Chapter 347： Murder

Yu Mo lowered his head, pressed her forehead, listened to her increasingly rapid breathing, and moved his hand up greedily.

"do not…"

Ling Yao apologized in a low voice, but the voice had no power at all, and Yu Mo had no tendency to stop.

Ling Yao felt her whole body go weak, and she could barely stand. If Yu Mo hadn't supported her with both hands, she would have been so soft that she fell to the ground.

"No!" Ling Yao grabbed Yu Mo's restless hand suddenly, her eyes firm and persistent.

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, stared straight at her, and slowly let go of his hand. Only then did he realize that he was abrupt, and quickly said, "I'm sorry."

Ling Yao panicked, fearing that Yu Mo would misunderstand him, she quickly explained, "I'm not ready yet."

Yu Mo understood and asked, "What's the matter with you looking for me so late?"

Ling Yao suddenly remembered her purpose, nodded and said, "Yes, I have something to discuss with you. Yu Mo, Feihuashou is a very powerful martial art, right?"

Yu Mo was slightly startled and said, "That's right."

In fact, he didn't quite know how powerful Feihuashou really was, but after all, it came from the mouth of Tianmosheng, so it should be a good martial arts.

Ling Yao took a deep breath and said, "Feihuashou is so powerful, we must not tell others, otherwise others will covet Feihuashou and I'm afraid they will threaten you."

Yu Mo was stunned for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Who told you this?"

Based on Ling Yao's perception, it was impossible for her to know these things, it must have been someone pointing the way.

This matter was related to Ling Yao, and he had to pay attention to it.

Ling Yao looked at Yu Mo in astonishment and asked, "Is this important?"

Yu Mo nodded solemnly: "Important."

Ling Yao bit her snow-white teeth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Aunt Lan told me."

"Aunt Lan?" Yu Mo was startled and said, "How could she know so much?"

"Aunt Lan is very powerful." Ling Yao explained.

Yu Mo's heart is awe-inspiring. He has met Aunt Lan, but he doesn't see anything special about Aunt Lan. Now it seems to be hidden.

"Who is Aunt Lan?"

Ling Yao was stunned and said, "Aunt Lan is Aunt Lan."

"I'm asking what kind of people Aunt Lan is from?"

"Aunt Lan has no sect, she is equivalent to a member of our family." Ling Yao explained that she had lost her mother since she was a child, and Aunt Lan was equivalent to her mother.

Seeing that Ling Yao didn't know, Yu Mo didn't ask any more questions. He smiled slightly, eased the atmosphere, and said, "Since Aunt Lan said so, it makes sense. We should not expose Feihuashou in the future."

Ling Yao nodded heavily and agreed: "I think so too, don't expose yourself."

"Don't worry, even if I'm exposed, ordinary people can't hurt me." Yu Mo was full of confidence.

Ling Yao smiled, naturally believed him, and said with a complicated expression, "Then I'll go back."

"Wait a minute." Yu Mo blurted out.

Ling Yao's body froze, thinking that Yu Mo was going to do something bad again, but she saw Yu Mo gently peck her on the face and said, "Good night."

Ling Yao nodded happily: "Good night."

Some people have beautiful dreams, while others are immersed in nightmares.

Lin Futu is someone who is immersed in nightmares.

Since Jiang An's return, he has been silently observing the psychic loose person, the psychic loose person is already a cripple, although he tried his best to pretend, he finally gradually revealed his fault.

At first, Lin Futu didn't dare to open up the idea of ​​​​spiritual scattered people. After all, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the coercion of the spiritual scattered people were too strong.

However, more and more shackles were revealed by the psychic and loose people, and another thing became the last straw that overwhelmed Lin Futu.

According to reliable sources, the Gu family already knew that the Lin family was the real murderer who assassinated Gu Ziqing, and the Gu family was preparing to take revenge for Gu Ziqing.

The Gu family's anger is not so easy to bear. Lin Futu is in a state of confusion. If he wants to survive this catastrophe, he can only improve his strength rapidly.

There is no doubt that the psychic and loose people have become the primary condition for this shortcut. In addition, Lin Futu has already seen some clues and decided to test the psychic and loose people.

This test naturally found the truth, and Lin Futu was 100% sure that the psychic and scattered people were not what they used to be, and they had become useless people.

Surprised and delighted, he quickly discussed with his father, Lin Yueshan, and finally decided to force the shaman to explain the secret of cultivation.

Lin Futu had followed the psychic Sanren for a long time, knowing that the psychic sanctimonious did not teach him all the supernatural powers.

In the past, he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but now the psychic loose person has become a waste, but the fish on his chopping board, allowing him to do whatever he wants.

The psychic Sanren lost to Yu Mo, but his supernatural powers were still the treasures that Lin Futu coveted. Lin Futu believed that once he cultivated these supernatural powers, he might not be able to compete with Yu Mo.

At that time, he will not be Yu Mo's puppet. In addition, the Gu family will never succeed if they want to take revenge on the Lin family. This is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

It's a pity that the psychic detachment did not let go at all. This made Lin Futu very angry. The Gu family's counterattack was imminent, but he had not yet obtained the secret of the magical power he wanted. Naturally, it was like a torment.

Snapped!

A whip slapped the Psychic Sanctuary fiercely, blood spattered, and the Psychic Sanctuary screamed, glaring at Lin Futu with fire-breathing eyes.

"Evil disciple! I'm really blind, I actually accepted you as a disciple."

Lin Futu's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "There's so much nonsense, why don't you tell me the secret of supernatural powers, do you really want to die?"

"Hahaha, now that I've become like this, do you think I'm still afraid of death?" The psychic scatter asked: "Bad, you can't succeed!"

How could Lin Futu give up, he snorted coldly, the long whip in his hand flew again, and slapped the psychic scatter fiercely, his skin ripped apart, and he screamed again and again.

The psychic scattered people have no magical powers to protect their bodies, and they are not as good as ordinary people. How can they bear this kind of pain.

He fainted several times, and in the end, there was no intact skin on his body.

Lin Futu blushed, gritted his teeth, and looked like a maniac, and asked, "I see how long you can be tough, speak to me."

The psychic loose person was on the verge of collapse, and after a few more whips, he finally couldn't bear it, and screamed: "I'm recruiting, I'm all recruiting!"

The joy in Lin Futu's eyes grew stronger, and he hurriedly stopped the whip, fearing that he would be beaten to death.

"Tell me now."

The psychic scattered person no longer had any backbone, and said everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and finally pleaded: "I have done all the tricks, please let me live."

"Life?" Lin Futu got what he wanted, and he was very satisfied. His eyes were full of hideous colors, and he said, "Do you think you still have a way to live?"

"Ah..." Tongling Sanren's heart trembled, "You really want to kill me?"

"You have no value anymore." Lin Futu snorted coldly, and grabbed the psychic loose person's throat with a big hand. With a click, his neck was broken in two, and the psychic free person was completely breathless.