Chapter 102 The family was struck by lightning, what a crime!
Chapter 102 The family was split by lightning, making evil!
Author: Yi Mo Jian
What followed was the scream of a man.
The crowd suddenly changed.
It was really a strong one in a tribe, not a breakthrough in the valley, but on the high -rise building next to the valley.
Someone in the crowd shouted.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and save people!"
For a while, dozens of monks flying out of dozens of royal swords went out.
When the strong fell, quickly caught people.
The person was taken to the patriarch and his party.
Then they saw this person's face.
His whole body was burnt, his skin was dark, his hair was erected, and the burnt smell exuded.
Rub the scorched black face, a group of people was shocked.
"Is it Siye?"
The fourth grandfather of the Wang family ranked fourth in the tribe.
The family's long face was gloomy, "What's going on? Call the doctor!"
The Tibetan Pavilion was burned, and now the fourth child is split by thunder again.
Inexplicably ...
The chief of the clan rushed to the young master's yard.
"search!"
He raised his hand and made people search directly.
Wang Yunyan is practicing daggers in the yard.
He didn't want to listen to Mo Yu's words. However, her crispy and pleasant voice always echoed in her mind.
Breaking Wang Yun's jaw is annoying.
He stared at the long sword in his hand for a while, tried to wave a few times, and found that it was indeed a bit unscrupulous.
"In this case, I will try it with a dagger?"
He thought so.
"If that woman is nonsense, I can be convicted directly."
However, after letting people take a dagger, he tried, his hands trembled, his wrists were talked about, and the dagger flew out directly.
Steady, tied it on the trees outside a few meters in front.
Hey?
He seems to be really good with a dagger.
The pressure on the wrist is very small, and his mental strength is easy to concentrate, more handy than practicing swords.
Concentration again, he tried to aim at smaller things, fallen leaves on the tree.
As a gust of wind blows, the fallen leaves are down.
One blow!
Wang Yun's jaw was unbelievable looking at his hand.
He really has the talent of a flying knife?
Suddenly, the outside yard door was pushed away, and his father walked in with a group of people angrily.
Wang Yun jaw puzzled, "Dad, what's going on?"
Seeing this talented son, the owner's cold face rarely showed a gentle smile.
"Is there a girl and niece in your yard? Did the subordinates come in?"
The face of Mo Yu appeared in the head of Wang Yun's head for the first time.
He hesitated to ask: "How?"
The owner hummed coldly, "This woman is less of our library."
Wang Yun's jaw was shocked, "What? How did she do it?"
The owner frowned, "It seems that there is really this woman's existence? Where is a person? Give me it out."
Wang Yun's jaw took a step forward, "Father, she is absolutely impossible to do such a thing. She is just an ordinary girl who has nothing to do. She also asked her father to inspect it. This matter must be strange."
For a while, the yard was in a cold silence.
The strong men in the tribe looked at each other and were shocked.
For the first time, they saw the young master who maintained a woman in this way.
Moreover, this woman is still a niece.
I am afraid that this is far from being destroyed than the Tibetan Book Pavilion, which is more serious.
Sure enough, the owner's face was gloomy next second.
"Yun'er, I am curious, what kind of woman is it, I have the shelter like you?"
Wang Yun's jaw realized his disappointment, but his voice was still impatient.
"Father, I just hope to find out the truth. Those who watch the Library Pavilion have lost their jobs, not a innocent woman who is charged."
Sure enough, this sentence, the ugly face of the owner was slightly slower.
Then he smiled slightly, "Very good, you are also a matter of understanding, but ..."
"Did you let the niece go to the collection and get the book?"
This question made Wang Yun jaw a stun.
But he quickly reacted, and then smiled, "Yes, father, I asked her to get some related books about flying knives, assassins."
The owner raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Why are you suddenly interested in this kind of thing?"
Wang Yun's jaw was on his eyebrows, "Father, let me show you."
He raised his hand, and the three -handed flying knives shot together, stabbed three leaves, and clasped it on the trunk.
Wang Yunyan laughed: "Father, I found that I was very talented on the flying knife, I wanted to practice more."
The owner asked: "How is the swordsman's learning?"
Wang Yunyan thought of Mo Yu's words. He accepted the flying knife and said seriously: "Father, my bowl is insufficient, and the study of swordsmanship is not satisfactory."
He thought his father was understandable.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, the owner's face sank.
"Your swordsmanship talent, everyone is obvious to everyone, how? What? Want to give up swordsmanship to learn this crooked door?"
"I……"
The lord's voice was a little bit severe, and the softness just now was just a flash.
"You can learn swordsmanship honestly at home these days, don't learn other things, I will let people stare at you specifically."
The owner brought people back.
At the door, the owner paid a meal, and the men who just searched for it came over and shook his head gently.
"We did not find any suspicious figures, and there was no trace of that woman."
The owner snorted, "Go and stare again. Once the woman appears next to Yun'er, she doesn't need to consider catching it alive, kill it directly!"
"yes!"
"Remember, don't let Yun'er know about this."
"yes!"
The owner's expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to kill this woman.
For a time, the Wang family had a kind of storm.
Mo Yu wants to be invisible in the Wang family, but it is actually very simple. You only need to hide yourself with your mental power.
In this messy environment, no one will notice it at all.
She saw that Wang Yunyan helped her speak and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
But when you think about Wang Yun's jaw just practicing the flying knife, he looks like a little bit.
Wang Yunyan should think she was right, so that said that.
After people left, Mo Yu entered the courtyard leisurely.
Wang Yunyan was worried about his father's words, looking down at the flying knife in his hand, thinking that when he showed the flying knife just now, he had a smooth taste of his body. He definitely did not guess wrong.
of.
His father did not let him cultivate ...
"How? Do you want to retreat now?"
Mo Yu's leisurely voice suddenly made Wang Yun jaw a spirit of excitement and turned back.