"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said gently: "I am your grandpa."
"Grandpa?" Gene looked back at his mother strangely, and the magic sword in his hand opened his mouth more quickly. Lin Lin's face was pale, she gritted her teeth hard, and suppressed the trembling of her body: "I'm not like you.
's father!"
The middle-aged man only saw Jean and the Blade Master. Lin Lin's existence or not was meaningless to him. He just said lightly: "This is determined by blood and will not change based on your or my wishes."
He waved his hand: "Take Miss Six back."
Behind him, two monks took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Miss Sixth, everything is over. We don't want to hurt you. Come back with us."
Lin Lin tried her best to protect her son behind her, and said firmly: "Never! Jean is my son, no one can take him away!"
The middle-aged man snorted: "He is the asset of the entire family. You have committed a felony by taking the family's precious assets and escaping without permission. The reason why you are still alive is just because you are my daughter."
"The reason I'm still alive is because A Cheng risked his life to save me! It's because I was lucky enough to escape from your clutches time and time again!" Lin Lin shouted to him at the top of her lungs with tears in her eyes as she thought about the past.
The middle-aged man was impatient to discuss this with her. His purpose was just Jean: "What are you waiting for? Take her away. My order did not emphasize whether she is dead or alive."
Two monks stepped forward, and dozens of phantoms instantly appeared. Lin Lin, who was holding her pocket combat equipment tightly, immediately didn't know which was real and which was fake, and which figure should be attacked.
Jean threw the "toy" in his hand hard: "Swordsman, go!"
The toy fell to the ground with a loud bang, and flames rose into the sky, manifesting into a figure ten feet tall. The "magic sword" in his hand, which was huge in proportion to his body, slashed in the air unreasonably!
Swish——
The sword light was thirty feet long, with light golden flames burning outside. It cut through all the figures in an instant. The phantoms transformed by the two monks were all shattered. Amidst the screams, four pieces of corpses fell from the sky!
The bloody scene scared Jean so much that he screamed, and Lin Lin quickly turned around and covered his eyes.
Jean was trembling slightly. He didn't expect that the toy he made would be so bloody!
"Great! Incredible masterpiece!" The middle-aged man was not angry but happy. He was not sad at all because of the death of his subordinates. Instead, he praised loudly: "Liu Yatou, have you seen it? He was born to be a weapon, so small
At such a young age, you can create such cruel weapons!
Deep in his heart, there is a bloodthirsty impulse!
He can still learn and achieve unlimited success in the future. Our Lin family is destined to become the best family in the world!"
Lin Lin retorted loudly: "You are talking nonsense. Gene is a good boy. He is not like what you said! Don't use your dark heart to speculate on my son!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Get away!"
Lin Lin stood firm. The middle-aged man took a long breath, twisted his neck hard, and gave the order: "I am completely fed up with this bitch, kill him, and take my good grandson back!"
"Yes!" One of his men behind him took out the Homophone Noble Phantasm and said a few words, and soon a huge roar came from the distance.
Dong Dong Dong! Something gigantic was running. The ground shook, several ancient plum trees were snapped, and six huge Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors came out.
The Noble Phantasm Immortal Armor is eight feet tall. Although it is two feet shorter than the transformed figure of the Divine Sword Warrior, there are many of them, and they cooperate with each other. There are monks inside to control them. The combat power of any one of them should be higher than that of the Divine Sword Warrior.
The six Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors worked hard together, with two people advancing and four people covering.
The Divine Sword Attendant faced the two Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors that rushed up first with just a wave of his sword, click! The two Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors were cut into two pieces! The monk in the middle had his cockpit slightly higher and hid.
Although he was destined to be cut in two by a knife, he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He quickly got out of the cockpit and dodged far away. As he ran, he shouted: "There's something weird about that knife!"
The greedy and crazy look in the middle-aged man's eyes became even more intense: "It's amazing, this is my great grandson!"
The remaining four Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors immediately found suitable means of combat. They pressed their left arms and a thick energy light shield popped up to resist the Divine Sword without pressing too hard. They just surrounded the Divine Sword Attendant.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the rest of his men stepped forward together, bypassing the battlefield and pounced on Lin Lin and her son.
Jean was very anxious, but the Divine Sword Warriors rushed left and right, but were blocked by the four Noble Phantasm Immortal Armors.
The monks quickly arrived outside them. Lin Lin gritted her teeth and pointed the pocket combat tool in her hand at them: "Dream!" A monk casually pinched a magic formula and shouted: "Duh!"
There was a thunder in Lin Lin's mind, and she suddenly had a splitting headache, dizziness and unsteadiness. Two monks stepped forward and easily grabbed her arms.
Another monk protected Jean from behind and left quickly.
Gene struggled in fear and shouted: "Mom, mom!"
Lin Lin recovered slightly, but was restrained by two monks: "Let him go quickly..."
The middle-aged man was very satisfied and touched Jean's face gently: "Good grandson, go home with grandpa." Jean bit his finger, but the middle-aged man laughed and dodged easily: "I'll just go home with grandpa."
I like you like this, full of aggression, as long as you are there, our Lin family will definitely become the best family in the world!"
He glanced at his daughter lightly and ordered: "Kill her."
"Mother!"
Jean screamed heartbreakingly, and one of the monks who restrained Lin Lin opened his palm, transformed into a sharp lightsaber and pointed it at the back of her neck.
"Mother--"
The middle-aged man was very satisfied. He just wanted to kill his mother in front of his son, so as to further stimulate the bloodthirsty desire in Jean's heart.
Lin Lin looked at Jean with tears in her eyes and murmured: "Jean, close your eyes... close your eyes, don't look..."
A voice sounded in the depths of the plum forest: "The descendants of future generations are so unfilial, poisoning tigers and eating seeds, Lin Yu is a good boy born in Taoism!"
The middle-aged man was stunned, and his guards also became alert. They were all monks, monsters, and at worst mixed-race warriors, but they did not notice anyone approaching.
"Uncle Song!" Gene heard the voice and shouted excitedly.
A figure walked out among the snowflakes and Merlin. He first gave Jean a smile: "Uncle is here."
Gene burst into tears: "Uncle, please save mom. The bad guys are trying to kill mom. It's all useless to me. I can't protect mom..."
Song Zheng glanced at the Divine Sword Warrior who was still confronting the four immortal armors. He was also very surprised. The last time they met, he saw that the toys made by Jean were all war tools, but he didn't expect that Jean's toys were all war tools.
His progress was so rapid that within a month, Jean was already able to refine a weapon of the level of the Divine Sword Warrior.
He smiled and said: "Jean has done a good job, but the bad guy is too bad."
"Yes, they are so bad. They bully Jean and even harm his mother!" Jean nodded vigorously.
The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Song Zheng lightly stamped his foot, boom...
Except for Jean and Lin Lin, the souls of everyone present exploded and they fell down in great pain. The four noble phantoms and immortal armor came to a standstill and were cut into two pieces by the Divine Sword Attendant.
Song Zheng pulled up Jean who had fallen to the ground, rescued Lin Lin, handed Jean's hand to Lin Lin's, then turned around and faced the middle-aged man who was struggling to get up from the ground.
The middle-aged man was horrified. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"
Song Zheng looked at him coldly, shook his head and said, "You have committed a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven!"
As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth to say something, Song Zheng gave him no chance. He pinched his hand in the air, as if he had extinguished an oil lamp.
The middle-aged soul was extinguished instantly, and he fell down and died completely.
The guard leader was still feeling severe pain in his head, and he said hoarsely: "You are dead! Do you know who he is..." Song Zheng said impatiently: "Let Lin Yudao come to see me!"
The guard leader was stunned. This was the second time Song Zheng mentioned Lin Yudao. He was confused: "Do you really know the head of the family?"
Song Zheng said: "Contact him, there is no point in lecturing you people."
The leader of the guard vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he immediately contacted the family with the Homophone Noble Phantasm. The guard told the family that his master had been killed, and then he was qualified to talk to the head of the family directly.
Lin Yudao was busy with official duties and the guards were cautious. Song Zheng became impatient and shouted: "Lin Yudao!"
In Taiyuan Kingdom, Lin Yudao was shocked when he heard this voice. He couldn't believe it. After a while, he subconsciously lowered his body and asked cautiously: "Your Excellency, Ancestor?"
"Come here!" Song Zheng shouted angrily.
"Yes, the unworthy descendants come here right away." Lin Yudao confirmed, yes, it is your ancestor.
Lin Yudao was currently in the Taiyuan Kingdom's military headquarters. He was the supreme commander of the Taiyuan Kingdom's army. He was so majestic just now, but suddenly he became a grandson. The entire military headquarters was shocked: This
who is that?
The road from Taiyuan Kingdom to Dongping Kingdom was long, but the large flying boat flew at full speed. An hour later, Lin Yudao rolled and knelt in front of Song Zheng: "Unfortunate descendants are late, ancestors, forgive me!"
Song Zheng kicked him to the ground: "You bastards, you Lin family are really good tutors!"
Lin Yudao turned over and knelt back, kowtowing repeatedly: "Forgive me, ancestors. When we grow up, there will always be some bad apples. I am not strict in controlling them. I am so ashamed. I will definitely correct myself in the future."
Behind him, the original middle-aged guards and Lin Yudao's guards who followed him from home were all stunned.
The head of the family can be regarded as a giant in the Taiyuan Kingdom, but he was beaten and scolded at will in front of this person? Who is he? Only the guard who followed Lin Yudao was so excited that his knees became weak and he followed
Chapter completed!