Long Xiaoyun turned around anxiously in the hall. His son Long Xiaoyun volunteered to go to the Jinqian Gang to negotiate terms with Shangguan Jinhong, but he had not yet turned around and he began to become anxious.

Although he is not a friend, he is still a personal person after all, and he still has a father-son relationship with Long Xiaoyun.

Seeing him anxious, Li Xunhuan sighed: "Brother, listen to my advice and leave here, with Shiyin hidden his name, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Long Xiaoyun finally couldn't hold back and said angrily: "Shut up!"

Li Xunhuan still advised him: "My nephew's life is hard to protect at this time, so my elder brother should make plans early."

Long Xiaoyun's face was gloomy: "You said my son is dead?"

Li Xunhuan kept silent.

Long Xiaoyun was furious: "How do you know?"

At this time, someone outside the door reported: "Second Master, someone is giving you something!"

Long Xiaoyun was in a bad mood and heard this and said, "What's it?"

The person outside the door said: "A wooden box."

"Wooden box?"

Long Xiaoyun was stunned, "Who sent it?"

The outsider said, "The person has left."

Long Xiaoyun said: "Pick it in!"

The servant walked into the room and held a sandalwood box in his hand. The box was not big and had no paint, but just a log box.

After seeing the box, Li Xunhuan closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

Long Xiaoyun put the box on the table and waved his hand to drive away the servant.

The box was not locked. When Long Xiaoyun reached out to open the box, Li Xunhuan's voice came: "If I were you, I would never have opened this box."

Long Xiaoyun turned a blind eye, held the box cover with both hands and slowly opened the box.

After seeing the things in the box clearly, Long Xiaoyun's body shook suddenly, his face changed wildly, and he took a few steps back one after another. After touching an embroidered pier behind him, he fell down.

"My son!"

Long Xiaoyun screamed and cried loudly, "My son! Ahhhhhhh!"

Long Xiaoyun shook the ground with his head, making a thump, "I shouldn't have let you go!"

The blue bricks laid in the house were splashed by fragments touching his head, "I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

His forehead was covered in blood and he was already crazy: "This is retribution!"

The smell of blood began to come out of the box.

A figure flashed in the room, and Hu Bugui flashed into the room from outside the door, arrived at the table, and looked into the wooden box, and was also surprised.

There is a human head in the wooden box, Long Xiaoyun's human head!

The human head and eyes were slightly open, as if he wanted to see the world clearly when he was dying.

Although Long Xiaoyun is young, he has many evil ideas. He rarely makes mistakes in his calculations. After all, he still miscalculated one thing.

Shangguan Jinhong and Li Xunhuan are not the same people. Li Xunhuan can frame them unscrupulously, but Shangguan Jinhong's majesty cannot be offended.

The offender is death!

There may be people in the world who Shangguan Jinhong is afraid of, but they will never be Long Xiaoyun and his son!

The consequence of calculating the wrong thing is death. Now Long Xiaoyun has indeed paid the price for his calculations, and the price is his head.

Hu Bugui's face became heavy and no longer looked crazy. After putting the boxes together, he asked Li Xunhuan softly: "Is there really someone like Yang Yi?"

Li Xunhuan sighed: "He doesn't believe it, don't you?"

Hu Bugui said: "How do you tell me to believe it? A young boy defeated Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming's joining forces, and later killed the Great Happiness Girl Bodhisattva. He is less than twenty years old?"

Li Xunhuan sighed: "I didn't believe it at that time, but now I can only force myself to believe it."

Hu Bugui asked, "What are his achievements?"

Li Xunhuan said: "If nothing unexpected happens, Lin Xian'er should have been killed by him!"

Hu Bugui's eyes shone with shiny light, "I really want to see him!"

Yang Yi was blocked on the road at this time, and the one who blocked him was an extremely tall and strong man. He was really tall and strong, and amazingly burly.

Yesterday, she found the Blue Scorpion who had not left the building and told her to take care of the little girl Lingling, Yang Yi left the town.

There are countless people who should be killed in this world, and he wants to go to a few more places.

Not long after I left the town, I was blocked in the middle of the road by the man in front of me.

This man was extremely tall and strong, standing in the middle of the path like a hill. He had his head bare and his muscles were raised on his neck. He looked like he was cast with iron and copper, and his face was extremely ferocious.

It was late autumn at this time, but he was still bare-shirted, wearing a short shirt, and a small oxtail braid on his head. He was looking at Yang Yi fiercely: "Boy, did you kill the Great Happiness Female Bodhisattva?"

Yang Yi had a large number of people in front of him, and was amazed: "With your honor, it is appropriate to be matched with the Great Happy Female Bodhisattva." Yang Yi clapped his hands and laughed: "It's a perfect match for heaven!"

"It's a pity that the Great Happiness Girl Bodhisattva died early, otherwise I really wanted to see you two being in a pair. It would be interesting to come here!"

Thinking of the interesting thing, Yang Yi laughed loudly and tears almost burst out.

The man in front of him also grinned, with a cruel and cold smile: "Boy, you are very good! You can laugh to the fullest now. I promise that you will even cry in the future!"

Yang Yi stopped laughing, "Oh? You are so sure?"

The strong man's voice rumbled and shook his eardrums, "Nine heavens and ten earths, only demons are the only ones! Kill me, the people in the Demon Sect, and no one can escape!"

Yang Yi sighed: "Brother, are you going to avenge the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva?"

The strong man said, "It's not about taking revenge but catching the murderer. You are killing me in the Demon Sect. I will naturally arrest you and deal with it according to my teachings!"

Yang Yi asked: "What do you call me?"

The strong man in front of him stretched out his right hand with a thorny smirk and grabbed Yang Yi: "Boy, remember before you die, I am the Great Angry King Kong!"

If the Great Happy Female Bodhisattva and the Great Angry Vajra in front of him are two meat mountains, then the Great Happy Female Bodhisattva is a meat mountain made of fat meat, while the Great Angry Vajra is made of muscles!

His power is far superior to that of the great female Bodhisattva of Joy!

He was so tall that he now reached out and grabbed it, and his big hand was like a palm fan to cover Yang Yi, as if he had covered half of the sky.

When Yang Yi fights with others, he always fights head-on and rarely dodges. Seeing the Great Angry Vajra covers the Great Angry Vajra with one hand, it is like a big seal that is overturned, and his power is extremely amazing. He does not dodge or avoid, and raises his palm to greet him: "Let me see if the big slap really has great strength!"

Yang Yi is nine feet tall and his palms are actually not small, but compared to this person, he is simply a baby's little hand compared to adult palms.

But now after this "baby hand" intersected with the big man's adult giant palm, he did not show any disadvantage. With a loud bang, Yang Yi shook his body, while the big angry King Kong took a few steps back.

Yang Yizan said, "What a great deal of strength! No wonder you still have the courage to come and catch me after I killed the Great Huanxi Bodhisattva. You are indeed much better than the Great Huanxi Bodhisattva!"

The Great Angry Vajra was covered in blood and was shocked: "I can't tell that you, a little man, are so powerful!"

Yang Yi was nine feet tall and was actually called a little man by him. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "Although the ant is small, its strength is great! Brother, don't underestimate the small person!" Yang Yi raised his arm and fist: "Your Excellency, please punch me, a little man!"

The Great Angry Vajra has a thousand pounds of power, and is least afraid of fighting with others. He laughed: "If you can take a palm, then I will take a punch. Can I still be afraid of you?"

Yang Yi said: "Whether you are afraid of your fists, you have the final say!"

He stood upright and punched him out with a sudden punch!

The fist comes with wind and thunder, and one punch determines the country!

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