Chapter 499

"Ding! Defeat the ancient martial arts strong, Xingyiquan inheritor, martial arts ability + 1! "

"Ding! Sudden * * body limit, breakthrough ability + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level! "

Night Hong is enjoying the pleasure of victory, but suddenly move in his ear.

The noise came from afar as if someone was approaching.

Although the battle with Ji Yueling mausoleum took place on the beach in front of the night food.

But because the movement is too big, must have attracted other people's attention.

Night Hong eyebrows a wrinkle, a carp straightened up to stand up, then left the place, disappeared on the beach.

...

late at night, Jijia, Canghai district.

Or that piece of old-fashioned house, but the sadness that it sends out is far more than a few days ago.

Because of a bad news, spread all over the Ji family --

several ancestors and former owners of Ji Yueling, failed to challenge Yehong and returned with serious injuries!

I'm still in a coma.

Not long ago, the young master of the Ji family was just beaten into an idiot. It was not long before, and the old master suffered such a terrible situation.

Can't it be that God is going to kill their Ji family?!

The room of Ji Yue mausoleum was full of people at this time.

The owners of each branch of the Ji family, the elders of the martial arts hall, the martial arts instructors and the descendants of the Ji family all gathered in the room.

Some people were excited, some were sad, some were angry, some were numb...

they all looked at the bloodless Ji Yue mausoleum on the bed.

Beside Ji Yueling, his personal doctor is helping him stop bleeding.

But as soon as he put on the bandage, the bandage was immediately soaked with blood.

The doctor was so busy that he had more and more cold sweat on his face.

"No, the medical conditions in the family are not enough. We must send old Ji to the hospital as soon as possible."

The doctor's face was full of anxiety and said to those Ji's children.

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A faint sound came from the bed.

I don't know when Ji Yueling has opened her turbid eyes.

Oriental is the doctor's surname.

People only know that the doctor's surname is Dongfang, but they have long forgotten his name. Over the years, they have always used the eastern name.

Ji Yueling, known as the doctor of the East, said sadly, "but...

Ji Yueling shook his head and stopped the East's words.

"I know my injury.

Yehong's fist strength has already broken my internal organs.

Even if it's Dara Jinxian, it can't save me. "

Hearing Ji Yueling Ling's words, a sadness suddenly enveloped the room.

Ji Yueling's manner is much better than just now, and his words are much more concise.

But the more so, the more sorrowful they were.

As anyone knows, this is a reflection of the past.

Ji Yue mausoleum swept a dense crowd of people and ordered: "after my death... You must not help me revenge!

If you want revenge, you must do something first! "

Ji Yueling's eyes suddenly became lax, and his breath quickly weakened.

"You have to... Learn the eight character skill...

to find... Yehong... Newspaper..."

before the words fall, Ji Yueling's head is crooked and his hands are unable to fall down.

"Ancestor

The earth shaking howl suddenly broke the silence of the night sky.

The East sighed silently and wiped his eyes wet.

As everyone knows, on this ordinary New Year's day night, a generation of ancient martial arts legends fell.

Ji Yueling was defeated by an unknown young man.

He was seventy-three years old.