In a dark room.
The old lady was sitting on a chair drinking tea. She then glanced at Gu Yuan, who was lying on the bed with sweat on his face. She slowly put down the tea cup and looked at Butler Liang who was standing aside.
"Did anyone see him when we brought him in?"
"Don't worry, old lady, I came in through the back door, no one saw it, and Li Xin went with me. I asked him to keep silent. This child has a calm personality, unlike Li Lang and others, so there is no need to worry."
The old lady nodded slightly.
She was relieved that Butler Liang was doing things.
After pondering for a moment, the old lady asked again: "So, Ling Feng of the Ling family really died in his hands?"
Butler Liang nodded heavily.
"There is no mistake. Although I don't know how he did it, there is indeed only the remaining Qi of these two people at the scene."
The old lady was silent again.
Butler Liang also knew what the old lady was thinking at this moment, and the surprise in his heart was no less than that of the old lady.
Although there are various signs that Ling Feng died at the hands of Gu Yuan, this result is really unacceptable.
That's Ling Feng! A true Heavenly Realm warrior. When did a Heavenly Realm warrior die so easily?
Moreover, even if Ling Feng was really not Gu Yuan's opponent, wouldn't he still be able to run away?
Is this kid still capable of stopping a Heavenly Realm warrior? How outrageous that is!
"Old madam, I'm worried that people from the Ling family will come to our door." Butler Liang suddenly said.
The old lady frowned and said, "Without conclusive evidence, there is nothing they can do."
"Yes." Butler Liang smiled.
The old lady didn't seem to be interested in this young man before. She didn't even want to ask more questions and just eliminated him in her heart.
But now, this young man killed a Heavenly Realm warrior with his own hands, which made the old lady change her mind.
Tsk.
After all, he is the young man chosen by Li Siming!
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the other side.
When Ling Feng's body was brought back, everyone in the Ling family burst into tears.
Ling Guiyu, who was supposed to be taken with him at Guanlong Mountain, had already hurried back.
When Ling Guiyu got the news, he happened to be still playing chess with Wang Zhixuan. Since he already knew, Wang Zhixuan couldn't pretend that he didn't know anything and accompanied him back. After all, they were friends for many years.
When he saw Ling Feng's body that was finally pieced together, Ling Guiyu almost fainted and fainted. When he came back to his senses, he was already in tears.
Ling Feng was indeed not Ling Guiyu's only son, but he was the son that Ling Guiyu valued most.
Even the Ling family has few A-level warriors. Otherwise, how could Ling Feng be entrusted with important tasks by Guanlong Mountain?
But now, Ling Feng died like this, how could Ling Guiyu accept this?
"Who... who is it?" Ling Guiyu turned around suddenly, grabbed the collar of the man behind him, and asked with a ferocious expression.
Wang Zhixuan watched from the side, and just wanted to come up and say a few words of comfort, but he held it back and just let out a long sigh.
Ling Feng's death was also a big blow to Guanlongshan.
As Ling Guiyu's old friend, what can he say at this time? Let Ling Feng calm down? I am sorry for your loss? His son had just died, what use could such comfort be?
"Second uncle, please don't get excited. When we took people over, the people from Xiaofeng were gone, and no one else was seen at the scene..." Another middle-aged man hurried over and said.
"What?!" Ling Guiyu was furious, "You mean you don't even know who the murderer is?"
The powerful coercion emanating from Ling Guiyu at this moment made the man standing in front of him unable to even speak. With a pale face, he swallowed and said with difficulty: "Hongbo...Hongbo knows! He knows it!" He was present, but now he has passed out."
When Ling Guiyu heard this, a sharp light bloomed in his eyes. He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Where is the person? Where is the other person!"
It is said that they are relatives across generations, but this is not the case for Ling Guiyu. He is also willing to love his grandson, but in his eyes, Ling Feng is obviously more important.
Not to mention one Ling Hongbo, even if a hundred Ling Hongbos were tied together, they could not compare to Ling Feng's status in Ling Guiyu's heart!
He doesn't lack a grandson, what he lacks is the son of an A-level warrior!
As the younger brother of the head of the Ling family, the head of the Ling family has been in seclusion for many years. Ling Qiao has always had the final say in the family. But now that Ling Qiao has gone to Northern Xinjiang, the right to speak of the Ling family is naturally controlled by him. It's not like he doesn't I thought about pushing Ling Feng to a higher position.
But now, Ling Feng died like this, which disrupted all his plans. Losing an A-level warrior meant that their lineage would lose even more say.
Thinking of this, Ling Guiyu felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe!
When Ling Guiyu saw Ling Hongbo and found that he had lost two arms, he was stunned.
At this moment, Ling Hongbo's father also rushed to the front with tears in his eyes.
"Dad, you must find a way! Hongbo's hand was chopped off again! My son's life is too miserable. Who did he offend? Dad, that A-level pharmacist last time..."
"That's enough, shut up!" Ling Guiyu said impatiently.
The other party suddenly turned pale and silent.
Ling Guiyu rarely gets angry anymore, especially as he gets older, he deliberately controls his emotions and nourishes his energy. But when Ling Guiyu really gets angry, they, their sons, still dare not breathe!
"Your son only lost two arms, but my son is dead!" Ling Guiyu said with cold eyes.
"Dad, I..."
Ling Guiyu snorted coldly, and now he no longer wanted to pay attention to his good-for-nothing son.
He walked to the window and stared at Ling Hongbo with anger.
In order to cure Ling Hongbo's arm and let him regenerate his broken arm, the Ling family paid a high price. After all, it is not an easy thing to convince an A-level pharmacist to regenerate his broken arm. Although A-level pharmacists have such ability, but few are willing to take on such a job.
It's really because it consumes too much of itself, and this consumption is not just about the energy in the body.
Suddenly, a gleam of light bloomed in Ling Guiyu's eyes.
At this moment, he realized who might have done it, although he found it incredible.
He turned and looked at a man standing at the door.
"Lingshan, where did Lingfeng go today?"
The middle-aged man standing at the door thought for a moment and said, "It seems that he is going to attend the birthday of the old lady of the Li family."
Ling Guiyu's face darkened and his eyes half closed.
"The Li family...ha...what a Li family." He took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, "Get the car ready."
"Dad, are you going to Li's house?"
"Prepare the car!" Ling Guiyu raised his voice.
"Yes!" Lingshan quickly turned around and left, wiping the sweat from his forehead when he turned back.
He had already felt the murderous aura in his own father.
