The appropriate posture maintains upward tension.

Only when the muscles are highly tense can one have such extreme movements.

He couldn't make such a move with Xiang Yi's physique.

Of course!

Except for the dead!

"Pedaling, pedaling..."

A series of footsteps suddenly appeared at the gate of the garden.

A crowd of people came under pressure.

In that moment, everyone saw the quiet but standing Ling Luoyu.

Just for a moment of silence, an old man in gray clothes was soft and fell to the ground.

"Yier..."

Someone tried to help him, but he knocked him away.

"Get out of here

He crawled to Xiangyi weeping.

"Yier, don't scare Dad..."

At that moment, Ling Luoyu walked slowly from the side to Xiangyi. When he saw his face, his heart sank.

On Xiang Yi's face, he still kept a look of panic, and his facial features had been twisted.

And in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, purple blood stains, spray out in a spray state, straight to the ground.

"Yier!"

The old man suddenly forced and held Xiang Yi in his arms.

"Yier, wake up, I'm your father Don't scare me... "

At this time, Ling Bufan and other people also heard the news and rushed to see the situation in front of them. They all looked strange.

This was a day of great joy for fengchenglin, but now it is suddenly infected with blood, which is really a bit of bad luck.

Especially when the wind is in the hall, I feel very kind.

This kind of bad luck happened in his home. How can I feel comfortable at the bottom of my heart!?

Seeing the old man crying with his son in his arms, the wind walked forward carefully in the hall.

"Lao Xiang, this What the hell is going on here?! What's wrong with young master Yi? "

"What's the matter? Is it worth saying? "

Open forward, suddenly stare at the wind in the hall, the anger in the eyes seems to be able to spray out.

"Lao Zai Fu, Yier has an accident in your residence. You should give me a fair account and let my son die in peace."

The wind nodded in the hall: "yes! Yes!! I'll find out about this matter and give young master Yi an account... "

"That's what you said Driving forward is like catching a lifesaver's straw and suddenly pulling the sleeve of the wind in the hall: "Lao Zai Fu, you're going to make decisions for my son!"

The wind nearly fell down in the hall, and quickly answered: "be the master! Be the master! Be the master

He doesn't know what's going on here. How can he make the decision?!

"But What's going on here? Isn't young master Yi drinking in the main hall? What happened here? "

Dry swallow a mouthful of saliva, he looked at Xiang Yi's death.

"And How did Master Yi die? "

Ling Luoyu, who had been silent for a long time, said lazily: "he was shocked by the mysterious Qi in a moment. His heart was under great pressure, which led to the collision of blood vessels, which made all the blood in his heart gush out in that instant..."

The eyes of the people were different in an instant.

Especially when you drive forward, your eyes are ferocious.

The wind looks at things wrong in the Tang eye, and rushes to Ling Bufan with a wink, motioning him to ask Ling Luoyu.

This little god of killing, also Ling Bufan, this old thing can frighten to live.

If a word doesn't agree, it's possible to dismantle his family.

So, words! He'd better say less.

Ling Bufan was also wondering: "yu'er, according to what you can see, young master Yi died under the mysterious atmosphere of what level?"

The ability to smash the five viscera and six Fu organs with one move is the power to smash the blood. The cultivation can't be underestimated.

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