As he said that, he pinched Young Master Cao's hand and exerted force again.
Young Master Cao's eyes were wide open, his eye sockets were filled with bright red bloodshot eyes, and a faint purple color spread silently on his face.
There is no trace of blood circulation!
"you!"
The head of the Cao family's face turned green and white, extremely ugly.
Looking at his son in Lin Beichen's hand, whose eyes were gradually dimming, the head of the Cao family could only suppress the anger in his heart, and his tone slowed down, even with a hint of pleading, and said: "It's easy to say whatever conditions you have, Put my son down first, and we can talk slowly."
Even though there were nearly a hundred servants behind him, it was of no avail at this moment.
If Lin Beichen wanted to, Lin Beichen could strangle his precious son to death in the space between the servants swarming him without taking a breath.
Lin Beichen raised his brows slightly and his eyes kept moving, as if he was thinking about something.
The entire Cao family was silent at the moment, and no one dared to make a sound to disturb Lin Beichen's thoughts.
After a while, Lin Beichen's eyes stopped moving, and after glancing at the young master of the Cao family he was holding up in his hand, a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Do you really want to be with me?" Let me talk? Then we have to see if you are sincere."
As he said this, Lin Beichen glanced sideways at Mr. Cao, who was being raised with one hand, and already had an idea in his mind.
When the head of the Cao family saw that Lin Beichen seemed to be loosening up, he couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face. He nodded hurriedly and said: "As long as you don't want the lives of our father and son, everything my Cao family has, and If your request is not too excessive, I can make the decision. As the head of the Cao family, I, Cao Renshuang, still have some say."
While he assured quickly, he couldn't help but look anxiously at the figure raised in Lin Beichen's hand. He was very worried about the safety of his precious son.
For this reason, his tone and attitude had softened too much, even taking on a hint of pleading.
You know, the Cao family belongs to the four major families in Qixing Tomb, and he, Cao Renshuang, is the head of the Cao family and the only actual controller of the family.
For a person like him, it is rare to ask someone for help. Even if he does, the person he asks for is the head of the other three major families, someone who has the same identity as him.
But at this moment, he bowed his proud head to Lin Beichen for the sake of his precious son.
"Um…"
Lin Beichen nodded without leaving any trace.
Listening to Cao Renshuang's words, it seemed that there was some sincerity. Then he turned his eyes to the young master of the Cao family who was raised with one hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Young Master Cao fell into a coma. He could feel Young Master Cao's vitality gradually disappearing.
After his careful consideration and observation of the head of the Cao family, he no longer wanted the life of the young master of the Cao family.
Killing the latter would bring him no benefit, it would only bring him some happiness, but there would be no actual benefit at all.
The disadvantage of doing this is that it will anger his father, the head of the Cao family, and make the entire Cao family hate him, although he is not afraid of the Cao family.
Now, the 'Yuan Zhanzhen' has completely enveloped the entire Cao family. As long as he wants, he can kill the entire Cao family by himself, but again, the benefit of doing so can only be happiness in his heart.
He is pragmatic and prefers profit.
And he has not forgotten that his most important task at the moment is to gather the manpower to go to Sun Moon Lake in ten days to set up the magic array and destroy the eyes of the 'Trapped Dragon Formation' that covers the entire Seven Star Tomb. Break the confinement seal and successfully pass the third level test.
He didn't really care whether these families wanted to stay here and dominate.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even in Cloud Shadow Continent, there are endless cases of the strong bullying the weak, and it is even more serious than the Tomb of Seven Stars.
In comparison, the living environment for the weak in the Seven Stars Tomb is better than that in the Cloud Shadow Continent.
"I swear as the head of the Cao family, I will give you everything you want. We will discuss everything carefully. You put me Yuan'er down first. He really can't hold on any longer."
Seeing that Lin Beichen didn't talk to him and didn't make any moves, the head of the Cao family became anxious. The tone of his words was full of pleading, and he almost knelt down.
It can be seen that he cares about his precious son very much and is very concerned about it.
Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly. He also knew that the young master of the Cao family in his hands was dying, but he delayed it deliberately.
He decided to use the young master of the Cao family as a hostage in exchange for a large amount of benefits. The longer he delays, the greater the benefits the Cao family head is willing to pay.
But at this time, he also knew that Young Master Cao's body had reached its limit. If he continued to pinch him, he might not be able to save him even if the Great Luo Immortal came.
Then with a little strength in his palm, he threw the raised Young Master of the Cao family towards Cao Renshuang's position.
Seeing Lin Beichen let go, Cao Renshuang couldn't help but have a look of joy on his face.
But at this moment, he had no time to rejoice. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and ran right to the spot where the figure fell from the sky.
Regardless of the identity of the heads of the four major families, he knelt down directly on his knees, trying to use this method as a buffer, and then stretched out his hands to catch the falling body firmly.
At this moment, Young Master Cao's face was pale and without a trace of blood, and he had fallen into a deep coma.
"Yuan'er! Wake up!"
Looking at Cao Yuan who was motionless in his arms, Cao Renshuang shouted with a trembling voice, trying to wake up Cao Yuan who had passed out.
But no matter what actions he made, he didn't get the slightest response from Cao Yuan.
"You're not dead! But if you keep wasting time here, you might die in a while."
Lin Beichen glanced sideways and reminded.
He didn't want Cao Yuan to really die. He wanted to use the latter in exchange for big benefits, so he reminded him.
"That's right! Someone come quickly! Carry the young master to the doctor for treatment!"
After hearing Lin Beichen's reminder, Cao Renshuang immediately reacted from his panic state and hurriedly turned his head and shouted anxiously towards the servant behind him.
Although all this was caused by Lin Beichen, what Lin Beichen reminded was correct. Now Cao Yuan must be sent to the doctor for treatment first.
As soon as Cao Renshuang finished speaking, the servant behind him immediately reacted and rushed forward to take Cao Yuan from Cao Renshuang's hand.
More than a dozen people shouted in front of and behind each other, carrying Cao Yuan, and ran towards the depths of the mansion in a hurry.
Lin Beichen casually glanced at Cao Renshuang, who was sweating profusely at the moment, and then said in a slower tone: "Okay, you go and see your precious son first. As for my request, I'd better wait for you to give it to me." My precious son has been treated, let’s discuss it carefully.”
He was not afraid that after Cao Yuan woke up, Cao Renshuang would go back on his words.
With the 'Element-Destroying Formation' in his hands, he was not afraid of any tricks they might play. In the face of absolute strength, any tricks would be in vain.
As long as he thinks about it, within an hour, the entire Cao family will flow into a river of blood. It can be said that Lin Beichen will no longer be in any danger in the Cao family. No matter how many helpers the Cao family has, as long as he is in the Cao family, a place shrouded by the 'Yuan-slaying Formation', no matter how many people come, There is no threat to him either.
This is the confidence that the power of the magic circle gave him.
"OK."
Cao Renshuang nodded slightly, took a deep look at Lin Beichen, and then followed the steps of the servants without looking back.
Some of the remaining servants who had not carried Cao Yuan just now also left with Cao Renshuang.
A group of people walked toward the depths in a mighty manner.
The originally bustling house suddenly became a little empty, leaving only Lin Beichen and Mu Hongling, two outsiders who did not belong here.
Looking at Cao Renshuang's hurried away figure, Lin Beichen couldn't help but have a deep look in his eyes, and his expression suddenly felt a little lonely.
Although he didn't like Cao Renshuang very much, he could feel the urgency shown by the former when he saw his son encountering a life-and-death crisis.
This feeling was very sincere and he envied it.
Ever since he was sensible, he had never heard any news about his parents. He also lived tenaciously as an orphan. However, before joining the Xuanyuan Sect, he never gave up asking for news about his parents. But there was never any trace, and he even once doubted whether his parents came from somewhere else. After leaving him behind, they left directly.
Although he has become accustomed to the status of an orphan over the years, when he sees the affection shown by other parents towards their children, he still inevitably feels a trace of envy.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Mu Hongling's soft voice came to her ears.
Turning his head to look, he saw that Mu Hongling had arrived beside him at some point, pouting her red lips and looking at him with concern in her beautiful eyes.
"Nothing much... I just remembered something."
Lin Beichen exhaled a long breath and smiled sarcastically.
In just a moment, he drove away all the loneliness in his heart.
Seeing that Lin Beichen didn't seem to want to mention it, Mu Hongling's lips trembled slightly and said: "My mother said that if you encounter something unhappy, you must speak it out. If you speak it out, you will feel better. If you hold it back, it will only make it worse. Uncomfortable."
"Your mother?"
Lin Beichen was slightly startled.
Speaking of this, it seemed that he had not seen Mu Hongling's mother after staying at Mu's house for several days.
"My mother...died when I was eight years old."
Mu Hongling's voice was trembling, and her eyes were a little red.
