1091: C1091 A Man Named Lin Fei

C1091 A Man Named Lin Fei

Lin Fei's eyes were blood-red as he glared at Ding Liqiang. A monstrous killing intent emerged on his face.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Fei was like a bolt of lightning, dashing towards Ding Liqiang.

At this moment.

An old man from the Zhao Clan with a head full of white hair floated to the front of Lin Fei. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at Lin Fei.

This white-haired old man was the number one expert of the Zhao Family, Xu Qingsong.

This year, Xu Qingsong was already a hundred years old.

However, from Xu Qingsong's appearance, his face was still red and full of vigor.

It was all because Xu Qingsong was a cultivator at the ninth level of the Profound Realm.

The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the longer their lifespan would be.

"Kid, you're too much." Xu Qingsong faintly said.

Lin Fei stopped in his tracks and stood in front of Xu Qingsong.

Passed? Lin Fei raised his hand, pointed at Ding Liqiang, and said with ice-cold anger:

"He allowed his son, Ding Mingming, to almost kill my parents, sully my sister, and injure my friends."

"In his eyes, my family's lives are like grass. He even persuaded my parents to let my sister and his son be together."

"My sister is only sixteen, do you know?"

As he finished speaking, Lin Fei's eyes were bloodshot and his body was as cold as a thousand year old ice. His fists were clenched so tightly that crackling sounds could be heard.

It was still the same, Ding Liqiang. He would definitely kill him with his own hands.

As Lin Fei finished his sentence, the onlookers finally understood why Lin Fei wanted to fight his way to the main gate of Yan Jing's Zhao family.

He must take revenge for such a deep grudge!

Xu Qingsong's eyes flickered as he furrowed his brows. He softly said, "Even so, you can't hurt Ding Liqiang even the slightest bit."

Hearing Xu Qingsong's words, Ding Liqiang's heart dropped down to his stomach.

No matter how strong Lin Fei was, he could not be a match for the number one master of the Zhao Family, Xu Qingsong!

The same second.

On the other side.

Zhao Chengghu, the second steward of the Zhao Family, ran over to Zhao Hongshen and placed a Great Soul Recovery Pill in his hand.

"Bo'er, the Great Recovery Pill is here. You don't need to die." Zhao Hongzhen fed the Great Soul-Returning Pill to his son, Zhao Bo.

However …

Before Zhao Bo could swallow the Great Recovery Pill, his neck tilted and he left this world.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongming began to cry bitterly. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and he felt extremely regretful.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want Zhao Fu to finish his words, his son Zhao Bo definitely wouldn't have died.

Zhao Bo was Zhao Hongzhen's eldest son, and also the heir to the Zhao Family's family name.0

Zhao Hongzhen attached great importance to his eldest son, Zhao Bo.

At this moment, his eldest son, Zhao Bo, was dead.

The white-haired Zhao Hongzhen sent the black-haired man away.

One could imagine how much pain he was in.

Zhao Hong hated himself, but he hated the person who beat his son into such a state.

"Son, go ahead. Father, I'll definitely avenge you." Zhao Hongzhen held his son's body tightly and sighed.

Suddenly.

Zhao Hongzhen lowered his head. His wolf-like eyes stared at Zhao Fu without blinking. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Just who injured my son to such an extent?"

"Yes …" It's someone called Lin Fei. " Zhao Fu did not dare to hide anything as he answered with a trembling voice.

"Lin Fei?" Zhao Hongzhen mumbled to himself.

Just when Zhao Hongming was thinking about who Lin Fei was.

Not far away.

Lin Fei glared at Xu Qingsong and roared: "Kill those who block my way!"

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