War God's Revenge

"You girl!"

At the other end of the phone, Su Weiguo smiled helplessly.

"Don't worry, the Lin family only went to a housekeeper, Lin Wu. If ye Tian can't cope with it, he won't be ye Tian!"

"Really?" Su Jingjing is skeptical.

"Of course!" Su Wei's national language is a firm guarantee.

"You, don't always worry about this and that. It's serious to have time to have a grandson for me."

"You!" Su Jingjing's little face turned red in an instant: "hum, I don't want to talk to you because I don't respect you!"

After hanging up, Su Jingjing is still worried. She picks up Xiaoyu and goes to Xiuxue mountain with Ye Na's family.

Xiuxue mountain!

The early morning clouds shrouded the top of the mountain with a little coolness.

There is a mysterious feeling!

Almost like more than a month's money, at the moment, several excavators have stopped on the hillside of the mountain and are ready to go.

The only difference is that people have changed.

"Fifth master, this beautiful snow mountain can't be dug!"

In front of the excavator stood a man in his early fifties with a big belly and a black suit.

Men are not tall, but the majesty of the superior is undoubtedly revealed.

Jia Weimin stood next to him. He had only the right to stand obediently.

"Why can't you dig? Let alone this small Chengdu, even the whole southwest, there is no place where my Lin family can't dig."

The fifth master lightly waved his hand, which made Jia Weimin's face more ugly.

Lin Wu, although he is only the housekeeper of the Lin family.

But in Chengdu, even in the southwest, no one dares to move.

After all, behind him is the Lin family, one of the largest families in the capital!

"Fifth master, it was buried in Xiuxue mountain, but Lin Xiuxue!"

Jia Weimin hardened his head and opened his mouth.

There was another word. Lin Xiuxue is Ye Tian's mother.

Is the mother of Lingtian God of war!

Don't say you're just a housekeeper. Even if the Lin family leader comes in person, you still have to be counselled.

But Jia Weimin is afraid. If the immortal fights in Chengdu, it must be him.

With Sun Xiang's example, Jia Weimin really doesn't want to experience it again!

"Xiao Jia, I didn't say you! It's just a tombstone. How do you know if there is anyone inside? Even if there is someone, how can you be sure it's Lin Xiuxue?"

Lin Wu glanced at him faintly. A trace of disdain in his eyes clearly fell into Jia Weimin's eyes.