How could Qian Jiyun not understand what she meant?
Raising his hand again, he wanted to untie the rope from Lan Zhengfeng's hand, let him fall down directly, and feed the two big tigers.
"wait wait wait."
Lan Zhengfeng was so frightened that he quickly shook his head.
"No, no, Zhi Tong, I am your father, do you really want my life? Do you know that if you do this, you will be struck by lightning?"
He has never seen a child who would kill his parents. Doesn't An Jiuyue want fame?
"You...you treated me like this. If your mother, Quanxia, knew that you treated your father so cruelly, she would definitely not let you go. Do you want your aunt to die in peace?"
He knew that he could not defeat An Jiuyue, so he could only carry her mother out.
"My mother? Lan Zhengfeng, do you still have the nerve to mention my mother?"
When An Jiuyue mentioned her mother, her heart felt as if she was being eaten by ten thousand ants.
Only she knew what she saw when she kidnapped her mother, and Lan Zhengfeng would not dare to say it.
"My mother has been unlucky for eight lifetimes. She would fall in love with a white-eyed boy like you... Well, to call you a white-faced boy is to lose all your moral integrity.
Do you think that no one in the world knows what you did to my mother?"
"you……"
Lan Zhengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes full of guilt.
That woman was an unclean person to begin with, and she wanted to be buried in the ancestral land of the Lan family. Don't even think about it.
But at that time, he had no choice but to bury the woman in the Lan family's ancestral grave with Qian Jiyun pressing down on her. But even though there was no other way, he still went to invite the Taoist priest.
I thought this matter would never be discovered, but who knew that An Jiuyue would know about it.
"How did you know?"
"You care how I know that?"
An Jiuyue didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she turned to look at Qian Jiyun.
"Silent Cloud."
Qian Jiyun nodded, and the original soul power in his hand was about to hit Lan Zhengfeng.
"No, wait, wait a minute."
Lan Zhengfeng shouted stop again. Although he was a little old and had done a lot of bad things, he still didn't want to die. Wouldn't it be good to end his life in peace?
"Zhitong, don't kill me, don't kill me. If you let me go, I will tell you the whereabouts of Zhi Yi. Don't you love this brother the most? If you kill me, you will never see him again.
Already."
He had no choice but to pull Lan Zhiyi out. He believed that An Jiuyue would definitely compromise as long as he mentioned Lan Zhiyi's whereabouts.
After all, in those years when An Jiuyue was not married, he remembered that she loved her younger brother Lan Zhiyi very much.
"Is that appropriate? His surname is no longer Lan." An Jiuyue said directly.
After all, she is a dying person, so she is not afraid that he will know that she has found Zhiyi and recognized him, and wants to threaten her with Zhiyi?
"This is...impossible!"
Lan Zhengfeng was dumbfounded. Has An Jiuyue actually met that bastard?
How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this. Those people told him clearly at the beginning that the bastard was killed by them and his body was thrown into a mass grave.
How could he still be alive?
"How could you... No, don't kill me. As long as you let me go, Zhi Tong, I will tell you who Zhi Yi's father is. Really, as long as you let me go..."