Chapter 15: The Black Ball [Asking for Subscription]
"Ran'er, you...... How did you get back!"
After five years, Lin Weiyuan saw his son again, and he spoke a little excitedly. Fastest updates
But the current situation is really not suitable for their father and son to recognize each other.
Moreover, Lin Xiuran is now an immortal, and I don't know if he will recognize him as a father.
In addition to being excited, Lin Weiyuan was still at a loss in his heart.
"Father, I'm back, don't worry!"
Lin Xiuran looked at the old man in front of him who was getting older and older, and sighed with some emotion.
But he was so powerful that he still called him father after all.
Although Lin Weiyuan is sometimes a little overbearing, he really loves him "Lin Xiuran".
Even when he was his stupid son, Lin Weiyuan never treated him badly, and when he chose an heir, he only put the interests of Lin Xiuran, a stupid son, first.
He doesn't talk much, he always has a stiff face, and he looks serious, but absolutely, he is a qualified father.
Even now, he is still for him, for him to have enough time to grow up and become an immortal through the heavens and the earth, and would rather kneel in front of so many people to the people in front of him.
His love is deep.
Therefore, Lin Xiuran still called him father after all.
Lin Xiuran's call made Lin Weiyuan's eyes a little moist for a while.
He's a good boy!
Even if he becomes an immortal in the fairy court, he is willing to call himself a father.
It's just that in this way, he Lin Weiyuan can't let him be hurt.
The old ancestor behind the Han family was already at the peak of the foundation building period, and his strength was strong, it was definitely not something he could deal with, he couldn't watch him make enemies with that person, he still needed time to grow and become a powerful immortal.
"Ran'er, you go quickly, just as if you haven't been here, go to the Immortal Court, you are by no means the opponent of the Han family now, you must not be an enemy of it, listen to me, go quickly." ”
Although Lin Weiyuan wanted to get together with Lin Xiuran very much, he finally held back the tears in his eyes and let Lin Xiuran leave.
The Lin family in Ningtang is small, and he Lin Xiuran is big!
Lin Weiyuan would rather sacrifice the Lin family in Ningtang than keep his son.
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"Hahaha, Lin Weiyuan, you are still an acquaintance! You are worthy of a man who can climb from the position of the dog of the loser to the position of the head of the second family of the Wu Dynasty. ”
Han Yiyi, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but laugh when he heard Lin Weiyuan's words of "knowing current affairs".
What if his immortal son returned?
He is a hairy boy who has only passed the Golden Scale Test for five years, how can he compare with the old ancestor of his Han family who is at the peak of the foundation building period? He represents the face of the old ancestor of the Han family, does he dare to kill him?
He didn't dare!
Han Yiyi laughed and was about to stand up.
"Humph!"
His actions angered Lin Xiuran again.
Lin Xiuran snorted coldly, slapped him with one palm, and slapped him to his knees again.
"Ahh......h How dare you ......"
Han Yiyi yelled in pain.
This time, he couldn't stand up again.
Lin Xiuran's palm had already broken his legs.
"How am I?"
Lin Xiuran looked at Han Yiyi and sneered.
"Hehe, you don't know whether you live or die. I am here on behalf of my ancestor, my face is the face of my ancestor, if I have any mistakes, my ancestor will double the reward, even if you are an immortal of the Immortal Court!"
Han Yiyi knelt on the ground and looked at Lin Xiuran hatefully.
No matter how he said it, he was also the current head of the Han family, and his status was high, but now, he was kneeling in this crowded hall, which made so many people laugh.
He couldn't bear such humiliation.
His blood was surging and his eyes were red.
"Lin family child, Fang Cai, I only asked your father to kneel, now, I want you, an immortal of the Immortal Court, to kneel down for me!
"Hahaha!"
Lin Xiuran listened to Han Yuyi's words, and laughed angrily.
"Hehe, Lin Xiao'er, what are you laughing at? Are you afraid?"
Han took Lin Xiuran and laughed, so he laughed too.
Lin Xiuran really couldn't stand his appearance of not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and raised his hand to slap him, beating him to the point that his mouth and nose were bleeding and his eyes were full of stars.
"Inexplicable!"
Lin Xiuran scolded, raised his hand, and slapped him heavily.
"Buzz!"
Han Yiyi only felt that in front of him, the world was spinning.
This time, he was directly knocked to the ground.
He had stars in his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly.
"Boy, good, you're good. Now, you have completely angered me, this time, not only do you have to kneel down for me, but your two women also have to belong to me, otherwise, I will call my ancestor...... Ancestor ......"
"Phew, brain-dead, stupid!"
Lin Xiuran scolded, but before he could finish his words, the Falling Flower Sword flew out of his sleeve, turned into a small sword, flew into his mouth, and cut off his tongue as he spoke.
A fresh human tongue writhed on the ground with blood.
"Ahh
Han Yiyi wailed on the ground with a mouthful of blood.
Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu are his reverse scales.
This man touched his scales, and he would not let him die so happily.
"Don't worry, your ancestors will end up like you. ”
Lin Xiuran's eyes were cold, and the small sword-like falling flower sword turned into a rapid streamer, constantly flying back and forth around Han Qiyi's body.
Blood splattered, and pieces of flesh separated.
Han took the intention to roll back and forth on the ground, and the ghost cried wolf.
That tragic situation is that the principals in the hall who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time and have killed countless people are somewhat sick to their stomachs when they see it.
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Han was crazy and furious.
He never expected that this Lin family child would be so bold and rampant, and even the ancestor at the peak of his family's foundation building period did not pay attention to him, and dared to kill him.
In that case, then he will come to the same end!
He reached into his arms, which had been slashed by the flying sword, and pulled out a small black ball from his arms.
As long as this small ball is crushed, the ancestor of his family will know that he has encountered an accident in the Ningtang Lin family, and he will take the flying sword to avenge him!
"Die! Lin Weiyuan, the child of the Lin family!"
Han Zhiyi lost his tongue and roared angrily, no one could understand what he said, it was all ahhh
He roared, smashing the small black ball in his hand.
However, at the moment of lightning, Lin Xiuran's flying sword flew towards his palm at an extremely fast speed.
Hearing a "bang", the flying sword not only pierced his palm, but also snatched the black ball.
"Huh!"
Lin Xiuran played with the little black ball in his hand, and said with a smile: "Master of the Han family, this little black thing is what your ancestor of the Han family gave you a message!
“......”
Han was silent.
Unexpectedly, the immortals of the Immortal Court were so terrifying and so fast, and he didn't even have the opportunity to report and ask for reinforcements.
Lin Xiuran looked at his silent appearance, but he sneered again, and said, "Don't worry, you don't have to despair, I'll help you!"
Lin Xiuran said, and really crushed the small black ball in his hand.
A black streamer flew out of the hall and headed straight towards Jinling, sending a message to the old ancestor of the Han family.
"Hahaha!"
Han Qiyi suddenly laughed wildly.
"You're dead!"
Han Zhiyi, who had no tongue, roared wildly.
"Huh!"
Lin Xiuran smiled contemptuously, raised the black ball powder in his hand, and said, "Master Han, don't get me wrong, I'm just too lazy to go to Jinling, I want to let your old ancestor come over to die in my Ningtang Lin family!"
After Lin Xiuran finished speaking, the killing intent in his eyes suddenly flourished.
He no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Han, and with a finger of his hand, the falling flower sword that was around him turned into a black rainbow, piercing his brain.
His skull showed a hole the size of a fist, red and white.
Already, dead can't be dead anymore!
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