After a long time, everyone in the mourning hall sensed that something was wrong. Generally, people who come here to worship will burn incense and worship. But Wang Yi held the incense, kept a posture unchanged, and did not salute, just stunned, looking at Wang Daoqing's coffin in front of him, without saying a word.

This is not in line with etiquette, nor is it in line with cleanup, and a person who was personally greeted by his wife turned out to be such a person.

So some people were dissatisfied, and said coldly: "What a boy who doesn't know how to be polite." ”

The person who spoke was a little old, and the words were also old-fashioned, and as soon as this remark came out, the people around him echoed it, and it seemed that the old man's status in the Northern Alliance was not low.

This dissatisfied reprimand alarmed Wang Yi, who was in a daze again, "The kid saw that the young league leader had suffered such a big blow at such a young age, and it was inevitable that there would be some feelings in his heart, and he would like to forgive me." ”

"Hmph. ”

When the old man saw Wang Yi talking like this, he didn't show a drop of water, and the dissatisfaction in his heart decreased a little, so he had to stop there.

Wang Yi chuckled, took a few steps forward, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense case on the ground.

The cigarette curled, and Lu Ning was about to get up to thank Wang Yi, but Wang Yi did not face Lu Ning, but quietly looked at Wang Daoqing, who was lying in the coffin, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The old man who had spoken before jumped out again at this time, and he seemed to have discovered something, "Boy, do you recognize the leader of my family's Young Alliance?"

Although the old man said this, there was a slight doubt in his tone, obviously a little uncertain. But Wang Yi's abnormality is the biggest suspicion.

Before the words fell, several people who had previously echoed the old man instantly surrounded him, sandwiching Wang Yi in the middle, and did not give him any way out.

Lu Ning looked at the middle-aged people in the mourning hall, frowned, dissatisfied, and shouted, "What are you going to do?

An order was issued, and although these people were unwilling, they retreated one after another, exposing the old man in front.

Xiaomei was a little puzzled, frowning and looking at Wang Yi, Wang Gongzi didn't know the etiquette like this before.

Lu Ning suddenly pulled Xiaomei over and whispered a few words in Xiaomei's ear, Xiaomei nodded frequently, with a solemn expression. After Lu Ning finished speaking, Xiaomei turned around and left, walking towards the gate.

Wang Yi is like a sculpture, ignoring the old man's questioning, standing in front of the coffin, smiling rather than laughing, mocking, and crying, laughing and helpless.

Is it fate? or fate?

Wang Yi had to sigh that providence made people, and he couldn't escape, and he would come back to you sooner or later for the things he had committed before.

But Wang Yi's performance like this annoyed everyone in the mourning hall and made them furious, and Wang Yi's current expression fell into their eyes, he was a madman with nothing in his eyes.

In other people's mourning halls, this is clearly looking for things.

Lu Ning's face is even more cold now, but Lu Ning and Beimeng both have their own style of doing things, and they won't embarrass Wang Yi too much.

Lu Ning is extremely thoughtful, and he is also a very deep person, but the people below will not be like Wang Yi.

I saw some young handsome men in the audience, who jumped out directly, and shouted angrily: "Where did you come from, such rude, come here to spread wild, get out!"

After that, he directly stretched out a hand and slapped it towards Wang Yi

To slap Wang Yi out of the mourning hall.

Although this palm looks a little scary, the young man also regained his strength, this palm can only knock Wang Yi out of the mourning hall, and the injury is naturally impossible.

But such a move is a bit despicable, and it is absolutely unacceptable in the eyes of fellow practitioners, and it will not be too easy if you want to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

The old man who had snorted coldly at Wang Yi before shouted, "Absolutely not, stop." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the old man threw out his crutches and was about to stop the young man.

Wang Yi looked so comfortable that he didn't even turn around and continued to stay there. The old man's crutches were as fast as lightning, and he directly met the young man's palm, stopping the young man.

Although Wang Yi was a little rude, his identity was there, after all, he was a guest of the Northern League. Let's not talk about what his true identity is, the person who can be brought in by his wife himself will naturally not be a simple character.

Even if there is something, it is only possible if the lady speaks. The young man was so reckless, which already made Lu Ning above a little dissatisfied, which belonged to not taking Lu Ning seriously.

People are here to worship the master of the Young Alliance, and on this point, in the mourning hall, Wang Yi must not have any loss.

After all, the young man is young, where would he have thought so much, he has been growing up with the young league master since he was a child, and he has been carried away by the death of the young league master these days, and when he saw someone on top of his brother's mourning hall, he didn't know how to be polite, and he couldn't swallow this breath, so he was angry and burned in his heart.

Wang Yi's sluggish body suddenly moved, and at some point, the crutch thrown by the old man fell into Wang Yi's hand.

Everyone present was shocked by Wang Yi, just now Wang Yi's actions, except for a few people in the mourning hall who saw clearly, the rest of the people were confused, Wang Yi took the crutches, walked to the old man's side, and handed the crutches back to the old man.

"Old sir, your crutches!"

The old man squinted, Rao is he has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he only vaguely saw a few figures clearly, Wang Yi's light skills are superior.

"Boy, martial arts are good. ”

Wang Yi smiled slightly, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

Lu Ning, who was standing in front, had a lot of changes in his impression of Wang Yi, at such an age, with such strength, such a son could only be the heir of the major martial arts families.

But Lu Ning was also a little puzzled, she hadn't heard of any martial arts family members coming out to walk the rivers and lakes recently.

So what is Wang Yi's identity?

Such exquisite martial arts are really impressive.

Wang Yi's current strength is the internal strength of a second-grade master and the physique of a first-grade grandmaster. Picking up the old man's crutches was just a hidden empty step that he had learned from the Yang family with a few tricks, and it had such power with just a few moves.

Although most of them are caused by internal forces, the Tibetan empty step also has some effect, and the Yang family should not be underestimated.

The young man obviously didn't expect this to happen in the mourning hall, first the people of his own family helped the outsiders to stop him, and then the outsiders actually took back the crutches that had matched him.

Fantastic.

The young man roared, "Fourth Uncle, you are actually protecting an outsider. ”

The fourth uncle's face was solemn, he waved his hand, signaled the young man not to talk much, turned around, faced Wang Yi, and said slowly:

"Childe's martial arts are really amazing, but I don't know what sect and faction, the old man wants to ask for advice, and when he sees Childe's people in the future, it is easy to know. ”

Wang Yi turned around, just apologized, and did not tell the truth.

"Do you know, how did the Young Alliance Master die?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the mourning hall whispered, and the eyes that fell on Wang Yi became even more. Lu Ning, who was standing in front, had a gloomy face at first, and then a little sad.

The old man took the lead and said: "According to the previous disciples, the master of the Young League was pierced by a master with a sword, first pierced an important part with a sword, and then was insulted with a long knife. ”

After Wang Yi listened, he was silent. However, everyone present began to discuss, although they all knew that the young league master was dead, but how the young league master died, and what weapon was killed, they all heard about it for the first time.

"Childe asked what he was doing with this, could it be that Childe knew such a master?"

"The sword is unique, there are not many such characters, and there is only one woman named Jin Dao Wrong on the rivers and lakes today, who has such an achievement, but Jin Dao Wrong tried with an old monk a few days ago, and now where should I recuperate, and I will not come to my Northern League to find trouble. ”

"What's more, a few days ago, the Northern Alliance Line reported that Jin Dao Co had been near Tingzhou and had not come here. Your unadulterated son can provide such information about the character. If Childe can name such a character, not to mention whether he is the murderer of the leader of the Young League, my Northern League can be regarded as owing Childe a favor. ”

As soon as the old man said this, Lu Ning, who was standing in front of him, had an even more ugly face.

As a member of the Beimeng family, these words should come from her, and as a mother, these words should come from her mouth. But now it was completely robbed by the fourth uncle.

Wang Yi nodded and said lightly: "Yes, I know such a character below." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fourth uncle asked eagerly, "Who is it?"

"Me. ”

"Shhh ”

Everyone in the mourning hall gasped, and the atmosphere became even more solemn, this time not only the old man's fourth uncle paid attention to Wang Yi, but even Lu Ning and everyone in the mourning hall who was standing in front of him looked at Wang Yi.

Lu Ning walked down the steps directly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who do you say?"

Wang Yi pointed at himself, nodded, and admitted directly.

The people in the mourning hall were like a fried pot, and everyone directly surrounded Wang Yi, and the crowd was excited, they wanted to see what kind of person the person who dared to kill the leader of the Young League of their own family was, and instantly left his head here to pay tribute to the master of the Young League.

Even if it is a martial arts master, you have to let others know that the Northern Alliance is not easy to mess with.

Wang Yi turned around, looked over the crowd around him, and at the gate, there was a woman dressed in white, pear blossoms with rain, supported by the maid Xiaomei, slowly walking towards this side.

"Silence!"

Lu Ning, as the current ruler of the Northern Alliance, although he was jointly targeted by several elders, this majesty was still there. Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the people in the mourning hall fell silent.

Wang Yi walked out of the crowd lightly and greeted Lu Li and Xiaomei.

He looked at Lu Li's somewhat desperate eyes in front of him, gritted his teeth, relentlessly, and said softly, "I'm sorry!"