: 2841 The death of Yun Heng (2)

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"You, you actually killed the young master?!"
"Quickly signal, notify the lady!!"
"Encircle him, hug him, never let him run!!"
Yun Ruohan took out his long sword and quickly returned to the rain and took him up.
"Jifeng young master!" the old man almost shouted instinctively.
But after the sound was exported, I suddenly realized what it was, and when it was time, tears poured out of my eyes.
"Jifeng Shaoye, he is really dead? Is it really Yunheng killed him?"
Yun Ruohan nodded: "When I went to nowhere, when the soul flew away, Yun Jifeng fell from the cliff. At that time, he was already dead."
Only that kind of resentment and unwillingness, entangled on the corpse, ignited the magic of the bottom of the net, and gave the cloud a cold life.
"I saw it with my own eyes, and the person who took him down stood on the top of the cliff and laughed."
Only then did he not know the identity of Yun Jifeng and Yun Heng.
The old tears are like rain, and I want to say something in my chest.
Yun Heng’s confidants have already got rid of Fu Xi, and they are rushing over.
Yun Ruohan has no symbol at hand at this time.
He did not dare to delay, throwing out the last random transmission array, and the rain slowly disappeared into the light.
Not long after, Yun Zhaoxing, Xuan Mengyu and Xuanyuan arrived.
Seeing the already dead cloud balance, Yun Zhaoxing’s face is gloomy and can drip.
"What exactly is going on?!"
In the face of the wrath of Yun Zhaoxing, the monks of the Yun family shivered one by one.
For a long while, some people trembled and said: "Yes... It’s the young master of Jifeng who killed the young master."
"No, I... I heard from the young master, that is, it is not the young master of Jifeng. The young master Jifeng was taken over."
"what?!"
Upon hearing this answer, Yun Zhaoxing three people were shocked and wide-eyed, "take the house?! This... how is this possible?!"
Xuan Mengyu reacted and immediately cried: "Jifeng, my son! I know, I know that my Jifeng is not so big!!"
Yun Zhaoxing’s face was stunned and his eyes were red:
I dare to win the son of Yun Zhaoxing, the door of the door! A good door! I will let them be extinct!

"Master, madam, no!" The old man suddenly woke up to God, and refused to take pain in his body. He rushed to the road. "Yu Yunheng killed the young master of Jifeng. Twelve years ago, Yunheng killed the young master Jifeng. This is He admitted it himself."
Said, the old man repeated what happened before.
The more ugly and the mysterious dreams, the more ugly the face is.
Xuan Mengyu is crying: "We used Yun Heng as an heir to cultivate. I didn't expect him to be so vicious, killing our only child!"
She said as she pulled out a sword and smashed a few swords toward the body of Yun Heng.
"It's good to die! If he is not killed today, I will let him die without a place to die."
On the side of Yunheng's confidant, they narrowed their necks, and they were afraid of saying a word.
Or Xuanyuan came over and took a shot of Xuan Mengyu’s shoulder. Wen said: "Well, even if this cloud is daring, it is dead now, and it is also a revenge for Jifeng. Now the most important thing is to catch the Jifeng." The cloud of the body is cold!"
"Not bad!!"
Yun Zhaoxing’s roaring seems to be to vent the resentment of today’s grievances.
There is a demon way that is completely forbidden by the entire mainland.