Chapter 259 Ling Family Storm【5】
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
In the chaos, Feng Liu stood in front of Ling Qingxiao and the others and handed Ling Qingxiao the miracle doctor's order.
"You three take grandpa and go first."
"Take this to the Chinese Medical Association to find He Yun. She can save grandpa."
"Okay! Pay attention to your own safety."
Ling Qingxiao knew that staying would only drag Feng Liu back.
After quickly giving instructions, under the cover of Feng Liu and Zhao Churan, the three of them placed Ling Tianzheng on the wheelchair, escaped from the room in the chaos, and quickly left the Ling family villa.
In the night, White Dragon King Yang Ju sat in the car, silently staring at Ling Jing's car as it drove away quickly.
His whole body exuded a despicable aura that made people shudder, and his eyes were sinister and crazy, like a mad dog.
"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind, hey hey hey."
He licked his tongue and saw clearly just now that in the car in front, there was a half-dead Ling Tianzheng. Apart from him, the rest were all beautiful women.
The charming Ling Qingxiao.
Lively and youthful Ling Xiaoyu.
The cool and beautiful Ling Jing.
He listened to the sounds of internal fighting coming from the Feng family.
There is no one to protect these women now.
"Beauties, wait for me, I will make the three of you happy together tonight!"
He started the vehicle and prepared to stop them at the next intersection.
Little did he know that a figure on the eaves of the Ling family was also watching what was going on here.
It was a man with a simple face, dark skin, and no emotion on his face, but a simple and rough pursuit of martial arts.
He poured his inner strength into his feet, unleashed all his master-level skills, and flew over cliffs and walls to catch up with the two cars in front of him.
……
In the main building of the Ling family.
"It's time for us to do it."
Without any worries, Feng Liu opened his thin lips lightly and spoke in a deep voice.
Zhao Churan's figure swayed and he was in front of the black-clothed ninja in the blink of an eye.
She is dressed in white clothes, has picturesque eyebrows, and a vague smile at the corner of her mouth, just like a fairy who is stunned.
The few black-clothed ninjas in front of her couldn't help but be stunned. They were so amazed by her stunning appearance that they forgot to attack for a moment.
Zhao Churan tapped his toes, turned around in the air, and stabbed out the sword in his hand quickly and accurately.
The shadow of the cold sword and the bloody light burst out.
When she spun lightly and landed on the ground, the seven or eight black-clothed ninjas in front of her had fallen to the ground, with no signs of life at all.
"Kill this troublesome woman first!"
Ling Lang hiding behind
One command.
The other ninjas turned around, raised their katana swords high, surrounded Zhao Churan three levels inside and three outside, and launched a fierce offensive with bushido held high.
Zhao Churan raised his sword to meet them, and killed several more approaching black ninjas.
However, there were too many ninjas, and they kept coming like a tide.
Zhao Churan was a little overwhelmed at first. While resisting with all his strength, he frowned in the direction of Feng Liu.
"You bastard, come and help me!"
Feng Liu, who had had time to watch the battle, was waiting for Zhao Churan to beg him.
Then he raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said coquettishly: "Since you, Fairy Wife, have spoken, I must be a hero to save the beauty! You must remember to repay me well after you are done!"
"I promise you!"
"okay!"
The moment he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he raised the sword in his hand.
"Dodge."
Fengliu uses internal force to transmit sound through the air.
Only Zhao Churan could hear it, after repelling the nearest ninjas.
"Whoosh", Zhao Churan jumped up in the air, broke through the siege, and came to Feng Liu's side.
At the same time, countless fierce sword energy accompanied by the sound of killing, broke through the air and attacked everyone.
The sword energy carries the powerful aura of a master, forming a dense network of heaven and earth.
All the black-clothed ninjas were instantly killed.
Bodies lay scattered on the floor in the house.
There were only four people left alive in the entire room.
Apart from Feng Liu and Zhao Churan, there were Ling Lang and Ling Anbang hiding behind the cabinet.
Although the two of them were not dead, their bodies were all scarred by Feng Liu's sword energy.
This is because Feng Liu deliberately restrained and controlled part of his sword energy when he moved.
He wanted to kill the father and son himself in the end and avenge his grandfather.
Seeing the terrifying power of Fengliu, the father and son were extremely shocked and horrified.
Crouch down and prepare to sneak out of the door.
Fengliu blocked their way.
A cold, magnetic voice sounded from above Ling Lang's head.
"Where are you going? I don't think I told you to leave?!"
"You three take grandpa and go first."
"Take this to the Chinese Medical Association to find He Yun. She can save grandpa."
"Okay! Pay attention to your own safety."
Ling Qingxiao knew that staying would only drag Feng Liu back.
After quickly giving instructions, under the cover of Feng Liu and Zhao Churan, the three of them placed Ling Tianzheng on the wheelchair, escaped from the room in the chaos, and quickly left the Ling family villa.
In the night, White Dragon King Yang Ju sat in the car, silently staring at Ling Jing's car as it drove away quickly.
His whole body exuded a despicable aura that made people shudder, and his eyes were sinister and crazy, like a mad dog.
"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind, hey hey hey."
He licked his tongue and saw clearly just now that in the car in front, there was a half-dead Ling Tianzheng. Apart from him, the rest were all beautiful women.
The charming Ling Qingxiao.
Lively and youthful Ling Xiaoyu.
The cool and beautiful Ling Jing.
He listened to the sounds of internal fighting coming from the Feng family.
There is no one to protect these women now.
"Beauties, wait for me, I will make the three of you happy together tonight!"
He started the vehicle and prepared to stop them at the next intersection.
Little did he know that a figure on the eaves of the Ling family was also watching what was going on here.
It was a man with a simple face, dark skin, and no emotion on his face, but a simple and rough pursuit of martial arts.
He poured his inner strength into his feet, unleashed all his master-level skills, and flew over cliffs and walls to catch up with the two cars in front of him.
……
In the main building of the Ling family.
"It's time for us to do it."
Without any worries, Feng Liu opened his thin lips lightly and spoke in a deep voice.
Zhao Churan's figure swayed and he was in front of the black-clothed ninja in the blink of an eye.
She is dressed in white clothes, has picturesque eyebrows, and a vague smile at the corner of her mouth, just like a fairy who is stunned.
The few black-clothed ninjas in front of her couldn't help but be stunned. They were so amazed by her stunning appearance that they forgot to attack for a moment.
Zhao Churan tapped his toes, turned around in the air, and stabbed out the sword in his hand quickly and accurately.
The shadow of the cold sword and the bloody light burst out.
When she spun lightly and landed on the ground, the seven or eight black-clothed ninjas in front of her had fallen to the ground, with no signs of life at all.
"Kill this troublesome woman first!"
Ling Lang hiding behind
One command.
The other ninjas turned around, raised their katana swords high, surrounded Zhao Churan three levels inside and three outside, and launched a fierce offensive with bushido held high.
Zhao Churan raised his sword to meet them, and killed several more approaching black ninjas.
However, there were too many ninjas, and they kept coming like a tide.
Zhao Churan was a little overwhelmed at first. While resisting with all his strength, he frowned in the direction of Feng Liu.
"You bastard, come and help me!"
Feng Liu, who had had time to watch the battle, was waiting for Zhao Churan to beg him.
Then he raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said coquettishly: "Since you, Fairy Wife, have spoken, I must be a hero to save the beauty! You must remember to repay me well after you are done!"
"I promise you!"
"okay!"
The moment he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he raised the sword in his hand.
"Dodge."
Fengliu uses internal force to transmit sound through the air.
Only Zhao Churan could hear it, after repelling the nearest ninjas.
"Whoosh", Zhao Churan jumped up in the air, broke through the siege, and came to Feng Liu's side.
At the same time, countless fierce sword energy accompanied by the sound of killing, broke through the air and attacked everyone.
The sword energy carries the powerful aura of a master, forming a dense network of heaven and earth.
All the black-clothed ninjas were instantly killed.
Bodies lay scattered on the floor in the house.
There were only four people left alive in the entire room.
Apart from Feng Liu and Zhao Churan, there were Ling Lang and Ling Anbang hiding behind the cabinet.
Although the two of them were not dead, their bodies were all scarred by Feng Liu's sword energy.
This is because Feng Liu deliberately restrained and controlled part of his sword energy when he moved.
He wanted to kill the father and son himself in the end and avenge his grandfather.
Seeing the terrifying power of Fengliu, the father and son were extremely shocked and horrified.
Crouch down and prepare to sneak out of the door.
Fengliu blocked their way.
A cold, magnetic voice sounded from above Ling Lang's head.
"Where are you going? I don't think I told you to leave?!"
