Chapter 8： succeed

"Okay, very good!!" Wan Wu smiled furiously, his hands clenched fists were exposed, "Come here, go and bring Qinglinlu over."

"Patriarch?!"

"Go!"

Although Qing Linlu is very valuable, it is not as good as the life of his son.

After all, if Qinglinlu is gone, he can look for it, but if his son is gone, he can't survive.

Soon, Qing Linlu was taken over.

"The Luo family, let the people go." Wan Wu held Qinglinlu, his face was terribly pale, and the people next to him did not dare to make a sound, for fear that this man would throw his anger on his head.

Luo Mushan shook his head, and said calmly: "First bring Qinglinlu over, and when you confirm that it is true, you will naturally be released."

"You!" Wan Wu just wanted to break out, but in the end he swallowed the words alive.

Whoever keeps his son in the hands of others, he has no choice at all when he is passive.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and threw Qing Linlu away.

Luo Mushan took Qing Linlu and gave it to Luo Xiaoman without a second glance.

Luo Xiaoman opened Qing Lin Lu and sniffed gently, his eyes lit up, it was genuine.

With Qinglinlu, Xuantianguo is missing.

"Little man, let go."

"okay."

Luo Xiaoman walked over, untied Wan Lin, and threw it to Wan Wu.

At this time, Wan Lin had already lost too much blood, and his anger was like floating silk, Wan Wu didn't dare to take any care of him, and immediately took the person back to Wan's house.

"Daddy, you were great just now." Luo Xiaoman ran over happily, trying to give Luo Mushan a hug, but was picked up like a kitten.

"Hmph, you little thing, you only know about getting into trouble all day long, now give me back and be punished." Luo Mu Shan pulled Luo Xiaoman, and when his figure moved, he rushed towards the Luo family.

Da Bai and Mo Yuan were startled, and immediately followed, their faces were worried, for fear that Luo Xiaoman would be severely punished.

Wanjia.

Wan Lin stopped the bleeding and continued to have his arm broken.

However, the atmosphere in the Wan family was very depressing, and everyone hated the Luo family.

Wan Lin's body was injured, and Wan Jia's face was severely trampled under his feet.

"Master, you must avenge our son." Ji Wanqing cried and swollen eyes, and said angrily: "I want that little **** to die."

"Madam, don't be too sad, your body is important." Wanwu soothed, "Don't worry, we will settle this account after all."

"When?" Ji Wanqing gritted her teeth, wishing to kill Luo's house immediately, "I can't wait. Now looking at Xiaolin, my heart is like being cut by a knife."

"Why don't I?" Wan Wu had a sullen face and glanced at Wan Lin, who was lying in a coma on the bed. "It's just that we need time to prepare. However, it won't be too long. When Brother Liu confirms it, You can start."

"Okay! I'm waiting! At that time, I must personally chop off the hands and feet of that little bastard." Ji Wanqing's face was distorted, and a heavy hatred was already floating on her face.

Wan Wu pressed Ji Wanqing’s shoulders, and said in a deep voice, “Don’t let Tongtong know about this. I’m afraid it will affect her. After all, it won’t be long before it’s the admission ceremony. We moved to the Luo family. An important step."

Luo family.

Luo Xiaoman knelt in front of the ancestors in the ancestral hall with a small mouth pursed and aggrieved.

Next to her is Da Bai lying on his stomach. This big dog is now as well-behaved as a little white rabbit. It has no power to deal with Wan Lin just now.