Ling Jiu seemed to be cold on his face, but he was actually very panicked in his heart.

The son of luck can't afford it, I'm afraid I'll die even worse later.

Ling Jiu sighed in his heart, Shen Queyue was indeed a woman with a tragic fate, and the blood debt she was carrying was destined to be inseparable from Pei Qi.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Jiu raised his hand to hold Pei Zhen's hand that was holding his hair.

"Zhen'er, everything is over, whether it's your father or your second brother."

Pei Zhen smiled with relief: "If you want to leave the mansion, we will also settle you." ”

I wanted to leave, but the "destiny" was hard to disobey!

"Let's wait until your father's funeral is over, Pei Zhen, mourn."

Pei Zhen's tears couldn't help but start to burst the embankment, the little girl in her early twenties, she lost her mother at a young age, and now her father, who loved her the most, also passed away.

Pei Zhen threw herself into Ling Jiu's arms and cried loudly, no longer able to pretend to be strong.

Ling Jiu looked at Pei Zhen, who was crying into tears, and remembered that Shen Queyue was also so painful and desperate in her memory, her beautiful family was ruined, and she had to marry her enemy in humiliation.

Even if the great revenge is avenged, the heart is already full of holes, and he chooses death.

Villain, why are they so miserable, even if they die, they will be abused.

The next day.

The Wuzhang Mansion was already covered with white silk, and the funeral masters also entered the mansion with a sad suona.

The mighty procession stopped in front of the mansion, attracting the common people to stop and watch.

"Huh! What's going on, why did Wuzhang Mansion die? ”

Some people who don't know the situation of the melon eater asked.

"Don't be scared to death when you say it, the leading boss of our North Valve is dead!"

"You said Pei Zezhang, it's impossible, right?"

"Hey! How could it be impossible, now this Wuzhang Mansion has long changed hands! ”

Regardless of the gossip of the people on the street, the funeral procession finally headed towards the ancestral grave in a remote place.

Pei Qi helped Pei Zhen, who had been sobbing, Pei Hong walked in the front, and the second wife and Ling Jiu followed.

The whole burial and ritual were tossed all afternoon before it was over, and the first thing Ling Jiu did when he returned to the bedroom was to ask Qiao Xing if she had received Fu Jue's reply.

Qiao Xing shook her head, and Ling Jiu thought with some confusion.

Is Fu Jue really not interested in how Pei Zezhang died?

also said that these two people seem to be Bole and Maxima, and there is something hidden behind it.

In this case, Ling Jiu can only wait until tomorrow when he invites all forces to come to the mourning hall to pay tribute to Pei Zezhang, and is looking for an opportunity to approach Fu Jue.

The news of Pei Zezhang's death has spread all over the streets, and even the Southern Army has already received the news, and it is also known that it is his eldest son Pei Hong who inherits Pei Zezhang.

Although the future is limitless, he is still too young for many forces to take him seriously at all.

Especially the second-in-command of the North Valve, Chen Siling Chen Tangsong.

This time, various forces came, in addition to testing Pei Hong, it was also an opportunity for Pei Hong to expand his contacts.

And the person who Ling Jiu "thought about in his heart" also came as scheduled.

As soon as Fu Jue appeared, all the eyes on the field turned to him, some looked at and tested, and some were contemptuous and puzzled.

At the beginning, except for Pei Zezhang, the most feared role of Beivalve was none other than Fu Jue, and it was hard to imagine that he actually gave up the first position of Beivalve to others.

Or is he really like his appearance, he doesn't care about fame and fortune at all, I'm afraid that few people present believe it.

Pei Hong personally walked up to greet him and said, "Sir Fu, please give me more advice in the future." ”

Fu Jue and Pei Hong are a few years old, but Pei Hong still has to grovel to Fu Jue, although this makes Pei Hong very unhappy.

Ling Jiu also looked at Fu Jue, Fu Jue did not respond to Ling Jiu's gaze, and Ling Jiu lowered his head in some disappointment.

So he missed Fu Jue's slightly hooked face, otherwise the keen Ling Jiu would definitely be able to detect it.