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Chapter eight hundred and thirteen good news

"Yes, Venerable." The head of the Death Gate Palace took over the bloody clothes.

Lin Yun went to wake up Ige again, asked him to take out a micro recording pen and hand it over to the head of the Death Gate Palace, and then asked him to go back and report it.

Before sending him away.

"Supreme Elder, Prince Shalai has received the news that you killed me. He will definitely reward him if he is happy. Then you can just go to Gaoli to get some blood. Let him spend a sum of money. If the money delivered to the door is not profitable, it will be useless." Lin Yun reminded.

"Okay Venerable." The head of the Death Gate Palace responded.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the Death Gate Palace smiled bitterly and sighed: "Honor, I told Prince Shalai before that I knew a master named Xuanming, and he asked me to introduce you to him. As a result, you are the one he wants to assassinate. It's really impermanent."

"Is that right?" Lin Yun smiled.

...

Outside the mansion wall.

Second uncle Ibrahi has been waiting for news here.

"It's been twenty minutes, right? Why haven't you come out yet and there's no big noise? What's going on!" Ibri was waiting anxiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the head of the Death Gate Hall jumped out of the wall.

"Sect Master!"

When Ibrey saw the leader, he hurriedly met him.

"Sect Master, what's wrong? Is that guy solved it?" Ibri asked anxiously.

"It's been resolved, this is his clothes."

Ibrahi said, taking out his bloody clothes.

"Haha, OK! That's great!" Ibri smiled happily after seeing the bloody clothes.

"Let's go, let's go back and report the eldest prince. He will definitely be very happy after hearing this news." Ibri was very excited.

...

In Prince Shalai's mansion.

Although it was almost one o'clock in the morning, he was still waiting for news in the living room.

At this time, Prince Shalai was walking around the house, anxious, nervous and expectant.

At the gate.

Ibri led the head of the Death Gate Palace and walked here.

"Didi!"

When passing through the detection door of the mansion, the alarm sounded.

"Old sir, the alarm is ringing, we will search you." The two gate guards said to the head of the Death Gate Hall.

When the head of the Death Gate Palace heard this, his heart suddenly became tight.

After all, I have a recorder on my body, and it will be troublesome if I am searched.

"Non-no, who is I? How can you wait for a villain to search for me?" The head of the Death Gate Palace scolded him with a face.

"Old sir, this is the rule of the mansion. We only need one minute. Please cooperate." said the two guards.

"Okay, OK, the head of the sect is the one I invited, so there must be no problem. You two get out of here!" The second uncle Ibri urged impatiently.

Ibrahi is now anxious to inform Prince Shalai of the good news, and of course he doesn't want to waste time here.

"This is."

The two guards could only nod and then give way out.

Immediately afterwards, Ibrahi led the head and hurriedly ran in.

In the living room.

"Big Prince, good news! Good news!"

Before Ibrahi could come in, the voice had already been heard.

When Prince Shalai heard this, his face suddenly showed joy.

"What good news? Did you kill that bastard Lin Yun?!" Prince Shalai asked anxiously.

"That's right! The head of the sect has killed Lin Yun!" Ibri said excitedly.

"Really...really?"

Such good news made Prince Shalai feel like he was dreaming, and even a little unbelievable.

"It's absolutely impossible to be wrong. Look, this is Lin Yun's coat." Ibrahi took out the bloody clothes.

"It's true!" Prince Shalai completely believed it after seeing the bloody clothes.

He had seen Lin Yun wear this dress. In his opinion, if Lin Yun had not been killed, it would be impossible to take off his clothes.

Therefore, the authenticity of the news can be determined by relying on the blood cloak.

"Haha, okay! That's great! Lin Yun, you bastard, finally died! I've been waiting for this day for too long! I finally waited for it today, haha!"

Prince Shalai laughed happily, his face full of joy and excitement.

For Prince Shalai, he had long wanted to kill Lin Yun, but Lin Yun was much more powerful than he thought, which made him unable to achieve it.

And now, it's finally realized.

"Haha! Lin Yun, you didn't expect that I would win! I would win! Haha!!!"

Prince Shalai was so happy that he was almost crazy. He even jumped onto the sofa and shouted, and the veins on his neck and forehead were bulging high due to hysteria.

Ibri also said happily: "Ig came back this time and could make such a big wave all depend on this kid. Now that this kid dies, it will be easier to deal with Ig in the future."

“Yes, yes!”

Prince Shalai nodded repeatedly.

Immediately afterwards, Prince Shalai looked at the head of the Death Gate Palace: "Master, you have made great contributions for me this time. What reward do you want?"

"Big Prince, my sect has been in disrepair for a long time. I just happened to want to repair the sect from beginning to end." said the head of the Death Gate Hall.

The head of the Death Gate Palace said this very clearly, that is, he asked for money. Lin Yun told him that he had to take advantage of this opportunity and even knocked on Prince Shalai for some money.

"Okay, then I'll give you $2 billion as a reward." Prince Shalai said.

"Big Prince, I want to increase the repair specifications. 2 billion is probably not enough. If you can get a 10 billion US dollars, that would be great." said the head of the Death Gate Palace.

"Okay, only one hundred billion!" Prince Shalai responded readily.

He was in great joy now, so he naturally agreed.

One hundred billion US dollars is not a small amount.

Moreover, Prince Shalai also thought that the head of the sect is so powerful that he will use it for him in the future, and of course he will have to spend money to win people's hearts.

Of course he didn't know that it was just a waste of money...

"Big Prince, Lin Yun is dead now. What should we plan to destroy Ig!" said the second uncle Ibri.

Prince Shalai sat back on the sofa after hearing this.

"Without Lin Yun's protection, it will be no longer so difficult to destroy Ige. Why do we find a way to create an accident and make him die in the accident!" Prince Shalai said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, they discussed the plan to kill Ig unexpectedly.

Of course, they didn't know that their conversations and their conspired plans were all recorded by the micro-calenders carried by the head of the Death Gate Hall...

The next morning.

After disguising himself as the head of the Death Gate Palace, he secretly came to Ig's mansion.

In the reception hall, Yige asked all his servants to retreat, leaving only Lin Yun, Yige, Lone Wolf and the head of the Death Gate Palace in the room.

"See the Lord!"

After seeing Lin Yun, the head of the Death Gate Palace first knelt down and bowed to the grand ceremony.

"Supreme Elder, get up." Lin Yun raised his hand.

"Honor, this is a recorder."

After the head of the Death Gate Hall stood up, he took out the recorder and handed it to Lin Yun.
Chapter completed!
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