Chapter 3535 The Thing Is With Me

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As Elder Yang spoke, he looked at the black-robed man: "Even if you kill them all, they won't be able to hand over the thing you want. Since that is the case, why bother shedding blood? Moreover, it's obvious that the Yu Family are not your opponents, isn't it beneath your status to kill people who are not your opponents?"

Bai Li Bowen's lips twitched as he listened to Elder Yang's words. Talking to those murderers about status, what was Elder Yang thinking?

"Well, I agree with that."

An indifferent voice drifted over and startled everyone. The Yu Family, Elder Yang and Bai Li Bowen were even more shocked when they heard the voice.

Hadn't they already left? Why were they still here?

Having recovered from his surprise, Patriarch Yu became worried. There were hundreds of people here, and the strength of those people were obviously different from the people who had ambushed them on the way. Just the strength of the twelve people around the black-robed man were unfathomable. Would Master Ling and Madam Ling stand a chance of winning against so many people?

Elder Yang looked towards the voice and saw two figures standing on a roof not far away, clear against the night drop.

The woman was dressed in azure clothes, her looks ordinary and demeanour indifferent. Her presence was visible at a glance. The man behind her was dressed in dark clothes and he had a big beard on his face so one was unable to see his face clearly, but could feel that his aura was very cold.

"Madam Ling, didn't you leave? Why are you back?" Elder Yang was surprised when he saw her. There were hundreds of people here waiting for the heirloom that she had taken, and yet she actually came back here? Wouldn't a normal person leave immediately after hearing the news? Why did this person do things so differently from ordinary people?

The black-robed man stared at the two people who had appeared suddenly. After a glance, he narrowed his eyes and asked: "Madam Ling? The woman Yu Chengde has been speaking of?"

Feng Jiu didn't even look at the black-robed man, instead, she smiled at Elder Yang and said: "We were wandering about the west side of the city and had planned to leave tomorrow, but we didn't expect to hear that someone had come to the Yu Family looking for the treasure that is already in my hands."

As she spoke, she turned over her hand and an eight trigram mirror appeared in her palm. She threw it in the air, and the eight trigram mirror fell back into her palm: "Are you looking for this thing?"

At this time, Patriarch Yu's breath was caught in his throat. Was Madam Ling tired of living? She actually took out the mirror and played with it in front of them? She was seeking death!

The black-robed man stared at the eight trigram mirror that she was throwing around in her hand, the sun and moon pattern and the eight trigram shape of the mirror was very clear in the night. At one glance, he knew that it was the eight trigram mirror that he was looking for.

He glanced at Yu Chengde and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you to be willing to hand over such a treasure to a woman of unknown origins."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the hundreds of black-robed men that were surrounding the Yu Manor changed directions instantly and with a quick movement of their bodies, they surrounded the two people who were standing on a roof not far away.

"The both of you must be the ones who killed so many of my people along the way!" The black-robed man said sinisterly, his bloodthirsty eyes were like poisonous snakes as he stared at the two people in front of him.