Chapter Thirty-Eight: Lin Zhe, This Is What You Should Return!

Ji Rong said, tears rolling down, she stared at Ning Junye's incredulous eyes that suddenly raised her head and said:

"Auntie also has to thank you for surviving well, so that the cause of death of Ah Ji and the Jun family will finally see the light of day, all these years, you have carried these alone, you have suffered!"

"Second Aunt ......"

Ji Rong's words were like a ray of soft light in the darkness and a warm breeze floating in the cold winter, carefully rubbing into Ning Junye's tightly sealed heart, making him break the defense in an instant.

He opened his mouth, burst into tears, gasped violently, and ran out of breath.

Over the years, he was disturbed by nightmares, and as soon as he fell asleep, those tragically dead faces and dead eyes chased after him like a bone appendage, asking him to take revenge, accusing him of why he lived alone.

For the first time in so many years, this is the first time someone has told him, thank you for surviving!

For the first time, someone told him: Thank you for your hard work!

He originally thought that he would never be forgiven in this life, he originally thought that he would live in hatred and fear for the rest of his life.

Can ...... now

Ji Rong saw that Ning Jun was panting quickly but couldn't make a sound, so he quickly patted him on the back and wanted him to cry.

But crying seemed to be a particularly difficult thing for him, and the green tendons on his forehead were so suffocated that he couldn't make a sound.

Suddenly, Ning Junye was knocked unconscious by a hand knife.

Ling Yan walked over and formed a wind spell to support Ning Junye, making him slowly lie down on the ground.

Ji Rong was stunned for a moment, and Ling Yan explained: "He hasn't cried for too long, but he can't cry when he is extremely emotional, and if he continues like this, it will hurt his heart and brain." ”

Ji Rong understood, nodded, and looked at Ning Junye who was slowly curled up on the ground distressedly, "It's okay, after suffering for so many years, let him take a good rest." ”

Ling Yan looked at Ji Rong, "Second aunt ......"

She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't get what she wanted to say.

Ji Rong saw her embarrassment and guessed what she wanted to say.

Ji Rong said: "I know it's hard for you to talk about this, so needless to say, the second aunt understands, what you want to do is to do it, when you need the second aunt, the second aunt is here!" ”

"Lin Qingsheng, he has done so many evil things over the years, he must be made to pay! If your second uncle is still here, he will support you! ”

Hearing this, Ling Yan took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "I know!" ”

Two days later, the Lin family.

Lin Zhe fell to the floor of the room, and the poison in his body made him feel painful.

His eyes were full of hatred.

He was highly poisonous, and the blood in his body boiled every day, and he died of pain.

However, his father and mother didn't believe that he was really poisoned, and thought that he was acting to deceive people, so they locked him in the room, didn't listen to any explanation from him, and let him endure the pain alone!

He hates it!

Why do parents only care about their sisters!

It doesn't matter if he's going to die!

He really hates!

Lin Zhe finally recovered, and in addition to hatred, there was extreme fear in his eyes.

Tomorrow is the deadline agreed by the woman, and if he can't get the money in exchange for the antidote, then he will explode and die!

No, he has to figure it out on his own, Daddy doesn't want to see him at all now, it's absolutely impossible to raise money for him!

Then you can only ......

Late at night, Lin Zhe ran out of the back door of Lin's house covered in blood and holding the Split Sword.

His hands trembled, but his eyes were filled with unusual excitement.

This cracked sword is worth 65 million taels, and it must be exchanged for an antidote from that cheap woman.

As long as he gets the antidote, he will tell his father to kill the woman and take the sword back.

Who made them only care about their sister, and bought a broken sword for his sister with all the family property that belonged to him!

He also wants to give his sister a taste of what it's like to lose!

Lin Zhe ran to the mountain with an excited face, no one saved him, so he saved himself!

When Lin Zhe arrived near Granny Jiang's yard, it was almost dawn.

In the morning, the fog in the mountains and forests was heavy, and the Split Tassel Sword in his hand suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

Lin Zhe stood outside the courtyard, and saw that the body pieces that were cut down by the woman had disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He couldn't understand why the woman had chosen this place for trading.

He walked towards the courtyard, and two figures gradually emerged from the fog.

When Lin Zhe saw the two of them, his face suddenly changed.

Why is Ning Junye, who won second place in the tryouts, by this woman's side?

And when he saw the grave piled up in the courtyard, an unbelievable thought suddenly popped into his heart.

He turned around and wanted to run, but at this moment, an inexplicable gravity suddenly pressed down on him, causing him to slam to the ground.

Lin Zhe's crown belt fell off, his hair was scattered, and he was covered in mud and mess.

Ling Yan quietly appeared behind him, picked up the fallen Split Sword, and said in a cold voice: "I only think of running now, don't you think it's too late?" ”

Lin Zhe's pupils trembled, but he pretended not to understand what she meant, he said angrily: "You, what do you mean, this sword is worth 65 million taels of silver, I have already given it to you, you should give me the antidote and let me go!" ”

Lingyan pulled up his skirt and half-squatted down, grabbed his hair with one hand, lifted his head, and looked at him and sneered.

"Lin Zhe, it's come to this point, what are you pretending to be naΓ―ve in front of me?"

Ling Yan said, dragged him up, dragged him to Granny Jiang's grave, and used an ice spell to force two icicles through his two knees.

Lin Zhe screamed and knelt down.

Ling Yan put his head in front of Granny Jiang's tombstone and gritted his teeth: "What did you do a month ago, did you forget it so quickly!" ”

Lin Zhe's eyes were about to burst because of the pain in his knees, and he trembled:

"Who are you? Why! You have no reason with this family, why do you want to be the enemy of my Lin family for them! ”

"For no reason?"

Ling Yan laughed miserably, she changed back to Lin Yan's face and said to Lin Zhe: "You look at me now, do you still think that I have no reason with them?" My good brother! ”

The familiar voice made Lin Zhe's eyes show an unbelievable look, and he turned his head to look at Ling Yan, and his face was suddenly sluggish.

"How, how is it possible!"

"You're the ......"

Before Lin Zhe finished speaking, he was grabbed by Lingyan by the hair and smashed his head to the ground.

One time!

Twice!

Three, four!

Lin Zhe was forced to kowtow four times in front of Granny Jiang's grave.

Bloody.

Lingyan said: "That's right, it's me!" You lied to me for fifteen years, I only lied to you for half a month, it's already very cheap for you! ”

"These four heads are what you should pay back!"

After she finished speaking, she dragged Lin Zhe outside the courtyard.

Lin Zhe didn't know what she wanted to do, but the terrifying aura emanating from Lingyan's body made him understand that it would definitely not be a good thing to greet him next.

He couldn't resist Lingyan, so he could only cry and beg for mercy: "Sister! Sister, I was wrong! I was wrong before, I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have killed Granny Jiang and Sister Yinyin......"

Before Lin Zhe finished speaking, Ling Yan angrily pulled out the Split Blade and cut his mouth from left to right.

Lin Zhe reacted, the severe pain made him tremble wildly, but his mouth was scratched, and he couldn't scream if he wanted to.

"You don't deserve to call their names!"

Lingyan threw Lin Zhe into the forest, formed a golden spell, and used the nearby iron sand to condense four iron nails with three fingers thick, and fiercely nailed Lin Zhe to a giant tree held by five people.

At this time, the Split Blade Sword was suspended in front of Lin Zhe, and Jiang Yinsen's cold voice came out of the sword.

"Now, he's mine!"

Lingyan: "Yes, yes. ”

After Ling Yan finished speaking, the sword body of the Split Silkworm Sword moved, but just before she was about to stab Lin Zhe, she said coldly to Ling Yan:

"You go and wait for me in the courtyard, there is no need for outsiders here!"

Ling Yan glanced at the Cracked Sword, pursed his lips, and turned around.

Thank you.