"Hmph!" Miao Cui'e stretched out her hand and pointed at Ye Haoran's nose and scolded: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't secretly given birth to Ye Ling'er's wild girl, how could we be insulted like this today!"

Ye Haoran couldn't raise his head when he was scolded by Miao Cui'e, and he didn't dare to quibble.

"No! Today's revenge, I must take revenge on my mother!" Miao Cui'e said through gritted teeth.

Ye Haoran's heart moved, and he looked up at Miao Cui'e: "You...... I don't want to ask my eldest brother to come forward......"

"That's right, I'm just going to ask my eldest brother to come forward! My eldest brother is now an immortal cultivator, and it should be very easy to deal with Ye Ling'er's bunch of dogs and men!" Miao Cui'e sneered.

"But the eldest brother is far away from us...... How do you contact him?" Ye Haoran asked suspiciously.

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way to get in touch!" Miao Cui'e's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous aura.

......

Since returning from the Ye family's birthday banquet, Ye Ling'er has become silent, sitting at the door every day either in a daze or sighing, and no longer has the same liveliness and agility as before.

Lin San persuaded him several times, but to no avail.

A month passed before I knew it.

Lin San's body refining formula has been cultivated to the eighth layer, and the broken meridians in the body are almost good, but the mana and divine sense have not been restored, there is a problem that has been plaguing Lin San's heart, according to the record of the body refining formula, if you want to cultivate the body refining formula to the Dacheng realm, it will take at least several decades, even if you cultivate the first three layers, it will also take more than ten years, but Lin San only took more than half a year to cultivate to the eighth layer, this speed can be called "terrifying" At first, Lin San thought that there was something wrong with his cultivation, but after careful inspection, he found that he had cultivated very correctly, and there was no problem, which was strange now, the body refining formula clearly said that he would cultivate for decades, but why did he succeed in cultivating in less than a year? Thinking about it, Lin San could only attribute his talent and cultivation speed to being different from ordinary people.

It was noon that day.

Ye Linger fried two dishes, made a pot of egg soup, and bought a pot of wine.

Lin San picked up the wine jug and poured a few sips into his mouth, and then smashed it: "This wine is really spicy!" looked up at the sullen Ye Ling'er: "Miss Ye, what's wrong with you lately, why are you always frowning?"

Ye Ling'er shook her head: "I miss grandma." ”

Lin San crooked his mouth: "If you want to, go and see it, when you finish eating, I will accompany you to see grandma!"

"The Ye family won't let me in. Ye Linger said helplessly.

"If you don't let you in, you will enter the door! I will see who dares to stop you!" Lin San did not have a good impression of the Ye family at all: "Miss Ye, for some people, you must greet with your fists, there is a good saying: the tougher you are, the more afraid others are of you!"

"The stronger you are, the more afraid others are of you!" suddenly came a burst of applause from behind him.

Lin San turned his head to take a look, and found that at some point, there was an extra white-shirted young man in the courtyard, Lin San glanced at the white-shirted youth, and his pupils shrank sharply: "Immortal cultivator?" He has lost his mana and divine sense now, but his intuition is still there, and Lin Sanmen clearly felt a faint aura fluctuation from the white-shirted youth.

The white-shirted young man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lin San in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable, that's right, I'm an immortal cultivator." ”

"What are you doing here!" Lin San stood up with a solemn expression, the so-called trespassing on private houses, either rape or theft.

"Hehe......" The white-shirted young man took out a folding fan and opened it and shook it a few times, then pointed at Lin San: "Of course I'm here to take your life!"

Lin San's eyes narrowed: "Why? I ask myself, there is no conflict with Your Excellency!"

"You and I don't have a conflict, but you and my sister do. The white-shirted young man said lightly.

"Your sister?" Lin San thought about it carefully, but he didn't think of who the young man in white shirt would be.

"My sister's name is Miao Cui'e. The young man in the white shirt didn't hide it, and said his sister's name very happily.

Lin San twitched the corners of his mouth a few times: "I really didn't expect that Miao Cui'e actually has a big brother who cultivates immortals, no wonder she is usually so rampant." Lin San was very calm on the surface, but in fact, he was still very nervous inside, he didn't have any mana now, and he was probably not the opponent of the white-shirted youth.

Ye Ling'er suddenly stood up and blocked Lin San behind her: "This matter is all because of this, if you want to take revenge, just kill me directly, it has nothing to do with Brother Lin at all!"

Seeing Ye Ling'er come forward to defend herself, Lin San couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Yo he! What a handsome woman, but her skin is darker. The white-shirted young man looked at Ye Ling'er with a smile: "If you are fairer-skinned, maybe I will be tempted to let you be my maid." ”

"It's really shameless!" Lin San said disdainfully: "I don't pee myself and look in the mirror, I look more ugly than a pig, and I dare to look for a maid!"

The white-shirted young man's face sank: "Looking for death!" didn't see the white-shirted young man move, he suddenly appeared in front of Lin San, and with a flip of his wrist, a short sword that emitted blue light appeared in his palm, and as soon as he reached out, the short sword pierced Lin San's chest.

Lin San screamed, clutched his chest and lay on the ground, his body twitched a few times and then stopped, it seemed that he was dead.

"Brother Lin!" Ye Ling'er's eyes cracked, and she rushed towards the white-shirted young man like crazy.

With a wave of his sleeves, the white-shirted young man imprisoned Ye Ling'er in place, and then reached out and gently stroked Ye Linger's face: "I didn't expect your little girl's temperament to be quite strong!" As he spoke, the white-shirted young man's hand moved towards Ye Linger's chest again: "This place is bulging, I don't know if it's really in stock, or if it's stuffed?"

Ye Ling'er's eyes were about to erupt with fire, and she couldn't wait to pounce on and slaughter the white-shirted young man, but her whole body was hard and she couldn't move. I can't even make a sound.

With the instigation of the fingers of the white-shirted young man, the clothes on Ye Linger's chest slowly faded, revealing half of the flesh, and the white-shirted youth's eyes showed a strange brilliance: "Good guy, it's so big!" Just when the white-shirted young man wanted to take a closer look, a change occurred.

Lin San, who had just been killed by the sword, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and he didn't know where to find a kitchen knife in his hand, and as soon as he raised his hand, the kitchen knife chopped off the head of the white-shirted young man.

"Poof!" The headless body of the white-shirted young man fell to the ground, and then a puff of green smoke floated out from the broken neck, and quickly flew into the sky and fled.

With Lin San's current ability, he couldn't snipe the soul of the white-shirted young man at all.

As soon as the white-shirted young man died, the confinement on Ye Ling'er's body was suddenly dissolved, and his body almost fell to the ground as soon as he became weak.