Chapter 5463: Family eating people

Ling Xia looked at the old man. She didn't expect her father to be so old. This Ling Yiye is also in his forties, and he is still a warrior. She didn't even think of her father. Already old is like a hundred years old.
However, thinking about what this man once did to himself and his mother, Ling Xia has no pity. He said: "Yes, I am Ling Xia, Ling Yiye, you take my mother's relics and bones. Give it to me, of course, if you want to say nothing, then forget it, I will not ask you for it."
"Yes, I have, Xia Er, you come in, come in." Ling Yiye did not look at the body of Lingbo on the ground, he called Lingxia into the house.
Ye Qian and Ling Xia entered the room. The room was very simple. Ling Yiye shuddered and poured Lingxia into the water. His old face smiled. He was so happy that his body was not under his control.
Ling Yiye said: "Xiaer, you can come back, see that you are still so healthy, and find such a handsome boyfriend, I am very happy, Xiaer, you can come back, really good."
Ling Xia just sat there and didn't talk.
Ling Yiye smiled and sat there, his eyes fixed on Lingxia, and his smile continued.
At this time, the footsteps sounded outside, and then a person laughed and heard the sound of footsteps. "Ha ha ha ha, Ling Bo, this bastard, actually died, it is so good, I still grab with Xiao Ye! Ling Yiye, put you The daughter handed it over."
Ling Yiye sat there, heard the screams outside, and he squatted, then slowly got up and walked out to open the door.
There are more than a dozen people standing outside the door. The person headed by him is the short man who walked with Lingbo before, Ling Hong.
Ling Hong did not have any sadness about Ling Bo’s death. He was just a pity. Unfortunately, Ling Bo was so dead. If he knew this, he would kill him. After all, Lingbo The soul and blood of the dead are enough to enable them to understand the field of death.
However, now that Lingbo is dead, there is that woman, enough.
As for Ling Yiye, Ling Hong did not care. In fact, the entire Ling family now knows that Ling Yiye has been abolished, but because Ling Yiye is the birth son of the owner, there is still a bit of incense, plus Ling Yiye. Ling Qiang’s son is also a king, and his status is very high, so no one dares to move the industry.
But in fact, everyone knows that Ling Yiye's life is good, there is a good, a good son, but he has been abolished, and there is no place in Lingjia.
Ling Hong said loudly to Ling Yiye: "In the uncle, I have a daughter who has been separated for many years now, right?"
Ling Yiye nodded.
Ling Hong pointed to the body on the ground and said: "Uncle, this person, you kill it. Lingbo's death, we can not care, but your daughter has to pay for it, huh, huh."
Ling Yiye was blinded by Ling Hong and said: "People are killing me. Naturally, I will pay for it. You don't need a soul that is a person. I will give it to you. The soul of my loved one is better than My daughter is much better."
Ling Hong stunned, and then sneered: "This is what you said, when the grandfather of the house is looking for me to settle accounts, there is Ling Qiang."
Ling Yiye smiled a bit and said: "That is of course, you wait, let me talk to my daughter, the last words."
After that, Ling Yiye closed the door, he turned and went to the house, took out a box and put it on the table. "Xiaer, here is your mother's ashes, as well as a favorite set of clothes and a bracelet." Take it away. Take something, leave here as soon as possible, leave this cannibal family, leave Qingyun City, never come back."
Lingxia was there, and she was very uncomfortable. She looked at Ling Yiye and said, "Dad, why, why is this?!"
Ling Yiye heard Ling Xia call her own dad. He suddenly cried. He slowly said: "I am sorry for your mother. In fact, your mother and me are a cousin. My aunt was far away. Marry, she is tired of the horror of the people in the whole Ling family, then I fell in love with your mother, my aunt has strongly opposed, but I can not be separated from your mother, we love each other, although your mother is honorable, although only doing A little bit, but she has no complaints. At the beginning, I can protect your mother's safety until... until you are born, you have no talent, I don't know if it is because I and your mother have the blood of Lingjia. I saw that you have no talent at all, and after your mother gave birth to you, the strength dropped rapidly. I protected you from the Ling family, but in the end I still couldn’t protect you. In the end, your mother was arrested. He died in the hands of Ling Qiang, who is only eight years old."
Ling Xia listened to these past events. Her hands were clenched together and she became a fist. She bit her teeth and tried to hold her own tears.
Ling Yiye sighed and wiped the old tears and said: "I don't blame Ling Qiang, don't blame me, just blame me for not protecting you. Now, seeing you grow so big, see you returning to me again. In front of you, I heard you yell at me, I... I am satisfied. When you take something, you will leave from the back door. There is nothing for you here."
Ling Yiye said, standing up, he is very big enough, he is a warrior, but now he is old, even if he is not dead today, he can't live too long.
Ling Yiye went to the door and looked back at Lingxia.
Ling Xia’s face was full of tears. She held her mother’s relics and kept tears. She stared at Ling Yiye and saw Ling Yiye turn her head. She stood up at once.
Ling Yiye smiled at Lingxia and then walked forward.
"Dad..." Ling Xia whispered a word.
Ling Yiye did not look back, but walked forward. He had a black sickle in his hand. He held a sickle and handed it to Ling Hong. "Hey, Xiao Hongzi, do it, nothing, kill. I hope that you will have a good future."
Ling Hong looked at Ling Yiye, his mouth was pumping up, he was too excited, he did not expect this result, he came here, why couldn’t you get it, and now Lingbo is dead, and Now, he has directly obtained the soul of Ling Yiye. You must know that Ling Yiye’s blood is more pure, the soul is more powerful, and he is closer to himself. With Ling Yiye’s soul, he will not think about it later. Comprehending the field of death will not work.
Ling Yiye closed his eyes and he was relieved. He liked the result. If he could not protect Lingxia and her mother more than 20 years ago, then this time, it would be a sin. With a sly heart, I have lived for so long. Now, before I die, everything is free. In fact, it is really good.
Ling Yiye’s face showed an excited smile.
Ling Hong did not have much hesitation. He took the black death sickle and leaned toward Ling Yiye's neck and slammed it down. He looked forward to this opportunity for a long time. In Lingjia, because there is a rule, it is not allowed to kill between the brothers of the same family. It is not allowed to kill in Lingfu. Therefore, it is still very difficult to get the soul of the same people.
Zongmen women are generally difficult to escape the fate of being killed. Generally, if a woman from Lingjia can successfully live to the age of 20, she will either marry far away or marry a very strong person. People don't dare to do it. Otherwise, Lingfu women generally can't live.
Therefore, Ling Hong and Ling Bo will be so excited after seeing Ling Xia walk in, because this woman is not protected by Ling Fu.
Now that Ling Hong has the opportunity to kill Ling Yiye, he will not hesitate.
However, Ling Hong felt his neck slamming cold. He was strange in his heart. He clearly said that the death sickle in his hand had not fallen to the neck of Ling Yiye. How did he feel his neck was cold? Is it that my hand is shaking and I have reached my neck?
Ling Hong was puzzled. He wanted to look down. He looked down. He looked down. Suddenly, the world began to spin. Then Ling Hong found out that he had seen the body. He saw his neck empty and saw blood rushing. He began to think about himself. The head, my head...
Ling Yiye squatted and opened his eyes. He saw that Ling Hong’s head had fallen to the ground. He squatted and turned his head to see that Ye Qian stood there, and he was very calm and standing there.
"You...you...kill him?" Ling Yiye still couldn't respond.
Ye Qian nodded.
"You...you hurry to go, and quickly take Lingxia away from here." Ling Yiye panicked. He looked at Ye Qian and said, "Come on, or it will be too late for a while, the homeowner will come over. You and Ling Xia will die."
Ye Qian looked at the distance and said: "It’s too late, huh, huh."
At this time, a few people in the distance fell to the opposite side of Ye Qian. The person headed by him was very old. He was the old man of the king and the second world. After the old man, he followed several kings. Musha.
Ye Qian knows that these people are the strongest of Lingjia, the king of the two kings and the king of the two worlds, plus the death field of Lingjia, no wonder the strength of Lingjia is very good throughout Qingyun.
However, although it is the king's second world, according to the truth, it should be no problem to live for three hundred years, but now, the old men of Ling family are full of death, seemingly dead at any time. It's the same.
Ye Qian estimates that this is the side effect of the death field, and the death temperament is so heavy that even the environment around the warrior or the warrior is shrouded in this death!
Ye Qian looked at the five old men. At this time, there were a large number of Lingjia children, who were constantly coming from afar. Obviously they also heard about what happened here.
"I heard that someone is dead."
"Come on, I don't know if I can get the soul."
"Yeah, I will soon break through the king, but I have not yet realized the king's field..."
A bunch of people excitedly surrounded this side.