Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 7 Forbidden Ancestral Temple
Looking at the middle-aged woman, with tears in her eyes, she was in a mess!Then I couldn't bear it.

"Mei'er, the baby has paid for Tian'er's life, so just let Yun'er go!"

Hearing these words of messy, the middle-aged woman is also messy wife Wang Meier, suddenly!Then he refused to let go.

"What? Messy, our Tian'er's life can be offset by Yun Ying's humble life?"

"Let me tell you! This is impossible. Although the little bitch Yunying is dead, this bastard must pay for Tian'er with his life."

"If not, I will definitely report this matter to my father, and then his old man will come forward."

Hearing Wang Meier's words, he was in a mess!He frowned.

However, after thinking about it carefully, the messy anger was instantly aroused.

"Enough! I'm messy and now I have only one son, do you still want me to have no descendants?"

"I'll tell you too, Wang Meier! As long as Yun'er is left alive, I can handle other matters at your disposal."

Seeing this messy and tough attitude, Wang Meier also knew that it was impossible to kill Ling Yun.

But when she heard the last words of the messy, a new revenge plan was born from her heart.

"Okay! Did you say that? I can promise you to spare this little bastard's life. However, he must break his legs and ban the ancestral hall forever."

Hearing Wang Meier's remark, Lingluan felt relieved.

Because, this is also the best way to solve this matter, if there is a real alarm, Wang Meier's father, not only Ling Yun will die, but even the lives of all the young and old in the Ling family cannot be guaranteed.

"Okay! I promise you."

When Ling Luan said these words, he closed his eyes, and then stood aside silently.

"You two, give me the legs of this little bastard."

Hearing Wang Meier's words, the two men immediately joined Ling Yun and walked out.

Regarding this, Ling Yun let out an extremely angry shout.

"Wang Meier, as long as I, Ling Yun, don't die for a day, I will definitely come back to take your dog's life in the future!"

After Wang Meier heard Ling Yun's words, she immediately burst out laughing.

"Little bastard, I'm waiting for you. I still don't believe that you can come back even though your legs are broken."

When Wang Meier said this, Ling Yun had already been carried outside the door by two men.

Then I saw two men, one picked up a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, and hit Ling Yun's legs.

The strength of the two men was incomparably great. When the wooden sticks with thick bowls hit Ling Yun's legs, there was only a "click" sound coming from Ling Yun's legs.

But Ling Yun didn't make a sound because of this, but looked at Wang Meier who was not far away with extremely sharp eyes.

"Haven't you guys eaten? Do you keep beating a trash's leg? Do you want me to do it myself?"

Seeing that Ling Yun didn't make the expected scream, Wang Meier urged the two men with sticks.

But at this moment, the chaos that could not be seen from the side finally spoke again.

"Enough! Didn't you hear the sound of bones breaking? Send him to the ancestral hall and don't prepare anyone to disturb him."

After hearing the messy roar, the two men looked at Wang Meier, as if they were asking for her opinion.

Regarding this, Wang Meier saw that Ling Ran was already angry, so she didn't dare to provoke Ling Ran again, so she said to the two men.

"Okay! Send him to the ancestral hall for detention, and he will not be allowed to leave the ancestral hall for life."

After hearing Wang Meier's order, the two men immediately set up Ling Yun and walked outside Ling's mansion.

At this time, Ling Yun had completely passed out.

When Ling Yun opened his eyes, he found himself in an old room.

Immediately Ling Yun was about to get up and get out of bed, but when Ling Yun just moved his legs, a strong pain came from his legs.

Ling Yun couldn't help frowning, and beads of sweat slowly fell from Ling Yun's forehead.

It was only at this time that Ling Yun came to his senses, the fact that his legs were broken by Wang Meier.

But Ling Yun did not give up, but supported his body with his hands, and slowly moved under the bed.

Sudden!Ling Yun slipped his elbow and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Then the dilapidated door was pushed open by an external force at this time.

I saw an old man who was almost sixty years old, rushing to Ling Yun's side.

"Second young master, why did you get up by yourself? Why didn't you call the old slave?"

Hearing the old man's words, Ling Yun smiled slightly, because this old man was the follower that Ling Yun's mother brought out from the Yun family.

"Uncle Zhong, it turned out to be you! Why are you here at the Ling Family Ancestral Temple?"

The old man didn't answer Ling Yun's words, but carefully helped Ling Yun onto the bed.

"Second young master, this old slave has been assigned to live in the woodshed since Miss was assigned to live in the woodshed."

Hearing Uncle Zhong's words, I felt a strong sense of resentment, and immediately!Welling up in Ling Yun's heart.

"That bitch Wang Meier did it again! I will definitely tear her to pieces in the future."

After Ling Yun said these words, Uncle Zhong suddenly!He covered Ling Yun's mouth.

"Second Young Master, keep your voice down, Wang Meier's minions are still outside, if they hear you scolding her, then you will have to suffer again."

Ling Yun's heart was moved by Uncle Zhong's words.

"Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I dare to scold you! It means I'm not afraid of her, and she won't dare to do anything to me."

Regarding Ling Yun's words, Uncle Zhong could only helplessly shake his head.

"Second young master, you must be starving, right? You have been in a coma for three days and three nights, and this old servant will make some porridge for you."

After saying this, Uncle Zhong left Ling Yun's room.

When Ling Yun looked at the back of Uncle Zhong leaving, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret.

Because Uncle Zhong followed Ling Yun's mother back then, and was still a seven-star dragon soul expert when he came to the Ling family.

However, through some observations just now, Ling Yun found that Uncle Zhong's steps were unsteady and his hands were weak, so he knew that Uncle Zhong's cultivation had probably been completely abolished by that bitch Wang Meier.

After a while, the door of the room was opened again, and Uncle Zhong came to Ling Yun with the porcelain bowl in his hand carefully.

"Second young master, take advantage of the heat and drink quickly to warm your body."

Seeing this, Ling Yun was unambiguous, took the porcelain bowl from Uncle Zhong, and finished the warm millet porridge in one go.

Because only by maintaining a healthy body can he have a chance of revenge, Ling Yun knows this better than anyone else.

After eating a bowl of steaming millet porridge, Ling Yun felt that his weak hands finally regained some strength.

"Second Young Master, do you still drink? There is still a lot in the pot."

Hearing Bo Zhong's words of concern, Ling Yun nodded slowly.

Seeing Uncle Zhong's figure, he left the room again.

After Zhongbo went back and forth three times, Ling Yun finally fed his stomach.

(End of this chapter)