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The old man waved his hand and said, "Well, these two actions are all organized by the old family. If you ask for accountability, you will never be dragged down."
Smell speech several people were touched "thank you, uncle"
"The future of Qian’s husband depends on you when he is old."
"yes"
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Tongdao
An old man in the abode of fairies and immortals respectfully, but opposite him was an old man who was sitting on a futon for about sixty or seventy years.
This person is the four elders of Fufeng Qianshi, who owned Datong, who repaired Qianji in the later period.
Qian Yugong, who was kil by Ling Youjun, was his grandson and was favored by Qian Datong.
"Have you come to see the old lady recently?"
It turns out that the old man’s name is Qian Jin, who organized the first two actions against Ling Youdao and others.
"Report to my four elders that Yu … Yu Gong was killed."
Smell speech "om" in Qian Datong’s mind exploded, and in the later period of the building foundation, the friar’s momentum was wanton, and the money was almost out of breath.
It took a long time for Qian Datong to accept his own momentum and ask, "Are people so bold? How dare you kill me, Chase Sun? Tell the old man in detail. "
Qian Jin trembled and said, "Yes … Yes"
Qian Jin embellished the past and said it again, putting the main responsibility on Cang Li Ling’s family. Anyway, both of them are feuds, and it’s nothing to add some hatred.
But no matter how eloquent he is, he can’t get away from it himself.
After listening to Qian Jin, Qian Datong said painfully, "I’m a jade worker!" It’s too wrong for you to die, grandpa. You must get justice. "
Immediately, he said coldly, "Are you afraid that Yu Gong was killed?"
Hearing this, Qian Jin hurriedly knelt down and said, "I can’t get rid of my nephew’s death. Please ask the four elders to give me a death."
Qian Datong said, "I’ll die, but I want you to guard his grave in the second half of my life. Are you willing?"
As soon as Qian Jin heard it, he said, "Thank you for not killing me. I am willing to keep the tomb for my nephew Yugong."
Beside a tomb, Qian Datong looked at his grandson’s line, and his hands crunched at Yugong’s grave.
"Grandpa Yugong must avenge you and bring the head of the person who killed you to your grave to atone."
……
Qian Datong’s imperial sword hovered and looked at the small onion island wrapped in yellow sand.
"It’s a fool for a mere flying sand array to ruin Yu Gong’s life."
Then I saw Qian Datong holding out his big hand to do pressing. An unreal big hand appeared in the sky to press the flying sand array.
Ling Youjun in Xiaocongyu’s abode of fairies and immortals immediately opened his eyes.