Chapter 909

"No, little childe, no one sent us. We just recognize the wrong person. We really recognize the wrong person." the man in black tripped by Du Hui explained wrongly.

I never thought that this child would be so powerful!

If they tell the truth, they will die even worse!

Their master will make them die worse!

Lin Ziyi's small mouth made a slight effort, his eyes were cold, and his small body suddenly burst out a strong momentum, which made people unable to move for a time!

He smiled coldly and said calmly, "don't say, right? Well, take you into the prison of the inheritance palace. You can think about it slowly and wait until you think about it."

The man who was trampled under his feet by Lin Ziyi was afraid and bent, very bent!

When the two CHILDES asked them to come over, they didn't say what was involved between the child and the inheritance palace?

Aren't you pushing them to death?

They are loyal to the two CHILDES. Are they pushing them into the fire pit?

Another man was also sitting on the ground timidly.

Isn't it just a little boy?

Why is it related to the inheritance palace?

Lin Ziyi's little face carved with powder and jade looked impatient. He promised his brother to wait here, so he could only wait here.

Today, I wanted to have a good time with my brother, but I was ruined by these bastards.

Come on, it doesn't matter. What matters is that he can't play alone in the future. That's what makes him most angry.

Linzichen chased Mingda and Mingming into a deserted alley.

Lin Zichen's small figure suddenly rose and flew over Mingming and Mingda, blocking their way.

"If you are poisoned, you want to run away. Do you think you can run away?" Lin Zichen's tone is very cold, especially on a small face, which is not in line with his age, cold and cruel.

Mingda and Mingming looked at the cold breath sent out by Lin Zichen, which made people doubt that they were wrong. How could a child exude this terrible bloodthirsty momentum?

"You, what do you want?" Hao Mingda looked at Lin Zichen tremblingly.

He was really afraid of being beaten last time. He didn't want to be beaten again. He didn't get out of bed for half a month. That feeling is better than death!

"Hum!" Lin Zichen smiled coldly, "why? It seems that the lesson Yi'er taught you last time is not enough. Don't you know that it's a great crime to kill the nine families?"

Mingda and Mingming look stiff. They confidently think they will succeed. They don't think so much at all.

They were afraid at the bottom of their eyes. When they looked at Lin Zichen's cold eyes, they were more timid and dared not look at Lin Zichen.

Lin Zichen didn't talk nonsense with them. He condensed a silver light and reflected a stinging light under the dazzling sun.

A strong wave of air, sharp as a knife and domineering as a rainbow.

Mingda and Mingming are both sons of aristocratic families. They are busy playing around all day and don't have much time to practice. Which is Lin Zichen's opponent.

Mingming has long thought about how to escape. He doesn't even want to care about the life and death of his good brother Mingda.

However, the idea of clearness didn't come true. Lin Zichen's murderous spirit came at them like a demon.

As a last resort, they suddenly flew to fight with Lin Zichen. The cultivation of both sides contacted fiercely in the air, like lightning, fiercely and with strong anger.

"Bang!" there was a loud noise, as if Jiao Lei were exploding on his head. Everything in front of him seemed to collapse, and the earth shook fiercely.

Mingda and Mingming fiercely hit the next wall and fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

The two people vomited blood, and the blood splashed around was shocking.

However, when they looked up at Lin Zichen, Lin Zichen looked like a murderous God running out of hell.

"Wuwu, no... no, don't come here." Mingda wailed in horror like a ghost.

The pain in his body is tearing his heart and lungs. How long has he not recovered from his previous injury?

Lin Zichen's whole body radiated silver light, approached them step by step, looked at them and said with a sneer: "the king will not tolerate those who want to kill us."

As soon as they heard this, their faces showed an expression of great fear, and their aching bodies trembled more and more.

Lin Zichen was worried about his brother's accident. He suddenly moved his body and hit their Dantian with both hands, abolishing their cultivation.

They only heard a dull hum and fell to the ground.

Without looking at them, Lin Zichen turned and flew away quickly.

When Lin Zichen returned to the grilled fish shop, he was relieved to see that his brother and Du Hui were still in place.

Looking at the two men on the ground, he looked cold and waved to the dark guard to take the two men in black away.

"Is there any injury?" Lin Zichen looked at his brother with concern.

Lin Ziyi quickly shook his head, a cold light appeared in his clear eyes, and said with a smile: "brother, I'm not hurt, but two people with third-order cultivation. Although Yi'er is hurt, he can still cope with it."

"Hmm! Let's go!" Lin Zichen came forward and gave the boss who sold roast fish a bag of gold coins.

The boss happily took the gold coins and watched them leave.

The three left slowly under the attention of everyone.

In the opposite restaurant, Qingyang looked angry and couldn't help himself.

He quickly turned around and turned the table behind him to the ground. A table of delicacies was scattered everywhere.

After venting, Qingyang smiled darkly. He would not let them go.

Lin Zichen has no mind to play.

His sharp eyes swept around.

Suddenly, there was a strange whistling of Jie Jie not far away. Suddenly, a burst of blood fog disappeared.

Under the pale sun, the thick red smoke is particularly obvious.

Lin Zichen's face was cold and turned to tell Du Hui, "Du Hui, take Yi'er back immediately."

With that, his figure quickly illusory a few times and disappeared into the bustling street.

"Elder brother, where are you going? Take me with you?" Lin Ziyi was very upset about his brother's ambiguous running away.

"Hum!" Lin Ziyi stamped his feet unhappily!

Du Hui took Lin Ziyi's little hand and said, "Your Highness, let's go back quickly?"

Lin Ziyi lowered his eyes and thought where his brother had gone?

Will you be in danger?

He raised his eyes and looked at Du Hui seriously. "Du Hui, go back first. I'll find my brother. He must have found something? He'll catch up with the past."

After struggling for a moment, Du Hui decided to take Lin Ziyi back.

This is what his highness King Chen asked him to do. He must do it.

"No, your highness Yi, you must go back with Du Hui." Du Hui made a quick decision. If his highness Yi had an accident, it would be his biggest sin.

"Du Hui, I won't go back, I'll go after my brother." Lin Ziyi said and was about to run.