The Genius

Ling zhantian kneels upright in the funeral home.

There was no intention to kill, no hatred, no pain on his face.

In just two days, the deeply rooted Ling family suffered a heavy blow, and the invincible local snake faced the situation of destruction.

Ling Yun's head burst, Ling Jiaxin's death has no burial place, Ling Zhuang's head is different, like a knife, stabbing Ling zhantian's chest again and again.

For the first time, he found that the Ling family would also be badly damaged, and his uncle and father would also die. The power of the dry land in the past was as ridiculous as mud.

What makes Ling zhantian vomit blood is that he still doesn't know which force to start with. The only thing he knows is that the Pulsatilla is involved in the death of his uncle.

But Bai touweng and Bai Su Su had already disappeared, and Bai's group also had a week's holiday directly, so Ling zhantian couldn't find a gap to export his evil spirit.

Looking at the three portraits displayed in the hall, Ling zhantian was so miserable that he didn't feel it. He let the people and his subordinates persuade him, but he didn't say a word.

Dozens of Lin family's nephews were also grieved, holding the coffin and crying bitterly, with a look of fear in the burning of paper money.

Fear of Ye Tianlong's crushing Ling family.

Only silly strong suit, pull the mother constantly shouting: "Dad died, I want to read undergraduate, dad died, I want to read undergraduate..."

"Master Ling, Miss Mo is here."

In Ling zhantian ready to give silly strong two slaps in the face, trusted Diao Wudi quickly came over, close to the ear whispered: "she wants to see you."

Ling zhantian's expressionless cheek heard that Miss Mo was rare, then nodded gently: "please let her in."

Although today is not a funeral, nor does it accept incense from guests, Ling zhantian does not refuse Mo ningran.

Diao Wudi nodded and turned to lead people. Before long, he politely led Mo ningran into the hall.

Ink in black came to the hall. Although she was still a little pale, she had recovered her strength and moved freely.

Mo ningran first offered incense to Ling Zhuang, the three of them, and then bowed to his family. Then he went to Ling zhantian and shook his shoulder:

"Ling Shao, I'm sorry for your change."

Although Mo ningran doesn't like having a relationship with Ling zhantian, it doesn't mean that they are not good friends.

At least Ling zhantian has done a lot for Mo ningran, so Mo ningran sincerely hopes Ling zhantian can cheer up.

"Ningran, thank you for coming to see me."

Feeling the temperature of Mo ningran's palm, Ling zhantian's mood is better and his words are a little more warm:

"I should have been as enthusiastic to you as before, but now in this situation, I'm really depressed."

Ling zhantian sighed: "I'm sorry to neglect you."

Mo Ning ran whispered: "don't say such words. We are friends. I should come to see you. It's normal for you to be depressed."

"By the way, has the killer been found?"

Seeing Ling zhantian haggard, Mo ningran decides to stay a little longer.

"No, they are very insidious."

Ling zhantian burst out: "kill my sister, and then use my father's love daughter's heart, with her mobile phone to send a positioning call for help to my father."

"My father took people to qianlongshan, but they fell into each other's trap and killed them all."

There was a trace of pain in his eyes: "almost a hundred people, no one alive, this son of a bitch is really despicable and cruel."

"If I catch him, I will cut him to pieces."

Ling zhantian's emotion eased over, and a hard blow hit the floor beside him.

He was angry that the enemy was too cunning and fierce, and regretted that he had not gone to find his sister for his father, otherwise he might have been able to avoid the disaster with his own caution.

Mo Ning ran also indignant: "so vicious, really scum, you should contact the police to trace, as soon as possible to find him out."

"We're trying to find out."

Ling zhantian breathed out a long breath: "it's just that the other side is hiding too well, and maybe they are hiding in Qianlong mountain, so there's no way to find out."

"There will be no good reward for the murderer."

Mo ningran cursed the murderer, and then relieved Ling zhantian: "but you must be patient and take good care of your body to avenge your uncle."

Ling zhantian's face gradually became emotional: "ningran, thank you. I feel much better with you today."

"It's a friend's job. Well, I won't disturb you any more. You still have family to take care of and a lot of trivia to deal with."

Mo ningran said: "I come here today, one is to see your situation, I hope I can help you, the other is to give you something."

Leng: "a day war Ling thing?"

"Your watch."

Mo ningran took out the box, which was Ling zhantian's Rolex: "I happened to meet that bastard at the school gate, beat him up.""By the way, get your Rolex back."

After years of wearing that watch, there must be a reason why you can't get it back

"I can also tell you frankly that I have nothing to do with him, but take him as a shield."

Mo ningran shoved the watch to Ling zhantian: "return to the owner."

Seeing Rolex, Ling zhantian was stunned at first, and then moved. He felt that Mo ningran really cared about himself.

Otherwise, he won't help himself to get Rolex back, and he won't take the initiative to disclose that ye Tianlong is a shield. Now open the box and take out Rolex:

"ningran, thank you. What you did for me today, I will bear in mind."

After that, when he put the watch back on his wrist and buckled the watch chain, he didn't know whether it was excessive force or clip. He felt a pain in his wrist.

It seems that there is something pierced the skin, but then he can't feel the pain, so Ling zhantian doesn't care.

"Don't worry about a little thing. You'll be busy first."

Mo ningran saw that the things had returned to their original owners and made Ling zhantian feel better, so he got up and said goodbye: "I'll go first. Take care of yourself."

Ling zhantian is polite: "OK, contact me another day."

He waved to let Diao Wudi send ink out, and then turned to look at the three portraits. His expression was very complicated.

"Master Ling!"

Ten minutes later, Diao Wudi, who sent Mo ningran away, ran back. His face was dignified, and he approached Ling zhantian: "the event is not good. Longmen declared war on the thirteen leagues."

"Shangguan Xiaozhi tells the whole river and lake that 180000 Longmen people want to fight with the thirteen leagues. They will not only win, but also die."

"Information shows that the medicine city is the first battle of Longmen..."

At the same time, in a car opposite the funeral home, Tianmo looks at Mo ningran coming out of it, and then looks at Ye Tianlong beside him:

"brother, if Mo ningran knows that you used her, will she hate you to death?"

Ye Tianlong is playing a game. When he hears this sentence, he stops. His eyes are gloomy. Then he looks into the distance and sighs:

"hate, it's better to hate for a lifetime..."