Chapter 562: Fake

The sharpened sharpness, she squinted at the end of her murder.

"Which mother in the world is afraid to touch her son's body?!"

The nature of blood and blood does not end with death.

Especially the mother, when she saw her son's body, she didn't want to escape, but rushed up worriedly.

Unless this Xiang Yi is not his son at all!

Madam Xiang's face suddenly paled: "You...what are you talking about?"

Ling Luoyu walked towards Xiang Yi quickly: "The dead one is not Xiang Yi at all!"

In the scream, she lifted the white cloth towards Yigai.

Under the white cloth, it was indeed a dead face.

But it is also a deformed face!

The skin on his face looked loose and wrinkled, as if that face could fall off at any time.

Ling Luoyu's lips were slightly bladed, and a thin smile faded, his eyes lighted like a knife and glanced at Mrs. Xiang, raising his hand to tear off Xiang Yi's face suddenly.

"Ah..." Madam Xiang screamed abruptly, and everyone around him shuddered.

In the mourning hall, peeling off the face of a dead person was scary enough, she actually came so loud.

Under this situation, this situation and this sound, the dead can be scared to life.

However, no one cared about her howl at this time, and they all stared at Xiang Yi on the ground.

This turned out to be a middle-aged man in his forties.

Someone has sharp eyes and quick lips: "Isn't this Manager Zhao?"

"Who is Steward Zhao?"

"It's our young master's confidant!"

All of a sudden, the guests talked.

The slave is lying in the mourning hall instead of the master, so what about the master? !

Turning the human skin mask in his hand, Ling Luoyu Xie raised his eyebrows and looked at Madam Xiang in a secluded manner.

"Madam Xiang, do you take the initiative to explain to Ben Shao, or do you want Ben Shao to ask you to answer?!"

Madam Xiang reacted at this time, screaming "Ah", and Sa Yazi ran outside.

"Come on, help... Young Master Ling San murdered..."

The forces of the Ling family were in the capital, and no one dared to provoke them at all, let alone Ling Luoyu, who killed people if they didn't agree.

So even though she shouted miserably to the wife and fled in embarrassment, no one came out to help.

Even the guards of Xiang's family were only guarding on both sides, not daring to get close.

Ling Luoyu followed Madam Xiang in a hurry, watching her escape all the way to the backyard.

"Help...Elder Ming, help, help..."

Elder Ming? !

Ling Luoyu frowned.

Could there be any masters hiding in the Xiang family! ?

Her eyes fell to the backyard.

Mrs. Xiang didn't come out so much, indicating that this person may not want to be nosy.

Ling Luoyu sneered at the corners of his lips.

With her here, I want to hide away! ?

The palm sank, the profound energy burst, and with a flick of his finger, it shot at the lady's ankle.