Chapter 1380

Lin Yan said: "You are not a martial artist!" Your Martial Venerable is false, if I see it correctly, you are forcibly raising your cultivation to the level of Martial Venerable, but this is just an external illusion, in fact, doing so will only bury your true martial arts future, and now if you want to really advance to Martial Venerable, it is impossible to do so. ”

Meng Jinshui was speechless when he heard it.

His martial strength is indeed an illusion.

In fact, Lin Yan provoked the Zhao family, and Zhao Quansheng used his power to interrogate Lin Yan's three halls, this news alarmed Li Xiang, Li Xiang thought about it again and again, and found a way to notify Meng Jinshui, who was in retreat. And Meng Jinshui suddenly learned that he had a daughter, and he had an extra grandson, and someone wanted to bully his grandson, so why not? When his cultivation was slow to move, he chose to go to extremes, using secret methods to urge qi and blood, and forcibly improve his cultivation.

Meng Jinshui then said: "If you can't advance, you can't be promoted, it's not a big deal, anyway, Lao Tzu has already stepped into the coffin with one foot, and he doesn't have many years to live." ”

Lin Yan shook his head again: "You will be kind to my mother in the future, and compensate you for what you owe her all these years, so that you can live for another twenty years is not a problem, if you are lucky, maybe longer!" Also, you can't step into Wuzun yourself, I can help you. ”

For a moment, Meng Jinshui was dumbfounded.

......

Following.

Lin Yan's family drove to Jiaqing.

Go and sweep Wang Yueru's tomb.

Throughout the whole process, Meng Jinshui, a local warlord, kept a stiff face, with a sad expression and infinite remembrance.

Li Xiang once said that Wang Yueru is Meng Jinshui's favorite woman.

Perhaps, it is not without purpose.

But at this moment, the cemetery where Wang Yueru was located was surrounded by a group of black-clothed bodyguards.

This cemetery is not large, the total number of tombs is less than two hundred, but now the entire venue is controlled by thirty black-clothed bodyguards, all the passages are blocked, and no one is allowed to enter or exit, even if anyone wants to come to worship the ancestors, they are not allowed.

And the management office of the cemetery, Lin Xinnu and Meng Baohua are here, followed by two young nannies.

Originally, this office was similar to a security room, but the conditions were limited.

But now, it's a different story.

Not only is there air conditioning, but there is also a large TV, and even a high-end Simmons bed, as well as two high-end massage chairs, as if the place is arranged as a high-end hotel.

Lin Yan asked them to come here to kneel in front of Wang Yueru's grave to repent, but they came to enjoy it.

"Oh, calculate the time, this 100-day heart-scratching Gu is about to attack again, Ah Xiang, hurry, tie us up with a rope and give us an injection!" Meng Baohua sat on the massage chair, looked at the time, and immediately shouted to the nanny beside him.

"Okay, right away!"

The two nannies took action, one served Lin Xinnu and the other served Meng Baohua.

These two people, who have been tortured by Gu poison for a few days, are now covered with scars that have been scratched by themselves, pus is still coming out in many places, and they often need to apply potions, where have they suffered this kind of pain before? Every time he has an attack, he has to scold Lin Yan's ancestors for eighteen generations! It's not that they haven't found a famous doctor, the problem is that there is no doctor who can solve the Gu poison on their bodies, and only a poisonous needle can relieve the pain when they have an attack.

Five minutes later.

Gu poison attack.

Lin Xinnu and Meng Baohua sat on the massage chair, their hands and feet were all tied, and they continued to massage.

But his expression was extremely hideous, screaming and scolding—

"Lin Yan, you kill a thousand knives, you can't die well, I must kill you, kill you!"

"Meng Banru, you little slut, you wait for me, I can poison you once, and I can poison you a hundred times!"

"And Wang Yueru, you old slut, you short-lived ghost, sooner or later, I, Lin Xinnu, will dig up your ashes and pave the way, so that your old slut will be trampled on by 10,000 people after he dies, and 10,000 people will ride!"

While they were yelling loudly, a man pushed open the door to the management office and walked in.

This person's face is full of frost and anger, it is Meng Jinshui!