Chapter 39

The surrounding sound is in a mess, making Ji Rao's brain AChE. He opened his eyes reluctantly and let out a long sigh of relief. He is tired, sleepy and uncomfortable now. Headache is secondary, especially in the lower part of his body. The pain almost makes him faint. Those voices still came, just like trying to pierce his eardrum, Ji Rao quietly leaned against the pillar beside him. He only wore a coat, even if the cylindrical surface was cold, it was the only thing that could help him at this time.

Ji Rao's whole body is tied with rope, her hair is messy, and she sits on the ground in a mess. No one can see that this is the original arrogant and peerless leader of the demon sect.

"I've said that the devil would harm people and let you kill him. No one will listen to me. Now, all the banquet masters are dead in his hands. Are you happy?"

"The devil shouldn't have lived in the world, and the sins he committed can't be over broken!"

"Kill him and avenge the master."

"Yes, kill him."

"Kill him."

Yantingzhi knelt in the middle of the funeral. When the funeral spread, all parties sent people to mourn. He knelt there from the beginning and looked straight at the coffin in front of him. With white cloth tied to his forehead, he was dressed in filial piety. His face was pale, his eyes were colorless, and he was very haggard.

And from beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

"All right."

Not high not low, the hall is quiet for a moment.

The banquet court straightened out his clothes, stood up, turned to look at the crowd, and slowly said, "thank you very much for coming here today. My father suffered misfortune, and my flying flower studio is heartbroken. As for the leader of the demon sect, although he did not commit the crime himself, he could not help instigating him. Although he died, he could not calm my hatred. So I hope you can hand over the leader of the demon sect to me to avenge my father's killing and comfort my father's spirit in heaven. "

"Well, since my nephew said that, I have no objection."

"It was Tingzhi who won the devil in the challenge arena at the beginning, and it's OK to hand him over to feihuazhai in the future."

"The devil has killed the master of the banquet room. It can't be tolerated."

……

Ji Rao half open eyes, looking at those righteous words to cut him a thousand upright gentleman.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

The sight of banquet court glides down and glances at Ji Rao. His eyes are cold and thin, which makes people tremble.

"I'll ask you for the last time. Did you direct me?"

Ji Rao to the eyes of the banquet court, suddenly smile, but where he has a little believe in himself, last night would not do such a thing.

How could the arrogant master Ji endure such a behavior of Yanting? He is typical of eating soft rather than hard. If Yanting is willing to relax and ask him, he may explain to him.

But now, he doesn't even want to look at him.

"What about me? When I killed my mother, did I think of today?" He looked at the coffin contemptuously, "a hypocrite who is honest and insidious and cunning. I'm afraid he has no face to see my mother when he goes underground."

Pop.

Ji Rao turned his head when he was beaten. His brain suddenly became chaotic and his ears were buzzing. For a long time, he couldn't slow down.

The banquet court stood in front of him coldly, "let him kneel in front of my father's spirit for a day."

Ji Rao raised his head. Even though he was so down, he still couldn't hide his momentum. "My parents are dead. No one can make Ji Rao kneel down, especially you dirty people full of benevolence, justice and morality. If you want me to kneel, you have to see if your father can stand me kneeling. "

"Ji Rao!" The green veins of the banquet court gas burst out. Ji Rao killed his father and humiliated him. This was the most chilling thing for him. He grabbed Ji Rao's collar and dragged him to the coffin of the banquet line. "Kneel!"