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Lin Hui, the patriarch of the main battle faction of the Lin family, smashed the table in front of him into pieces with all his might. Fifty-year-old Lin Zimu was his second son, and now he was in the position of a general in the Lin family, and he himself was a fourth-order powerhouse. Lin Zimu saw that his father was suddenly so angry, and he thought that it must have something to do with the news he received just now. Although Lin Zimu was very curious about what happened to provoke his father, he still endured it and did not ask.

Lin Hui was still a little surprised that this reckless son had calmed down today, so he asked, "Don't you want to know what happened?"

Lin Zimu smiled and asked, "Father, what happened, you are so angry?"

Lin Hui stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the first stream of people below, "Yin Long, that bastard is dead!"

"What?" Lin Zimu jumped up from his chair and laughed, "This guy has finally ascended to heaven, hey, even if that's the case, why is my father still worried?"

"It's obviously not that simple. Yin Qiu, that bastard, colluded with the prince Yin Chong to frame the princess Yin Hualing to kill Yin Long, and the entire Canis Big is wanted by Yin Hualing. The day before yesterday, Yin Hualing and Ziying were caught by Yin Shang of Rottweiler Planet, and they would be handed over to Yin Qiu immediately. Lin Hui clenched his fists and scolded, "This is the end of our agreement with the Yin clan!"

"What about my sister?"

"For today's plan, we can only take one step at a time!"

"Father," Lin Zimu didn't understand why his father said this, "What's there to be afraid of a little Yin Qiu?" Big brother, what can you say?" Lin Zimu looked at Lin Ziliang, who was sitting there silently, and asked.

Lin Ziliang is Lin Hui's eldest son, although his ability is mediocre, only second-order, but he is resourceful, and the Lin family can develop into one of the three major families of Canis Big today, half of which depends on his head. Lin Ziliang smiled slightly, twisted the cigarette butt in his hand and said, "Father is not afraid of Yin Qiu, but about Yin Chong's old fox." It is obvious that the emperor was killed by Yin Chong and Yin Qiu, and Yin Hualing was just a scapegoat. Moreover, Yin Qiu is just a stepping stone for Yin Zhong to really control the constellation Canis. Once Yin Qiu loses his effect, Yin Chong will not hesitate to kick him away. ”

"After all that, you still haven't said how to save Ziying?" Lin Zimu rolled his eyes.

Lin Ziliang continued: "Yin Long dies and the new emperor ascends the throne, he will definitely burn three fires first to establish his prestige. If my father stood up and argued with him on his sister's issue at this time, he would not hesitate to make an example of the monkey and start with our Lin family first. When the time comes, our old enemy will add fuel to the fire and stir up, and Yin Chong and Yin Qiu will just plan and completely overthrow us. At that time, it will be too late for our Lin family to rebel!"

"Then, you can really just sit back and watch your sister be killed?"

"Second brother, you don't want to think about it, such a good opportunity to contain and win over our Lin family, will Yin Chong and Yin Qiu let it go?"

Lin Zimu suddenly realized at this time, slapped his head and said with a smile: "I heard my father just now that our agreement with the Yin family ended here, I thought it was ...... Hi, scared the hell out of me. So, let's wait and see what happens?"

Lin Ziying was still on the damp ground of the cell by the two guards, turned around and locked the door and left. Yin Hualing, who was next door to the cell, quickly stood up and whispered from the window between the two cells: "Ziying, are you okay?

Lin Ziying struggled to get up, leaned against the wall, gasping for breath. The bottom was swollen and painful, bleeding, and I couldn't even close my legs. It's the third day. Since the two of them were imprisoned by Yin Shang, Yin Shang had to visit Lin Ziying more than a dozen times a day, almost every hour. At the beginning, Lin Ziying still had the strength to struggle, and even fought with Yin Shang for a few rounds, but in the next two days, Lin Ziying was tortured by Yin Shang without drinking water or eating, and almost lost her strength.

Lin Ziying gritted her teeth and said with a reluctant smile: "Don't worry, Hualing, I'm fine, when we go out, I must let Yin Shangsheng die as well as death!" Speaking of this, Lin Ziying couldn't help but sobbed silently. Can you still get out?

"Ziying, I hurt you. Don't worry, I'm going to surrender to him, I'm willing to marry him and let him let you go!"

"No, Hua Ling, don't do this," Lin Ziying forced herself to stand up, but her lower body had no strength at all, and there was still a tearing pain there, she clung desperately to the wall, her nails were sinking into the bricks, "No, don't do it!" she cried and begged, and suddenly, a trace of despair slipped through her eyes, "Unless, unless you dislike me!"

"No, Ziying, how can you think that? I don't dislike you! I can only hate myself for hurting you!"

"No, Hua Ling, I don't hate you, and you don't have to think like that! as long as we're still together, it's fine!"

"Yo drink, it's really a pair of amorous people!" At this time, the door of the dungeon opened, and Yin Shang walked in in a strange manner, he looked refreshed, not at all like a person who had been "working" for three days at a high density. When he passed by the door of Lin Ziying's cell, he said with his tongue: "This chick is indeed too tender, and I can't stop it." I'll go, why is it hard again?" he rubbed his crotch, smiled and walked to the door of Yin Hualing's cell under Lin Ziying's vicious gaze.

Yin Shang sneered, "How is it, how are you thinking about it?" You'd better hurry up, otherwise, hum, my cousin can't wait!" As he spoke, Yin Shang whistled, blowing a famous song from the brothel in Rottweiler, which almost every man knows. "Oh, that's right," Yin Shang said as if he had just remembered something, "I heard that Lin Feng has escaped from the planet Hudu and wiped out several big families in Enos. This kid really thinks of himself as a character, so rampant, I'm afraid that he will burp before he gets out of the big canis!"

"Hmph, he can't die if you die!" Yin Hualing scolded, "Don't be delusional, give me to your cousin, if I don't die, you will regret not killing me today!"

"You're still so stubborn as you were when you were a child!" Yin Shang put away the smile on his face and waved his hand to the guards, one of them opened the door, and the other two walked in and dragged Yin Hualing, who had been injected with an ability suppression potion, out. Yin Shang snorted coldly, and the two guards dragged Yin Hualing out of the dungeon.

Lin Ziying shouted weakly, listening to Yin Hualing's scolding getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. Yin Shang walked back to Lin Ziying's cell, opened the door, and with a wicked smile on his face, he took off his clothes as he walked, and then pounced.

Lin Feng very easily kicked open the hatch that was said to be protected by several electronic combination locks, looked at the surprised faces in the command cabin, and locked Dupont Gerak at a glance. Lin Feng stopped snapping his fingers and greeted Du Pont politely: "Lord Count Gerak, first of all, I will tell you a very bad news. Chandler Bond was killed by me!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire command room was in an uproar, and then there was a dead silence. Everyone knew that Chandler was a fifth-order ability, and the Lin Feng in front of him who had escaped from the spatial rift was only a fourth-order ability. Could it be that the inside of that spatial rift is really so magical?

"Rest assured, although the wilderness conditions are very simple, I still built a tomb for him. Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of his sacrifice. "Ahem," coughed, and said seriously: "Inside, actually, this time to ......" Before Lin Feng finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound in his brain, and the sea of consciousness immediately lifted a small lang flower. Lin Feng was puzzled for a while, and immediately recognized that there was an abnormal spiritual energy trying to invade his brain. Lin Feng emitted a "disturbing" sound wave from his throat, dispersing that spiritual energy.

Lin Feng's face sank, and he sneered: "Hmph, it turns out that you are Knox!"

After the mental energy was dispelled, one of the fighters in the command room fell to the ground. He was actually dead a long time ago, but now without the support of the spiritual energy of the Knox people who invaded his brain, he finally got rid of the fate of the walking dead.

Dupont glared viciously at the warrior who had fallen to the ground, and had already warned them that even the omnipotent Emperor Lanok Penx had been killed by the strange sound waves emitted by this kid, and that it was best not to act rashly until the last resort, and there were still people who did not heed their warnings. At this time, his deeds were exposed, and death was not terrible, and no one could afford to delay the general's plan.

"You're really amazing, hmph, if it weren't for the identity of my subordinates, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to guess it, right?" DuPont said this, which was tantamount to admitting that he was a Knox.

"According to Professor Goras, apart from the one named Constantine, no Knox has successfully left the spatial rift," Lin Feng looked at the dozens of Knox people in the command cabin, "You guys followed me out?"

Dupont laughed, "It's too late to know now, brothers, let's go together!"

After Du Pont finished speaking, dozens of spiritual energies rushed into Lin Feng's brain together, causing quite a stir in the sea of consciousness. Lin Feng only felt that in an instant, it was as if he had become dozens of people, each of whom was himself, and he was not everyone.

(The rest of the story will be slower, revolving around the key and the bastard.)