Xue Ji's father's mourning hall is arranged in a very grand auditorium.

When Li Yuanming followed Xue Ji and the girls from Shiliu Yazhu into the mourning hall, he didn't attract anyone's attention.

Among the Desert Wolves, Xue Ji and Wei Shiliu are simply in a position of being ignored.

No one treats Yukihime as the biological daughter of the deceased.

Li Yuanming did not let his guard down because of this. Standing next to Yukihime, he thought that he could be on the verge of breaking out at any moment.

In the mourning hall, all dressed in black, all lined up neatly, all listening to a bespectacled man reading a eulogy.

"Brother, you died young, you have no children under your knees, and your whole life has been dedicated to our sacred cause. ”

"Brother, you are conscientious, your prestige shocks the world, for our sacred cause, how many killings you have done, how many enemies you have slashed, you are worthy of being the elite of the wolf of the desert, a hero. ”

"Brother, you are a good example and are deeply supported by everyone in the organization. You are a strict self-discipline and a role model for us. ”

Li Yuanming stood in the back row, together with the girls, and the whole serious and sad atmosphere was very incongruous.

The person who read it out loud was full of real feelings, almost a handful of snot and tears, and the whole audience was infected, and the sound of whimpering and crying came out very depressed.

Li Yuanming only thought it was funny, he was obviously a heinous bastard, he actually made people beautify him as a hero, and he shamelessly said that he was virtuous and strict with himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, make a way out of the middle, the Wolf King's trusted envoy has arrived. ”

Li Yuanming didn't think so, even if he saw the wolf king himself, it was not worth giving way to his poisonous vulture himself.

"Don't make a fuss. Xue Ji whispered in Li Yuanming's ear, and pulled him to stand in line.

The messenger of the wolf king was an old man in his seventies, followed by a number of girls who were dressed like the girls of Shiliu Yazuki. As soon as he entered the mourning hall, he cried bitterly.

"Brother, how good life is now, why are you willing to leave? Old brother, I'm almost eighty years old, you let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person." ”

"Brother, you see, the best thing in your life is a woman. You see, how many women have not enjoyed your grace, why do you endure it so much? ”

Li Yuanming almost burst out laughing.

It's obvious that he is the one who harmed the girl, but he actually said that people have not enjoyed his grace and regard himself as something.

"Brother, you should tell your old brother what women you have, from now on, even if your brother fights for his life, he will have to take care of your women for you. ”

Li Yuanming saw that the person who was standing aside to preside over the funeral wanted to stand up and stop the old man several times. After all, it was a messenger sent by the Wolf King, and he mustered up his courage several times, but he didn't dare to stand up.

It may be that he couldn't listen anymore, so he stood up and walked up to the old messenger, "Mr. Envoy, say something else, this is a funeral, the soul of the deceased, it can't be blasphemed." ”

The old man gave a slap in the face.

"Bastard, I'm here to see my brother, don't you want you to teach me a lesson? ”

The old man's entourage directly carried the man out like a chicken.

"Brother. In this world, you are the best for me. Women, it's really a good thing to prolong life, if I am a hundred years old, I can keep it every day, I can, let three women, enjoy my grace, I can also be regarded as a long life. ”

The old messenger obviously wanted to finish such a long sentence in one breath, but he panted vigorously, spoke intermittently, and was silent several times in the middle, and suddenly returned to his yang and came back to his senses.

Wonderful.

Li Yuanming was already a little impatient, but the old messenger asked someone to bring a reclining chair and put it next to the coffin.

Standing and saying that it was tiring, he simply lay there and had a microphone put on his lips to get his voice out.

The girl brought by the old man carefully rubbed him comfortably.

Li Yuanming was thinking that Li Xinzhu's mother must have been notified, and if the two were really in love, she should at least come here once.

If she comes, she doesn't control it, and reveals Xue Ji's background, and the scene will get even more out of control.

The old messenger was lying there, and no one in the mourning hall dared to go.

What Li Yuanming was most worried about happened in the end.

Mrs. Li came to offer her condolences. ”

Someone was shouting outside.

When the old messenger heard that Mrs. Li was coming, he turned over and got up from the chaise longe.

Li Yuanming realized that the matter between Mrs. Li and Xue Ji's father, the old messenger must know better than anyone else.

Li Xinzhu's mother, dressed in black clothes and a pair of black glasses, was escorted by several maids and came in from the outside.

Li Xinzhu's mother saw Li Yuanming at a glance, and also saw Xue Ji, and Li Yuanming's heart rose to her throat.

Li Xinzhu's mother walked straight to Xue Ji's father.

"Don't worry, from now on, my brother will take good care of you. The old messenger put his arm on Li Xinzhu's mother's shoulder, and his hand happened to touch the place that was still quite full.

"Brother, what are you talking about? There are many juniors here, you have to pay attention to what you say. Li Xinzhu's mother didn't push the old man away.

Li Yuanming only felt as disgusting as eating flies. It's obviously a mess, and he pretends to be so cold and arrogant in front of people.

Li Xinzhu's mother just worshipped politely, and when she left, the old messenger actually followed her.

The funeral continued.

"Track down the real culprit, the wolf of the desert has always had revenge. ”

Someone shouted slogans.

"My brother died because of that woman, everyone can see clearly, our brother died because of the stand-in for the girl of the Li family. ”

The mourning hall, which was as silent as death, suddenly became tense, and Li Yuanming had long thought that if someone wanted to make trouble, he would definitely use Xue Ji as an excuse.

"Bring the woman up. "Someone is chanting.

"Why, why do you say that Sister Xue Ji killed the old man. Whoever dares to mess around, I, Wei Shiliu, will be the first to disagree. ”

Li Yuanming took a deep breath. Only whoever dares to do it, he will not hesitate to make a move, the mourning hall has been built, and there are not many more funeral companions.

From that crowd, Li Yuanming quickly saw clearly the seven or eight people who were the most capable. It was supposed to be sent by the headquarters of the Desert Wolves, but ordinary people couldn't see their skills at all.

If those seven or eight people shot at the same time, Li Yuanming was really a little worried, with Shiliu Yazhu's group of girls, plus Xue Ji and himself, it was indeed a little difficult to get out of the way.

The door to the auditorium slowly closed.

The entire mourning hall, except for the few oil lamps, was almost pitch black.

"Kill that shameless woman!" someone began to heckle.