Chapter 1081 I will protect the Yin family!

Yin Zhiqiang held Yin Geping's hand, panting, and gritted his teeth and said: "Geping, Yin, the Yin family is in your hands, you...you must protect it..."

Every time he spoke, some blood would flow out of his mouth.

Yin Geping hugged his body, his eyes red: "Okay, please stop talking and save your energy."

Yin Zhiqiang shook his head: "I can't do it anymore. Actually...all these years, I have always been proud of you. What happened between you and your mother has nothing to do with you. You have suffered so much over the years."

"Please stop talking, stop talking..." Yin Geping finally burst into tears.

He could tell from his father's words that his father was leaving his last words.

Yin Zhiqiang stared at his son, his eyes full of pity and regret.

It would be a lie to say that over the years, I had not taken my anger out on him because of Yin Geping's mother.

But he knew that this son who had been estranged for many years but had always been in his heart had never let him down.

As if he had realized something, Yin Zhiqiang's eyes suddenly widened.

He was holding Yin Zhiqiang's hand, which was shaking violently: "Answer...promise me that you must protect the Yin family!"

Yin Geping also knew what was going on. He hugged his father tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as I'm alive, I will protect the Yin family!"

Hearing his son's promise, Yin Zhiqiang's body completely relaxed and his pupils dilated rapidly.

His mouth opened and closed slightly.

"Ge... Ping..."

The faint voice was full of regret, pity, and pride.

The person in my arms stopped moving and didn't even breathe.

Yin Geping hugged him with a dazed look on his face. Looking closely at his eyes, there was emptiness.

…

Afternoon, Hidden City.

The competition at the monks' conference has ended.

In other words, it was forced to end.

The current monks' conference is in chaos, with frequent screams and fighting sounds.

Many parties were caught in a melee.

Time goes back half an hour.

At that time, a cultivator from the Yinyue Sect was fighting on the stage. The two of them were fighting with fancy moves, you hit me and I hit you, like they were playing house, and the fight was endless and could not end this meaningless fight.

Before long, the monks' conference was surrounded by people.

The Yinyue Sect disciples on the stage saw the people surrounding them approaching, as if they had received a signal.

He no longer teased his opponents on purpose, but instead subdued them with one move, brutally killed them, and then rushed off the stage and began to slaughter other innocent monks indiscriminately.

Other disciples of Yinyue Sect also took action, and together with the people who surrounded the monks' conference, they killed all the people who were invited to attend the monks' conference.

No one noticed that during the fight, a small group of people were quickly moving towards Gu Jin and An Mingji.

The leader was none other than Alan.

He led his men to quickly approach the front row of the arena.

Soon, Allen and his men stood in front of An Mingji, and he raised his hand and saluted respectfully.

"Master, we are late!"

These people are the psychics of the Darwin family. There are about thirty of them, and they quickly supported An Mingji, Gu Jin and others.

An Mingji raised his eyelids, glanced at the people behind Ai Lu, and said casually: "Not too early, not too late, the time is just right."

This meant no blame, and Alan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was bringing people over, he ran into a group of people and it took some time to clear them out.

Fortunately, they arrived just as the fight began, preventing the head of the family and Gu Jin from having to do it themselves.

The monks' meeting fell into chaos, and many innocent monks were killed. Yu Shuo and others could not sit still: "Master, should we take action?"

Gu Jin smiled: "No one is stopping you, go if you want."

(End of this chapter)