Around He Mingyu, there was a moment of silence at this moment.

The corners of Huang Guangqian's and the others' eyes twitched unconsciously, almost smashing.

These people are in Zhonghai, although there is a bit of power. But there are at most a few powerful people in the family, in their eyes, the grandmaster is already very powerful, and a titled grandmaster like He Mingyu is even more like an ancestor.

But now, He Mingyu actually said that the grandmaster was only like a pig and a dog in that young man?

So how strong is he?

Could it be that he is a ground-level grandmaster, the top ten on the blood list?

"It shouldn't be possible. ”

"This young man looks like he is in his twenties, and it is already unbelievable that he can become a grandmaster, and it is even more shocking to become a titled grandmaster. As for the top ten on the blood list, that's nonsense. ”

"I guess behind him, there should be a great big man, right?"

Huang Guangqian thought secretly in his heart. The others didn't think that the young man's own skills were great, and they all guessed that his background was amazing.

"It is estimated that it is from the Yunyang Sect. "Someone thought so.

But no one thought about him to the Demon King of Chu.

After all, the Demon King of Chu is the strongest person in the world, high and peerless, if he participated in the worship, it is estimated that all the people of the Mo family would have stood in a row outside the hotel and waited respectfully outside.

Those are legendary figures, but the heads of these small families don't think they will have the opportunity to meet.

Regarding everyone's thoughts, He Mingyu turned a blind eye and did not say much.

Chu Yun appeared in such a low-key manner, I was afraid that he had his purpose, and he didn't want people to know his identity. He Mingyu is also a personal essence, so naturally he does not dare to disobey Chu Yun's wishes. In case he exposes his identity and finally leads Chu Yun to thunder and rage, it is estimated that he will end up with the same fate as the boxing king Chen Qingquan.

Therefore, in the entire Mo family dinner, except for He Mingyu alone, no one else knew about Chu Yun's arrival.

The worship of the sword master "Mo Wuji" was chosen at eight o'clock in the evening, and it was still early at eight o'clock. The people in the room took the opportunity to talk to each other and make friends with each other.

Men and women held wine glasses to each other, talking and laughing.

Soft music was playing in the hotel, and in front of the hall was a black-and-white portrait of the sword saint Mo Wuji, with flowers and various offerings in front of the portrait.

But how many of the people here today really have a heart to pay tribute to Mo Wuji?

Everyone put down the flowers and bowed pretentiously, and then the men flirted and laughed with the women with their wine glasses, without any sadness at all.

Looking at this picture, Chu Yun couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He couldn't help but wonder, back then, the Sword Saint and the God of War sacrificed their lives to die, just to give these people the opportunity to get drunk and dream of dying here?

"Juggernaut, is it worth it?"

Chu Yun stood in front of the black-and-white portrait. looked at the man holding a long sword and standing up to the sky, but he sighed faintly.

At this time, the slow music was still echoing in the hall, and the men were still talking and laughing to the women, even the elders of the Mo family took this opportunity to deepen their friendship with some martial arts families.

Tonight, it is said that it is to pay tribute to the "Sword Saint", but in fact, it is just that the Mo family is gathering popularity in the name of "Sword Saint", increasing the prestige of their family in the martial arts world, and also to get to know some other powerful martial arts families.

The Mo family's move was undoubtedly to squeeze out the last bit of residual value of the "Sword Saint" in order to increase their family's reputation and prestige.

After all, the Sword Saint had no heirs, and this so-called "Mo Family" was only a descendant of the Sword Saint's brother and uncle.

Before the Sword Saint was alive, they pretended to be mighty, and became bigger and stronger in Zhonghai under the name of "Sword Saint", and even did a lot of excessive things, such as killing people and setting fires.

At that time, the Mo family's domineering and arrogance in Zhonghai can be said to have aroused a lot of complaints, both the martial arts world and the secular world secretly criticized, and it was even rumored that Mo Wuji instructed the Mo family to do mischief in Zhonghai and make a lot of money.

At that time, all kinds of evil deeds of the Mo family alarmed the central elders of Yanjing, and the high-level was furious, and even used the army to suppress the Mo family.

But later, after learning about the relationship between the then president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association and the Mo family, he was afraid of Mo Wuji's might and did not attack the Mo family. Instead, the high-level state at that time came forward to talk to Mo Wuji.

At that time, Mo Wuji was also furious, and returned directly to Zhonghai, turned against the Mo family, and severed all family relations.

Mo Wuji's close relatives are almost all old and dead, and even if the Mo family is related to Mo Wuji, they are just some distant relatives.

If they obey the law, Mo Wuji doesn't mind sheltering them. But they were acting in their own name, and Mo Wuji was naturally furious.

Since then, the Zhonghai Mo family has reined in a lot, and has been avoiding Zhonghai and no longer expanding the influence of the family.

But now that Mo Wuji is dead, the ambitions of the Mo family's top leaders are undoubtedly revived. While Mo Wuji's prestige has not completely dissipated now, he naturally makes more use of it to increase the influence of the family.

Many people know this thought of the Mo family.

This is also why, on the death day of the Sword Saint tonight, there are not many titled grandmasters present.

You must know that on the death day of the first year after the death of the Sword Saint, the entire Huaxia Title Grandmaster was present to worship, Lei Lao Wuqin led the Jiangdong Martial Arts to pay respects, and even the martial arts of Western Europe, the United States and other overseas countries also laid wreaths, and countless world's top magnates gathered.

It was a magnificent scene.

But now, a few years have passed, and the prestige of the Sword Saint has almost been lost by the Mo family. Now that the death day is gone, it is just some forces from Zhonghai who have come.

At this time, in the hall of Nuoda, there was only a young man, standing in front of the portrait of the deceased, staring at it for a long time.

Like a battle-hardened general, he pays tribute to his former comrades-in-arms at the grave.

Not far away, He Mingyu's gaze never left Chu Yun.

He looked at Chu Yun's thin back, and there was also an inexplicable emotion brewing in his heart.

Unconsciously, He Mingyu's eyes were also red.

He also seemed to think of his dead father, the Gun King, He Xilai!

He Mingyu will never forget the road that his father walked with him before the war, as well as the remnant sun that never sets on the horizon.