"Hahaha... What a good bird choosing a tree to roost on! I'm going to show you who is your high branch and who is the rotten one who can't hold up the wall..."
Before Xi Jiling finished speaking, Murong Feixue interrupted: "Xi Jiling, you probably don't know that your nephew is dead, right?"
"What?" Xi Jiling was stunned by Murong Feixue's words. His sinister and stern face suddenly turned pale blue-gray, and his eyes widened in fear.
Murong Feixue, on the other hand, remained calm and said with a smile: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you didn't hear that sentence clearly. I'll tell you another thing, and you will probably be very interested..."
At this point, Murong Feixue's voice paused, and as expected, she saw Xi Jiling holding his breath and looking at him with his body stiffened, waiting attentively for him to speak.
"Hahaha... your son has become a eunuch! The three generations of your Xi family have been singled out, and they are dead here!" Li Yufei couldn't wait and said it directly before Murong Feixue opened his mouth.
The shock and blow this news brought to Xi Jiling far exceeded the death of Xi Shaoyang. After all, this was his biological son! The third family member of the Xi family has always been an only son. His grandfather and his father came to him.
They are all the same heir! Now that he is old and unable to do what he wants, the loss of his only son is like a bolt from the blue for him!
Huahua immediately continued what Li Yufei said: "Look at you, the top masters in the house have turned into meat sauce, your close guards have betrayed you, your nephew is dead, and your son has become a eunuch! What do you think you have to live for?
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Almost a barrage of scoldings immediately made Xi Jiling's already extremely sad mood fall even further. Under the huge blow, he turned his grief and anger into murderous intent, and looked at the people standing in front of him viciously. His eyes seemed to flash.
Like a bright knife, it passed over Murong Feixue, Long Ming, Huahua, Afeng, Li Yufei, and even Little White Tiger and Little Xuan Binggai Luolong were not spared.
The common people behind them had long been hiding in the corner, with extremely frightened expressions in their eyes. If all these hundreds of Xuan-level Golden Realm masters broke out in a moment, the terrifying Xuan Power would definitely cause countless casualties. By then,
It was simply a catastrophe, unimaginable. Right now, the only hope was that Murong Feixue and the others could subdue the angry city lord.
"Kill me, no one will be spared! I want them all to be buried with my son and to serve as backers for my Xi family!" Xi Jiling ordered in a low, hoarse, slightly trembling voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of black-level Golden Realm guards who remained motionless all started to move as if someone had turned on a switch.
"Click, click, click..."
The uniform steps, the rustling armor, and the dazzling golden light ranged from the first to the ninth level of the Xuan-level Golden Realm. A total of a hundred Xuan-level Golden Realm guards were like a golden wall. An overwhelming number came towards them. Every time
Everyone holds a huge cartwheel ax in their hands. If it is swung at a random point, the skin and flesh will be torn apart, and the flesh and blood will fly everywhere.
If coupled with the profound strength of these profound gold-level masters, even if they don't touch people's skin and flesh, they can cause injuries to people's muscles and bones even if they are ten steps away. It's very cruel...
"Brother Afeng, I, I didn't know there were so many Xuan-level Golden Realm masters here... What should I do?" Li Yufei was so frightened that he shrunk his body and tightly grabbed Afeng's sleeves with his little hands. His steps were unconscious.
He stepped back. His face was pale, and his lips kept trembling when he spoke.
