President Leng's personal evildoer

"Why, why!" Feeling the increasingly cold temperature on Leng Pengju's body, Leng Wuche asked Chu Yi with bloodshot eyes, "How did you do it? You lied to me."

At this moment, Leng Wuche's heartache was not only heartache, but also remorse.

Chu Yi smiled, still being such a monstrous being, "It's just a drama, so why bother to pursue it? Whether it's you or someone else, they have done a detailed investigation on Ming Che and me, right?"

As he spoke, his eyes shifted and he looked directly at Chu Feng, who had been a spectator there all along. Although he was no longer the same as before with a beard, his temperament would not change.And Chu Yi, who possessed divine consciousness, had seen his real face through that beard.

This is indeed a very handsome man, but he has to check a little bit compared to himself.

Chu Feng didn't evade. Although he had his own plans, he was not hypocritical. He would still admit what he had done, nodded and smiled, and was waiting for Chu Yi's next words.

For the time being, Chu Yi was satisfied with Chu Feng's performance. For some reason, he had a faint feeling that his background might be related to the Chu family.It was as if he had already guessed that the master was related to the Chu family.So when facing the Patriarch of the Chu family, he didn't have much hostility. Even if there was a day when he had to confront him, he planned to let him go.

Often the premonition in the subconscious will play a decisive factor. Of course, this is a later story. The future can never be predicted.

Turning his eyes back to Leng Wuche's face, "But you can never see through a person's heart." This is the so-called "hidden mind technique". Just say the thing.

"My heart has already connected with Ming Che's heart, so even if I'm not there, as long as I leave a trace of breath, his skills will merge with mine. For this, at the birthday party of the Proud Hotel, you should Already experienced it."

Chu’s words seemed so calm, like talking about today’s weather, but it was like thunder in everyone’s ears, splitting to varying degrees in the most invisible heart .

At the birthday venue of Aoshi Hotel, the scene of the sudden icy rain appeared before people's eyes again, especially the scene of the death of the golden ghost, the frozen avatar of the strange fire, and the horrific scene of the bones being melted... …

Chu Feng's thoughts became coherent in an instant, and he guessed right, it was indeed Chu Yi's skill.However, Chu Yi was not there at the time, so he was puzzled.Now it is finally clear that Chu Yi's so-called aura is the huge aura that came out when "she" blocked everyone before leaving.Thinking back to when Chu Yi gave Leng Mingche a deep look when he was about to leave, it was not resignation or sadness, but a reminder to him and reassurance for him.

He still couldn't understand why Chu Yi left like that, abandoning the person "she" wanted to protect.It turns out that the barrier of "her" is not the former head of the Qinglong Gang, nor the superpower Master Wei, nor the two mysterious beauties, but "she" herself.

The smile tightened, and Chu Feng felt that he had already lost.Lost to this person's meticulous thinking, it turned out that it was just a scene before the banquet started.

Indeed, neither Chu Feng nor Leng Wuche had thought about it.

"Is that so?" Leng Wuche suddenly laughed, but it was extremely sad. "That means you've been deceiving me from the very beginning, but I don't understand, Leng Mingche doesn't love you at all..."

"Are you talking about your mental power detection? I admit that you are a genius among the people I have met. I don't know what level you have reached, but you can separate an afterimage as your substitute Investigating is something that many people can't do. But have you ever thought that since your mental power splits out, then what about someone who is stronger than your mental power? That group of purple mist that seems to be indistinct You are simply more famous than you in person, and all of this is just a play I staged according to your expectations."

Chu Yi's tone was indifferent, his voice was hoarse, and he returned to his original voice, but Leng Wuche no longer had the intention to doubt Chu Yi's gender.Letting out a series of mournful sneers, the aura on his body soared, and his whole body was shrouded in purple mist.

"Chu Yi, you are ruthless!"

He laughed at himself for being stupid, thinking that he was extremely smart, but was teased by a woman in the end.He has never loved anyone, and he has grown up in the gloom all his life. He has endured for more than [-] years, and wants to fight against fate at the last moment, but his efforts are ridiculed by others. people in their own world.

Slowly put Leng Pengju down, and said softly: "Dad, wait for me, I will help you fulfill your wish." After saying that, he was about to get up, but Leng Pengju grabbed him.

Said in that weak voice: "Wu Che—I'm sorry—for so many years—I haven't—even—called your name properly, but—you know? In countless—dreams Here, I—always—have been—calling you—”

"Stop talking." Leng Wuche's eyes were covered with water mist, and they were even more swollen and red.

Just like Leng Pengju's love for his son was hidden, Leng Wuche also always felt sorry for his father in his heart.As far as he is concerned, his fate is the same as that of his father.Since the day of Huaxia Kingdom's existence, in the long history, whether it is the past feudal society or the current democratic society, there has always been a habit of standing up for the elders but not the younger ones. It seems that the eldest son will always be the first heir.The great-grandfather established the grandfather as the head of the family, and the grandfather passed it on to the uncle. Even if the uncle died, it would not be the father's turn to take the position, but it would fall to Leng Mingche who should be called the eldest brother.

Fame?wealth?He Leng Wuche is not a vain person, these things are dispensable to him, what he is angry about is the injustice of fate.Grandpa once gave an uncle a fair chance to compete with his father, but grandpa never looked him in the eye. He didn't believe that he couldn't compare to Leng Mingche.

So he hated, not only hated fate, but also hated the Leng family.

The aura on his body became even fiercer, and he wanted to wipe out all the injustices.

"No!" Seemingly knowing what his son was going to do, Leng Pengju immediately restrained himself, "Just now—I tried—with all my strength, he—was—impossible—to survive. It's enough for my father's guilt to be borne by me alone. Finally, I'm relieved. This is the best ending for me. Don't let me down with my heart -"

He absolutely didn't want his son to feel that kind of torment. The so-called don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door.After he single-handedly created the effect of "the head of the Leng family is short-lived", he has been uneasy about his conscience, and he often sees things like "ghosts", or wakes up in the middle of the night and comes to the Leng family's ancestral hall inexplicably, looking at his father. Burning incense in front of the queue with my brother.

So when he saw the tire marks on Leng Mingche's neck, his first reaction was to be possessed by his soul, which was possessed by his second uncle who was killed by Uncle Fu under the guise of him.

This is also the reason why he has always treated his son indifferently, as long as he alone bears all the sins.Anyway, as long as he succeeds, the position of head of the family will belong to his son sooner or later.

Leng Wuche also suddenly understood his father's intentions at this moment. Although he felt sorry for his father before, it was because they had the same fate and a sense of sympathy for each other. But now it seems that his father has been using this special way to protect him.

"But you haven't succeeded yet, you're only one step away. I won't move Leng Mingche, but this woman can't do it. I will never keep her again!"

Destroy if you can't get it, this is Leng Wuche's thought at the moment.Now that he has this murderous intent, let her disappear, or maybe subconsciously he is afraid that he will fall again.

A ball of purple mist gathered and formed a ball in the palm of his hand. The next moment, he had already launched an attack on Chu Yi. Instead of directly attacking Chu Yi, it spread rapidly, baring his fangs like a ghost, and devouring the thin and thin air on Chu Yi's body. of cyan.

Laughing maniacally: "If I'm not mistaken, the blue light you just emitted should be your internal energy? How much did you use for him? 8% or 9%? Do you want to protect Leng Mingche? Then If you die, that ball of internal energy will also disappear, can he still live?"

My father may be right. If he kills his elder brother, there may be some shadows in the future, even if he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Chu Yi's face darkened. Leng Wuche's analysis was quite correct. At this moment, he can be said to have no defensive power at all. As for the attack power, he is not sure that he can surpass Leng Wuche. Is it over here?Just as he was thinking about what to do, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Then try it."

He looked back in surprise, who else could it be if it wasn't Leng Mingche.

He had already got up from the ground, although he was still a little weak, but he was much better than the silence just now.

"You, are you alright?" Leng Wuche's pupils dilated in disbelief.

Leng Pengju was even more astonished than Leng Wuche, for a moment his weak breath became smooth, "How is it possible? That giant's blow can destroy heaven and earth!"

"So what? You still can't beat me to death." Leng Mingche moved his neck a few times, but the tread marks still remained.

Reflected in Leng Pengju's eyes, it became a symbol of panic, "You—you are a ghost, and I used brute force to attack the ghost?"

"A ghost? You really should be in awe, in awe of the second grandpa who went mad and died under the guise of Forbe's hand in Xuelian Gengli, the grandfather who was poisoned to death with chronic poison, and the one who regarded you as a brother." But you regard the father as the enemy, you should be the one who died in that accident, right? It’s a pity that your father helped you, but you didn’t know it.”

Leng Mingche's voice was suffocatingly cold, counting Leng Pengju's crimes in detail.