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C722 Linghu Jin Rong



C722 Linghu Jin Rong

2There weren't many people in the North Wei who dared to call Tuoba Tian'er a slut.    

    

Those who could scold her in front of her were even rarer.    

    

In any case, Tuoba Tian'er had only seen two people in her life.    

    

Therefore, she was a little dumbfounded right now.    

    

She blinked her eyes blankly. Firstly, she did not know what to say.    

    

Xiao Yun blinked and sighed.    

    

Sure enough, Tuoba Tian'er's identity was recognized, but even he did not expect her to say it out loud!    

    

As for Leng Yueling, she kept smiling at the side.    

    

At this moment, her smile seemed to have some malicious intentions.    

    

Tuoba Tian'er turned her head and glared at her.    

    

But she did not dare to glare too fiercely.    

    

If a fight really broke out, she still had to run to the back of this female war god as soon as possible to protect her own life.    

    

Regarding the appearance of this voice, everyone present had a strange expression on their faces.    

    

Of course, they also knew that the continuation of this matter would be a little troublesome because Tuoba Tian'er's identity had been exposed. It was only a matter of time before Xiao Yun's identity was known.    

    

This made them a little distressed.    

    

Xiao Yun curled his lips and turned to look at the drunkard and said, "Senior brother, give junior brother a gift."    

    

The corners of the drunkard's eyes twitched a few times, and he said with a bitter smile, "Rather than saying this is a gift, it's more like a tribute."    

    

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "Whether it is a gift or a tribute, as a person, you have to have a choice. Stand in a team. Otherwise, it will be hard to make people trust you."    

    

... "That's true."    

    

The drunkard sighed and walked to the door of the room.    

    

Coincidentally, the other party also rushed in.    

    

One. A very handsome young master kicked the door open and entered. His strength was quite great, and he kicked the door until it changed shape. Half of the door was removed.    

    

A group of people rushed in after him. Each and every one of them glared at Xiao Yun and the others. They acted like lackeys.    

    

It was very normal for the master to glare and they to roar.    

    

When the young master saw the drunkard blocking his way, he immediately scolded loudly, "Where did this stinky beggar come from? How dare he block his way? Get lost! "    

    

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed.    

    

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.    

    

The young master only felt his shoulders lighten.    

    

His sleeves felt cold.    

    

In his astonishment, he saw an arm flying into the air and circling a few times before spilling blood.    

    

He couldn't help but frown, because the sleeve looked extremely familiar.    

    

He subconsciously looked at his arm...    

    

The arm that was once intact had now disappeared. It was empty!    

    

Therefore, he felt pain.    

    

A heart-piercing pain caused him to sweat profusely. He opened his mouth to scream, but he was unable to make a sound for a long time.    

    

His eyes rolled over and he almost fainted.    

    

It was not until blood flowed down his shoulder that he shouted in a stern voice, "My hand! My hand! Quickly find my hand!"    

    

The group of servants and guards in the courtyard were extremely frightened at this moment.    

    

As the servants of the Linghu Family, they naturally knew what they should do.    

    

It was just that they were used to flaunting their power, so they didn't expect that their young master would really be in danger, so they couldn't react in time.    

    

It was naturally too late to react.    

    

At this moment, they were all fighting with their lives on the line to get revenge for their young master. At the same time, they wanted to pick up their young master's hand. Regardless of whether they could pick it up or not, they had to find it first.    

    

However, the next moment.    

    

A rain of blood and foul wind!    

    

In the small courtyard, it started raining.    

    

It was truly a rain of blood.    

    

One drop after another fell from the sky.    

    

When it landed on one's face, it would turn into an unerasable stench.    

    

Then it would be his arms, thighs, and even his internal organs.    

    

It fell down with a crackling sound.    

    

One of the intestines fell directly on the head of the brothel keeper.    

    

She was so scared that her eyes went wide.    

    

She didn't dare to move. Her heart was beating wildly. Her eyes rolled and she almost fainted. However, after years of working hard in the mortal world, she finally managed to hold on.    

    

Then she ran to Xiao Yun's side and tried to wipe the ground around him in vain.    

    

The top quality embroidered handkerchief turned black and red as soon as it touched the ground. There was only a line of the original color of the floor on the ground and it was immediately filled with blood.    

    

It was a feeling of powerlessness.    

    

Xiao Yun's expression was obviously not good.    

    

He curled his lips and said, "This guy, if he makes a move, he will make a move. How can a person's martial arts be the same as his style? Are they all this dirty and smelly? I wonder what kind of stimulation this guy received before, why did he make things like this... It's so exaggerated. "    

    

At this moment, a leg flew over from the sky. Xiao Yun raised his head and looked at it. With a wave of his hand, that leg disappeared into who knows where.    

    

Then, he shook his neck and sighed, "Hey, can you kill it cleanly?"    

    

The drunkard was annoyed. He turned his head and said, "Why don't you do it?"    

    

Xiao Yun smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just a suggestion. Whether you listen or not is up to you."    

    

The drunkard did not answer, but the killing that followed clearly calmed down a little.    

    

Those servants and guards that Linghu Jin Rong brought over were already scared out of their wits at this moment, but they could only charge forward fearlessly.    

    

They clearly knew that they were already finished.    

    

Dying on the road of charging, their families could still have some compensation.    

    

If they escaped, then their family would be completely finished.    

    

However, there were also some people who saw this scene and looked at the blood and flesh flying around in front of them in fear.    

    

They immediately turned around and ran away while screaming.    

    

They were extremely fast.    

    

When he left the gate, he was like a madman. He ran wildly along the road towards the other side of the city wall. When he left the gate, he disappeared into the vast wilderness.    

    

They probably would not return to the Northern Wei in this lifetime.    

    

The wind swept past the ruined clouds. When the drunkard stopped, only Linghu Jin Rong was left frantically searching for his arm in his flesh and blood.    

    

He frantically picked up one and threw it to the side. He roared, "No, it's not this, and it's not this either. My hand, my hand, where is my hand!"    

    

It looked like he had gone crazy.    

    

However, in the next moment, he suddenly stood up and threw himself in front of the drunkard. He grabbed the drunkard's collar and roared, "Where did you put my arm? Hurry up and return it to me!"    

    

The drunkard frowned and reached out to shake him off.    

    

He raised his hand, wanting to kill him.    

    

But Hu Jinrong was still fearless.    

    

He shouted, "You can't kill me! I'm the young master of the Linghu family, Linghu Jin Rong!"    

    

These words were like a death waiver.    

    

Moreover... from his words, what he saw was not panic and fear, nor was it madness.    

    

It was... confidence!    

    

No words of confidence.    

    

What he said, he believed it. He believed that this was the way this world operated.    

    

The drunkard sighed, turned around and said to Xiao Yun, "This guy... How about letting him live?"    

    

“ Oh? Are you afraid?"    

    

Xiao Yun was a little surprised.    

    

The drunkard shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid, but I have received the care of the Linghu family before. Now that I let him live, I'll pay him back."    

    

Xiao Yun blinked his eyes and did not reply.    

    

Linghu Jin Rong still clamored, "Quickly find my hand! All of you damnable bastards! Wait for me to return home, all of you are dead! "    

    

The drunkard sighed.    

    

Xiao Yun smacked his lips and said, "You said it before, as a form of surrender, it naturally has some weight."    

    

"Alright."    

    

The drunkard sighed again.    

    

With a wave of his hand, a white light flashed.    

    

Linghu Jin Rong was about to continue shouting.    

    

The voice had been shouted out, but he immediately felt that the entire world had been turned upside down. The ground, walls, roof, and all kinds of scenery were crazily flashing in front of his eyes.    

    

Then... he saw his own body.    

    

It was somewhat familiar, but also somewhat unfamiliar.    

    

After all, he had never seen his own body from this angle.    

    

"Fourteen breaths."    

    

Xiao Yun's sudden words confused the drunkard.    

    

Xiao Yun walked over and squatted in front of the head. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the man's eyes. Then he said, "I mean, after a person's head is chopped off, he can live for 14 breaths of time. I think he is still wondering why you suddenly attacked him. Why don't you explain it to him? "    

    

The drunkard shook his head and said, "Forget it, there's no need. I believe in getting rid of the roots. I have to think of a way to destroy the entire Linghu family."    

    

"Exterminate the entire family?"    

    

"If it wasn't the entire family, would it still be called exterminating the entire family?"    

    

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.    

    

Each of them had their own ulterior motives.    

    

No one knew what they were thinking.    

    


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