"Brother Tong, you're here!" Hao Yuelin had tears in her eyes, and hurriedly got up from the coffin to greet Hao Wentong, and lowered her posture. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Heavenly Illusion Sect, Miaofa Sect, more than a dozen traveling monks from Sumeru Island looked at Hao Wentong, some scrutinized, some sneered, and some were proud.

"I've been a little tired of the wake in the last few days, so I went back to catch up on sleep, but I didn't expect so many people to come at once. Hao Wentong took care of tidying up his filial piety clothes, and even took Hao Yuelin's jade hand and walked forward, kneeling firmly in front of the coffin, his eyes were blank as if he was wandering, and he didn't even look at anyone.

"Hmph, this is the heir that the eldest brother chose for his lineage?"

Hao Yuelin was annoyed that this guy took the opportunity to take advantage of her, grabbed her hand and didn't let go, and saw Hao Wentong as if he had returned to his soul, half-truths and half-truths and cried sadly: "I neglected my uncle, but there are more uncles and ancestors, and Wentong's mind is messed up and he can't sit down." My grandfather's love for me is obvious to all, and as soon as he leaves, it is like losing the backbone, which can not lift the spirit of doing anything, and the five labors and seven injuries are nothing more than this, and please forgive me, uncles, and uncles. ”

"Stinky boy, you were still drinking and prostituting three hours ago, do you think we don't know?" The person who spoke was a short man wearing a high hat, with a short figure, and his eyes widened and pointed at Hao Wentong.

"When did I drink? When did I become a prostitute? Where did this brother come from? It must not be from our Hao family, look at Sister Lin and me, it is a collection of heaven and earth, and only this appearance is the Hao family. ”

Li Hui was so angry that the short ghost in a high hat screamed, this kid stabbed him in the sore spot, he really thought that he had become the city lord of Mufeng City?

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Hao Wentong, you are wrong in your words and deeds, and you are ridiculous, you are really not the right person to take charge of Mufeng City, you ......"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud bang, and the monk who was high up in the Wandering Period was shocked back three steps, and the person who had lost his words and deeds in his mouth withdrew his fists and retreated, and said to the big enshrinement and the second enshrinement behind him: "Uncle Quan, Uncle Leng, when did you put the beast in? The dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, what is it if it is not a beast?"

"Bastard, nothing big or small. "The monk of the wandering period was actually repelled three steps by a junior who did things absurdly, even if he felt that he had stumbled, he couldn't hold his face, and he lost face in front of the elders.

The big offering and the second offering will protect Hao Wentong behind him, and the two of them are the most loyal and will not let the young master suffer. Today, so many descendants came with their heirs, obviously wanting to replace them. Even if the plot fails, you have to tear off a few pieces of fat from Mufeng City and eat them.

Most people come with a tooth sacrifice mentality, and in Hao Yuelin's description, there are three people who are determined to win, and the most threatening person is her sister Hao Yuechen.

Hao Yuechen didn't come back alone, she was holding a five- or six-month-old baby boy in her arms, followed by a slender and handsome man.

Li Hui was stunned for a while, and said in his heart: "People dragged the family back to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, and the baby boy must be surnamed Hao, and the man must be the son-in-law who came to the door, and Hao Yuelin's wish has been fulfilled in advance." ”

In addition to Hao Yuechen, there are two other menacing menacing menacing, namely a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows, who claims to be the illegitimate son of his grandfather, and has obtained the blood recognition certificate of the ancestral hall. and a one-armed nun, the heir of the former lord of Mufeng City.

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows is from the Heavenly Illusion Sect, Hao Yuechen, who is dragging his family, is from the Miaofa Sect, and the one-armed nun is from Sumeru Island.

These three people and a scheming Hao Yuelin just made up enough for a table of mahjong. The problem is complicated to say, simple to say simple, Li Hui no matter who they are, they are opponents anyway, and he is the target.

Suddenly, everyone heard Hao Wentong angrily reprimanded: "Grandfather's bones are not cold, you bastards have started the ghost idea of Mufeng City, I advise you not to be delusional, I am the righteous city lord, and when I will improve my cultivation in the future, I can ensure the peace of the party." ”

"You said that you can improve your cultivation by improving your cultivation?" The dwarf in the tall hat could be regarded as seizing the opportunity, and laughed: "Hahaha, joke, how many rare treasures have been spent to make you reach the middle stage of Vientiane today? ”

"Uncle Quan, Uncle Leng, how many times have I said it! Li Hui pinched the jade flute in his hand hard, and looked at the dwarf ghost without smiling.

The dwarf ghost craned his neck and said, "Boy, if you don't make a mistake, you can cut my neck, if you move, you will not be a hero." ”

"Oh, that's what you said. Li Hui smiled.

The people present saw Hao Wentong's figure flickering to the dwarf ghost's side, and a series of thunders erupted when he raised his hand, and the jade flute in his hand sounded violently, forming a sound killing sword qi and slashing down.

"Qiang ......" dwarf ghost was frightened, but he firmly believed that his cultivation was superb, although he was not as good as those uncles in the wandering period, but he had the cultivation of the early stage of the macro-law, plus the cultivation of the body protection divine skill, this kid did not cut him angrily, as long as he was angry and slashed his neck, he immediately formed a counter-injury, and when the time came, death was an accident, and he could only blame himself for not being good at learning.

This dwarf is quite scheming, and he calculates well, but if he was Hao Wentong's head was hot, nine out of ten would die here, and it would be different if he was Li Hui's shot.

The jade flute sings to form a sound kill, and the dragon chant for nine days to form a sword qi.

The sound killing sword qi was superimposed seven times, and each time it was killed, it progressed layer by layer, and after a few spiritual treasures on his body, he turned into a three-zhang long twisted light.

"Click!".

A strong wind blew in the mourning hall, the white spirit flags hunted, and the blood splashed instantly, followed by a "click" and a heavy tremble.

After four consecutive tones of sword qi, this dwarf ghost's head was clicked by Li Hui, and he wanted to shake Hao Wentong to death with a counterattack?

"Tsk, I only played the flute four times. ”

After cutting it, people said that they couldn't help it, and it was really enough! But Li Hui had something even better, squatting down and searching the dwarf ghost with all his belongings, and that technique was so sophisticated that Hao Yuelin stared at him.

"Ah, do you still want Wentong to cut off his neck? Anyway, if the cultivation is low, it may shock me to death, and when the time comes, I will just fulfill your wish and choose a new city lord to come out. ”

Many people in the mourning hall suddenly felt that they couldn't adapt, Hao Wentong was usually arrogant and domineering, but it would make people think that he was strong on the outside and capable in the middle, and today's arrogance and domineering were different, like a radiant spirit, with an essential difference.

Could it be that this kid has been forbearing, and only today has revealed his true nature and shown his superiority? If this is the case, he has deceived everyone, and this scheming should not be underestimated.

"I'm coming!" Suddenly, a young man came out of the crowd, and Leng Sensen smiled and said, "Brother Wentong, you and I are both cultivators of the Vientiane Realm, so let me be the elder brother to weigh whether you are qualified to be the city lord of Mufeng City." ”