Long live the young city lord?

In the Internal Affairs Mansion, Jiang Haifu sat alone in the hall, he muttered to himself, and his expression seemed to be a little dazed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the city, that tsunami-like cheer spread to any corner of Wuji City, and naturally reached his ears.

What does this sound mean?

Jiang Haifu has always been scheming, and he will definitely rack his brains to think about things he can't understand, if he can't figure it out, he will definitely have trouble sleeping.

But now, Jiang Haifu didn't want to think about it at all, no matter how the situation outside changed, all of this would have nothing to do with him.

From the beginning of Jiang Dahai's disappearance, perhaps at that moment, his defeat was already doomed.

Once he loses his calculating brain, Jiang Haifu is just an ordinary old man, and the affection between father and son makes him lose accurate judgment, so in the narrow valley of Wuji Peak, he has been completely defeated, and he no longer has any chance to affect the situation.

At the same time, the narrow valley that led to death also made Jiang Haifu's heart go to the abyss of despair.

The opponent is so cunning and ferocious, can Jiang Haiyan have his life?

In the battle of Narrow Valley, the Internal Affairs Office was killed and wounded, and few could come back alive, and they had already fled for their lives.

The tree fell and scattered, Jiang Haifu did not fall, but his heart fell, and no one had hope for him anymore.

Not only did the soldiers disperse, but even the slaves and miscellaneous servants also heard the wind and rolled up their softness and ran to their own things, and no one would stay here to accompany him and wait for death.

The huge Internal Affairs Mansion, the splendid Internal Affairs Palace, is just sitting alone Jiang Haifu.

Thinking of that day, he was also sitting here, summoning the powerful and heroes from all over the world, and looking down on the heroes and heroes.

Every day, there are celebrities to visit, and every night, there are distinguished guests to visit at night.

If there are heroes in the city, there are no white friends in the house, green plums cook wine and talk about heroes, and the wind of talking and laughing is still there.

But this hall is empty now, just like Jiang Haifu's heart, which is an indescribable loneliness.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the time is passing!

The inexplicable cheers outside the city had disappeared for a long time, and no sound was heard again, just like this hall, as if it were a dead silence.

Jiang Haifu did not know, and no one came to report it.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he did not have a friend.

On that day, the court was like a market, and what was done was nothing more than power, and it was full of friends, and what was planned was only profit.

If you lose your power, you have no interests, you have no friends, and there is no one left with your former confidants.

Only beasts like to be alone, and people need friends, and people who don't even have friends may not be worth living at all?

Grief is greater than heart death, Jiang Haifu only feels extremely lonely, a heart seems to be buried in the grave, he not only lost his only son, but will no longer have friends, even if he can survive, he will be a poor person who will be lonely for life.

Death may be the only relief, but until then, he only needs to know the whereabouts of his son.

At this moment, a gust of wind pushed the temple door open, and the setting sun poured out, sprinkling golden light in front of the temple gate.

Suddenly, a man walked in the light, as if he was cloaked in sunlight, dragging a shadow on the ground, and he just walked slowly, and then there was a powerful momentum pressing over.

Jiang Haifu was a little out of breath, he raised his bloodshot eyes, and couldn't help but look at this uninvited guest.

In an instant, he saw a familiar face, but this face was also someone who shouldn't be here.

"Young City Lord?"

"No wonder?"

The corners of Jiang Haifu's mouth twitched slightly, he didn't know what to say, so he could only mumble to himself in a low voice, as if he was saying it to himself.

Perhaps, what I see in front of me now, this is the end of the plot, although I don't understand the process, but the thunderous cheers coming from outside the city can tell everything.

However, such an ending was really out of everyone's expectations, and it was not at all what he had expected.

But it doesn't matter now, no matter what the outcome is, it will have nothing to do with him anymore, and his heart is no longer here.

"Jiang Haifu, are you waiting for death?"

Yi Tian's eyes were as sharp as knives, as if they could pierce people's hearts, and what he saw at this time was a dying heart.

"Where is the sea?"

In Jiang Haifu's bloodshot eyes, a ray of light suddenly flashed out, which was the last glimmer of hope in his life.

If there is only one person who knows the whereabouts of Jiang Dahai up and down Wuji City, it must be the person in front of him, he has just created the miracle of Wuji City, and it should not be difficult to answer such a question.

"Jiang Haifu!"

However, Yi Tian did not answer his question, but just stepped forward slowly, also asking a question.

"I remember back then, you were my father's best friend and his most loyal subordinate, but ......"

As he said this, his voice suddenly raised, and he shouted, "Why?

"Betraying him?"

Jiang Haifu raised his head and looked at him, but his eyes were a little strange, and he said with a sneer: "The root of all this is not all about you, if it weren't for you, the old man wouldn't have to embark on this road." ”

"What did you say?"

Yi Tian couldn't help but step forward quickly, but his gaze staring at him was a little cold.

The corners of Jiang Haifu's mouth swept into an inexplicable sneer, and he said disdainfully: "If it weren't for you, how could their brothers be enemies?

Brothers against each other?

This sentence made Yi Tian frown slightly, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind, but he couldn't really be called a person, because he had lost his hands, feet, limbs, nose, ears, tongue, and even gouged out his eyes, and he was soaked in the jar for three years, and it was difficult to die day and night.

In retrospect, the man's hollow eyes seemed to be still looking at him, and the tongueless mouth opened slightly, as if to speak to himself, this was definitely a man with a story, but he could no longer find someone to listen to.

This person is Yi Jiangliu, the former general of the Shenwu Army and the younger brother of the city lord Yi Yunfeng.

However, the old man's thinking is different from that of General Yi. ”

Jiang Haifu looked at Yi Tian's eyes, but it became more and more weird, and said loudly: "The future of Wuji City, he Yi Yunfeng can be handed over to outsiders, but it must not be handed over to a fool!"

"You're looking for death!"

Yi Tian's face was as cold as frost, and his eyes surged with murderous intent, from the moment he took off his helmet, I believe that in the future, no one in Wuji City will dare to be so presumptuous.

Although, now when he meets a person who is not afraid of death, then he must be ready to die.

Jiang Haifu seemed to have such an awareness, he suddenly stood up, sneered and said: "You were indeed a fool before, if Wuji City was handed over to you, what would be the end? ”

Speaking of this, his expression became excited, and he raised his voice and said: "He, Yi Yunfeng, obeyed the orders of a woman of unknown origin, completely abandoning the ancestral inheritance, but the old man didn't want to surrender to a fool, if he didn't plan early, Wuji City would be reduced to a ruin sooner or later, wouldn't the old man's painstaking management be ruined?"

"Jiang Haifu!"

Yi Tian snorted lightly and said indifferently: "Let you calculate in every way, but what you choose in the end is just a dead end." ”

Jiang Haifu seemed to have heard some joke, and said with a disdainful expression: "With the old man's longevity, he has lived enough over the years, but why is he afraid of death? It's just that my son Jiang Dahai ......."

Speaking of this, his eyes shot like two arrows, staring at Yi Tian's eyes, and said sharply: "Yi Tianxiao'er, you tell the old man honestly, did the sea die in your hands?"

"Not bad!"

At this time, Yi Tian didn't need to hide it from him, and said with a sneer: "This is the path you chose for him, since you are walking a dead road, how can he have a way to live?"

"It's you, it's you!"

Jiang Haifu couldn't help but tremble, his face turned pale in an instant, like a prisoner sentenced to death on the spot.

"Give my son back!"

With a terrible roar, Jiang Haifu seemed to be ignited by anger, his red eyes seemed to be spewing fire, he rushed towards Yi Tian like crazy, and his face was as hideous and terrifying as a beast, as if he wanted to bite the person in front of him to death.

When the only lifeline is lost, people will also become completely crazy.

When everyone is running for their lives, only Jiang Haifu is alone here, isn't what he is doing just waiting for a result?

Although he had guessed the cruelty of the outcome, he still had a glimmer of hope.

But now, the last glimmer of hope in his heart has been shattered, and he has become completely crazy.

"Ahh

Jiang Haifu let out a terrible scream, and the pain made him look down, but he found that at some point, a knife had been inserted into his chest.

The knife was so weird that he didn't even see it clearly, where did it come from?

"Poof!"

A stream of blood gushed out, and at the same time that Yi Tian pulled out the knife, Jiang Haifu seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and fell to the ground softly, without a sound.

This traitorous male who holds the power of Wuji City has finally come to the end of his life, but no matter what kind of city he was in his lifetime, I am afraid that he would never have thought that both father and son died at the hands of the same person, and they were the most unlikely person.

However, although Jiang Haifu has done a lot of evil, his feelings for his son are beyond doubt, Yi Tian shook his head and sighed lightly, wiped the blood on the Broken Wave Treasure Blade, and retracted it in his backpack.

The corpse that fell to the ground was bleeding, and the blood flowed at Yi Tian's feet, but he didn't pay attention to it, just bent down and groped for a while on the corpse, wanting to see if he could get some loot.

After all, Jiang Haifu is the richest man in Wuji City, if he doesn't have any treasures, I'm afraid that no one will believe him if he says it, but what makes Yi Tian can't help but be disappointed is that he really hasn't found anything.

Nothing was found, which made Yi Tian a little surprised, but it was also expected, it should be Jiang Haifu's plan.

How can a dying man easily leave his wealth to his enemies?