

Thousands of years have passed, and human beings are still the same as before, nothing has changed.

Desire, greed, more than ever.

He opened the scroll, resentful and obsessed, and put the person in the painting on his cheek.

His eyes glowed green and his smile permeated, "Aya, I will keep the promise I made a thousand years ago... I will eat you!"