"I'm going to kill you. The demon boy repeated this sentence repeatedly, his words filled with infinite hatred, gritting his teeth, and being extremely angry.

Flying in again, Ling Yun wanted to teach him a lesson, and raised his foot.

The demon boy looked at the raised foot, his eyes showed a look of ecstasy, it was Ling Yun who broke his hamstring at the beginning, and now he can't fully recover, he can only limp all the time, and now this foot kicks himself, as long as he grabs it with his hand, he can twist the whole foot off, and even pull out the foot bones and tear off the flesh and blood.

The demon boy spread his two hands into claws, like two iron hooks, and rushed towards Ling Yun's feet.

However, Ling Yun smiled slightly, the speed of the foot was so fast that when it pierced the air, the shoes were rubbed by the force of the wind, and there were sparks on it, and before the iron hook and claw were closed, a kick hit the demon boy's chest, and the thin body flew straight out dozens of feet, hit the beam of the room, and fell to the ground.

Everything happened so fast that the boy landed and realized that the hook-like claws had not yet been fully closed, and it was obviously impossible to catch the foot at this speed.

The pain in his chest, his back to the ground when he landed, and he almost lost his back breath, it didn't matter anymore, the demon boy gritted his teeth and twisted his face, endured the severe pain, didn't say a word, and struggled to stand up.

When he continued to rush over with a limp in obsession, although he no longer had any lethality, in order to teach this unruly horse a lesson, Ling Yun gave him a kick again.

This kick was even faster, so that he didn't see where the kick had hit his body, and he had already flown up, and fell heavily on the wall, the wooden wall broke two planks, and the demon boy's head flew out of the wall, and his neck was stuck in the wall.

"Have you taken it?" Ling Yun actually liked the strength of this little man a little, he was simply a desperate San Lang who was not afraid of death, he knew that he couldn't beat him and rushed up, it was a kind of stupid bravery, but the brave one was a little cute.

The demon boy's body seemed to spread out of the shelf, especially the head, smashing a thick layer of wood, and a large bag hit on it, which was swollen and painful, but when he heard Ling Yun's words, he was furious, pulled out the head on the wall, pulled out the dust from his ears, and continued to limp angrily.

In desperation, Ling Yun looked at the pair of iron hooks, and wanted to dig out his heart, so he had to fly up again, this kick was far more powerful than the previous two times, one kick was in the middle abdomen, and the kick made the demon boy fly in the air, covering his stomach and grinning.

But this time the magic boy flew out of the inn directly, seeing that he was about to land on the bluestone paved street, in the night, one person flew up to catch him, but the kick was too powerful, and both of them fell back dozens of steps before stopping, and almost fell to the ground.

The man was described as withered, emaciated, and looked like an old man, covering his face with a black cloth, but Ling Yun had already guessed that this person was probably the Gu Ming Tong in the Second Taibao of the Divine Movement.

Gu Mingtong rushed into the inn with the demon boy in one hand, picked up the white-haired old man Nangong Liu, who was sitting on the ground, and quickly rushed out of the inn, like a hunting dog snatching food, he didn't dare to look at Ling Yun at a glance, and fled in a hurry.

Yang Lingyan had been lying on the crack of the door, peeking at the battle situation outside, and seeing the embarrassment of Gu Mingtong running away with the two of them, she couldn't help laughing, pushed the door out, and said: "These two wall grasses, since my father's death, have been working hard for Jiang Youxu, but today I have learned a lesson and suffered a lot. ”

"The people of the Divine Foot Sect, nine times out of ten, are working boys, it is understandable to be the grass on the wall, the first evil is Jiang Youxu, cut him down and eradicate the roots, and the others are not determined to follow this Jiang Youxu, I think they can spare their lives, otherwise, if the grass on the wall is all removed, I am afraid that the entire Divine Foot Sect will be killed. Lingyun said.

"I didn't plan to kill these people, those who killed my father must die, those who follow Jiang Youxu with an iron heart, those who resist stubbornly, will die together, and the others, as long as they show loyalty to me, and then take the blood worm pill that only I have the antidote, the exclusive secret recipe, you can leave a life, but let them suffer a little to relieve the hatred in my heart, it is inevitable. Yang Lingya thought of the great hatred and hatred, and her words were full of excitement.

"You don't look like you're ten years old. Listening to her well-organized narration and talking about the power technique far superior to many adults, Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Hmph, what should it look like at the age of ten? Parents are on their knees, innocent, lovable, childhood sweethearts, right? You think I don't want this kind of life, but ...... My father, my mother, my grandmother, all my relatives have all died in this ghost place of the ancestral garden, how can you let me live so naïve and hypocritical anymore? I don't want to grow up, I don't want to pretend to be an adult, I want to be innocent and happy, but God won't give me a chance. Yang Lingya said excitedly, her eyes flashing with light.

Seeing her thinking of the sad past, Ling Yun didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to say: "Don't think about the past, think about tomorrow, you can catch your father's enemy and kill him, how happy it would be." ”

"I can't wait to go up the mountain tonight, I will never let Jiang Youxu die so easily, what he did to me at the beginning, I will treat him today, all the cruel torture instruments in the world, I have to let him experience them one by one, and finally die slowly in pain, loneliness, and despair, so that every part of the body is soaked in painful torture. Yang Lingya gritted her teeth and said.

No one can imagine what such a young girl has experienced, become so full of hatred, want such cruel revenge, only those who have experienced this kind of thing, can feel the painful torture of that heart for a long time, far easier than this revenge, a person dies is the most painful, living in a nightmare of fear all night, and the heart is in a trance like a dream, this is the real torture.

Usually, Yang Lingya always talks a lot, looks lively and cheerful, and seems to have never been affected by these tragedies, in fact, her heart has been tormented by the pain for many years, countless days and nights, seeing the enemy living in front of her, but she can't do anything, her pain, is about to swallow herself.

Ling Yun was silent, he knew not to go through the suffering of others, not to persuade others, especially the hatred of killing his father, this kind of unforgettable hatred, even if he was his own, I am afraid that it would only be more cruel.

Historically, Cao Cao's father Cao Song was killed in Xuzhou by Zhang Min and other escorts, Cao Cao raised 100,000 troops, dressed in linen and filial piety, white armor and white helmets, mighty, swore to kill hundreds of thousands of people in Xuzhou City, avenging his father, although this move was excessive, leaving Cao Apu to slaughter the city's infamy, but it can be seen from this that the ancients still have revenge, especially the revenge of killing their father, not to wear the sky, this revenge is not revenged, even the heroes of the first generation have no face to survive.