"Check, check it thoroughly! What the hell is going on in the villa? I've only been out for more than a month, and it's been a mess! There was hysteria in his voice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The people under the info were all silent, and no one dared to speak. Yu Rongshi's eyes swept through the hall, and he unexpectedly didn't see He Muyun's figure. "Where's the young owner?" He asked in a deep voice. "Didn't you come? Something so big happened, how could he not ask? The people below looked at him strangely. Did he say something wrong? Someone whispered: "Qi Yu Guardian, the young master is preparing the mourning hall." He was stunned for a moment, and instantly thought, yes, the dead are the greatest, no matter what, if Mrs. He has been buried in the fire, at this moment, the most important thing should indeed be her funeral. It's just that why didn't I think of it in advance? Did you subconsciously ignore it? But his reaction is naturally different from ordinary people. A scolding made him free to let go again: "Bastard, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death." The old lady's life and death are uncertain now, why did he go to arrange the mourning hall? As soon as these words came out, I saw that everyone's expressions were even more strange. Someone said: "The young owner has arranged his own mourning hall!" "How can anyone in this world decorate a mourning hall for themselves? Is he tired of being alive?

He Muyun, who was dressed in plain clothes, stood in the smoke and rain hall of Guiyun Villa. Dou Da's word laid down made the entire Yanyu Hall inexplicably have an eerie atmosphere. In the same smoke and rain hall, there are many martial arts people. Guiyun Villa has always been hospitable, and naturally the martial arts people who came to Panheng were indispensable. These people, looking at He Muyun, whispered, some surprised, some curious, and some contemptful. Different starting points have different natural perceptions. "I don't know why the young owner invited us over?" A sharp voice rang out in the hall, breaking the silence of the hall. He Muyun said to the person who spoke: "Senior Xiao, don't worry, when my brother-in-law Yu Guardian comes over, He will explain to everyone." Someone else asked: "Could it be that the owner of the young village suspects that we set the fire?" As soon as this sentence came out, the people in the room became noisy. What fire? Where did the fire come from? "I just arrived this morning, and I was still in Cuihua Building last night!" A rough man shouted. One sentence made everyone in the hall laugh. He Muyun shook his head and said, "It's not all for last night's fire, but half for this matter." When he said something strange, the crowd became even more lively.

When Yu Rongshi came over, he saw a lively scene in the Yanyu Hall. "Yu Guardian, Yu Guardian!" People greeted him. He was still satisfied with the respect and admiration of most people. It's just that the sound of "Yu Guardian" made him a little uncomfortable inexplicably. Here, in Guiyun Villa, he has always regarded himself as the master, but because of this He Muyun, his master is a little misnounished and unreasonable. People still have to call themselves Yu Apologists. His public identity is that of the Chief Guardian of the Celestial Dragon Cult. Thinking of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, he couldn't help but think of that demon girl Lu Fang'er! This little girl has ruined all the bureaus he has carefully arranged! But it doesn't matter, now let her be proud for a while, sooner or later he planted the tree, only he can harvest the fruit! Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face. "Mu Yun, what are you doing? Don't mess around! "He spoke very amiably and with the air of an elder.