Ming Dynasty: Zhu Di’s son, the living king of hell in the old Zhu family

When his voice fell, everything in the entire courtyard seemed to become a little quiet.

At least for now, everyone present was slightly stunned.

Especially the Sword Saint at this moment, he saw it in his eyes, he understood too well what Yu Qian's words meant.

Because he only wanted to make sure of one thing, that is, whether this Ren Xueting at this moment was the woman they saw in the dry well.

If it was really the woman they met.

That's really as simple as murder, definitely not pushing off a cliff and dying.

So when I saw this scene, I saw Yu Qian ask.

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Old Master Ren at the moment.

Old Master Ren was also slightly silent, but before he could speak, he saw that Pound's face ~ changed a little. ：

He came over unexpectedly, and then spoke: "This time I let you come here to surpass my wife, what do you want his portrait to do?" "

He asked slowly.

There was some nervousness in listening to his voice, and there was a rare nervousness.

Meanwhile.

Even when they saw the two people of Sword Saint and Yu Qian, they couldn't help but glance at each other.

There were some changes in their faces for a long time before they reacted, because at this time they could all see that this Pound was obviously a little flustered, obviously a little flustered.

So they laughed tacitly.

"I said what are you nervous about? We just want to see it, the portrait! The Sword Saint said coldly.

"This is not a matter of urgency, but at this time, no matter what happens, people are already dead, they have already entered the earth, and what they need to do now is to let his revenant go beyond it, instead of looking at his portrait!"

He was right, at least it seems to be now, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Hearing his words was to see Yu Qian smile.

"I just want to see the portrait, if it's really inconvenient, then forget it!"

He didn't force it, but he didn't force anything.

This is his plan, and if this person is weak-hearted, it will definitely not be simple.

Old Master Ren shook his head gently.

"It's just a portrait, there's nothing ugly, in that case, you can come with me!"

Old Master Ren said with a smile. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

When he spoke, he saw him walking step by step, and his eyes became a little firm, because no matter what, his daughter was his only pride.

Although it was his only pride, it seems that this only hope has been dashed now.

That is, his daughter is dead, and if he hadn't gone climbing with Pound, he wouldn't have jumped into a cliff and died.

This was the only pain in Old Master Ren's heart.

Pound was visibly reluctant.

He came over and looked at the old man.

"Isn't that a little unpleasant? After all, anyway, Ting'er's life and death are uncertain now, if you want to look at his portrait directly at this time. "

Pound spoke.

"It's actually just a portrait, what's the tension?" The Sword Saint said coldly.

"I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous..."

Pound's face changed.

He quickly spoke, and soon regained his composure.

Sword Saint and Yu Qian watched silently like this, without saying a word.

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