Campus belle's cultivation master

The front yard of Luo's ancestral home is a remote western chamber.

Luoshijiang sat at the mahogany eight immortals table, his back was tight, and his eyes were fixed on the mobile phone in front of him.

As soon as the bell rings, it means that his son Luo Guifei has successfully lured Lin Zixuan into an ambush. Just press the blasting button, you can blow the thorn in the eye and the thorn in the flesh into the sky!

With half a ton of explosives, most of the backyards of Luo's ancestral home will be razed to the ground, not to mention the bodies of Jiangnan giants?

Next, relying on the power of the Yanjing royal family, it is easy to get rid of Luo Yixiong and his daughter and seize all the property of jia'anluo family.

There were other people in the room. Four strong Wang family thugs stood respectfully on both sides, while Wang Yunhu, with both hands on his back, walked slowly around the antique display rack, and looked around from time to time. His face was gloomy and watery.

This time, he came all the way from Yanjing, bringing nearly 30 kung fu masters with extraordinary skills, each of whom has a superb ability to fight against ten with one. These men had been carrying weapons and quietly dispersed, hiding in all parts of the ancestral home of the Luo family.

The Luo people in the main hall who are drinking, chatting and laughing are not aware of it. Now the whole house is under the control of Wang Yunhu.

Luoshijiang hissed, and his expression was a little anxious: "it's been so long, why hasn't Guifei heard from you? It's not that something's happened... "

"Don't scare yourself. Lin, who is young and suckling, didn't expect me to come to Jiangnan province secretly and stay here to catch turtles." Wang Yunhu was full of confidence in tonight's arrangement, and his face could not help showing a touch of pride. "In addition to your son, I also put two spies in the backyard to keep the information informed at any time, which is enough to ensure that everything is safe."

One of his subordinates came close, lowered his voice and said with a low brow: "Third Master, the two spies arranged in the backyard have just broken contact with us."

"Oh?" Wang Yunhu's face suddenly changed, his brows tightly wrinkled, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know..."

Just at this moment, the mobile phone rings, reverberating in the empty, silent and desolate West Wing room, especially sharp.

Luo Shijiang was overjoyed and suddenly bounced up from his chair: "Third Master Wang, it's time to start!"

Just received the news, making Wang Yunhu look suspicious, a little hesitant: "the two spies placed in the backyard lost contact, will there be any change..."

"The house is located in the suburbs, and the signal is not good. It's often the case. Don't make a fuss." Luo Shijiang came out from behind the eight immortals table, walked to the detonator, turned his face and stared at him with bright eyes. "Mr. Wang, Guifei tried his best to lead the man surnamed Lin into the ambush. It's not a chance to come again!"

While the bell was still ringing, Wang Yunhu pondered for a while and nodded heavily: "do it!"

He leaned forward slightly, almost reflexively, and pressed the detonating button without hesitation.

He is more anxious than Wang Yunhu. There is a Yanjing Wang family behind him, but as far as he is concerned, what he is walking tonight is a single wooden bridge with no back road. Only success, not failure!

However, he did not dream of what he did today, but he couldn't wait to send his son to a dead end!

The red detonator button was pressed down and the room was silent for a moment.

Wang Yunhu, Luo Shijiang, and the four strong thugs all tilted their heads and listened attentively.

Boom!

There was a terrible explosion from the backyard. The earth was shaking, and the rumbling sound swept all over the place. The windows, beams and roof trusses were rattling, and the dust was flying wantonly.

Losfield smashed open the door with his body and strode into the yard.

His thin face was completely twisted. He looked up at the huge fire rising in the direction of the family ancestral hall in the backyard. He looked like a crazy man, and laughed like a night owl: "ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! Lin Zixuan's disaster finally died! Who dares to compete with me when all the troubles are gone! "

Wang Yunhu grinned and waved his big hand. He told the people at the bottom: "let's do it! It's time for these local people in Jiangnan province to see the majesty of my Yanjing family! "

The violent energy caused by half a ton of explosives startled the small half of jia'an City shrouded by the night, and the rolling heat wave seemed to ignite the silent and cold night.

The roar continued, the earth trembled, the tables and chairs jumped up, and the liquor in the glass shook violently. Originally in the main hall to drink and chat, all the members of the Lowe clan stood up, full of fear and apprehension.

"What's the matter? What's going on? "

"The earthquake? Is it an earthquake? "

Luo Yixiong suddenly wakes up, throws away his glass and kicks open the back door.

He was shocked, staring at the ripples of explosion raging in the night sky, and opened his mouth: "that's the direction of the ancestral hall... Explosion? How could... "

Luo Xiaoxiao stood in the same place, pretty face pale, looking at, looking at

"Lin Yu... Lin Yu!" She suddenly wake up to something, eyes instantly red, the whole person seems to be crazy general ran to the door, "Lin Yu had an accident!"

Several burly figures flashed out of the dark shadow, stopped the way, grabbed the young girl's arm and threw it back.

Luo Xiaoxiao was thrown to the ground. He was so depressed with pain that his tears seemed to slip through his delicate white face like a broken bead and drop on the cold stone floor.

"Xiaoxiao!" Luo Yixiong strode out and yelled, "who are you! Dare to enter our ancestral home of Luo family without permission

"Ha ha, Yi Xiong, don't be so angry." Sullen sneer slowly sounded, hoarse voice revealed arrogance and arrogance, "I let them in..."

With the voice falling, the people of luoshijiang and Wang Yunhu have hurried through the courtyard and come to stand in front of them.

Luo Yixiong was not a fool either. He immediately understood something, and his face was chilly: "what do you mean?"

"Yixiong, we are kindred at least. Let's open the window and tell the truth." Luo Shijiang said with a smile, "it's here. If you lose, you'd better accept your fate. Don't let your elders be embarrassed!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the old man beside him and said, "this is Wang Yunhu, the Third Master of the Yanjing Wang family, who is also the uncle of young master Wang Rong. I can't blame other people for this. It's your own fault! "

Luo Xiaoxiao's face was as pale as paper and his breath was a little short: "what have you done to my boyfriend?"

"Oh? Did you ask Lin Zixuan that little boy Luo Shijiang looked up and laughed wildly, "ha ha ha ha! He's dead! "