Chapter 782

"You guys really make me feel ashamed."

"I can't bear to fail to fulfill you."

Since he wanted to keep his clean reputation, he could do it all.

But, are these people thinking too simply? He, the head of the Ling family, is the master of ghosts and monsters. Could others believe that the Ling family is innocent?

The only way to keep his innocence is to want to die with him, but the power is not enough.

Perhaps in this way, the Ling family can really win a reputation for staunchness.

Ling Yi waved his hand, and a thick layer of black air spread around the room, exuding a strange smell, making people's eyes blurred and their minds distracted.

"I don't need your thanks, my son. As your patriarch, I will naturally honor your reputation of loyalty."

Ling Yi was condescending, looking at the ugly man in front of death, and suddenly felt a little bored.

He doesn't like killing people, not even the smell of blood.

The air luck formation that he set up on the Shanhe Continent back then should be the most presumptuous thing he has ever done.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, spare your life. We are willing to follow you to go to the ghosts, fight north and south, go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire. As long as you say a word, we will never frown."

"Patriarch, we were wrong..."

These people are not stupid, Ling Yi's actions let them know that the second way is actually a way of thinking.

Conquering the North and the South?Go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire?

Ling Yi couldn't help curling his lips, it's really funny.

Look at this white and fat appearance, all of them are pampered, and they are almost served, so let's forget about the battle.

"No, you are not wrong, I agree with your generous words just now."

"" The Ling family's Wannian Qingming must be preserved. "

"You are the most suitable..."

Ling Yi raised his hand, and the shadow standing beside him received the order. His white palms passed through the chests of those people without any weapons, leaving some big holes.

Strangely, the shadow's hands were not stained with any blood.

Except for the little old man who made Ling Yi look pleasing to the eye, everyone else fell to the ground silently, and the donated blood trickled out, covering the entire floor of the room.

The strong smell of blood made people retch uncontrollably.

After killing the man, Shadow calmly returned to Ling Yi, and took the handkerchief Ling Yi handed over.

And the only surviving inconspicuous old man was so frightened that his legs were limp and he fell to the ground. All he could touch was warm liquid, viscous, with a faint fishy smell.

These people were talking with him just now, but now they died miserably in front of him.

The old man was completely dominated by fear, trembling constantly, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Home... Patriarch..."

The old man looked at Ling Yi, who was still dressed in red, not stained with dust, and even had a warm smile on his lips, and fainted.

He couldn't tell whether it was the red clothes or the blood.

"Master, what should we do with this person?" Shadow asked respectfully, frowning.

"Erase the memory, as if he hadn't been here today."

Ling Yi didn't think about exterminating the Ling family. These people rely on their elders to sell their elders and do nothing. Killing them doesn't have much impact on the Ling family.

It just happened to be able to take the blame for the Ling family and prove the reputation of the Ling family.

He alone is the master of ghosts and monsters, and the elders of the Ling family died trying to capture him, which can be regarded as an explanation to Tianwaitian.

The remaining Ling family may not live a noble life in the future, but at least they can live.

(End of this chapter)

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