Chapter 1208

It took a long time for the phone to ring before someone got through. Yin Gang's unhappy voice came from inside, accompanied by yunniang's satisfied hum: "who? Don't you know I'm busy? "

Mr. Luo was embarrassed and said with a bitter smile: "the old master is not old. Congratulations. I'm Luo Changshan. I want to tell you something. "

"Let it go." Yin Gang is full of discomfort, obviously with impatience.

"Alas, Lingtu was killed by him in the fight with the Shendao, the ancestor of the single sword Meng family. Now his body has been cremated, and the special forces have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, but I......"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Gang stopped him: "fart, what are you going to say for the Chinese new year. That guy can burn incense without harming others. Hang up! "

After that, he hung up the phone and obviously didn't believe what Mr. Luo said.

Luo Laozi helpless, can only put the mobile phone on the coffee table, a person sigh. But before he could catch his breath, his mobile phone rang again. The old owner of Duanmu's family called again

"What's the matter? I hear you've lost people?"

Luo Laozi was angry and hummed: "don't buckle the dung basin on Laozi's head. That smelly boy is inferior to others. What's the matter with me?"

"In essence, this matter has something to do with you. It's not that you sent the elders of the three major sects to put pressure on them. Yin Ziyu won't take the risk to find out the Shendao. The boy knows that doing this is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but he still does it. Everyone knows that it's to fight against your pressure. Anyway, Xiaoyan's mental arithmetic is cool again. You old man, you know every day that you would rather compromise than bend. This era is not in the past, and you have to pay attention to the method of doing things, which will kill a good posterity. It's time for you to reflect on it. What's more, when will you pick up the little girl I put here? Now I know that she's your blood. Well, you can send the cigarette and pick up your granddaughter by the way... "

Mr. Luo was stunned for a long time. With a long sigh, he sat on the rattan chair for a long time. He looked like he was a teenager. After much hesitation, Luo Shengli finally called and said, "Long March, Bai Wushuang, take her to the army for training. It's not promising to follow me. Yin Ziyu will give her a title, and then ask Xiaoyan if she wants to go back to Duanmu's house, or if she is here, the door of both houses will always be open for her. "

Luo Shengli nodded and looked at the bleak old man Luo. He was a little worried and said, "are you OK, old man? Qu Feiyan has already left for Emei this morning, and other people have also returned home. Except for Cui Xiaoqiang and others who have no news, those close to Yin Ziyu in Nancheng are still calm. "

Master Luo shook his head: "calm? Anger or sadness to the extreme, will be surface calm. Keep a good eye on me and let the two brothers of the Mu family settle in Nancheng. If there is any trouble, report it in time. "

Nancheng.

Yi son hard to sit up, accompany beside Liu Yun quickly hold her, voice some choked: "sister, you don't move, what need to tell Sister good."

The woman's eyes were red, obviously she didn't know how long she had been crying behind her back, and her beautiful face had become haggard.

Yi son flashed in the heart can't bear, a pull Liu Yun's hand, didn't speak, but slowly wrote a few words in her palm.

Today's Mu Xuan has long been known as the "nest" of Yin Ziyu. Although she has always been on guard against being spied, now she is injured. No one can predict whether someone will take the opportunity to press something.

Recognizing the words written by Yizi by her perception, Liu Yun suddenly widens her eyes. Her exquisite and beautiful face shows ecstasy. As soon as she wants to speak, Yizi forcefully holds her hand and shakes her head, indicating that she should not show it.

Liu Yun gets up and goes out of the door. After a while, Qian Linfang and Ming xiner run in. They all look at Yizi with red eyes. With hope in their tears, they want to see hope from her face.

Yizi nods, and a group of girls cry with excitement at the same time. Qian Linfang is so excited that she falls to the ground. This night, from hearing the bad news to now regaining hope, her mood of ups and downs can no longer support her.

An arm was stretched out behind the door to hold her. Bi Shengnan came in from the outside, looked at a group of crying women, and put Qian Linfang on the sofa. Then he rolled his eyes and said, "look at your unpromising appearance. The hooligan didn't know how much he felt when he came back to see this scene."

Mingxin son smell speech angry horizontal her one eye: "you still say, already know he is all right, why just say now, make us cry all night!"

"It's not that I don't say it, it's that I have to cheat the people above first." Bi Shengnan shrugged his shoulders and looked a little gloomy. "It's not too bad that the old man is still dead. It's estimated that the guy won't easily let go of Shendao. He doesn't know how much trouble he will make when he comes back. And the most important thing - has anyone informed Song Yi? "All the girls are stunned. When they know the news of Yin Ziyu's death, they are in agony. Who has the heart to inform Song Yi. And I believe her news is more intelligent than myself, and even calm to make some emergency treatment.

"Bad, quickly contact Song Yi, tell her that the hooligan is still alive, or it's hard to predict what impulse she will do." Bi Shengnan understands Song Yi's personality and calls in a hurry. It's a pity that the phone is turned off and can't be contacted.

Qian Linfang calls the Song family in a hurry and gets in touch with song Zongzhi. The old couple also know the news of Yin Ziyu's "death" and are sighing to their parents. After receiving Qian Linfang's phone call, he said in a panic: "Xiaofang, please help to find Xiaoyi. She was at home last night and disappeared this morning. I can't get in touch with her by phone. We're all in a hurry. Don't let her be short-sighted. "

Qian Linfang was surprised and was in a hurry to be safe. Song Zongzhi said, "don't worry, chairman. We'll go to the general manager now. We'll send her home safely."

After all, song Zongzhi was old, and he asked many questions before he hung up. Bi Shengnan, who listened to the whole process, frowned and called Qu Feiyan: "do you still go to Emei? Song Yi is missing. It should have something to do with it. "

Qu Feiyan was sitting in the car to Emei. He frowned and said in silence: "I still want to go to Emei, not only because of Yin Ziyu, but also because of martial uncle Chihua's acupoints. Song Yi is a very independent person. You keep in touch with her. As long as you know that Yin Ziyu is not dead, I believe she will not do too much. "