Sharp and sharp, she squinted at her murderous slants.

"What mother in the world is afraid of touching her son's body?!"

Flesh and blood are not the end of death.

Especially the mother, the moment she sees her son's body, she will not want to run away, but should rush forward in fear.

Unless this Xiang Yi is not his son at all!

Mrs. Xiang's face suddenly turned pale: "You...... What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Ling Luoyu walked quickly towards Xiang Yi: "The one who died is not Xiang Yi at all!" ”

In the midst of the shouting, she lifted the white cloth that covered the curtain with Xiangyi.

Under the white cloth, it was indeed the face of a dead man.

But it's also a deformed face!

The skin on his face was saggy, wrinkled, as if the face could fall off at any moment.

Ling Luoyu's lips were slightly bladed, a thin smile faded out, his eyes were as bright as knives and glanced at Mrs. Xiang, and he raised his hand and tore off Xiang Yi's face violently.

"Ah......h

In the mourning hall, it was scary enough to peel off the skin of a dead man, and she even came to such a throat.

Under this situation, this scene, and this sound, the dead can be scared alive.

But at this time, no one cared about her howl, and they all stared at Xiang Yi on the ground.

This turned out to be a middle-aged man in his forties.

Someone has sharp eyes and a quick mouth: "Isn't this Steward Zhao?" ”

"Who is Steward Zhao?"

"It's our young master's henchman!"

For a while, the guests began to talk.

The slave lies in the mourning hall instead of the master, so what about the master?!

Flipping the human skin mask in his hand, Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows evilly, and looked at Madame Xiang ghostly.

"Madame Xiang, do you take the initiative to explain to Ben Shao yourself, or do you want Ben Shao to do it and ask you to answer?!"

Mrs. Xiang only reacted at this time, and with a scream of "ah", the girl ran outside.

"Someone, help...... Ling Sanshao killed someone......"

The power of the Ling family is in the capital, and no one dares to provoke it at all, let alone Ling Luoyu, who kills people if he disagrees.

So even though he screamed miserably to his wife and fled in embarrassment, no one came out to help.

Even the guards of the Xiang family were only guarding on both sides, and did not dare to get close.

Ling Luoyu followed Mrs. Xiang unhurriedly, watching her flee all the way to the backyard.

"Help...... Elder Ming, help, help......"

Elder Ming?!

Ling Luoyu frowned.

Could it be that there are still some masters hidden in the Xiang family!?

Her eyes fell to the backyard.

Mrs. Xiang didn't come out like this, indicating that this person probably didn't want to meddle.

The corners of Ling Luoyu's lips sneered.

With her here, you still want to hide away!?

As soon as his palm sank, Xuan Qi suddenly rose, and with a flick of his fingers, he shot at Madame's ankle.

"Poof!"

Xuan Qi broke through his ankle and brought out a stream of blood,

"Ahh

With a scream, she fell out in embarrassment.

Ignoring the pain in his ankle, Xiang Madame struggled to get up and limped to the backyard.

"Elder Ming, help...... Help, Elder Ming......"

"Poof!"

Xuan Qi shot at her again, piercing her knee.

"Ahh

In the screams, Mrs. Xiang fell to the ground and could not get up again.

She has always been pampered, when has she ever been tortured and hurt like this.

Two consecutive penetrating injuries were enough to break all her will.

"Ah......h

She cried in despair.

"You take a thousand knives and drive forward, you kill me......"