685: C685 Bone Wing's Figure

C685 Bone Wing's Figure

"Phew!"1

Lin Yaoyang struggled to open his eyes. The sun had just risen outside, revealing a small edge.

Lin Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the bed and exhaled a mouthful of foul air from his body. At this moment, Lin Yaoyang only felt that his physical condition was incomparably good. All of his strength had reached its peak.

Lin Yaoyang only felt that there was an endless amount of power contained in his fist. It was as if as long as he wanted to do it, he could crush the entire house with a single palm.

"I just don't know when my face will recover."

Lin Yaoyang reached out and touched his face. He felt that the swelling on his face was a little less. It was much better compared to before.

Lin Yaoyang was also a little optimistic. Even if it was recovering slowly, it would be a good thing as long as it was slowly recovering.

Lin Yaoyang pushed open the door and walked out of the house. It was still early. The morning air was still very cool. Plus, Guo Family was a castle in the sky. It was even colder. Lin Yaoyang took a deep breath. He felt that his body had become a little cold.

Lin Yaoyang became alert. He could clearly see a voice wearing bone wings standing in the sky far away. That figure was staring at him coldly.

There was a disciple in the courtyard outside. He was holding a bamboo broom and sweeping away the things on the ground.

After seeing Lin Yaoyang, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at the blood on the ground. His eyes revealed a terrified expression, but he was still strong and calm.

He pretended as if nothing had happened. He swept the things on the ground as he moved towards the door. When he reached the door, he turned around and left with his things. There was no hesitation at all.

Lin Yaoyang was speechless. How could this guy be so afraid of him? Could it be because he had killed Guo Zhengxin? Thinking about it made sense. He was about the same age as them, and they were still struggling to break through to the Martial Arts. He had already killed a half-step Martial Extreme Level. If he was the same as them... Fear would also arise in his heart.

Lin Yaoyang laughed at himself and walked out again.

"Could it be that Elder Brother Lin hasn't woken up yet?"

"Don't worry, Lin Yaoyang must have woken up a long time ago. I know. He is as diligent as me when it comes to waking up early."

Lin Yaoyang heard the voice and knew who it was. He rubbed his face. It wasn't a good thing that he had heard Ke Lia's voice early in the morning.

Before Ke Lia could finish his words, the few of them passed by a corner and saw Lin Yaoyang looking at them with a fierce look.

Ke Lia's hair stood on end. He said to Director Zhao, "Old Zhao, I still have something I forgot to take. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and tried to escape.

"Stop!"

Lin Yaoyang glared and shouted in a low voice.

When Ke Lia heard this, how could he stand still and not move? He started to run even harder.

Ma Zhe saw this and smiled. He grabbed Ke Lia. Ke Lia said to Lin Yaoyang with a bitter face, "Big brother, I was wrong. Let me go. We haven't seen each other for so long."

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