After hearing Nangong Luo's response, both Siren Ancestor and Jin Ping'er felt strange. Since Rong Xiaoqian was present, how could this woman allow Qiu Yu to beat her husband violently with her temper?
Doubts appeared in the eyes of the Siren Ancestor, and he frowned: "Then she didn't stop the evil deeds of the little beast Qiu Yu?"
Nangong Luo was really in trouble and couldn't tell, so he could only distort the facts and respond: "She stopped her, but that kid Qiu Yu not only refused to listen, but also injured the eldest lady.? "
"Bastard..." The Siren Ancestor couldn't bear it any longer. In anger, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he almost roared: "You little beast is really hateful, and you dare to hurt my own granddaughter.
Bring him over quickly, he must be cut into pieces."
Seeing that the old monster was angry and looking like he was about to kill someone, even Jin Ping'er didn't dare to persuade him. After all, the old monster was moody. If he really pissed him off, she might be implicated.
Song Yanluo did not dare to neglect, and immediately took the order: "Ancestor, please wait a moment, my subordinates will go and arrest people." He quickly turned around and walked out quickly, then flew up and flew to the prison with his sword.
Looking inside the main hall, Nangong Luo, who was collapsed on the ground, flashed a vicious look in his eyes, full of hatred. It was obvious that he was paralyzed, and he probably would never be able to stand up again. This life was ruined, so no matter what he did,
Only by putting Qiu Yu to death can he get rid of the evil spirit in his heart.
The ugly face of the siren ancestor was as gloomy as water, and he was in a state of rage. He looked at his grandson-in-law who was like a pile of mud below. He felt that he hated iron and said angrily: "You are really useless. You were beaten by a little beast.
It’s so miserable.”
Nangong Luo said with a bitter face: "I can't help it. That boy's technique is very evil. Even the eldest lady has suffered from it, and I can't beat him."
"It seems that you are paralyzed?" The Siren Ancestor frowned and asked. After all, this boy is his grandson-in-law. If he becomes a disabled person, it will affect Xiaoqian's life happiness, so he is very concerned.
"My spine seems to have been broken. Please help me, ancestor, to save me." Nangong Luo felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. As the old monster is the King of Concentration, he should have extraordinary abilities. Maybe he can help him stand up, which is pitiful.
The way.
"Well, for the sake of your late ancestors, I will make an exception and use my magical power to help you." The Siren Ancestor said solemnly.
As if he saw a glimmer of light in the endless darkness, Nangong Luo said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, ancestor, for saving your life."
The so-called magic skill is actually the sea soul skill practiced by the ancestor. If it is used to treat others, it will consume a lot of skill. It will give Nangong Luo enough face. After all, he doesn't know that Rong Xiaoqian has divorced, so how can he bear to kiss his granddaughter?
Staying alone in an empty house means losing the happiness in life.
I saw my hands sticking out like octopus claws, floating up and down in the air, looking extremely weird. As the eyes of the Siren Ancestor shone brightly and his spiritual power poured out, sixteen tentacles stretched out and spread like giant pythons.
, turned out to be about twenty meters tall, appearing around Nangong Luo, looking very scary.
Nangong Luo was paralyzed on the cold ground. He was completely unrecognizable. His eyes were swollen with blood on his face and he could only open a crack. However, he was still a strong man in the soul-melting realm. He could feel those tentacles coming, which made him feel extremely frightened.
, secretly wondering, is the ancestor’s move going to save me or destroy me?
The tentacles carried strong power. As they danced quickly, the blue spiritual energy that surged out directly lifted Nangong Luo's body and suspended it in mid-air. He was then wrapped in spiritual power, making him feel paralyzed, the pain was relieved, and he became
He was stiff and unable to move, like a corpse.
Not long after, wisps of white sharpness spread out from the tentacles, drilling into the pores of Nangong Luo's body like fine needles, making him tremble involuntarily...
Speaking of which, the Siren Ancestor is really powerful, and the Sea Soul ** he cultivated is even more domineering. Those white sharp edges gathered near Nangong Luo's broken lumbar vertebrae, and wrapped around them for correction, and the severe pain struck again.
Let this guy scream miserably, "Ah...it hurts me to death, ancestor, please spare my life!"
Is this treatment? I am clearly suffering. Does my ancestor want to torture me to death? Nangong Luo had such thoughts in his heart, so he howled for mercy, and his voice changed.
Such a reaction made the Siren Ancestor quite dissatisfied, with a look of contempt in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Can't you bear even this little pain? I am not trying to kill you, but am setting your bones. You
I don’t even know how much spiritual energy it will cost me.”
After hearing the scolding, Nangong Luo hurriedly endured the pain and felt the changes coming from his spine. He realized that his ancestor seemed to be really treating him, and he quickly stopped screaming and responded with a trembling voice: "Well... thank you.
Ancestor..."
The white light wrapped around Nangong Luo's spine like silk. As it continued to be reset, it became tighter and tighter. It didn't take long for the healing to be completed. The tentacle gently placed the guy on the ground and retracted the tentacle.
The pain was still there, but Nangong Luo felt better. He lay down straight, still unable to move, and opened his eyes a little.
The tentacles returned to their original appearance, and the Siren Ancestor said: "Just rest and rest within a month, and you will slowly recover."
Nangong Luo was overjoyed and ignored the severe pain coming from the broken bone. He quickly asked: "Won't I be paralyzed?"
The Siren Ancestor said solemnly: "That's natural. If there's anything I can't handle if I take action, you can just take care of it."
The heavy door suddenly opened, and Song Yanluo brought over a man, the so-called murderer Qiu Yu. He followed him anxiously, thinking to himself, would I be punished?
Seeing Qiu Yu's appearance, Jin Ping'er's eyes flashed with blame on the white jade shark, and she couldn't help but cursed, you kid really doesn't know how to endure, no matter how much Nangong Luo bullies others, he is still an old man after all.
My ancestor's grandson-in-law, you actually destroyed him. No one can save you now.
Aware of the old woman's eyes, Qiu Yu understood that the other party was worried about him. However, the matter had come to this, and there was nowhere to buy the regret medicine, so he had to face it.
Song Yanluo had arrested him just now, but he did not take any extraordinary measures against Qiu Yu. He was also a man who could adapt to the changing circumstances. He could feel that his wife Jin Ping'er protected his adopted son, so there might be variables before the last moment.
Never offend someone in advance.
Based on this, he just asked Qiu Yu to follow him and brought this ordinary-looking but daring young man into the hall. As for how the ancestor ended up like this, it was none of his business.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Qiu Yu also felt the murderous aura coming from the front. He guessed that it was coming from the old monster. He couldn't help but feel scared in his heart. Will I be splattered with blood?