"Did the old man give you the golden thunder sword?"
The middle-aged man asked, looking at ye Ziheng and zihanyu, with a cold light in his eyes.
"Did you kill Grandpa?"
Zihan asked coldly, with anger in his tone, looking at the middle-aged man's eyes full of murderous spirit.
But the middle-aged man suddenly laughed and shook his head.
"Han Yu, you've wronged your uncle. That's your grandfather, my father! Even if I'm ruthless, can I still fight against my father? "
Although the man said so, the angry color of zihanyu didn't reduce by half, but his fist was even tighter.
"Then why my grandfather died!"
Zihanyu asked, as if questioning the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man shrugged and said with a disdainful face.
"Then how do I know? The old man is not very old. Maybe he fell down accidentally and left."
"Shut up! How can a strong man in the immortal and martial realm be so easy to have an accident! "
Zihanyu's eyes were fixed on the man, and the anger on his face was overwhelming. Ye Ziheng could see that zihanyu's eyes were extremely angry.
But the man is still indifferent smile, shrugged.
"Is this a normal accident? It's not necessarily a fall, it's also possible that the head is accidentally touched, or that the servant who cooked the meal didn't handle the meal well and mistakenly fried the poison into the dish as a panacea. Is this all possible?"
Speaking of this, he made an expression of sudden realization.
"Oh, I remember just saying that. Not long ago, there was such a cook. It seemed that he mixed poison into the dish. But don't worry, I found the guy just after he poisoned, and he was caught and killed alive. But strangely enough, when I went back, I found the dish missing. However, I didn't pay much attention at that time. Do you think someone would bring the dishes to the old man without knowing the situation? "
"Hiss ~ if that's the case, it's too cheap for me to kill your guy. After all, when the old man died, there was blood all over his nose and mouth. It took five or six minutes to burp. We didn't dare to touch him. We thought he was possessed by the fire. "
"Ah!"
Hearing that zihanyu couldn't stand it any more, he picked up his sword and killed him. But when the dead saw it, they immediately took out their magic weapon. Several people joined hands and easily stopped zihanyu's attack.
Then several other dead men immediately killed Zihan rain.
Ye Ziheng sees this and rushes to it, "Dangdang!" Two times of, will a few dead soldier's sword move block, then pulled purple Han rain to come back.
"Tut tut Tut, you're not right, kid. I'm your uncle, anyway. How angry are you? You can't disrespect your elders."
Zihanyu's whole body trembled with anger after hearing this. The anger had completely occupied his reason. If ye Ziheng had not forced her to hold her, zihanyu might have rushed straight up.
"He is deliberately provoking you."
Ye Ziheng said, but zihanyu didn't care at all. She turned to see ye Ziheng, still angry in her eyes.
"Then I will show him anger!"