At night, outside the largest sea-view villa group in the eastern part of the East, Yeling walked in a dark grass in a black thumping.

There is hatred not to spend the night, the night is not an enemy, Shen Yunfeng is already iron heart to kill himself, this feeling makes Ye Ling very uncomfortable.

“The rich will enjoy it!”Sitting on a high slope, Ye Ling put down the telescope can not help but Tucao, not far from a huge villa is Shen Yunfeng's house.

This is also money and wealth revealed to him, otherwise Ye Ling really can not find Shen Yunfeng's residence!

I can only see a sea view villa in front covers an area of at least 5,000 square meters, what tennis courts, swimming pools, lawns, gardens and so on, so that Ye Ling's eyes are actually there is a slip of long legs on the side of the pool.

In the current era of single dogs, these rich people have so many beauty resources, how does this make other men live?

Observing the guards around him, Ye Ling chose a small pavilion behind the wall to enter, but when he just wanted to turn over the wall, suddenly a voice stopped his movement.

“Children, it is not polite to turn over the wall!”

“Ah!”Hearing this voice Ye Ling faltered, because he had just observed that there was no one in the wall at his immediate point of view.

But when the middle-of-the-nation appeared at this time, he did not feel any wind and grass.

"At a young age, there are already two-order cultivation, which is good!"The middle-class man was wearing a white shirt, and at this time, he looked at Ye Ling with a folding fan and smiling.

“Tell me who your master is, maybe we know.”The middle-of-the-road look is very kind, giving people a very close feeling, always with a smile when they speak.

"The old man may be disappointed, my master I don't know what the name is!"Seeing that the middle-aged people were so polite, Ye Ling had to make a hand salute.

“Yes!”After saying that the middle-aged man will fold the fan, and then pointed to the stool inside the pavilion, "meeting is fate, small friends come in and sit down!"

“Good!”Ye Ling looked down and thought, the other side's strength is probably beyond the king's, if you want to deal with yourself do not need to be so on their own.

Thinking of Yeling jumping directly onto the wall here, he jumped in on the iron fence, but before he could wait for him to land, he felt a strong force rushed over.

“Fuck off!”Ye Ling was surprised, because the middle-aged man had already brought the folding fan in his hand to the point of his chest, although he still had a smile on his face, but he could feel a strong killing force.

Bam!

Even if it was blocked by a dragon's sword, Ye Ling felt a rush of blood, and the whole person was hit on the wall behind him.

“My friend’s baby is a lot!”The middle-age man saw that Ye Ling actually had a space ring, and the knife in his hand was also a good thing.

“Come on, let’s talk again!”After saying that the middle-age man smiled, and then again with a folding fan to the Yeling forced over.

Oh, hey!

Although the middle-age people said very polite, but the gesture on the hand is not at all polite, each attack is aimed at the key parts of Yeling.

Oh yeah!

However, just two strokes of Yeling felt that middle-age people, whether it was speed or strength, far exceeded themselves.

Taking advantage of the middle-life man's return to a block, Ye Ling waved the dragon's knife in his hand, and then turned around and turned to the outside of the wall.

“Little friend, just talk, why do you have to run so fast?”As soon as the voice fell, Ye Ling had already felt a cold cold behind him.

Oh, hey!

Hush!

After landing, Yeling felt a hot pain in the back, and the middle-class man had jumped on the wall, and did not wait for Ye Ling to react and kill again.

“Your father!”Ye Ling was surprised, where is he, the middle-age man stepped down directly on his neck with one foot.

Oh yeah!

Too late to think about it, Ye Ling quickly cut the dragon knife on top of the past, the whole person took the opportunity to roll on the ground before standing up.

Call!

But the middle-aged man did not give him a chance at all, folded the fan to open the dragon trodden knife, the left hand was slapped on the back of Yeling, Ye Ling instantly lifted up by the car like a car hit.

Hush!

“Hush!”Just landed on the spit out a mouthful of blood, Ye Ling's heart secretly anxious, today is kicked to the iron plate, did not expect the Shen family actually has a master to sit in the town.

"Children, your cultivation is good, the weapon is also good, that is, the practice is worse!"The middle-life still had a smiley face, but the folding fan in his hand had already killed the key parts of Yeling.

Ye Ling just wanted to use the dragon's knife to block, but the middle-class man's speed was too fast, and he kicked his dragon's knife to one side.

Oh, hey!

The folding fan directly into Yeling's shoulder, and while piercing it, a sharp knife popped into his folding fan.

“Yes!I love that look at you.”The middle-aged man is still a smiley face, "desperate and helpless look, very good!"

“You’ll always have that look, and see you in the next life.”After saying that the middle-age man pulled out the folding fan, and then threw it down the neck of Yeling again.

“I fucked your father!”Ye Ling felt that death was so close for the first time, but how could he give up so easily when he died once.

Instantly turned the head aside, sideways on the ground, and then held the dragon's knife in both hands to the middle-age man's lower plate and split the past.

Hmm!

The folding fan directly into Ye Ling's arm, the middle-aged man actually jumped up and evaded Yeling's dragon saliva, but the calf was also split a small mouth.

Oh yeah!

“Hush!Your son is funny!”One foot on the right hand of Ye Ling on the ground, the middle-of-the-life man grasped the folding fan and wringing a few times, and then squinted at Ye Ling.

“You’ve been the first person to get hurt in so many years, and you’re proud enough!”

“I am proud of your second Lord!”This middle-class man is really disgusting, to kill to kill, but to pretend to be a good husband.

Although there was a smile on his face, at this time in Yeling's eyes, this smile became the most disgusting expression for him.

“I like you more and more!”The middle-aged people are not angry, still smiling at Ye Ling, and the folding fan in their hands is constantly twisting, and the wounds on Ye Ling's arm are getting bigger and bigger.

Laugh at you for paralysis!”Suddenly Ye Ling endured the sharp pain, lifted his right arm, and lost the face of the middle-age man with the silver needle in his hand.

“Ah!”The middle-age man was surprised, because the silver needle was too small, and quickly loosened the hand that grabbed the folding fan and jumped behind, because Ye Ling had just lost at least 50 silver needles.

Hmm!

“Ah!”Ye Ling's left hand quickly pulled out the folding fan on his right arm, and his hands clasped hard toward the middle-age man's calf.

Oh, hey!

Ye Ling seemed to hear the knocking sound of the tip of the knife on the calf bone, but before he was happy, the middle-life raised his left foot and kicked him out.

Hmmmm!The whole of Yeling was kicked out more than ten meters away and fell directly into the sea not far away.