Chapter 66: The Funeral

The college entrance examination has finally arrived.

Most of the candidates across the country didn't sleep well the night before, and they are still excited today.

The gates of the major examination rooms were crowded with people, including candidates and their parents, and some families even came from families.

The exam is about to start, and everyone is anxiously waiting and feeling nervous.

Chen Yufei was very nervous, but it was not because he had to take the exam.

He couldn't find Ling Yao.

Ling Yao and he were in the same examination room, but until now, there was no one to see, and no one answered the phone.

Ling Yao's mobile phone was left at home, and he dressed in simple clothes to attend Ning Rucheng's funeral.

The funeral of Ningru City was held in the suburbs, and a large area of land here was privately owned by the Ning family.

At this moment, it was drizzling, and under the dim sky, a group of people in black dresses held umbrellas and stepped on the damp soil, walking neatly and quietly.

Ning Xinrui walked in the front, holding the portrait of Ning Rucheng with both hands, with a low expression.

Ning Wantong was wearing a long black dress, wearing a string of pearls on her fair neck, a white flower hanging on her chest, her eyes were slightly red, and she held an umbrella for Ning Xinrui.

Ling Yao was at the end of the crowd, also holding a black umbrella, his face calm.

"Stop!"

Ning Fengtian waved his hand, and the cemetery arrived.

After a series of memorial ceremonies, chrysanthemums were laid in front of the deceased's tomb to express their condolences, and the family members bowed and thanked them.

Some wept silently.

Ning Wantong is one of them.

I don't know if it's because of excessive grief or something else.

She was a little dizzy, her eyes could barely be opened, her body staggered, and she almost collapsed.

Ning Fenghe held her up in time and said softly: "Little sister, I understand your mood, you can rest first......"

Before he finished speaking, he also felt dizzy.

Ning Fengtian walked behind the two of them at some point, supported the two of them, and slowly put them down, "You are all tired, just get some sleep." ”

More and more people lost consciousness and collapsed unconscious, but there was still a large black umbrella that remained motionless in the rain.

"What's going on?" Ning Xinrui looked shocked.

"Hmm, why is she okay?

"She had a red nose, probably a cold. ”

“......”

There was a whisper from the crowd.

"Xinrui. Ning Fengtian said softly, "You haven't rested well in the past two days, you're sick, listen to your uncle, let's get out of here first." ”

Ning Xinrui glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "What are you hiding from me!"

"Uncle is for your own good, the next scene is not suitable for you to see. Ning Fengtian persuaded.

"Old man, go all the way. ”

At this moment, Ling Yao's voice sounded, ignoring the abnormalities around him, and he was not affected in the slightest.

He just sat in front of the tombstone, put away the umbrella in front of his lap, and smiled slightly, "Congratulations, you are dying." ”

"If you're done, let's go quickly, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the college entrance examination. Ning Xinrui's expression was indifferent, "I don't plan to go to college anymore, and I will start taking over the family business in the future." ”

"He can't leave, and you can't take over the family business. ”

Ning Fengtian sighed, "Xinrui, since you don't listen to your uncle's advice, then you can only be wronged to watch some bloody scenes." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "hiss" sound, an umbrella burst open, revealing the blade inside.

The rain splashed on the blade, reflecting a cold glow filled with murderous intent.

The people who had never fallen showed their true faces, they were not from the Ning family, they had surrounded Ling Yao, and at the same time slashed at him with a sword.

Ning Xinrui's face turned pale, and she didn't understand what was going on at all.

Ning Fengtian stood aside, standing with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at everything in front of him.

Ling Yao's face was expressionless, he didn't look back, and threw the umbrella on his lap back.

The air whistled and there was a sharp popping sound.

Puff puff!

The pitch-black umbrella was dyed blood-red, and it pierced the bodies of the three men at the same time, sticking to the last man.

At the tip of the umbrella, scarlet blood mixed with rainwater dripped, flowed and melted into the dirt.

The other two people, the blood hole in their chest was transparent before and after, and there was no life, which was shocking.

This scene caused an extremely strong visual impact and shocked everyone.

"Don't bother me. ”

Ling Yao's voice was very soft, for fear of waking up his deceased friend, and at the same time, there was an indescribable coldness that made everyone's hearts chill.

For a while, the killers were a little indecisive and looked at each other.

"What are you doing in a daze, do it to Lao Tzu!"

A deep cry suddenly exploded, the earth trembled slightly, and a tall figure was rushing wildly, and the rain drops on his body turned into white steam, it was Xu Haitao.

Obviously, he took Ji Xiaofan's red pill again.

"Up!"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

A group of killers let out a burst of applause, and the trembling sound of the blades tearing through the air made the scalp tingle, and a cold light enveloped Ling Yao.

Ling Yao's expression was gloomy and terrifying, he suddenly got up, raised his hand and grabbed the first knife that was about to fall on him for his own use.

The next moment, the sword light bloomed, and it was extremely dazzling.

Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, but they heard a terrible scream, and when they opened their eyes, they were all like lightning strikes.

Corpses lay on the ground, mutilated, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

The rain gradually became heavier and rushed on them, and the blood flowed away, and the earth was blood-red!

Ning Xinrui vomited directly, frightened.

Rao is Ning Fengtian, and he has never seen such a terrible scene, his eyes trembled, and his whole body was cold.

On the other hand, Ling Yao's face was as usual, which was terrifying.

The rest of the killers were so frightened that they still had the slightest will to fight, and they ran away.

They had already angered Ling Yao, and Ling Yao naturally wouldn't let them leave alive.

He toe at him, and several knives on the ground flew out with a whizz, piercing them!

"Die!"

A roar suddenly came from above Ling Yao's head, and it turned out to be Xu Haitao who jumped into the air, a huge hard fist blasting towards Ling Yao's head.

Ling Yao didn't raise his head, but it seemed that he was completely in control of his movements, and he slashed through the air.

Phew!

The broken arm flew out, and Xu Haitao fell to the ground heavily, howling miserably.

Ling Yao looked down at him with an indifferent expression.

Xu Haitao begged for mercy in fear, "I was wrong! I don't dare anymore!"

Ling Yao turned a deaf ear and raised his knife to slash.

Woohoo!

Under Ling Yao's feet, several cold rays broke through the ground and shot straight into his head.

The sword light fell, and these cold rays were all split in two, and they fell to the ground, but they were a few silver needles that had been cut in half straight and evenly from top to bottom!

The knife momentum did not disappear, piercing Xu Haitao's chest and penetrating into the ground.

Xu Haitao died, and there was a scream from the ground, and a trace of blood gushed out along the cracks.

Ling Yao slammed down with a punch, tearing open the earth and dragging out someone hiding underneath.

Ji Xiaofan was covered in blood, and was carried in his hands by Ling Yao, like a dead dog!