"That...that's not my business!" Ji Yu shuddered secretly.

"It's Murong Yuanqing and the others who did it to curry favor with me, it has nothing to do with me."

"Is that true?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

After saying that, his tone sank: "Go down and explain to the King of Hell!"

call out!

Just as he finished speaking, Shangguan Mingtian had already taken action, and his sword pulled out a cold light and shot out quickly.

He was too lazy to care whether the other party was from the Creation Dao Sect or not. People from Tianshan were never afraid of threats!

If the eldest brother wants to kill someone, he just needs to be responsible for taking action.

"Elder Yu, be careful!" The two men and women exclaimed.

puff!

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they immediately saw a head soaring into the sky and gushing like a pillar.

The expression on his face was extremely shocked. He never expected that Ling Hao really dared to kill him!

At the moment of death, endless regret arose in my heart, and I lost my life for a woman!

quiet!

The scene immediately fell into a dead silence, and except for Ling Hao and the other four, the others were collectively petrified.

This person is a core member of the number one super sect! Although his cultivation is not very good, he is the head's younger brother after all!

Actually, kill it just by saying that?

Isn’t the Western King afraid of the revenge of the Creation Dao Sect? That is an existence that is not even afraid of Tianshan!

"Elder Yu!" The other party's man and woman cried out in pain, and then fled to the door without any hesitation.

"Can you run away?" Qin Yuxin, who had been standing at the door with Xiao Lingxue, said in a deep voice, then raised her hand and swept it out casually.

Dong! Dong!

Before they could reach the door, they were lifted out and hit hard on the concrete floor outside the door. After twitching for a few times, they lost their breath.

Plop!

Seeing this, Murong Yuanqing and Murong Zhendong could no longer hold on, and their legs weakened and they knelt down.

Ling Hao even dared to kill Ji Yu, and the only luck in their hearts was gone.

"Xi...Xi Wang spared life..." the two shouted at the same time, their whole body trembling, with endless panic on their faces.

When other people from the Murong family saw this, their faces were full of puzzled expressions. What happened to the head of the family and the second master?

Since entering this hall, the Western King has not shown his hostility to the Murong family! Why are they scared like that?

"Second Master, Father, what's wrong with you?" Murong Lingzhi, who was almost scared to death, spoke with difficulty after calming down his emotions.

"Zhi'er, knelt down and beg the King of the West to spare my life, hurry up!" Murong Yuanqing shouted loudly.

Plop!

Although Murong Lingzhi, who was already scared, didn't know what happened, looked at his father's expression and knelt down without hesitation.

"Please spare your life..." He kowtowed and begged for mercy.

However, Ling Hao didn't see the three of them at all, but walked towards Murong Yuanxiang and his family.

"Thank you for your help from the Western King!" Murong Yuanxiang led his wife and daughter to kneel down to Ling Hao and thank him.

"Uncle San, I can't do it!" Ling Hao swept out a qi and lifted the three of them up.

Then, he came to the three of them and continued to speak, "Uncle San, Aunt San, Xiao Qian, do you really don't know me anymore?"

"Hmm?!" Hearing his words, everyone except Murong Yuanqing and Murong Zhendong looked at Ling Hao again.

"Xi...Xi Wang..." After a while, Murong Yunqian mustered up the courage to ask tentatively: "You...you are not brother Ling Yi, are you?"

She vaguely felt a familiar smell from Ling Hao before, and then she thought of Xiao Lingxue accompanying Ling Hao, and now she heard Ling Hao call her parents third uncle and third aunt, so she asked this question.

"Haha, little girl, finally recognize her?" Ling Hao smiled.

"Ah?! You...you are really Brother Ling Yi?!"

After getting Ling Hao's promise, Murong Yunqian exclaimed.

Then he raised his hand to cover his mouth, his face full of incredible expressions, tears flowed out uncontrollably, his whole body trembled slightly, unable to control himself.

"You... are you really Yi'er?" Hearing this, Murong Yuanxiang and his wife also trembled all over.

"Uncle San, Aunt San, long time no see you, you are suffering!" Ling Hao bowed and bowed to the two of them.

"Yi'er, it's really... it's really you, you..., I..."

He Mei was so excited that she was speechless, and tears kept spinning in her eyes, which was not much different from Murong Yunqian's reaction.

"Yi'er, six... six years ago, weren't you dead?" After a while, Murong Yuanxiang took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions and asked.

"Yeah!" Ling Hao smiled and replied, "Six years ago, Yu Xin saved me!"

"Yuxin has met the third uncle and the third aunt!" At this time, Qin Yuxin came to Ling Hao and looked at Murong Yuanxiang and bowed to him.

Looking at the scene where several people recognize each other, she felt quite touched, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

"You... are you Yi'er's?" Murong Yuanxiang and his wife were slightly stunned. Although they had speculations in their hearts, they did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Uncle San, Aunt San, Ahao is my husband." Qin Yuxin responded.

"Really?" He Mei was very happy. After looking at Qin Yuxin again, she continued to speak: "You are a handsome man and Yi'er, you are really a natural couple. It's great, it's so good..."

"Thank you, Aunt Third, for your praise!" Qin Yuxin smiled sweetly.

Hearing this, the others in the hall no longer had any doubts, and their faces became extremely ugly.

Among them, most of them turned to Murong Yuanqing back then. Now that they knew that the Western King was Murong Lingyi back then, they felt endless panic in their hearts.

Feng Shui took turns, and they never expected that more than ten years later, things would have reversed such a big reversal.

Well!

Murong Lingzhi collapsed directly on the ground, his face turned pale, his whole body trembled like an electric shock, and his expression was extremely panicked.

You know, more than ten years ago, he forced Ling Hao out of the Murong family!

"Uncle San, Aunt San, let's talk later!" After a while, Ling Hao finished speaking, he turned to look at the three people kneeling on the ground.

"Yi'er, it turns out that you are Yi'er. You are not dead. It's great, it's really great!" Murong Zhendong calmed down his emotions and spoke while making gestures to stand up.

"You are not only still alive, but also have such a good future. If your parents know you in the spring, they will definitely be proud of you!"

"Did I let you get up?" Ling Hao spoke in a deep voice.

"Yi'er, I...I know you are still resentful of what happened back then..." Murong Zhendong knelt down again.

"But we are a family after all, and there have been misunderstandings in that matter for more than ten years..."

"Is that true?" Ling Hao replied coldly: "There was a misunderstanding more than ten years ago, but what about six years ago? There were also misunderstandings?"

"Yi'er, I only found out about what happened six years ago later!" Murong Zhendong tried his best to separate himself from him.

"Everything is envoyed by Murong Yuanqing, it has nothing to do with me!"
Chapter completed!