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In the alley leading to the Lin family, a young man is running crazily. He is sweating and anxious.

Push open the gate, regardless of the interception of the guards.

Directly to the hall, at this moment, there is a middle-aged man sitting in the hall. He is reading a book and drinking tea. He looks at ease.

When I heard the rapid footsteps, I frowned slightly and looked at the young man.

"What kind of system?"

"The master atones for his sins. I have something important to report."

"Big boy......"

When Lin Daotian was stunned, he looked at the guard who wanted to talk and stop, and shouted, "what's the matter?"

"He He was killed. "

"What do you say?" Lin Daotian stepped out and came to him. He grabbed his collar and lifted him directly.

His eyes were ferocious, and he said, "my son has a lot. Who dares to kill him in this Tianlong city? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes It's true. "

Lin Daotian put down his pupils and said with a deep breath: "I don't care whether you say it's true or not. Now, take me to see him right away!"

He was so anxious that his son died?

Lin Zhongyang, the third son, died in the mysterious hand of Ling Hao. He listened to Lin Qinghuo, the second daughter, and didn't get angry with him.

Now someone tells him that his eldest son is dead

"All those above daozunjing, go to war with our master!"

Lin Dao had a drink in the cold weather. He saw a group of strong people in the courtyard, all of them were the elites of the Lin family!

A group of people waited and walked towards Mingwu street.

……

Linghao looks at the friar who is watching after him and shakes his head slightly. Sometimes, people are just like this. It doesn't happen to them. They are always in a wait-and-see state. Even some people will fall down. No matter whether you have hatred with him or not, maybe it can give him a sense of superiority.

Now, for example, when he enters Xuandan Pavilion, those people start to point.

"Isn't this Ling Hao who won 32 games in a row on xuandou stage?"

A young girl's face was shocked.

Just now, we were still amazed at Lin Dayou's death. We didn't look at Ling Hao's identity very carefully.

Now some people with sharp eyes can see at a glance that this is a celebrity.

"He is the invincible God of war! My God, why does he want to die? Is the power of the Lin family that he can provoke

"Ha ha ha ha, today there is a good play to watch. You can see that he is so leisurely. I don't know that there is going to be a major disaster."

When Yang Linglong's eyes were cold, he was about to pass. Zhou qingdaytime saw her and hurriedly took her by the hand, saying, "sister, why do you care about these people?"

She gave up, and they went into Xuandan Pavilion, ignoring the sarcasm in their ears.

Mr. Wang greeted them with a smile. For Ling Hao, he had already regarded him as the God of wealth.

After buying dozens of daozundan, Ling Hao walked out of the house, and those who followed the crowd occupied the road.

When Ling Hao stepped out one step, they left the road. Most of them still had a look of awe in their eyes. After all, Lin Dayou killed people in the street. They were far less brave and domineering than them.

"Strange." Wang Lao looked at the crowd and murmured, "why do these people follow master Ling?"

"What happened?"

He hurried in.

In the street, three people walk side by side, toward the direction of the city Lord's office.

On the street, Li Changqing and Li Yueyan look surprised.

"It's him!"

Li Yue's beautiful eyes blinked and her face was shocked.

"Yes, it was beyond my expectation that he was the one who killed Lin Da."

Li Changqing looks at Ling Hao's back.

"Lin Daotian will never let him go. It's said that Lin Daotian's youngest son died in his hand. But I'm curious that Lin Daotian didn't bother him. Today, his eldest son also died in his hand..."