After Huang Ye fell ill, Huang Qi did not leave the Hanmang base. Watching his brother pass away, Huang Qi seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

As the number one of Huaxia Kingdom, it is undoubtedly a shame to die in a foreign land.

Although Zhen Cheng was hurt, he made a quick decision, except for a few people who knew about Huang Ye's death, the news could not be spread.

That night, Zhen Cheng, Huang Qi, and Huang Yiyi took Huang Ye, who passed away peacefully, and returned to Kawabog Peak in the drizzle.

Popovich's army of knights had retreated, and although there were still traces of the former encampment at the intersection, Zhen Cheng was in no mood to take a look.

Knowing the news of Huang Ye's death, Huang Wei led everyone in the Huang family to greet him respectfully. Zhen Cheng's name was mentioned many times during this siege, and although the Huang family was hurt by Huang Ye's death, they still couldn't suppress their curiosity.

Zhen Cheng could feel that many eyes were quietly looking at him, and a few of them were full of surprise and ill-will.

Huang Ye's funeral was going on in an orderly manner, but Zhen Cheng was idle. Looking at the unfamiliar faces, Zhen Cheng couldn't find the slightest sense of belonging.

"Is this my home?" Zhen Cheng sat dumbfounded, facing his identity, not knowing what to do.

"Mom, Dad!" Huang Yiyi, who was sitting not far from Zhen Cheng, was dressed in a white filial piety robe, and her eyes were red to greet a pair of middle-aged men and women who had just walked into the mourning hall.

"Grandpa was yesterday afternoon—woo-"

Zhen Cheng followed Huang Yiyi's crying and looked over, and saw a face similar to Huang Ye, with a thin body and no flesh on his cheeks. The strength of the early stage of the Heavenly Order, there was a faint pain and indifference in his eyes.

Huang Tianya, this is his father?

Zhen Cheng's eyes flickered, and his eyes were fixed on a middle-aged woman with excellent appearance. A sad face, slightly shorter than Huang Yiyi's height, with a faint heroic flow between her eyebrows, makes people know at first glance that this is a woman with a strong sense of dedication.

The strength of the early stage of the Heavenly Ladder vividly reflects the demeanor of a master in every move.

Jiang Aiying, this is her mother?

The names of Huang Tianya and Jiang Aiying, Zhen Cheng heard Huang Ye mention them, but no matter how Zhen Cheng looked at it, he didn't have the sense of belonging when he saw his relatives.

Don't they all say that they are connected by blood? Why don't you feel it at all? Standing not far from Huang Yiyi's side, Zhen Cheng looked sideways and thought carefully in his heart.

The news of Huang Ye's death soon spread to the Jiang family and the Zhuge family, and a group of young children came to the simple mourning hall arranged by the Huang family to worship like a market.

Zhen Cheng's identity is only known to a few people. Huang Tianya and Jiang Aiying didn't know about it. Although Zhen Cheng's eyes were full of doubt, Huang Tianya and Jiang Aiying also nodded symbolically to express their gratitude as if they were guests.

As Huang Ye's only son, Huang Tianya quickly entered the role, taking his wife and daughter to salute everyone who came to mourn his father one by one.

After the three patriarchs of Zhuge Long, Jiang Dashan, and Huang Wei came to worship, they quickly hid in Huang Wei's house to discuss things. Whether it was Huang Wei's funeral or the Savage Mountain Dabi that was about to start, Zhen Cheng was too lazy to know.

Huang Yiyi peeked at Zhen Cheng with tears in her eyes, although she had the heart to come over to say hello to Zhen Cheng and tell this fool what he should do. But wave after wave of people worshipping Huang Ye made Huang Yiyi unable to leave.

Except for Huang Yiyi's occasional whimper, there was no crying in the entire Huang family. Solemn and solemn is perfect, but in Zhen Cheng's opinion, it is just the expressions of the people in the Huang family all along.

It can't be said that people are warm and cold, but it makes Zhen Cheng realize the value and meaning of life at this moment.

What would happen if Huang Ye died in Yanjing?

"Everyone, stop!" When Zhen Cheng was thinking nonsense, Huang Wei, Jiang Dashan, and Zhuge Long walked out with grim expressions. Huang Wei's voice was solemnly emphasized, and the crowd that had been walking around to worship suddenly stopped.

Without any warning, Jiang Dashan suddenly knelt down beside Huang Wei, his face full of sorrow and his eyes full of pain.

"In the early hours of this morning, Jiang Da'an passed away! Word has just come down from the peak! Huang Wei did not hesitate, and announced another truth in a deep voice that made everyone sad.

Zhen Cheng's eyes were full of shock, in less than twenty-four hours, the two No. 1 leaders of Huaxia Kingdom passed away one after another, which was simply unheard of.

Compared with Zhen Cheng's shock, the three families who heard the news seemed unusually calm and ordinary. Everyone's face was full of indifference and indifference, like a neighbor's puppy suddenly being run over by a passing vehicle and dying.

"Jiang Da'an and Huang Ye are of greater significance to our Huaxia Kingdom than to our three families! In order to show the importance of the two wonderful family members, the funeral of the two of them will be carried out together! Jiang Da'an's coffin will soon be transported down from the peak, and you can build another coffin as soon as possible! ”

As the speaker of the three major families, Huang Wei's words are orders. The crowd was like a walking corpse, and none of them resisted, silently turning around, ready to do something.

"Weishenme doesn't do it alone?" Zhen Cheng's eyes were full of anger, and he asked in an unexpectedly cold voice.

Although he did not clarify his identity, although he could only be an outsider at this time, Zhen Cheng was angry about Huang Wei's indifference and contempt for Huang Ye.

"This is a matter for our three families, and it has nothing to do with you!" Huang Qi grabbed Zhen Cheng and hurriedly reminded.

"Do you have an opinion?" Huang Wei, Jiang Dashan, and Zhuge Long all cast cold glances at Zhen Cheng. Huang Wei's authority was challenged, and his voice was full of annoyance, and he scolded coldly, "What are you! ”

Jiang Dashan glanced at Zhen Cheng and cast a grateful look.

The joint funeral was proposed by Huang Wei and Zhuge Long. The reason is also said in the past, that is, to shorten the funeral time as much as possible, because to go to Savage Mountain, the Guwu Alliance still has a lot of things to do.

"What are you?" With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Zhen Cheng raised his arm to push away Huang Qi's palm, took a step forward, looked directly at Huang Wei and said in a deep voice, "Whether it is Huang Ye or Jiang Da'an, they were all once the pride of Huaxia!" They deserve to be worshiped by the world, and they have the right to an independent funeral! Can't you even afford two funerals at Kawabog? ”

The moment Zhen Cheng spoke, everyone in the shed quickly retreated. Although they didn't go far, they pretended not to hear. With the three patriarchs present, no matter what happens, no one else can interfere.

Huang Tianya and Jiang Aiying stood respectfully on the edge of the mourning hall, Huang Yiyi's face was full of anxiety and horror, but there was a pain in his eyes.

Huang Wei wanted to laugh, an angry laugh. But on such an occasion, no matter how many reasons you have, you can't laugh. looked at Zhen Cheng with a flushed face, raised his hand with a heaving chest, pointed to the door and said, "You get out of here!" ”

In just four words, Huang Wei said it with a lot of neutrality. In just four words, it sounded so ironic in Zhen Cheng's ears.

"You're not qualified to say that to me!" The coldness on the corner of Zhen Cheng's mouth was even worse, and he looked at Huang Wei and said disdainfully, "The little consummation powerhouse in the late stage of the Heavenly Rank is also embarrassed to talk to me!" If I were you, I would have killed myself! ”

Zhen Cheng's words were like a depth charge, instantly stunning the surrounding crowd. What strength does Zhen Cheng have to dare to speak so arrogantly? Isn't this looking for death? Everyone wanted to close their eyes, but they held back curiously, and everyone's eyes stared at Zhen Cheng without blinking, waiting to see Zhen Cheng's miserable end of being torn apart!

For so many years, it seems that I have never heard of anyone daring to challenge the authority of the leader of the Guwu Alliance like this, and it is the first time I have seen such a young man who is not afraid of death in so many years.

"Zhen Cheng, are you worthy of your Grandpa Huang making such a fuss in the mourning hall? Saying such a bastard, don't you want your Grandpa Huang to settle down? Huang Qi stepped forward again and roared angrily at Zhen Cheng.

Zhuge Long's face was full of schadenfreude, if this Zhen Cheng was really Huang Ye's grandson, then the scene of the Huang industry's strife would be too interesting. Whether Zhen Cheng has the strength to say this, Zhuge Long knows it in his heart.

The video satellite footage of Zhen Cheng's extermination of the Blue Dream Death Knight Army and the extermination of the Knight Headquarters was just transmitted to him by Zhuge Qingfeng yesterday. If Huang Wei was angry and Zhen Cheng made a move at this time, Zhuge Long believed that with Zhen Cheng's resentment at this time, Huang Wei would definitely lose face.

"Let's split it up! Otherwise I can't explain it! Huang Wei's face turned from red to white, from white to purple, his fists were clenched, and he looked at Zhen Cheng angrily, but he couldn't help it. Jiang Dashan took the opportunity to speak, and Huang Wei finally had a good step.

Zhen Cheng stubbornly insisted, the corners of his mouth rose, and he didn't even bother to look at Huang Wei contemptuously.

Inside and outside the mourning hall, all eyes were on Huang Wei's body.

At this moment, Huang Wei finally knew what it meant to ride a tiger and what it meant to lift a stone to hit himself in the foot.

When Zhen Cheng walked into Huang Wei's line of sight, Huang Wei had already begun to observe and look at Zhen Cheng. It's okay not to look at it, but after a look, Huang Wei couldn't help but gasp.

I can't see through the strength, and I am full of danger! This is the result that Huang Wei got after several looks.

On Zhen Cheng's body, there is an internal force like his father, and when he stands a little closer, he can feel the dangerous aura faintly diffusing from Zhen Cheng's body.

arranging Huang Ye's mourning hall and placing tablets, Zhen Cheng watched coldly like a nobody. In Huang Wei's opinion, Zhen Cheng would not object to this kind of joint funeral, where did he think that when he announced it, Zhen Cheng actually spoke.

"What Jiang Dashan said makes sense! After all, we are holding a funeral, not juggling, let's separate, let's separate! Zhuge Long looked at Huang Wei's expression, knowing that this old fox was bluffing, and he didn't dare to make a move with Zhen Cheng. took the opportunity to step forward, waved his hand to Zhen Cheng kindly and said, "Go, kowtow to your grandfather!" ”

"Humph!" Huang Wei's face turned red, and he snorted coldly, indicating acquiescence.

"Old fox!" Zhen Cheng stared at Zhuge Long and scolded in his heart. This seemingly random sentence has too many subtexts hidden in it. In such a situation, it seems that I can only kowtow.

Kowtowing is nothing, not to mention that Huang Ye is still his grandfather. But as long as he kowtows, will Zhuge Long take the opportunity to expose his identity and provoke disputes within the Huang family again?

Zhen Cheng hesitated again, and weighed again! But in the eyes of everyone, Zhen Cheng, an outsider, is a little ignorant of current affairs! An anger spreads in everyone around us, and an imminent conflict can be staged at any moment.

"Dad, why are you here—" After the crowd, thirty meters away, there was an exclamation, and an old man with silver hair stood in the middle of the mourning hall in the blink of an eye.