The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 805 Killing God

"Situ, why are you looking for me now?"

Cao Yu led him to the courtyard he had just renovated and sat down in the courtyard.

Situ Qi answered the phone and went out to pick up Situ Yi and the others.

"Li You was taken away by the witch god."

Situ Qingyin's black eyes were dark and her voice was hoarse.

No matter how calm and self-possessed he is, he can't calm down when encountering Xuan Li's worries.

"Situ Qingrui?"

Cao Yu was surprised, Situ Qingrui took Xuan Liyou away again?

"No." Situ Qingyin stared at Cao Yu with unclear meaning in his eyes.

"Then what did you just say?"

Cao Yu's scalp was numb from being stared at by him. He thought that he wanted to use his own strength to help him bring Xuan Liyou back, but now it seems that the situation is different.

"You know a lot. Including the coming of the witch god."

Situ Qingyin didn't give him a chance to think.

There were not many people who knew about the coming of the three gods. Cao Yu had a lot of contact with them, and he was familiar with various books and records.

Probably the person who knows the most about these situations besides the few reincarnated people like them.

Cao Yu's pupils shrank, and he held his chin with a smile: "I don't care about anything else, I just want to avenge my master."

"Lin Yukun is dead." Situ Qingyin sent him a message.

Cao Yu frowned, emotionally: "Did he admit to killing my master before he died?"

"He died in a hurry without leaving a word."

Thinking of that day, Situ Qingyin was still a little scared.

People like Lin Yukun died so easily.

But if they arrived a little later, or if he hesitated when he let the driver drive over, Xuan Liyou would be caught by him.

"How can you let him die like this? How can you be so cheap?"

Cao Yu slapped the stone table and stood up angrily.

He wanted Lin Yukun to taste what it was like to live but not die.

"If he doesn't die, Li You and the child must die. If they die, I won't live."

Situ Qingyin didn't seem to feel that he was on the verge of going berserk, and said unhurriedly.

His life has always been tied to Xuan Liyou.

She hurts, he hurts.

She was sad, but his heart was pierced like a knife.

If she died, he would naturally not live alone.

Cao Yu was silent for a moment, then sat down again: "What do you want to say?"

"The witch god gave up Situ Qingrui's body. I always feel that something big is about to happen."

Situ Qingyin looked at an ornamental flower tree and a rockery not far away.

"You mean that Situ Qingrui died a long time ago, and his body has been used by the witch god. Now that the witch god is gone, he is dead too?"

Cao Yu's face was covered, as if he was listening to a fairy tale.

Situ Qingyin nodded.

What he said wasn't quite right, but it wasn't far off.

"So? What are you going to do?"

Cao Yu looked at Situ Qi at the door and the four people behind him.

The area of ​​the resort is limited, and there are too many people from each clan, so the house allocated to Cao Yu is actually not that big.

But his house is considered the largest here, after all, his identity is there.

Although the yard is not very big, it is full of ancient flavor no matter the decoration or layout.

Four people stood inside the door, looking a bit crowded.

He has seen Situ Qi, and he has also seen Situ Yi.

But I've never seen anyone else, let alone any of them together.

So he felt that Situ Qingyin might be about to make a big move.

"Kill God."

A stern look flashed across Situ Qingyin's eyes, and he quietly clasped his hands on the stone table.

Two outrageous words spit out from Bo Yi's lips.

"Boom!"

It seemed that his words caused the wrath of the sky, and suddenly there was a thunderclap in the blue sky and white sun.

(End of this chapter)