"Your Majesty... the old minister is sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..." Lin Kuang still collapsed on the ground as if he had never heard of it, muttering in a daze. Long Yin was panting heavily, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face also began to show an extreme paleness. Fear, trembling, panic, all kinds of emotions that rarely appear in his heart.
"Heh, you didn't feel sorry for Long Yin. If you really said sorry, you were forced out by me. But what you are really sorry for is your son and grandson. This grandson is not just Lin Xiao."
Ye Wuchen's voice fell, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew, and in the hollow above his head, a figure suddenly fell heavily, rolled to the ground, then turned his back to the sky, his body twitching slightly. The situation was obviously thrown down directly by someone.
Seeing the man's face clearly, the distraught Lin Kuang's eyes widened suddenly, his teeth chattered, and he cried out sadly, "Yun'er... Yun'er!"
"Yun'er? You still have the right to call him Yun'er?" Ye Wuchen sneered coldly: "In order to harm the Ye family, you took him away from the house when he was born and trained him to be a tool. Since he was a child, his biological parents didn't even know that there was such a son. With a grandfather like you, I have to say that this is the greatest misfortune in his life. Although I despise him, what's more, I feel sorry for him he."
Lin Yun was lying on the ground, his body twitching and wriggling constantly, as if he was struggling to stand up. And he couldn't utter a complete sentence at all, only a vague sound of humming.
Ye Wuchen's words were like another cold and piercing knife engraved on Lin Kuang's heart, and Lin Yun's posture as if he was on the verge of dying was even more heart-wrenching. He slammed down on the ground and rolled The crawler moved towards Ye Wuchen, then hit his head heavily on the ground, kowtowed and shouted sadly: "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault, Lin Kuang. I, Lin Kuang, harmed Zhongliang, and deserved thousands of knives!" But Yun’er is not wrong, he is just a tool that cannot help himself, a poor man whose fate is doomed from the moment he is born, please show mercy and spare his life. Even if it is to let him become Your servant of the Ye family is fine too, please let him go, please let him go..."
After Lin Xiao's death, Lin Yun, who was sent to Ye's family from a young age, became the last blood and last hope of his Lin family. During this time, he was thinking about Long Yin in resentment, and silently prayed that Lin Yun's identity would never be discovered. It is not possible for him to truly end the Lin family. And since the rumor that he was sent to the south by the Ye family to do business, there has been no news. He has already sensed the uneasiness, but he is unwilling to believe it. At this time, seeing Lin Yun's miserable state, he finally saw real despair.
"Let him go? Then when you harmed Zhongliang, were you ever merciful? Now you are begging to let your own descendants go, heh..." Under Lin Kuang's frightened eyes, Ye Wuchen's face showed With a sneer that made his heart beat faster, he slowly stretched out his left hand, flicking towards Lin Yun's position...
Ding!
A tiny icicle flew out from his fingertips, drawing a cold trail, and pierced Lin Yun's throat in a small splash of blood, sinking deeply. The sound of the flesh being pierced clearly entered everyone's ears. Lin Yun's body froze, his eyes protruded, and his struggling body stopped moving.
"Yun'er!" An extremely sad cry came out of Lin Kuang's mouth with deep sadness, and he collapsed on the ground weakly, crying loudly. Lin Zhan died, Lin Xiao died, Lin Yun died, Lin Yufei, his Lin family finally cut off the last trace of blood and hope. Lin Kuang's heart turned deathly gray in the wailing...
"It's very sad, isn't it?" Ye Wuchen withdrew his hands expressionlessly, without even looking at Lin Yun who had lost his voice: "He fell into my hands more than a month ago, but I have been I'm not willing to kill him, what I'm waiting for, what I want is this day, let you, the person who killed Zhongliang, taste the taste of your last blood dying in front of your eyes!!"
Facing Lin Kuang's extremely desolate cry, Ye Wuchen didn't have even a trace of sympathy, but he didn't relax in his heart, but felt deeply depressed. Only a few people in this world know that the Ye family has truly become extinct as early as four years ago, and Ye Wuchen, who really belongs to the successor of the Ye family, died four years ago between Long Yin and the Lin family. Under the evil hands.
He already has deeper and deeper feelings for the Ye family. Ye Nu, Ye Wei, and Wang Wenshu have also become his grandfather, father, and mother. He was never ready to tell them this cruel reality, but he has already put He who regards himself as a member of the Ye family has never forgotten this bitter hatred. If Long Yin and the Lin family treated the Ye family like this, then he would retaliate several times in more cruel ways. The incest scandal between Lin Xiao and Lin Xiu brought great humiliation to Long Yin, ruined the reputation of the Lin family, and then made Lin Xiao die, Lin Zhan died, Lin Kuang and Long Yin turned against each other, and became Lin Kuang, Long Yin's loyal dog general. When the knife pierced Long Yin's body fiercely, the script could finally reach the last page.
After Ye Wuchen returned to the Ye family, the Lin family and Long Yin had already been trampled by Ye Wuchen. If he wants them to die, it's really easy. He didn't, but gave them an extremely desperate way to die. At the same time, he used Lin Kuang's own hands to destroy the entire Lin family, and then used his hands to stab Long Yin to death. And Ye Wuchen himself didn't need to spend a single soldier.
"Ye-wu-chen-you are so ruthless..." Long Yin screamed with a ferocious face, his teeth chattering.
"Cruel?" Ye Wuchen lowered his eyes and looked at Long Yin, who was sitting there slumped there. His gaze didn't seem to be looking at an emperor at all, but a sad dying person: "However, next You may be more interested in a few words." He sneered, and said softly: "Your third son is called Long Zhengqi, right? Seeing my son die in front of me must feel very good... That's right, that's what I made people do."
Like the sudden arrival of winter, the cold breath filled every corner of Long Yin's body.
"But don't worry, not only will I not touch your eldest son, Long Zhengyang, but I will also help him. Your second son, Long Zhengyue, is also good. I will let him choose whether to live or die. As for the others, I will not touch him." I'm too lazy to move, after all, they can barely be regarded as Huang'er's relatives. Heh, Long Yin, I have to say that the greatest luck in your life is to raise a good daughter. If it weren't for Long Zhengyang and Huang'er, I wouldn't have I don't mind if your Long family is as unique as the Lin family. But that's good too. After Huang'er succeeded to the throne, no one can shake my Ye family. After tonight, everyone in the world will know that you were killed by Lin Kuang. stabbed to death with a blade... Hehe, the fact is also the same, I, Ye Wuchen, didn't even touch you, "
Long Yin's death was caused by Lin Kuang, it had nothing to do with him, Ye Wuchen, nor the evil sect. He couldn't kill Long Yin himself, otherwise he would always feel guilty towards Long Huang'er.
Behind Long Yin, the palm that held Long Yin with the power of the flame soul and sustained Long Yin's life suddenly released, the black bear clapped his hands, stood behind Ye Wuchen, and looked at him with pity. As soon as he left, severe pain spread throughout Lai Longyin's body, his breathing became short of breath, his eyes widened, and he could no longer speak a complete sentence.
"The black bear is the eye I put by your side. I know exactly what you have been doing and what you want to do every day for the past year, even what you ate every day, and which concubine you spent the night with. Everything about your Long family Secrets, I already know about the same through Black Bear. I have already figured out what secrets you have that are not known to outsiders, what troops and cards you have never used, and you can go with peace of mind. For the things that are not used in time, I will use them for you one by one."
"You..." Long Yin finally managed to squeeze out a word between his teeth.
"However, don't think that you only have one pair of eyes. I am far more than the only one who knows these secrets of yours." Ye Wuchen frowned, pointed at the three frozen offerings, and said coldly: " Long Yin, you probably don’t know yet, these three people, hehehehe, two of them, that is, the two you trust the most and bring with you most often, they are just the ones placed by the Southern Emperor Sect by your side It's just a pawn. Through the two of them, the Southern Emperor Sect knows everything about you. And that old Yan you don't like very much, he is from the Northern Emperor Sect!"
Long Yin's originally wide eyes widened again, and the panic in them had turned into deep sadness and despair. Mr. Li and Mr. Liu also turned their heads suddenly to look at Mr. Yan, and Mr. Yan also looked at them at the same time... This secret, even they don't know each other. But what Ye Wuchen said about their identities was absolutely correct.
"Hahahaha, don't you think it's ironic? One of the most trusted people around you stabbed you with a knife, and the other four are people who are used by others to monitor and spy on all your details, and the only courtiers who will swear to be loyal to you But I will be persecuted by you. Long Yin, should I say you are hateful or pathetic."
Plop!
Long Yin's body was stiff, and he fell down in an extremely stiff posture, his upper body hit the ground heavily, his eyes widened, and he was breathless.
die.
He didn't die because of the blade that cut off his vitality pierced by Lin Kuang, but died in the heart of anger and hatred, and died in endless unwillingness.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold and stiff, Ye Wuchen's gaze stayed on Long Yin's corpse for a moment, then he left with disdain, snorted coldly, and turned around. If there were not too many things holding him back, this day would have arrived long ago.
"Hei Xiong, they left it to you." Ye Wuchen left a sentence, his body floated up, broke through the air, and disappeared into this cold hall.
"Master, guarantee to complete the task." Black Bear shouted towards the direction Ye Wuchen left. When the eyes fell on the three priests, they couldn't help laughing "hehe". Hei Xiong's strength is second only to Yan Gongluo among the members of the Yan Clan under Duanhunyuan, not only because of his extremely talented cultivation of the Yanhun Art, but also because of his innate strange power. He already understood the strength of the three priests, but they didn't really understand the strength of the black bear. Because the black bear has never shown its full strength. Ye Wuchen told him, never expose all of yourself to the enemy.