Chapter 262
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
Yang Ju's head rolled in front of Ling Lang.
Staring at him with a dead look on his face.
He stared at Ling Lang until he became incontinent.
"How is this possible, how is it possible..."
The majestic White Dragon King was killed just like that?
He looked at Feng Liu and the strong man beside him with trembling eyes.
Even if Feng Liu has high martial arts skills, is there still a master around him who can kill the White Dragon King?
Then why did he dare to go against Feng Liu before?
Is he courting death?
"Feng Liu... Feng Liu, I was wrong... I really know I was wrong."
The Queen of Rizhao ran away, the White Dragon King died, and his father was killed by him as a meat pad.
Ling Lang felt as if the world was spinning in front of him, and his eyes were blank.
Everything he has been planning for years: money, status, even women...
It's all over.
He struggled to get up and knelt down in front of Feng Liu, looking up at him, trying to play the emotional card.
"Feng Liu, we are all members of the Ling family. Grandpa, he certainly doesn't want to see you kill me. Tell me, right?!"
But as he finished speaking, a sharp sword light flashed in the air.
"..."
Ling Lang felt a chill on his neck and throat, and a warm current flowed down his neck.
There was something fishy and sweet in my mouth and throat, and I couldn't breathe or speak.
The next second, thick darkness swept over.
Ling Lang fell to the ground, not breathing.
Feng Liu looked cold as he wiped off the fingerprints on the Hidden Sword, then casually threw it next to Ling Lang's body.
"The Ling family was attacked by the ninjas of the Sang Kingdom. It was Chiba Rizhao who killed you with the Hidden Sword. What does it have to do with me?!"
He looked at Ling Shitou and Zhao Churan again.
"I'll leave the finishing touches to you, I'll go see grandpa."
After saying that, Feng Liu left the Ling family and rushed to the Chinese Medical Association.
Linglang on the ground quickly cooled down and turned into a corpse.
……
National Medical Association Kyoto Headquarters.
Led by the staff arranged by He Yun, Feng Liu arrived at the VIP ward on the top floor.
As soon as he opened the door, he went straight to the hospital bed.
Surrounding the bed were He Yun, Ling Ling, Ling Qingxiao, Ling Jing, Ling Xiaoyu and the Ling family's lawyer.
As soon as they saw him coming, everyone got out of the way.
On the hospital bed, Ling Tian woke up under He Yun's first aid.
Although his face was still a little pale and his breath was a little weak.But those eyes were nothing like those of his age.
There are some dry eyes.
Those eyes are particularly deep and lively, revealing their essence.
Their eyes met with each other, and their eyes flashed violently at the same time.
Among them, there are surprises, emotions, and sadness...
The complex emotions are indescribable.
He Yun walked up to Feng Liu, patted Feng Liu on the shoulder, expressed comfort and then continued: "He needs surgery immediately. His condition can no longer be delayed."
"How sure are you?"
Feng Liu asked.
He Yun waved, and Ling Ling from afar came over immediately.
He Yun said: "I will let Ling Ling open his purple pupils and come in to help me. I am about [-]% sure."
Feng Liu nodded, "Thank you."
He knew that even with He Yun and Ling Ling who could see through the meridians and blood vessels, he would only be [-]% sure.
If grandpa were left in the hands of other doctors, he would definitely die.
"The patient also wants to say a few words to you. I'm waiting in the operating room."
After He Yun finished speaking, Ling Ling also took Feng Liu's hand, "Big brother, I will definitely save your grandpa with all my strength."
Watching the two people leave, Feng Liu heard Ling Tianzheng's voice at the same time.
"Child, come here, let me see you."
Feng Liu turned around and came to Ling Tianzheng's ward.
Ling Tianzheng at this time can be described as dying.
But his eyes still tried their best to open his heavy eyelids, trying to see Feng Liu more clearly.
Seeing this, the others wisely exited the room.
Ling Tianzheng and Feng Liu were the only two people left in the room.
Ling Tianzheng reluctantly controlled his expression and gave Feng Liu a smile.
"You look very much like my daughter. What's your name, kid?"
While Ling Tianzheng was speaking, there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes.
Fengliu is the child of his daughter, the daughter he once loved most.
How he hoped that the Fengliu in front of him was his real grandson...
Staring at him with a dead look on his face.
He stared at Ling Lang until he became incontinent.
"How is this possible, how is it possible..."
The majestic White Dragon King was killed just like that?
He looked at Feng Liu and the strong man beside him with trembling eyes.
Even if Feng Liu has high martial arts skills, is there still a master around him who can kill the White Dragon King?
Then why did he dare to go against Feng Liu before?
Is he courting death?
"Feng Liu... Feng Liu, I was wrong... I really know I was wrong."
The Queen of Rizhao ran away, the White Dragon King died, and his father was killed by him as a meat pad.
Ling Lang felt as if the world was spinning in front of him, and his eyes were blank.
Everything he has been planning for years: money, status, even women...
It's all over.
He struggled to get up and knelt down in front of Feng Liu, looking up at him, trying to play the emotional card.
"Feng Liu, we are all members of the Ling family. Grandpa, he certainly doesn't want to see you kill me. Tell me, right?!"
But as he finished speaking, a sharp sword light flashed in the air.
"..."
Ling Lang felt a chill on his neck and throat, and a warm current flowed down his neck.
There was something fishy and sweet in my mouth and throat, and I couldn't breathe or speak.
The next second, thick darkness swept over.
Ling Lang fell to the ground, not breathing.
Feng Liu looked cold as he wiped off the fingerprints on the Hidden Sword, then casually threw it next to Ling Lang's body.
"The Ling family was attacked by the ninjas of the Sang Kingdom. It was Chiba Rizhao who killed you with the Hidden Sword. What does it have to do with me?!"
He looked at Ling Shitou and Zhao Churan again.
"I'll leave the finishing touches to you, I'll go see grandpa."
After saying that, Feng Liu left the Ling family and rushed to the Chinese Medical Association.
Linglang on the ground quickly cooled down and turned into a corpse.
……
National Medical Association Kyoto Headquarters.
Led by the staff arranged by He Yun, Feng Liu arrived at the VIP ward on the top floor.
As soon as he opened the door, he went straight to the hospital bed.
Surrounding the bed were He Yun, Ling Ling, Ling Qingxiao, Ling Jing, Ling Xiaoyu and the Ling family's lawyer.
As soon as they saw him coming, everyone got out of the way.
On the hospital bed, Ling Tian woke up under He Yun's first aid.
Although his face was still a little pale and his breath was a little weak.But those eyes were nothing like those of his age.
There are some dry eyes.
Those eyes are particularly deep and lively, revealing their essence.
Their eyes met with each other, and their eyes flashed violently at the same time.
Among them, there are surprises, emotions, and sadness...
The complex emotions are indescribable.
He Yun walked up to Feng Liu, patted Feng Liu on the shoulder, expressed comfort and then continued: "He needs surgery immediately. His condition can no longer be delayed."
"How sure are you?"
Feng Liu asked.
He Yun waved, and Ling Ling from afar came over immediately.
He Yun said: "I will let Ling Ling open his purple pupils and come in to help me. I am about [-]% sure."
Feng Liu nodded, "Thank you."
He knew that even with He Yun and Ling Ling who could see through the meridians and blood vessels, he would only be [-]% sure.
If grandpa were left in the hands of other doctors, he would definitely die.
"The patient also wants to say a few words to you. I'm waiting in the operating room."
After He Yun finished speaking, Ling Ling also took Feng Liu's hand, "Big brother, I will definitely save your grandpa with all my strength."
Watching the two people leave, Feng Liu heard Ling Tianzheng's voice at the same time.
"Child, come here, let me see you."
Feng Liu turned around and came to Ling Tianzheng's ward.
Ling Tianzheng at this time can be described as dying.
But his eyes still tried their best to open his heavy eyelids, trying to see Feng Liu more clearly.
Seeing this, the others wisely exited the room.
Ling Tianzheng and Feng Liu were the only two people left in the room.
Ling Tianzheng reluctantly controlled his expression and gave Feng Liu a smile.
"You look very much like my daughter. What's your name, kid?"
While Ling Tianzheng was speaking, there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes.
Fengliu is the child of his daughter, the daughter he once loved most.
How he hoped that the Fengliu in front of him was his real grandson...
