Seeing that his troops on his side could not resist Ling Yun at all, He Caitong knew that he was too hard, so he changed to being soft.

But he is very confident.

He Yuqiong was also stunned after hearing this, but when she was in the villa, she heard the surrender master say that her grandfather was now a living dead person. He immediately knew that He Caitong was lying to her and was furious: "You are talking nonsense..."

"Miss He..."

Ling Yun spoke at this time: "Don't be impatient. Since your uncle asked us to go in, then let's go in and take a look first."

He Yuqiong didn't know what was going on with his grandfather now, but Ling Yun knew it very well. He was not in a hurry at all and planned to go into the house first and talk about it when he saw the old man.

Ling Yun had spoken, and He Yuqiong naturally obeyed. She stopped talking and silently followed Ling Yun towards the room ahead.

"Wang Chongxiao, Edward, you two come into the house with me. After seeing Mr. He later, you must keep an eye on him with all your strength and protect his safety."

"Jester, you will be responsible for protecting Miss He later!"

Before Ling Yun entered the house, he used divine thoughts to transmit all the arrangements.

He had to do this because the enemy's main masters were all in this house at this moment, surrounded by powerful enemies, extremely dangerous!

The next moment, he walked into the living room of the vacation house with He Yuqiong, Wang Chongxiao, Edward, Jester and others.

"grandfather?!"

As soon as He Yuqiong entered the house, he was completely shocked!

Mr. He Wencan was indeed in the living room. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair and his old face was a little depressed, his eyes were open and he looked very clear at first glance.

When he saw Ling Yun and others coming in, he actually grinned, pretending to be saying hello, and holding the wheelchair armrests with both hands, as if he wanted to stand up.

"Yuqiong, are you back?"

He Wencan nodded when he heard He Yuqiong calling him, and grinned.

But this smile is a little too stiff.

"Grandpa, you...you recognize me? It's really good?"

He Yuqiong almost didn't believe her eyes, so she quickly took a few steps, rushed to the old man, and burst into tears.

She was so excited.

"Ahem, Yuqiong, good boy, I have been well for more than ten days. I have eaten well and slept soundly now. Everything is fine, so you don't have to worry."

"I heard that some time ago, you went to Beijing to buy medicine for me. How about it, have you bought that medicine?"

Although He Yuqiong was crying, she was also observing He Wencan carefully. However, she was excited, but she didn't think anything unusual about the old man.

He heard the old man’s question, He Yuqiong quickly wiped his tears and nodded: “Grandpa, I bought you the medicine and invited someone who can cure you. But I didn’t expect that I would be late…”

He Wencan grinned again, and he slowly raised his arm and pointed to the person sitting on the sofa next to him: "It doesn't matter, grandpa is much better now, I can recover from health. Thanks to the master you invited back from, he is grandpa's life-saving benefactor. You should thank him for it for me."

He Yuqiong was busy asking about the old man's physical condition, and he didn't care about anything else for a while.

This is human nature, because everything in front of you cannot be faked. The person in the wheelchair is indeed her grandfather He Wencan.

But Ling Yun, since he entered the house, never spoke, but looked at the "master" on the sofa as if nothing had happened!

This house is very big, at least 200 square meters. In the huge living room, He Wencan is not the only one.

On the west side of the living room, there were more than 30 people at this moment. They were divided into four rows, sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with their eyes closed, and without saying a word.

Among these people, there are seven or eight pure ancient martial arts practitioners, and each of them has a realm far beyond those that Ling Yun killed outside just now.

The other twenty people, without exception, were all spiritual practitioners. They sat cross-legged, their lips kept opening and closing, and their mouths were muttering and muttering.

Although Ling Yun was not sure whether these spiritual cultivation masters were surrendering masters or witchcraft masters, he could see through the realm of these people at a glance!

There are more than 20 spiritual cultivators, each of whom is not below the three spiritual cultivators who were monitoring He Yuqiong at the time. They are all above the fifth level of the magical power realm, and even the four or five people in the first row have the strength to practice the nine levels of Qi!

Even Ling Yun couldn't figure out how could a mere He family find such a terrifying lineup? But with his current cultivation level, he would not take these people seriously.

The one who really made Ling Yun a little afraid was the master sitting upright on the sofa next to He Wencan!

Ling Yun could not even see the other party’s realm!

Ling Yun knew that a person who could not see the cultivation level could at least have the strength of the late stage of foundation building, so after entering the house, he deliberately gave his back to the more than 30 masters behind him, but pretended to be nothing but stared at the master on the sofa.

If what you expected is not bad, this is the Kunba master mentioned by the Feitou Master.

The master was very short, with gray-black skin, dry and thin, and his skin was sagging. He wore a monk's robe like a Nanyang monk, sat upright on the sofa, turning a blind eye to Ling Yun and others coming in. It was not until He Wencan introduced him that he folded his hands together and owed his body slightly.

"Thank you, Master, for your great kindness... Our He family will definitely repay you with all our strength..."

He Yuqiong bent down respectfully at the master.

The master smiled and nodded slowly, shook his head again, but still refused to respond. That look really made people want to go up and kick him in the face.

"Yuqiong, it's right to do this. Grandpa finally didn't love you in vain, but..."

He Wencan suddenly changed his tone: "Yuqiong, these days you left, grandpa has been thinking about it and feels that you are really too young now. It is still too difficult for you to be the heir of our He family! So grandpa now tells you that it is more suitable for your uncle to give it to him!"

He Yuqiong was suddenly stunned!

"Grandpa, why are you..."

He Wencan's eyes glared at this time, and a fierce light seemed to appear on his old face: "Yuqiong, you still need to exercise for a few more years. When your uncle thinks that your ability is enough, he will hand over the power of the family to you..."

At this time, He Caitong's proud voice came from outside the door: "Now you have seen it, have you heard it? Yuqiong, this is what your grandfather said to you in person, do you listen or not?"

Ling Yun sneered, thinking that after waiting for a long time, he finally revealed the fox's tail!

He suddenly took a step forward, stood between He Yuqiong and He Wencan, raised his hand and patted He Wencan on the shoulder: "Old man, I have just recovered from a serious illness. I have said so much at once. It's time to take a rest, right?"

Before he finished speaking, he said it soon!

Lingyun's divine thought moved, and the Qingying Flying Sword and Yin-Yang Gangqi Sword were sacrificed at the same time!

A green shadow and a gray light stabbed at the master's body at the same time!
Chapter completed!