Chapter 1924

The chilling chill enveloped the villa, but the son of God showed a smell more evil than the devil. The water in the swimming pool was frozen in an instant, and the bodies and debris in it were like amber for countless years. If you look carefully, it's really amber and more realistic.

Lin Lang stands in the pavilion and looks at the swimming pool. His eyes are dark. His companions around him are silent and dare not breathe. He is afraid that they will be their turn next. Lin Lang's temper is strange and getting bigger and bigger recently. He even wants to kill without knowing the reason.

Only Lin Lang knew clearly that, as the son of God, the hope for the revival of a super family, if it was not for the end of the law, it might sweep through his peers, and no one could be better than him. But now, not only the Lin family but also two geniuses who are not weaker than him, other families and even the water family also have an expert comparable to him.

Lin Lang also fought secretly with the water family's water and sky. It's hard to distinguish Bozhong. Even the water and sky have to be better, because he is eight years younger.

Lin Lang can't stand the transcendence of others, and his character is slowly possessed.

But what he couldn't bear even more was that he had become a tool for family marriage. Once upon a time, the son of God could choose his partner at will, and even had greater power than the owner of the house without being restricted by anyone. Now it has become a joke.

Even Li Qingyi is known as the prophet of the Li family.

Lin Lang is not satisfied.

He wants to kill.

Only by killing Li Qingyi can we break the marriage between the family and the Li family, restore freedom and pursue the woman we like.

Lin Lang's eyes were red and looked at the sky. The villa was covered with blood.

"Have you made an appointment?"

After a long time, the air in the pavilion condensed water mist, and Lin Lang asked casually.

"Yes."

A young man from a second rate family hurried forward and bowed, "Lin Shao, Li Qingyi agreed to keep the appointment and said he wanted to talk to you."

Lin Lang nodded and said, "how about the route ambush?"

"We contacted [Jue] and agreed to send a Tianyuan expert to assassinate Li Qingyi."

When Lin Lang heard that there was a master of Tianyuan realm, he was not happy, but showed his disapproval. He sneered, "is [absolutely] funny? Li Qingyi is the treasure of the Li family. He can predict the crisis. I turn my hand and kill him."

"The son of God is mighty."

Others flatter and smile, for fear that they don't speak in time and are not sincere enough, and tears squeeze out several drops.

"Waste!"

Lin Lang gave a soft drink, which made his companions pale and knelt down to beg for mercy.

He wants to kill.

But hold back.

As a top expert of the younger generation, he needs a group of followers. If he kills people casually, it will cause a strong rebound. There are many top figures in the capital. Although Lin Lang kills innocent people indiscriminately, he will not kill his companions casually.

"Forget it."

Lin Lang's eyes twinkled and suddenly asked, "next month, the family will elect a candidate for the head of the family. A total of five people are qualified to participate. I'm just one of them. I can't take it lightly if I want to sit in the position of the head of the family and meet the one in Wanjie cave. Do you have any good ideas?"

"This..."

The others looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.

"I got an amazing news from my elders." a man came forward and hesitated. He didn't know whether to say it or not. However, he felt Lin Lang looking at his eyes and his back was cold. He hurriedly said, "I heard that the descendants of wujialing came to the capital."

"Yang Ping!"

Lin Lang's eyes flashed, clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes were full of hot killing intention. Hehe said, "wujialing has been broken for many years, and there has been no successor for a long time. In those years, wujialing was so beautiful that I had to avoid its edge when successors appeared. Now, what level of experts can there be in a broken holy land?"

When his eyes stagnated, Lin Lang said, "during this time, his story has been circulating all over the capital. If I can kill this person, or the position of Xu family leader will be in my bag."

The atmosphere died in an instant.

People feel the madness flowing in Lin Lang's bones. It takes not courage, but a kind of madness to dare to fight against the descendants of Wu Jialing.

"What do you think?"

Lin Lang thought more and more excited. Looking around, he found that everyone was silent, his face changed slightly, and shouted, "why, do you think Ben Shenzi is not an opponent?"

"No!"

"The son of God is invincible!"

"Killing Yang Ping is like killing a chicken!"

“……”

Flattery was heard all the time. Lin Lang sneered in his heart and said secretly that no one can replace me, Lin Lang and even the supreme king, until I kill Yang Ping and let everyone know my name.

[Jue], a very special organization. Since ancient times, no organization has been able to expand its influence to the whole country and even the world in a short time. Now many top organizations abroad have to raise their noses.

Without him, he is strong enough.

The nine kings, the nine Supreme ones, are enough to level everything.

Long street.

The streets are red.

Walking on the sidewalk, Li Qingyi is like an ordinary person. She looks at the flowers and enjoys the scenery on the roadside. She has a peaceful temperament. Right and wrong are not on her face. Everywhere she passes, flowers compete for beauty. Her exquisite facial features are matched with capable short hair, adding a lot of amorous feelings. She dressed conservatively, but she couldn't hide her devil like figure. Her face was more beautiful than the flower, which was comparable to the four beauties of the capital.

However, Li Qingyi is very low-key. Instead of publicizing the four beauties in the capital like a social flower, Li Qingyi devotes himself to metaphysics and wants to go further.

She is looking for Yang Ping.

Aimless search, not too direct, Li Qingyi likes to use that fate, not deliberately close, but often has good results.

And she is good at calculation. She is the only prophet who can infer Yang Ping in the capital except Zhang Bagua.

There seemed to be a thread of fate guiding her forward.

riverside.

Maple leaves like fire, cool wind blowing.

Li Qingyi saw a figure standing outside the railing and quietly tasted the passage of the moat river. Just like that time, the waves were not startled, but many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

He was not outstanding in his regular clothes. Compared with the handsome faces of those God sons in the capital, he looked ordinary. In addition to his beautiful face and clear eyes, he could not see any advantage, but it was the breath that sent out from his body that made Li Qingyi feel very peaceful, which was different from others.

He stood by the river, but he traveled between the earth, flickering and showing, with extraordinary temperament.

Li Qingyi came to him and went to the river.

No one spoke.

Li Qingyi knew that the other party seemed to be waiting for him, otherwise he wouldn't appear in front of him.

"People in the capital are looking for you."

Li Qingyi turned her head and looked at the beautiful face. She wondered what kind of person could be called the successor of Wu Jialing and recognized by the older generation as the hope of the new era?

The city's geniuses are like crucian carp crossing the river, and foreign dimensional experts emerge in endlessly. Li Qingyi has even seen peerless geniuses and the chosen son of heaven who has the hope of preaching, but these people are not as good as the people around him. So she decided to convince him herself.

Yang Ping.

A man full of legend.

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