The ultimate god of war in the city

"Woo, Aunt Siqi, will Mom and Dad really stay with Xiao Ran all the time? So, can Xiao Ran see them?" Ling Xiaoran panicked.

The beautiful fairy tale depicted by Lin Siqi before had been shaken in Ling Xiaoran's heart.

Lin Siqi's delicate body trembled suddenly, endured the grief in her heart, and comforted Ling Xiaoran: "Yes, as long as Xiaoran closes her eyes and thinks about her parents with her heart, she will definitely be able to see them!"

After that, Lin Siqi touched Ling Xiaoran's little head and let her lean on her shoulder.

Ling Xiaoran nodded heavily and closed her big eyes.

On top of the long eyelashes, two crystal clear tears slid down.

At this moment, the two coffins have been buried!

Uncle Bai personally grabbed a handful of dirt and raised it towards the coffin, shouting solemnly: "Let's go

!" "Salute!"

Sun Zhange shouted.

All the warriors turned to the grave.

After half a sound, Yang Fei walked up and said to Ling Feng, "Tianzun, let Brother Ling Yan go to the ground."

Ling Feng nodded, and then used his own hands to dig the soil into the grave one by one.

Yang Fei and others also stepped forward to help and buried Ling Yan and his wife together.

Unconsciously, two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of Ling Feng's eyes.

When he was a child, the scenes of relying on his eldest brother for his life appeared in front of him, which made Ling Feng's heart more and more resolute

! "Big brother, I will definitely find your corpse and let you really be buried in peace!

Also, the real black hand behind the scenes, I will definitely not let him go, no matter who they are, no matter where they are, from heaven to hell, I will find them out and make them pay the price." The

last handful of dirt was slapped on it, and Yang Fei immediately called someone to come up and repair the tomb.

Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai couldn't stop crying, watching Ling Feng scatter a handful of soil, their hearts were broken.

"Xiaofeng, alas, get up quickly. Uncle Bai bent down and helped Ling Feng up, "Xiao Yan is gone, but Xiao Ran is still there, you have to be strong, Xiao Ran can't live without you."

Ling Feng looked at Ling Xiaoran, who was already crying, and nodded silently: "Uncle Bai, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Then, he turned around abruptly and looked at the people of the Wuhu Group, and the aura of grief on his body turned into a fierce edge.

This glance once again made everyone in the Five Lakes Group uneasy.

Everyone bowed their heads and prayed in their hearts.

Ling Feng walked towards Lei Zhengtang and the others step by step.

Sun Zhange and the others were shocked by the momentum on Ling Feng's body, and they didn't even dare to follow.

Lei Zhengtang looked at Ling Feng who was approaching step by step, and couldn't help but be frightened, and secretly thought, "Is he really going to kill them all?"

Ling Feng looked at Lei Zhengtang condescendingly, his gaze slowly swept over everyone present, "I know, you are all unconvinced!"

I give you a chance, and within a month, those present may use all your connections, and use any means to take revenge on me, as long as you can withstand my wrath.

"In a month's time, I will completely wipe out all the reliance you are proud of!" With

that, Ling Feng ignored the crowd and turned to leave.

"A month's time?" Lei

Zhengtang, who was originally depressed, suddenly had a surging glint in his eyes

! Then he slowly raised his head, stared at Ling Feng's back with cold eyes, and said secretly: "Boy, you are too arrogant!

Today, all your hole cards have been revealed, do you think that my Wuhu Group will not help you? I must use your blood to wash away the humiliation suffered by my Wuhu Group today!"

And the others saw that Ling Feng didn't mean to embarrass them, and one by one they suddenly felt like they had been pardoned, as if they had returned from a trip through the ghost gate.

At this moment, they were soaked in cold sweat, and their legs trembled, but they didn't dare to get up without permission.

It wasn't until Ling Feng and the others left completely that they got up from the ground tremblingly.

But because he knelt for too long, it was not so easy to stand up, and everyone at the scene cried again.

Although the old lady of the Jiang family did not die, she also lost half her life.

At this moment, her eyes were cloudy, her eyes were blank, she looked at the photo of Jiang Ying on the tombstone in a daze, and murmured: "Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying, is this the in-law you are looking for?" "Hehe, it hurt me so much!"

"Am I wrong? Am I wrong?"

she kept asking herself, her heart was entangled, and her mind was even more chaotic.

Thinking about it, she suddenly smirked, like a nervous disorder, "Hehe, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, my Jiang family is a famous family, noble status, the daughter of the Jiang family, how can I marry a pariah? I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, hehe......"

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

This old woman is probably crazy!

But no one pitied him at the moment, they themselves were so embarrassed, who had the leisure to pity an old woman?

The forces and beasts of all sides dispersed, and the funeral came to an end.

As Junsongling returned to calm, dark clouds slowly gathered in the sky again, and little raindrops fell, slowly washing away the blood stains on the ground.

However, at the same time, above another quiet courtyard, the sky was still clear.

Knock knock.

The bamboo tube is still beating on the rocks, the water is gurgling on it, and the fish are playing freely.

It's still the stone bench chessboard, it's still the handsome man, it's still him playing chess with himself.

The black and white sub settled alternately, and a dark cloud appeared between his eyebrows.

"Young master!"

a figure fell from the sky and landed behind the handsome man, covered his face in a black robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"How?" the

handsome man asked indifferently.

"The Five Lakes Group, the Kyoto Cheng family, and the forces of the Han River were all defeated by Ling Feng, and Sun Zhange, the seven-star general of the Jiangbei Theater, came to the scene, so that the audience was shocked, and no one dared to move!"

The voice of the black-robed man did not carry any emotion, color, numbly reported everything.

When the handsome man heard this, a sunspot in his hand shattered without warning, and then turned into powder and drifted away in the wind in his palm.

"It seems that I underestimated this Ling Feng

!" "Hmph, Wuhu Group and Lei Zhengtang are really waste!"

The

words paused slightly, and then, the handsome man's voice suddenly became a little colder: "How is Ling Yan's corpse handled? What went wrong?"

The black-robed man responded numbly: "It has been sent to the designated location, foolproof!".

As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed man raised his head slightly, as if to see the expression on his young master's face clearly.

But the handsome man had no expression on his face, just nodded slightly, and picked up a sunspot again.

The black-robed man took the initiative to ask: "Young Master, do you send a few masters over to directly kill Ling Feng?"