The strongest prodigal system

He tried his best and risked great danger to rescue him, but Murong Jin didn't appreciate it, and Lin Chuan never thought of getting anything in return from him.

However, as soon as Murong Jin came back, he immediately united with many elders and used Lin Chuan as an excuse to forcibly seize the throne.

This is no longer what the white-eyed wolf can describe, but a real revenge.

The most innocent one is the forced old man. Lin Chuan couldn't imagine that Murong Jin would do such a thing and treat the old man like this!
In vain to be a father, even more in vain to be a son!

"You are not worthy to be Zhaoxue's father, nor the old man's son! You are even more unworthy to be the master of this mansion!" Lin Chuan's thoughts urged, and the Soul Slaying Knife suddenly appeared. Blood cuts gold without leaving a trace.

A group of figures headed by Murong Jin were frightened by this sudden change and backed away.

Murong Jin swallowed his saliva, forcibly stabilized his mind, and shouted: "This is a family matter of my Murong Mansion, and it's not up to you, an outsider, to judge me. Whether I deserve it or not is up to you. I advise you to leave immediately, don't If you drag Murong Mansion any further, I won't argue with you today."

Lin Chuan caressed the blade with two fingers, and when he swung the handle, the light and shadow flickered.

All of a sudden, there was no sound, and he stepped forward, and the elders, headed by Murong Jin, backed away in fright again.

"This Lin Chuan is completely crazy."

"What's the matter with him?"

"What qualifications does he have to manage?"

Lin Chuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and the Soul Slayer Knife slashed down immediately. When it landed on the ground, a huge crack burst open, approaching Murong Jin's feet.

The sound of explosion is endless.

The face of the elders changed greatly with fright, and they were terrified.

Until the crack stopped in front of Murong Jin's body, sweat oozed from his forehead. Although his strength was good and he was in the middle stage of Guizhen, Lin Chuan's reputation was too terrifying, and that momentum had already overwhelmed everyone. Now no one will doubt Lin Chuan anymore With such strength, who dares to fight back?

Most importantly, Lin Chuan is an immortal existence.

"I, I. I'm Zhaoxue's father, do you dare to touch a hair of my hair?" Murong Jinyi said pedantically.

Lin Chuan pulled the knife out of the ground and stepped forward slowly, still silent.

Every time he took a step, the opponent rumbled back.

"You, you, you, don't bully others too much." Murong Jin stammered, and he began to feel scared in his heart.

Lin Chuan's killing and decisive character has long been confirmed, and he is known as the great evil star of the world. He never explains his actions to anyone, and kills when he says he will.

Murong Jin had some doubts about the feasibility of this move, so he quickly changed the subject and shouted: "Old man, I am your own son, you can't just watch Lin Chuan kill me, besides, I am the owner of the mansion, Murong Mansion Sooner or later everything will be mine, I just made it ahead of schedule, you have no reason to let me die."

While speaking, the knife light flashed and approached in an instant.

"Chuan'er, stop." Old Man Murong stopped.

The tip of the knife stopped, hanging steadily in front of Murong Jin's right eye, with only a slight difference!

Murong Jin was stiff all over at first, and then his nervous mood relaxed. He was unprepared, and didn't even move his inner energy. He smiled complacently: "Look, Lin Chuan, the old man still wants to protect me. Who told me to be my own son?" What? You, Lin Chuan, are an outsider after all, and you are not qualified to take care of it, so leave now, don’t scare people like this, I know you are just putting on airs.”

"Really?" Lin Chuan smiled faintly, the tip of the knife turned around in an instant, and pierced into Murong Jin's belly in an instant.

At this moment, the elders turned pale with horror and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Damn it, he actually did it."

"It's fatal."

"It's so ruthless, it doesn't care about love at all, the old man clearly told him to stop."

"You..." Murong Jin's smile stopped abruptly, he lowered his head in astonishment, and looked at the punctured wound, the sharp pain suddenly engulfed him, he suddenly regretted it, why didn't he hide for a while, why was he so unscrupulous just now, and didn't take precautions at all .

Lin Chuan laughed coldly, pulled out his knife vigorously, and said, "Don't think that whoever you are, I won't dare to attack you. Don't worry, you won't die so soon, at least you have a life of one or two minutes." Come on, you people, I'm giving you one last chance, and you know what I mean."

As soon as this remark came out, the elders were moved by it, and everyone was greedy for life and afraid of death.

In less than two breaths, someone immediately ran behind Lin Chuan and shouted: "I, I, I, I should stand on the old man's side. Brother Jin, I'm sorry, Lin Chuan is too strong, we don't want to die yet."

Someone made an early bird, and the elders rushed into it. In just one minute, they all made fools.

Only Murong Nan was left standing behind Murong Jin at a loss,

Murong Jin lost all his strength, fell to the ground dying, and said in a voiceless voice: "I am Zhaoxue's father, this is you."

Lin Chuan turned his wrist, put the tip of the knife against Murong Jin's left cheek, stabbed into the ground with a clang, stepped on his wound, and said in a cold voice: "Even if you are the father of the heavenly king, if I want your life, I will die. You don't need to frown, I'm not even afraid of the Li family, why should I look at your face?"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chuan exerted force with his big feet and twisted the wound severely.

A scream like killing a pig immediately echoed throughout the main hall of Murong Mansion.

Those who hear it are shocked, those who see it are afraid!
All the elders bowed their heads, as if they had done something wrong, and the style of painting changed invisibly. No one dared to rescue him, even if it was to stop him.

Murong Nan, who was standing beside him, was shaking his upper and lower teeth.

This fear was stronger than the Li family's attempt to kill him.

Lin Chuan, who became bloody and angry, was even more terrifying than his usual foolish appearance.

"Do you want to die too? I don't mind helping you father and son. Do you want to try?" Lin Chuan said.

Murong Nan was terrified, terribly terrified, without even thinking about it, he ran to the elders without thinking, and hurriedly said: "I support the old man, Lin Chuan, don't kill me, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Sure enough, like a father like a son, like Zhaoxue has a father like you, I really feel unworthy for her. I used to use her as a tool for the interests of the famous mansion, and now I do such a thing. I feel ashamed for Zhaoxue !” Lin Chuan snorted, and looked down at the howling Murong Jin, his expression full of indifference.

After finishing speaking, Lin Chuan raised his knife again and stabbed Murong Jin in the chest again.

In the blink of an eye, the screams rose to hoarse, chilling.

Immediately afterwards, it turned out to be another merciless knife!

Murong Jin's whole body was convulsed, foaming at the mouth, apart from his remaining consciousness, he couldn't even cry out, as if he was about to die at any moment.

Lin Chuan stretched out his hand and pulled him up, smiled coldly in his ear, and whispered, "Do you know what death is? Do you feel it? Pain, fear, despair?"

"Hmm~" Murong Jin was weak, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was limp.

Lin Chuan pierced through again, and said in his ear: "I saved you not because you were Zhaoxue's father, but because Zhaoxue, whether you are her father or not is insignificant to me, I saved you , you should be grateful, you should be grateful to Zhaoxue, you should be grateful to the old man, instead of turning your face and denying others, instead of repaying your kindness with revenge."

This smile, like a devil, went deep into the bone marrow.

This knife, like harvesting, hits life directly.

"No matter what happens to me and the Li family, you, Murong Jin, will not be able to point and point, because in my eyes, your life is worthless, as small as an ant. Do you want to live? Learn to be a man first, because you can't I won't reason with anyone who reasoned with me." Lin Chuan smiled.

Murong Jin's consciousness was weak, but he heard that sentence very clearly.

For Lin Chuan, who was blurred in front of him, he finally realized that he had made a huge mistake, that is, he was too high on his own identity, thinking that he could force Lin Chuan away by relying on the old man to sell the old man.

Obviously, this is not the case.

In Lin Chuan's mind, Murong Jin was not even a single hair.

Sensing Lin Chuan's gaze, Murong Jin turned back to the light for a moment, and his whole body trembled.

Because Lin Chuan's eyes revealed a way of looking at ants and garbage.

In front of this look, Murong Jin can no longer feel any resentment, only a trace of remorse.

His eyelids were drooping, and it was pitch black. He felt that he was finally going to die, and even felt that it was a relief.

But at this moment, he subconsciously heard an extremely domineering sentence.

"Want to die? Even if you die, you must get my consent! Because letting you die like this is too cheap for you."