Chapter 545: Make the decision for me

Xiang Yi's posture maintains upward tension.
Only in a state of high muscle tension, can people have such extreme movements.
With Xiang Yi's physique, he couldn't make such moves.
of course!
Except for the dead!
"Ding Ding Ding..."
A series of footsteps suddenly appeared at the gate of the garden.
A group of people came under pressure.
At that moment, everyone saw Ling Luoyu standing still.
It was only a moment of silence, and an old man in a gray costume fell soft and fell to the ground.
"Yier..."
Someone wanted to help him, but he slammed it away.
"You all get out!"
He wept and crawled towards Xiang Yi.
"Yi'er, don't scare dad..."
Ling Luoyu walked slowly from the side to Xiangyi at that moment, and when he saw his face, his eyes sank.
Xiang Yi's face still maintained a look of horror, his facial features were already distorted.
And in his eyes, ears, nose and mouth, purple blood stains sprayed out in a jet-like state, falling straight to the ground.
"Yi'er!"
The old man suddenly used force and hugged Xiang Yi in his arms.
"Yi'er, wake up, I am your father... Don't scare me..."
At this time, Ling Bufan and the others also heard the news and rushed over. Seeing the situation in front of them, they all looked a little strange.
This was the day when Fengchenglin was overjoyed, but now it was suddenly bloody, and it was really unlucky.
Especially when the wind is in the hall, I feel even more at ease.
This kind of unfavorable event actually happened in his home, how could he feel comfortable in his heart! ?
Seeing the old man crying while holding his son, Feng Zaitang stepped forward cautiously.
"Lao Xiang, this...what the is going on?! Master Yi, what is going on?!"
"What's the matter? Isn't that still necessary?!"
When he drove forward, he suddenly stared at the wind in the hall, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be able to burst out.
"Old Zaifu, something happened to Yi'er in your mansion, you have to give me a fair explanation and let my son die!"
Feng Zaitang nodded quickly: "Yes! Yes! I must find out about this matter and give Master Yi an explanation..."
"That's what you said!" Driving forward was like catching a life-saving straw, and suddenly pulling on the windy sleeves: "Old Zaifu, you have to be the master of my son!"
Feng Zaitang almost fell, and quickly responded: "Call the shots! Call the shots! Be the shots!"
He doesn't even know what's going on here, how can he be the master? !
"But...what the is going on here? Didn't Master Yi drink in the main hall? How could something happen here!?"
After swallowing dryly, he took a look at Xiang Yi's death.
"And... how did Master Yi die!?"
Ling Luoyu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said lazily: "He was shattered by his profound energy in an instant. The pressure on his heart pulse caused the blood pulse to collide, causing all the blood in his heart to spurt out in that instant..."
The eyes of everyone seemed to be different in an instant.
Especially when he opened his eyes forward, his eyes were even more hideous.
Feng Zaitang saw that something was wrong, and quickly winked at Ling Bufan, motioning him to ask Ling Luoyu.
This little killer god, Ling Bufan, an old thing can be shocked.
If there is a disagreement, it is possible to demolish his Fengjia.
So, words! It is better for him to say less.
Ling Bufan was also wondering: "Yu'er, as you can see, what level of profound energy did Young Master Yi die under?!"
It can break the internal organs with one move, and it is the force that rushes out the blood. The cultivation base is definitely not to be underestimated.