"You, you actually killed Master Heng?!"
"Send the signal quickly to inform the old lady!!"
"Surround him, surround him quickly, and never let him escape!!"
Yun Ruohan drew out his long sword, quickly returned to Luo Yu's side, and carried him on his back.
"Master Jifeng!" the old woman almost instinctively shouted.
But after the voice came out, he suddenly realized something, and in an instant, tears rolled out of his eyes.
"Master Jifeng, is he really dead? Did Yunheng really kill him?"
Yun Ruohan nodded: "That day when I was at a loss and was about to lose my soul, Yun Jifeng fell from the cliff. At that time, he was already dead."
Only that smear of resentment and unwillingness lingered on the corpse, aroused the devilish energy in the unclean abyss, and gave Yun Ruohan a glimmer of life.
"I saw with my own eyes that the person who kicked him down stood on the top of the cliff and laughed."
It's just that he didn't know the identities of Yun Jifeng and Yun Heng at that time.
The old woman burst into tears, clutching her chest and wanting to say something.
However, Yun Heng's confidants had already got rid of the talismans, and rushed over fiercely one by one.
Yun Ruohan no longer had any talismans in his hand.
Not daring to delay any longer, he threw out the last random teleportation disk, and the falling rain slowly disappeared into the light.
Not long after, Yun Zhaoxing, Xuan Menglan and Xuan Yuan arrived.
Seeing Yun Heng who was utterly dead, Yun Zhaoxing's face was so gloomy that water could drip.
"What exactly is going on?!"
Facing Yun Zhaoxing's fury, all the monks of the Yun family trembled.
It took a while before someone said tremblingly: "Yes... it was Master Jifeng who killed Master Heng."
"No, I... I heard from Master Heng, that, that's not Master Jifeng. Master Jifeng was taken away."
"What?!"
Hearing this answer, the three of Yun Zhaoxing stared wide-eyed in shock, "Seize the house?! This...how is this possible?!"
Xuan Menglan reacted and cried immediately: "Ji Feng, my son! I knew it, I knew my Ji Feng would not be so rebellious!!"
Yun Zhaoxing's face was ferocious, and his eyes were red: "How dare you take away my son Yun Zhaoxing, Xiaoyaomen! What a Xiaoyaomen! I will make them all exterminate!"
"Master, madam, no!" The old woman came to her senses suddenly, ignoring the pain on her body, she rushed over and said, "It was Yun Heng who killed Master Jifeng. Twelve years ago, Yunheng killed Master Jifeng. This is He admitted it himself."
As she spoke, the old woman repeated what had happened before.
The more Yun Zhaoxing and Xuan Menglan heard it, the more ugly their expressions became.
Xuanmenglan cried even more: "It's useless for us to cultivate Yunheng as an heir, but we didn't expect him to be so vicious and killed our only child!"
As she spoke, she drew out a sword and stabbed Yun Heng's body a few times.
"A good death! If he hadn't been killed today, I would definitely let him die without a place to bury him."
Yun Heng's confidants on the side shrank their necks, their faces full of fear, and they dared not say a word.
It was Xuan Yuan who came over and patted Xuan Menglan on the shoulder, and said in a warm voice: "Okay, even if this Yun Heng is so bold, if he dies now, he can be regarded as revenge for Ji Feng. The most important thing now is to catch the robbed Ji Feng." The cloud of the body is cold!"
"good!!"
Yun Zhaoxing roared angrily, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment and aggrieved today, "Seizing the house is a way of evil spirits that is expressly forbidden by the entire comprehension continent."