Li Yunting had long known that Bo Jinxiu was his brother.

In fact, they were born at the same time.

However, he did not know who his mother was.

He had never seen it.

He also knew that Li Tianjiao and he did not have the same mother.

In her growth process.

It seems that I always hear the name Bo Jinxiu.

How good he is and what kind of achievements he has made.

In fact, for so many years, the father has been watching the child in secret.

䀴From those few words, he could even detect a hint of pride in his father's voice when he mentioned him.

This was the hostile attitude that Li Yunting had from the very beginning when he confronted Bo Jinzheng.

His feelings towards Bo Jinxiu are also extremely complicated.

Despite having so many friends, they hardly had any contact.

But he knew from a young age that he had a half-brother.

On the one hand, I feel that there are people in this world whose fate is connected with my own. On the other hand, I feel that because of his appearance, I seem to be living under his shadow forever.

Of course, the thing he regretted most was that he personally pushed Jiang Ciyou to him.

"Yun Ting, serve tea to the guests." Shangguan Qinghuan's voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

Li Yunting obediently poured tea for everyone.

Bo Haiquan was the first to speak: "Qinghuan, you also grew up under my nose. When you followed your master to the Bo family, you were only ten years old. You and Wanhua were childhood sweethearts. Because of a misunderstanding, in the end, this is the end. Wanhua died an untimely death, and you will hate it for the rest of your life. I came here today just to tell you that I didn't kill the more than 30 people in the Shangguan family. Although I accepted the organization's mission, when I arrived at the scene, the Shangguan family was already a sea of fire."

The old man sighed, "I always thought it was Gu Ying who carried out the mission for me and took the blame for the murder, but he didn't kill the person. We were one step too late. You really hate the wrong person."

Bai Qinghuan said, "You only said that you didn't kill them, so how did they die?"

"As it is, you're telling me all this, aren't you just trying to get yourself and your old friend out of this situation?"

The old man said, "We're already sixty years old. Why would we lie? Besides, you framed our Bo family and indirectly caused the death of my daughter. Logically, the grudge between you and me is already deeply rooted and requires no explanation. I came here today simply to restore the truth. As for the future, some accounts must be settled. In this case, I don't want to be blamed blindly. These are thirty-eight lives, including the elderly, the weak, women, and children. In my life, even when carrying out missions, I have always been a ruthless and vicious person, and have never killed an elderly person or a child."

Shangguan Qinghuan still looked indifferent.

"You two were both at the crime scene, and you're both professional killers. If it weren't you two, tell me, who killed so many people in our Shangguan family?"

This question caused the entire Ksitigarbha Hall to fall into a brief silence.

This is indeed an unsolved mystery.

How did all the 38 people in the Shangguan family die?

No one can give an answer.

Shangguan Qinghuan suddenly added, "Actually, whether you two killed him or not is no longer important. All of you will go to hell tomorrow. If you have any questions, go to the King of Hell and ask him."

In an instant, everyone's spirits were tense.

Xue Yuan was the first to stand up and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Xue Yuan just finished speaking.

Then I heard a loud explosion in the distance.

Then there was a huge earthquake.

The entire Ksitigarbha Hall suddenly shook violently.

The statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is like a mountain, crumbling.

All the lights in the hall were out and the air was filled with smoke and dust.

Everyone was hiding.

Bo Jinxiu and Jiang Ciyou had never expected that the incident would happen so suddenly.

They approached the door and tried to open it.

It was clearly an old wooden door, but it couldn't be pushed open at this time.

They could still hear the explosions outside.

Earth-shaking.