"Ah? You still have to leave?" Old Yang's wife was also anxious. The thing in her hand fell to the ground, making a jingling sound.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly when he heard this, and carefully recalled the scene when he took the car.

Along the way, Lao Yang left the carriage except peeing, and was inseparable from the carriage at other times, and he was eating, drinking, and sleeping in the carriage.

At that time, she thought he was in a hurry to go home, so she was in a hurry to go. Now it seems that there is something strange about it.

"Mom, what else are you cleaning up? Bring our family's money and avoid the limelight first..." Yang Yihe's voice became a little more angry.

"Yes, you stupid woman, it's time to do what you want? Bring money and let's go..."

Old Yang stomped his feet in a hurry and threw open the door vigorously.

He didn't care about Ling Luoyu, and he didn't even say hello, and dragged his wife to the bottom of the mountain.

Yang Yihe looked at her fearfully and greeted her parents

"Don't go down the mountain, maybe they've already arrived at the mountain..."

"What should I do?"

"Walking through the back mountain... passing the white bone stream..."

"What?" Old Yang's wife immediately stopped and shook her head in fear: "Son, aren't you looking for death when you walk in the White Bone Stream?!"

"Mom, now I'm looking for death when going down the mountain!"

Yang Yihe pulled his parents up the mountain without saying a word.

Ling Luoyu stood in a daze for a while until the family disappeared, and then he walked into Lao Yangtou's house in a swaying manner.

His wife had already prepared the meal, and she happened to be hungry, so she was not polite. She served herself all night and sat down at the dining table leisurely.

As soon as I took a few sips, I heard the sound of clothes flying out of the sky.

have to!

I can't eat well!!

Sure enough, the sound became louder and louder, obviously coming from Lao Yang's house.

"Bang!"

The door of the room was kicked open and happened to be smashed into the fire pit. Not only did the fire ashes fly all over the sky, but it even smashed a pot of rice.

The flying ashes are like flying butterflies, dancing gracefully, and like moths that are flying into the fire. After an instant of light, they disappear abruptly and turn into a pile of dust.

Ling Luoyu put down his bowl quietly, raised his eyes with a slanted look on his face, and sat there quietly as if he was watching the group of people breaking in.

The leader is a white and clean middle-aged man wearing a navy blue robe with the word "正" written on it.

The moment he saw Ling Luoyu, he was stunned for a moment and frowned.

Before he could speak, a young man in red robe rushed over quickly.

"Lord Jian, where is the person? Has the person caught it?"

His appearance was obscene and his eyes were erratic. On the surface, he rushed out, but in fact he was still behind Jian Yun.

Jian Yun covered the smoke in his eyes and breathed suddenly: "Young Master Jia, there is no trace of the Yang family!"

Only then did Jia Shaoye see Ling Luoyu sitting quietly, and he couldn't help but frown: "Who is she?"

"have no idea!"

"I don't know?? Master Jian, you are not the first day of being the master. Don't you know that you have to arrest him and ask him if you encounter someone you don't know like this?!"

Jian Yun's disgust in his eyes became deeper, and he frowned and looked at him: "Young Master Jia, the person we are going to catch is Yang Yihe, it has nothing to do with this person. It's not good to do it rashly, right?!"

In fact, his subtext is - idiot, are you so fucking unopposed?!

The person in front of him was as heavy as Mount Tai, as stable as a rock, as unmoving as a mountain, and obviously a difficult opponent to deal with.

Isn’t you seeking death when you touch her at this time?


Chapter completed!