She is in a trance now, and her whole body is in extreme pain, she can't use her strength, and she has forgotten the existence of Zhao Miaomiao.
Just pulling Father Yun hard, Father Yun's body kept sliding down. Yun Xiyao supported Father Yun with her back, and dragged Father Yun's body forcibly towards the outside step by step.
"WuuuuuuuuuuuuuDaddy" Yun Xiyao's tears fell to the ground in large quantities, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.
It took her a lot of effort to drag Father Yun's body out, and as soon as she returned to the room, Yun Xiyao lost her strength and fell on the floor.
Father Yun's body fell sideways with a bang and hit the floor.
"Father!" Yun Xiyao groaned.
The people outside the house heard the crying and pushed the door open.
"What's the matter? What's the matter with the Patriarch?" Everyone was horrified.
"Miss, what the hell is going on? How could the head of the family behave like this?"
Father Yun Wu stepped forward to check his pulse, and shook his head at everyone.
"Yao'er, what's going on here? Where did you find the Patriarch? Why did the Patriarch pass away? And what's going on with his injuries all over his body?"
"I don't know." Yun Xiyao murmured, the tears on her face slipped from her cheeks and hit the floor.
"How can this be done?"
"Looking at the appearance of the Patriarch, it looks like he was murdered? Look at that face, who hates him so much and wants to scratch his face like this?"
"And the blood hole on that body"
Listening to everyone's discussion, Yun Xiyao stood up from the ground with difficulty, and said expressionlessly, "Which one of you killed my father?"
"Miss, don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with us."
"Yes, we don't know anything. Didn't you find the body yourself?"
"I ask you, which one of you killed my father? Stand up!" Yun Xiyao shouted loudly, pulling out her dagger and waving it at the crowd.
Those people quickly avoided.
"Yao'er, the matter has not been found out yet, so don't mess around!" Father Yun Wu stretched out his hand to grab Yun Xiyao's hand and persuaded him.
"Find out what? Don't you all want my father to die? Don't you all want to take my father's place? Let me tell you, don't dream! My father is dead, and this seat is mine! This is the Yun Family The rules! I will kill the person who killed my father!" Yun Xiyao's eyes were red and she lost her mind.
"I will kill you all today, and be my father's company!" Yun Xiyao's resentful eyes flicked across everyone's faces like poisonous snakes.
Finally, it stopped on Zhao Miaomiao's face, "Qingtong! Kill them for me! No one will be left!"
Zhao Miaomiao moved when he heard the sound, and the silver sword moved out, dancing a sword flower in the crowd, forcing those people back a few steps.
Those people's faces changed, and they all shouted and cursed.
"Miss, don't go too far, this matter has nothing to do with us. Since you want to kill us!"
"That's right, don't rely on your own status to be lawless! Whoever killed your father you go to!"
"We're sorry about the Patriarch, but now is not the time to kill each other!"
Zhao Miaomiao's silver sword flashed again, stabbing quickly among the crowd, forcing them out of the room.
"Yao'er, what are you doing? This matter needs to be investigated slowly! Don't mess around!" Father Yun Wu looked sad.
Father Yun was his elder brother, and he was heartbroken to see such a tragic situation.
"Third uncle, my father is dead! It must be their fault!" Yun Xiyao cried.
"Yao'er, tell Qingtong to stop quickly. Now that the Patriarch is dead, you are the future Patriarch. Doing so will lose people's hearts! Third Uncle will help you, and will definitely find the real culprit for you." (Remember this website URL : www.hlnovel.com