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Chapter eight hundred and seventy-first Ma Jinlian's filth

Chu Yang always acts frankly and neatly without dragging his feet. He has no expression on his face, a cold expression, and a low tone: "Open the sea of ​​consciousness!"

The two golden immortals who were kneeling down and bowing down changed their faces. They looked at each other and showed a bitter look.

They could feel the terrifying aura locked on them. If they did not agree, they would inevitably suffer a thunder blow, which would make them lose their way.

He sighed and opened his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Yang directly planted soul slavery, which was a terrible restriction formed by the fusion of great puppet technique and great soul technique. They could determine their life and death in one thought.

"Master, I am Won-jeong!"

"Master, I am Yuanhai!"

The two of them reported their names, and they did not belong to the Ximen family, but to the guest elders.

At this moment, two terrifying auras came quickly.

"No, this is Ximen Zhe, the ancestor of the Ximen family, and his wife Lao Ma Jinlian. It must be that they discovered that the soul lamp was turned off after the Ximen family leader died, and then they rushed over!"

Yuan Zheng trembled, obviously very afraid.

"Ximen Zhe has the perfect cultivation level of the Golden Immortal. Ma Jinlian is slightly worse and has reached the late stage of the Golden Immortal. Master, what should I do?"

Yuan Hai was also panicked.

"Just kill it!"

Chu Yang said lightly.

The two golden immortals in front of him were too heartless. If he hadn't had other ideas, he would have slapped him to death with one palm, which would have been embarrassing.

Bang……!

The formation covering the restaurant was broken, and the old couple Ximen appeared opposite him.

Although they are the ancestors of the Ximen family, they do not look too old, but they are just middle-aged. If they were not for maintaining their power and with their cultivation level as an immortal, they could easily maintain their youthful state.

"It's you, kill my son? Slaughter my grandson?"

Ximen Zhe stared at Chu Yang, extremely vicious.

"So the head of the Ximen family is your son!" Chu Yang suddenly realized and raised his palm. The immortal soul of the head of the Ximen family was imprisoned in his palm. People of three inches were jumping anxiously, but they couldn't live without their palms.

"Let me go, I will give you some pleasure, otherwise I will let you experience the torture in the world and let you know that death is a luxury!"

Ma Jinlian's eyes were filled with fire.

"Ximen Zhe, is he really your son?"

Chu Yang ignored Ma Jinlian and looked at the ancestor Ximen.

"Let him go!" Ximen Zhe moved forward, but did not dare to get closer. He pointed at his feet and threatened, "This is Xuanhuang City, with the city lord above, the law enforcement hall in the middle, the law enforcement hall maintains the legal rules, and many families under the bottom maintain stability. Today, if you kill my Ximen head, it breaks the rules, many aristocratic families do not agree, and the law enforcement hall does not agree, and even the city lord will not agree. If I release my immortal soul, I can plead for you, at least I can protect your life. Otherwise, you will definitely die, even if the Heavenly King comes, I will not save you. After all, this is Xuanhuang City, the center of my human race. If I do not punish, how can I convince the public? Manage a fairy city of Noda?"

"Kill my Sun, you must not let him go!"

Ma Jinlian shouted.

"Shut up!"

Ximen Zhe glared at her fiercely and cursed in his heart: If you don’t rescue your son first, how can you kill him if you don’t know how to throw a mouse at risk!

Chu Yang smiled lightly and said strangely: "Just just now, I got a strange message from the head of the Ximen family. Ancestor Ximen, do you want to listen?"

"I just want to know what conditions you want before I promised to let me go?"

The ancestor Ximen forced himself to calm down.

"Is he really your son?" Chu Yang smiled, "Ximen Dalang is really your son? The information I got in my mind just now is very interesting. His father seems to be named Wang Dalang!"

Ma Jinlian trembled and became angry: "Let me go quickly, otherwise I will let you die!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Chu Yang's fingers flashed, and a picture appeared in the air. It was the scene where Ximen Dalang and Ma Jinlian had once talked, "Look at it!"

The phantom is transformed, very realistic

"Stop bewitching us!"

Ma Jinlian was anxious and patted her palm, trying to destroy the scene, but was stopped by Ximen Zhe.

"What are you going to do?"

“What’s wrong with taking a look?”

Ximen Zhe hesitated slightly.

"You can't even trust me?"

"I did have doubts before!"

Ximen Zhe blocked Ma Jinlian's face, and the fairy light rose up, preventing his wife from acting further.

The dialogue has begun, vivid and vivid.

'Ximen Dalang' said: "Mother, today a man who calls himself Wang Dalang came to find me."

"Wang Dalang? Are you a short slut?" Ma Jinlian's face turned panicked.

Ximen Dalang nodded: "He said he is my personal father, is it true or false?"

Ma Jinlian is silent.

"I still remember that when he was very young, he seemed to have often observed me from afar. Also, you secretly asked me to take a bone-shaped pill to reshape my bones. It was very tall, and you also helped me fine-tune my appearance, more like my father." Ximen Dalang asked.

"Oh!" Ma Jinlian sighed, "Son, Wang Dalang and I were childhood sweethearts back then, but your grandfather insisted that I marry Ximen Zhe, the best of the younger generation. If I don't agree, he will beat Wang Dalang to death. In desperation, I had to agree. However, at that time, I had already secretly formed a baby. In order to keep the secret, I used the secret technique to cover up the past."

"Wang Dalang is really my father?" Ximen Dalang gritted his teeth!

"Yes, your name contains the word Dalang, which is to commemorate the past!"

"Hehe... I'm actually a bastard!"

Ximen Dalang smiled nervously.

"Oh..." Ma Jinlian sighed again and asked, "How could Wang Dalang come here? I told him back then that for your own good, I would never let him show up again!"

"When he saw that I became the head of the family, he came to fight Qiufeng and was slapped to death by my palm!" Ximen Dalang's face became even more ferocious, and he was twisted like an evil ghost. "And his relatives and friends, 36,000 people, were slaughtered by me!"

"You, you, how could you kill your biological father?"

"If I don't kill him, will I be killed by Ximen Zhe? Don't worry, when I completely control the overall situation and improve my cultivation, I will destroy Ximen Zhe, which can be considered as a burial for him!"

The dialogue came to an abrupt end and the two characters were also shattered.

There was silence around.

Even the spectators attracted by the battle also showed strange looks and were quietly.

The scene just now is so ironic.

"Really?"

Ximen Zhe trembled, but closed his eyes, but his tone was very hoarse.

Bang...!

A terrible palm fell on his back, cracking his body and seriously injuring the immortal soul.

"Ma Jinlian..."

Ximen Zhe opened his mouth and squirted out a blood-colored waterfall, flew out, barely stabilizing his body, and looked at his beloved wife in disbelief.
Chapter completed!
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