Urban Young Fairy

"Full cloud!"

Seeing the flesh and blood left on the ground, the middle-aged man turned pale and shouted.

But his full cloud has no way to answer his words.

“Self-made.”

Lin also dismissed.

Zuohe's face is blue: "Kill him!"

Huang Longji stood in the same place, clenched his fists, his eyes were completely gloomy, and his eyes were a little bit cold, like a beast, staring at Lin.

"No matter what means you used to break my chain of soul locks, but today, you must die!"

"How can you be my opponent if you are not in King Kong!"

Huang Long was very angry and didn't want to believe what was happening in front of him.

He realized that he had realized it for more than ten years, and he condensed his inner strength into a technique of locking the soul chain, so easily broken by people!

Huang Long's hands clenched his fists and slammed into the ground.

The entire ground with the Huang Longji's punch, dusty, his body is like a lightning mixed in a dust, the body's meridians burst out of the sound of screaming.

Huang Long’s figure plundered and widened his eyes. A strong tornado shrouded Huang Long’s body all over the body, and the furniture in the hall collapsed.

He wants to punch Lin’s head with a punch!

Huang Long is extremely exposed.

"If you have thousands of means, in the face of absolute power, it is just a joke!"

Huang Long is extremely squatting, and the momentum is like a dragon.

In the air, looking at the distance, it is like a strong sandstorm.

"Besides the gods, they are all fairy soils, between the yin and the yang, holding the fingers into the front!"

Lin also shouldered with one hand and looked indifferent. He looked at the Huanglongji who had flown toward himself and meditation.

In his body, he was so energetic that Lin was also at the center of the ten-meter position.

Unlike the wind of Huanglongji, Lin’s wind looks softer and more delicate.

However, the wind that was bursting around Lin’s fingertips slowly turned into a three-footed sword.

The sword is as transparent as the front.

Lin also slowly looked up and gently said: "I have a sword, you can marry you."

"Go to death!"

Huang Long is very squatting, and has already arrived at Lin Yi. The skin above and below his body has already shown a blue-brown color, just like copper.

Fist even.

Lin also gently gripped the fingertip position between the three feet, and did not move, when Huang Longji arrived, slowly raised his hand.

The white three-footed sword, Jianfeng squatted on the top of Huang Longji's fist.

Time, there is a moment of pause.

Next second.

The gas waves are cracked.

The three beams and columns in the first floor of the villa collapsed.

The three-footed sword smashed the stagnation and slowly opened the fist of Huang Longji.

Then there is the arm, the head, the chest, and finally, a knife and a half.

Huang Longji's body was divided into two sections, which fell to the ground and disappeared.

When the smoke was exhausted, Zuohe and the middle-aged man coughed. When they looked up, they saw a ruin, and Lin, who was independent.

"Huang...What about Mr. Huang?"

Zuo He did not see Huang Longji at first sight, and asked subconsciously.

"Yes, there!"

The middle-aged man trembled in his voice and looked at the corner. He became a two-and-a-half dragon, and he couldn’t help but tremble.

There is no such thing as the biggest reliance of Huang Longji. Now they are like lambs to be slaughtered.

"You, can you serve?"

Lin also looked cold and pale, and his black hair rose with the wind. It was like a god, and his cold eyes gazed at the two people not far away.

Zuo He saw it, and his old face changed constantly. Finally, he slammed into the ground: "I have left my eyes and I don't know Taishan. I also ask the little brothers to raise their hands and spare us a life!"

"If there is any need to use our left home in the future, please let me know!"

Zuo He no longer has the pride of being the left-hander. At this moment, he is like a defeated dog.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The middle-aged man next to him was suddenly squatting on the ground, his face pale, and he continued to lean toward Lin.

"I need you to do two things for me."

Lin also looked indifferent: "Well, I will consider giving you a life. If you don't do well, go to hell."

"Please... please say!"

Hearing the opportunity to live, Zuo He and the middle-aged man had a little more hope on their faces, and looked at Lin Yi with eagerness.

"The first thing, give me more than a hundred years of medicine, the more the better, give you three days of work, at least find 10, can do it." Lin also swept away.

Zuohe quickly nodded: "Our left family and Qian Jiale will have business dealings all the time. He should have medicinal herbs over a hundred years, can be!"

"The second thing, find someone for me."

Lin is also fluent and looks to the left.

"Yes...who?"

Zuohe swallowed and was scared by Lin.

"Before the Qian Jiale auction, I took the magic medicine and blood jade that was stolen from the ancient tomb. Do you know."

Lin also asked questions.

Zuo He pondered for a moment, and some asked: "Is it taken in the past few days?"

"Ok."

"I can personally ask Qian Zhide to ask, are you looking for the few items?"

Zuo He still doesn't know that the **** medicine has been intercepted by Lin Yi from the hands of the doctor Wang Guren.

"I am looking for someone who takes the lot to find the tomb. If you do both of these things, I will spare you a life. If it is not good, I will come back to take your life."

Lin also looked indifferent, looking at Zuo He over there: "A week, if there is no result I want, you will die."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zuo He and the middle-aged man squatted on the floor.

Lin also walked into the corner, and Liu Wei, who had passed out, gave resistance to his shoulders, akimbo with one hand, and yawned out of the left house.

Lin also left.

Looking at the scenes of the flesh and blood in the entire hall, Zuohe stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

"Dad! Is it really necessary to do what he said? Manyun and Siwen, can't die!"

The middle-aged man looked mournful and his voice choked.

"What are you panic!"

Zuo He yelled at him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ took a deep breath and looked at the position of the empty villa door. He slowly said: "Even Huang Long is not his opponent. What can we do now?"

"First do what he said, and wait until Huang Longji master Mo Yang goes out. On that day, it is not too late to avenge!"

Zuohe died and gritted his teeth, his face was gloomy: "We are left, and we can't be killed by a kid!"

"Zuoshan, you will go to Qian Jiale later, collect the medicinal herbs he wants for a hundred years, I will go to Qian Zhide, and ask for the information of the person who sent the film!"

Zuo Heqiang endured the discomfort in the body, and the broken limbs that can be seen everywhere in front of him are simply challenging the physiological limits of human beings.

"it is good!"

Zuoshan bit his teeth, helped Zuohe to get up, and finally looked at the coffin of Zuo Siwen, muttering to himself: "Son, your father is useless, you can only grieve you first, wait until Moyang goes out, then Give you revenge!"

(End of this chapter)