The entire second volume of the Dragon Emperor Martial God was about the struggle for supremacy between clans, and the roar of dragons throughout the nine continents. Now, the climax had arrived! The family hegemony had begun!
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"Kill who?" Ling Yong was stunned.
"Ling Hao's follower, Zhao Ping." Ling Yun smiled.
Hearing that it was to kill Zhao Ping, Ling Yong's face immediately turned gloomy, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes: "It's him? Did you catch him? "
Ling Yun nodded. "Cui Lao sent someone to catch him last night."
"I'll go kill him myself!"
Ling Yong snatched the black gold knife from Ling Yun's hand and held it in his hand. He was filled with a murderous aura as he dashed to the backyard.
Zhao Ping was just like his name. His height and appearance were very ordinary. He was the kind of person that people couldn't remember his face no matter where he was.
At this moment, he was tied up by the Ling family's loyalists and kneeling in a corner of the eighth courtyard of the Ling family's ancestral home. His face was ashen.
Zhao Ping had long known that Ling Hao's plan had failed. He had a bad premonition and found an excuse to leave Ling Hao before July. That was how he managed to escape Ling Hao's pursuit.
He didn't expect Ling Hao to be beheaded by Ling Yun's flying sword. The Ling family's loyalists found him overnight and brought him back to the Ling family.
Zhao Ping knew that he knew too many of Ling Hao's secrets. If anything happened to Ling Hao, he would definitely die.
Most of the guests, servants, and followers in this world were like that. If something happened to their master, they wouldn't have a good ending.
Ling Yun and Ling Yong came to the backyard and listened to Zhao Ping's story. Ling Yong's face was ashen.
Especially … Ling Yong heard that Ling Hao had mortgaged the Ling family's courtyard to Ye Tianshui in order to kill Ling Yun. Ling Yong was furious when he heard about the matchmaking between Ye Tianshui and Ling Xiu!
"Ling Hao deserved to die!"
One of the main reasons why Ling Yong was furious was because of his elder sister, Ling Xiu.
Ling Hao and Ling Yong's mother passed away when they were young. Although Ling Xiu was their cousin, she was still at home. It could be said that he was even closer to the two of them than he was to his own two younger brothers. It could be said that in Ling Yong's eyes, besides his father, Ling Xiu was the closest person to him in the entire Ling Family.
How could Ling Yong not be angry that Ling Hao had done such a thing?
"However, if it wasn't for all of you sneaky people egging him on every day, I wouldn't have been able to do anything to him. If he were to fight for the position of Family Head, Ling Hao wouldn't have walked further and further down the wrong path until he ended up like this! "
"So …"
Ling Yong raised the black gold saber in his hand and swung it lightly. His killing intent surged!
"You can die with him!"
The blade of the black gold saber slashed down at Zhao Ping's neck!
Puff!
Zhao Ping's head was sent flying by the black gold saber. After it fell to the ground, it rolled far away. An arrow of blood spurted out from the cut on his neck. Sprinkled in the air.
From the beginning to the end, Ling Yun didn't say a single word to Zhao Ping. It was the same in Qingshui City and the Ling Family.
There was no need.
Ling Yong finished the killing. He didn't even look at Zhao Ping's corpse. He waited for the blood in the black gold saber to drip down before instructing the Ling Family's men of sacrifice, "Hurry up and get rid of his corpse. It's annoying to look at."
When the Ling Family's men of sacrifice brought Zhao Ping's corpse away and there was no one around, Ling Yong patted Ling Yun's shoulder. "Brother, I understand why you brought me here. Don't worry, and tell Grandpa and Uncle not to worry. I, Ling Yong, know right from wrong. Whether it's now or in the future, I won't hold a grudge against you."
"As for my father, even if he's worried about Ling Hao and can't think straight, I'll go and persuade him."
Ling Yong was Ling Zhen's son. Of course, he knew Ling Zhen's character and temper very well. He was straightforward and said the same thing.
"Brother, I think you already know that Ling Hao's name has been removed from the Ling Family's genealogy. You've lost a biological brother, but you've gained a biological brother."
"From now on, you're my biological brother!"
The two brothers stood in the courtyard, patting each other's shoulders and looking at each other with a smile.
Meanwhile, in Ling Lie's room in the ninth courtyard of the Ling Family, Ling Lie and his two sons listened attentively to the conversation between the two brothers and nodded in satisfaction.
On the matter of Ling Yun killing Ling Hao, Ling Yong was reasonable and knew right from wrong. The Ling Family didn't fall into chaos, and the storm was finally over.
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After witnessing Zhao Ping's death, Ling Yun knew that the matter between him and Ling Hao was over.
However, he and Ling Yong didn't leave the eighth courtyard. Instead, they went straight to the Ling Family's dungeon, where Si Kongtu and the other prisoners were kept.
Since Ling Hao was dead, and Ling Zhen was no longer the head of the Ling Family and was not in the Ling Family's ancestral home, the dungeon and the prisoners in it were no longer a secret to the Ling Family.
Ling Yong and the rest needed to understand Ling Yun and the Ling Family. Now that all the direct descendants of the Ling Family had advanced to the Xiantian Realm, Ling Yun wanted them to grow as soon as possible.
He was now the head of the Ling Family. The stronger the Ling Family was, the better it was for him. As long as the Ling Family could unite and advance together, the rise of the Ling Family would be unstoppable!
When he arrived at the dungeon, it could be said that Ling Yun used all his means in front of Ling Yong. He taught the Sikong Tu father and son a good lesson. His unimaginably terrifying methods left the Sikong Tu father and son in a state where they could neither live nor die. Ling Yong, who was watching from the side, was frightened and sweating profusely.
Only then did Ling Yong realize how coldly Ling Yun treated his nemesis. He was actually glad that Ling Hao had been killed by Ling Yun in one move.
It turned out that the Lingyun Flying Sword's instant killing of Ling Hao was actually giving him a quick death.
After dealing with Si Kongtu and his son, Ling Yun didn't hesitate to take out a few Healing Talismans to treat their external injuries. He didn't want them to die from the torture.
After that, Ling Yun stood up and said expressionlessly, "Si Kongtu, I've said it before. All the pain and pain you've brought to our family, I'll make you pay for it a thousand times over!
"Just take it slowly!"
Ling Yun and Ling Yong left the dungeon without looking back. Ling Yun didn't even bother to go to the room where Chen Sen and Black Three were locked up.
Ling Yun didn't even bother to go to the room where Chen Sen and Black Three were locked up. They were already dead. There was no need for him to deal with them.
However, just a moment ago. In the process of Ling Yun dealing with Si Kongtu and his son, just the screams of the two had already scared Chen Sen and Hei San to the point of wetting their pants. The kind of worry and fear that they did not know when it would be their turn was not any easier than the physical torture.
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At noon, all the juniors of the Ling Family appeared in Ling Lie's courtyard, saying that they wanted to come to Grandpa's place for a meal. They surrounded Ling Lie like butterflies, presenting gifts to Ling Lie one by one. Every word that came out of their mouths made Grandpa Ling happy. This made Grandpa Ling's frown gradually relax.
The house was filled with children and grandchildren.
This was, of course, carefully planned by this group of juniors. The leader was the eldest sister of the Ling Family, Ling Xiu. They wanted to get rid of the gloomy atmosphere in the Ling Family as soon as possible and fade the incident of Ling Yun killing Ling Hao from everyone's minds.
Ling Yun was naturally there as well. He looked at Ling Xiu, who was busy trying to make Grandpa happy. His heart was filled with gratitude.
Of course, Ling Yun understood that everything Ling Xiu did was for his younger brother, who had just returned to the family and become the head of the Ling Family.
He had lived two lives. Ling Yun had never experienced this kind of deep familial care before.
While Ling Xiu was free, Ling Yun took advantage of the opportunity and used Secret Telepathy to say, "Big Sister, thank you."
Ling Xiu immediately turned her head and glared at Ling Yun with her beautiful eyes. She also used Secret Telepathy to say, "Rascal, how dare you say thank you to Big Sister. Are you asking for a beating?"
Ling Yun smiled.
At noon, the relaxed Ling Lie specially asked Cui Lao to arrange for the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous meal for this group of filial juniors.
After two in the afternoon, Ling Xiao and Ling Yue came to Ling Lie's courtyard without waiting for Ling Yun and the rest to leave.
Ling Yue respectfully said to Ling Lie, "Father, I have already arranged for us to sweep the ancestral graves in the afternoon."
On the night of the 14th of July, the Ling Family was paying respects to their ancestors in the ancestral hall. However, today was the 15th of July, the Ghost Festival. According to tradition, the Ling Family still had to sweep the ancestral graves.
Ling Lie nodded. "Yes, when is your big brother coming?"
Ling Lie was naturally asking about his eldest son, Ling Zhen.
Ling Yue said seriously, "Big Brother said he will be here soon."
Ling Lie sighed slightly. "Alright, once he arrives, our whole family will sweep the ancestral graves and pay our respects to our ancestors."
After two in the afternoon, Ling Zhen finally rushed back to the Ling Family's ancestral home.
At three in the afternoon, the three generations of the Ling Family, from Ling Lie to Ling Yun to Ling Xue, boarded a bus and left the Ling Family's ancestral home. They headed straight for a cemetery in the southwest.
This was the most famous cemetery in Huaxia. It was near the West Fifth Ring Road of Beijing.
The Ling Family's ancestral graves were located there.
Ever since the Ling Family paid respects to their ancestors on the Qingming Festival, this was the first time the entire Ling Family had come out after five months of hibernation!
Of course, there was one less Ling Hao and one more Ling Yun among the people who came to sweep the graves.
When it was close to four in the afternoon, the Ling Family's bus slowly stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Everyone got off the bus.
Ling Yun's hand was held by Ling Lie as they got off the bus.
Of course, this was planned by the Ling Family. They wanted to make use of this opportunity to announce to the world that Ling Yun from Qingshui City had come to the Ling Family and had returned to the family!
The moment they saw Ling Lie and Ling Yun walk out of the car at the same time, the spies that the major families in Beijing had planted at the entrance of the cemetery to wait for the Ling Family for a long time began to move.
Ling Yun finally appeared in public with the Ling Family. The first thing he did was to sweep the Ling Family's graves!
In an instant, Beijing was shaken!
The balance that had been maintained for a long time in Beijing was completely broken. Huaxia was about to be shaken! (To be continued.)
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