Campus belle's cultivation master

Smoke and dust with the wind, heaven and earth return to Qingming.

Yang Dingfeng's shrill scream gradually changed from sharp and harsh at the beginning to a low sob, which became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.

In full view of the public, his body was strangely twisted, making a "beep beep" sound under the burning flame, and finally turned into a pile of gray black ashes.

A few wisps of black smoke curled up, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of burnt paste.

The whole scene was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Even those great people with good status could not help shivering all over, and their cheeks were as pale as ghosts.

Not long ago, the top master of Huajing, who was also on the other side, suddenly turned into a pile of ashes?

Yang Dingfeng, the ancestor of the Yang family, is still like this. What are the people present?

When a storm arises, the whole world will be shocked.

Lin Zixuan's name, I'm afraid, will make the whole Chinese Xiuzhen world tremble

"Monster, this is a monster..." Yang Tu, the housekeeper, trembled and staggered back, "he is not a human, he is a demon..."

Voice down, he seems to be crazy, stumbling out.

Several other members of the Yang family saw him and ran after him. They all wanted to leave this land of right and wrong.

"Well?" Lin Yu turned around slowly and looked at the people who ran away crazily. His eyes twinkled slightly.

The next moment, he raised his hand, across dozens of meters, a distant punch out.

A white air drill whistling across the air, like a comet with a long tail, heavy bombardment on the back of Yang Tu and others.

With this punch alone, several people were shocked to break their bones, tendons, internal organs, and breathless.

Lin Yu raised his hand to brush the corner of his clothes carelessly and walked slowly towards the crowd.

There was an uneasy commotion in the crowd, and they all retreated, full of horror and uneasiness.

Shi Yuda, the owner of the stone family in Mobei, looked around and found that everyone around him was looking at him with deep meaning. His eyelids jumped wildly, and he really wanted to crush the nonsense he had said with the strength of wine in his stomach

"Lin... Lin Tianshi..."

His legs a soft, "plop" a kneel to the ground, face like ashes.

Many people seem to find back the fear of the zongmen meeting. They follow Shi Yuda and kneel down one after another. They dare not even breathe.

Those who can still stand in the position with firm will can't help bending down, hanging their heads and holding their breath.

Lin Yu stopped and looked coldly at the Yang family gathered here.

Everyone's heart is in the same boat. Do you want to destroy the gate?

The industry of the Yangs in Xilu is prosperous, and they are famous in both political and commercial circles. If the whole clan is destroyed, it will cause a storm.

Other people may not have the courage, but if it's Lin Zixuan who is decisive in killing and cutting, it's really hard to say

"Master Lin!" An old man with a white beard fell to the ground, his voice trembling, "Yang Dingfeng is dead, you... You don't even want to let go of a group of old and weak women and children under the Yang family..."

In addition to Yang Dingfeng, the elder of the Yang family has the highest seniority and is called the seventh uncle.

"It's OK to kill all the pigs and dogs." Lin Yu slowly raised his hand, and the meteor fire in the sky jumped between his fingers.

The whole scene was filled with horror. How dare he!

"Mr. Lin!" Yang Xueqi's pretty face was pale. She rushed over and hugged Lin Yu's leg, "please raise your hand! Let the Yang family go

She has no feelings for Yang Dingfeng, but the people of Yang family present at the moment are all her close relatives.

If these people were killed by Lin Yu, wouldn't she be alone?

Lin Yu frowned.

"Master Lin! Please be merciful Seven uncle to head pestle ground, tears streaming, "I know cherish wronged, is my Yang family sorry for her, but that is Yang Dingfeng's meaning, we also have no way..."

All the other members of the Yang family knelt down.

"Yes, I'm sorry to be locked up in the backyard, and we'll take care of her secretly, otherwise she won't be able to survive until you come back..."

Yang Buhui quickly went to the front and knelt down: "master Lin, the Yang family is not evil. Please forgive me!"

Seven uncles as if caught a straw, hastily said: "we are willing to respect Yang Buhui as the home owner!"

He is highly respected, and when his words are spoken, other people will naturally respond with one voice after another.

"We are all willing to respect Yang Buhui as the head of the family!"

Lin Yu shakes his hand to disperse the flame, and a smile comes from his mouth

...

Three days later.

Sunny, Yang Xixi wearing a light blue floral dress, pretty face ruddy, brisk steps through the courtyard.

Along the way, everyone we saw stepped back respectfully and bowed.

"Hello, miss."

Just a few days ago, she was left unattended in the back yard, but now she has become the most dazzling pearl in the family. Her status seems to be higher than that of Yang Xueqi.

It's like Cinderella put on her crystal shoes, which makes Yang Xixi feel unreal like a dream.

The front yard was under construction. She walked around the corridor to a spacious and bright room in the back.

In that room, Lin Yu was sitting on the throne, listening to the apology list sent by Yang Buhui.

"The valley of the king of beasts has sent a hundred body quenching pills. Please let bygones be bygones..."

"Qixingzong offered a spirit sword to Mr. Lin for forgiveness..."

"Canghaimen has sent 18 night pearls. I wish Mr. Lin every success..."

"Shi Yuda, the owner of the Shi Family in Mobei, knelt outside the door for three days. Before he left, he worshipped five hundred year old ginseng trees and begged Mr. Lin to open his eyes."

In just three days, the name of linzixuan once again swept the whole Chinese cultivation world, causing a sensation.

At first, zhenwuzong became barren, and then Yang Dingfeng burned himself to death. Those clans who had a little trouble with Lin Yu were all in a state of panic. They were afraid that the murderer would come to destroy the clan, so they hastened to offer generous gifts to beg for forgiveness.

As for those forces who have no intersection, they even take this opportunity to curry favor with Ba Jie and want to be familiar in advance.

Lin Yu quietly sat there, a little impatient waved his hand: "a pile of garbage, I left useless, no need to report."

With light in her big eyes, Yang Xueqi took two steps forward, sipped her mouth, and stopped talking.

Lin Yu glanced at her: "if you like anything, just take it to play."

"Yes, yes." Yang Xueqi was so busy that her eyes narrowed into two crescent moon teeth.

What you don't like is a treasure to me.

She finally understood why Yang Xixi was willing to chase Lin Yu like a dog, even if he could make a fortune by picking up rubbish behind this guy's ass

Yang Buhui had no choice but to smile and handed the gift list to Yang Xueqi. When he heard the news, he looked out the door and saw his daughter Yang Xixi coming in.