The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Couldn't even catch my breath.

Only then did they gradually understand what kind of big shot it was who wanted their lives now!

It's just that they were very puzzled, why did such a person bother them for no reason?

Is it possible that big people have this weird hobby?
Everyone was trembling, and some people were afraid that they would be involved, so they secretly stepped aside and watched all this with cold eyes.

"Father, father, help, help!"

Yun Shang fought with both legs, and panic hit his brain. How could he, who has always been loved so much, experience such a thing? He panicked and shouted for help, "Hurry up, save me, I'm going to die!!"

Yan Hongmei was also terribly frightened, the whites of her eyes turned up to the sky, breathing hard, but she pleaded for her son, "Father, hurry up, save our son!"

To be honest, Yun Chuntang really didn't want to provoke such a big shot, but now his wife and his most important son were arrested, no matter what the reason was, he had to stand up.

He hastily stepped forward and cupped his hands, eyes puzzled, trying to reason with Fuzhuo, "My lord, I don't know how my wife and children have offended you, so please hold your hands high!"

But in the dark, he quietly gathered the master monks of Wanyunzhuang.

It's okay if they can talk about it, if it doesn't work... They Wanyun Village are not easy to bully.

He thought he was infallible, but he didn't know that he was completely exposed under the noses of Fuzhuo and Ranling, but Fuzhuo didn't expose it, like a cat teasing a mouse, slowly torturing Yun Shang and Yan Hongmei, making them feel suffocated In desperation, he stared at Yun Chuntang and casually said a reason, "Your son Yunfeng, that's my disciple."

Yun Chuntang stared with surprise in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, his ineffective son could find such a powerful master.

But before he could say anything, the man in front of him turned his eyes to Yun Shang, and pronounced the sentence expressionlessly, "But you, a good son, killed him!"

"what?!"

Yun Chuntang took a step back in astonishment.

Even the crowd was agitated, obviously shocked by this story of brothers fighting each other and killing each other.

"What, he said that Yunfeng was killed by Yunshang? When did it happen? I still saw Yunfeng this afternoon?"

"No way, although Yun Shang is a little mischievous on weekdays, he wouldn't kill his own brother, right?"

Only some people who lived under the same roof as Yun Chuntang's family knew how much Yun Shang hated his brother and what kind of vicious heart was hidden under that so-called mischievous mask.

It will be a matter of time before Yun Shang gets rid of his brother!
"It's impossible, my lord. There must be some misunderstanding. Yun Shang was afraid of trampling an ant to death since he was a child, let alone killing his own brother." Yun Chuntang retorted decisively, and seemed to remember something, with a look on his face He became annoyed, "It must be Yunfeng's son-in-law who told you something, didn't he? He was educated for nothing, dare to make up such nonsense! Sir, don't believe it!"

He looked at Yun Shang, who was about to die, with more breath and less breath, his brows and eyes were stained with anxiety, and at the same time, an extremely dark thought gradually crept into his heart.

Looking at Yun Chuntang's act of defending Yun Shang without hesitation, and leaving the other son completely behind, Fu Zhuo quickly flashed some long-term memories in his mind.

At that time, his father also doted on him like this, and let his elder brother suffer in the cold.

Unconsciously, anger rose in his heart, but the smile on his face became brighter. He said with some distress: "Then what should I do? Who is telling the truth? Although I am Yunfeng's master, I can't help it." You can't favor him without reason."

Yun Chuntang saw that things were turning around, and quietly let go of the secret signal to get everyone to do it.

Fuzhuo frowned and pondered for half a second, then suddenly raised his head, as if he had thought of a brilliant idea, "It seems that we can only let the two of them confront each other face to face."

Everyone: "???"

Face to face?

Didn't you say that Yunfeng died?

Then how can we confront each other face to face?

Before everyone could figure out why, they heard a creepy clicking sound next to their ears, as if the bones were dislocated and shattered. Yun Shang's neck was twisted by a powerful force, and he was thrown aside like trash!
Everyone: "!!!"

Being imprisoned, watching her son die in front of her own eyes, her heart was bleeding from the anguish of Hongmei, her eyes were cracked, and her eyes were full of strong hatred.

But in the face of this bottomless strength, she can't do anything, not even control her own destiny.

"Shanger!!"

Yun Chuntang yelled loudly, and his brain buzzed, anger and pity came to his heart at the same time, he was so angry that he almost went crazy!
No one has ever dared to treat him like this in front of him!
He wanted to see how much this man weighed!
Blood was faintly oozing from his gums, making him extremely hideous, "Everyone, fuck me and kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of monks rushed out from all directions. The strongest one was Yuan Ying, and the weakest one was also a foundation.

Yun Chuntang paid a lot of money this time, these monks are the most famous ones in Wanyun Village, it would be quite difficult to recruit them at the same time, even if he is the village head.

But now he can't care so much anymore, the revenge of killing his son is irreconcilable!

The surrounding villagers who ran out to watch the excitement in the middle of the night saw that a fight was about to start, and they ran away one after another, for fear of being implicated in the battle!

Ran Ling propped her chin up and witnessed the chaos, she didn't say a word, as if she didn't exist, but for some reason, many people in Yanyang City felt that she was the most dangerous one here.

Even Yun Chuntang, when ordering everyone to attack Fuzhuo, would allocate a part of his experience to pay attention to the movement of Ranling, for fear that she would attack suddenly.

"It's been so many years since I really exercised my muscles and bones." Fuzhuo stretched out his hand, and immediately a bloody white flute appeared in his palm, sighing regretfully, "It's a pity that you don't even have the qualifications to let me play it."

Using the flute as a sword, he swept forward lightly.

As if possessing the potential to sweep away thousands of troops, the dozen or so people who swarmed up were instantly sent flying by this light blow, hitting the stone pillars of the high wall fiercely, and then fell heavily to the ground. Spitting blood, life and death unknown!
Even the Nascent Soul expert who is the most powerful in everyone's mind is the same!

Everyone took a deep breath.

Omg.

What kind of powerful person did the Yunshang family provoke?
If there is such a powerful monk as the master of his son, if it were them, they would wake up from laughing, and even if the son is not enshrined, they must still ask for their care, unlike this family, just be that son Does not exist, let others bully.