The sound was like thunder, causing an uproar, and everyone stretched their necks and looked out.

Whether it is the three Mobei tribes, the deputy general of the Tiger Division and the commander-in-chief, they are all powerful giants.

How could such a big shot appear in the Jiang family’s mourning hall?

Not only outsiders were confused, but even the Jiang family members were a little unbelievable.

boom.

Outside the mourning hall, several figures walked in with great strides. The leader was General Murong Jing from the three Mobei tribes.

The dragon soars and tigers are covered with a rolling wild evil spirit.

Everyone present felt a trembling heart. The second and third brother also put away the gloating on their faces and looked at the grand prize in awe.

Somewhat is at a loss.

"The Jiang family doesn't know that the generals are coming from afar, and I hope he can forgive the negligence of the situation," Jiang Zhanfei hurriedly ran forward.

The relatives of the Jiang family behind him did not dare to neglect them, and bowed respectfully.

Even if these big figures above the Nine Heavens can reach a certain level of relationship, the Jiang family may have a great impact in Zhonghai City.

Now they came to worship Mr. Jiang together, and the second and third brother had already had a small plan in their minds.

However.

Among the people who bowed, Xia Chen was very out of place. He seemed to have not seen Murong Jing and others just bent down to pick up the incense and candle on the ground.

“Bold!”

The third brother glared at Xia Chen fiercely and scolded, "Didn't you see a few adults coming? Why don't you get out of here if you can't help the mud?"

"I offended the adults, I think you can't afford to take care of it!"

The second child was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, fearing that Xia Chen's rudeness would offend Murong Jing and others, which would implicate the Jiang family and himself.

Concubine Jiang Shu also pulled down Xia Chen's clothes, as if reminding him with her eyes.

"Bastard, are you deaf? "The second child was so angry that he was about to go forward to catch Xia Chen. Before he could take two steps, Murong Jing glared back.

"Let's wait!"

Murong Jing's standing alone gives people a strong sense of pressure, not to mention the look that looked like an eagle and falcon.

The dick shivered and hurriedly said, "Yes...yes..."

What is Xia Chen? General Murong really gave him a face!

He is just a dog from our Jiang family!

The second child looked strange and glared at Xia Chen with resentment. Although he was full of anger, he could only swallow it now.

Xia Chen carefully wrapped the incense and candle under the gaze of everyone. Then Murong Jing and others took a step forward and took out three incense sticks and held them in the palm of their hands.

Which of the senior generals in these military headquarters is not a famous and powerful figure?

But at this moment, they were all standing in front of the mourning hall with great respect, with Murong Jing as the leader, and dozens of generals behind them all looked solemn.

Holding incense in hand, bowing and bowing.

"Is it enough to live for a hundred years? I am sad that misfortune comes from heaven. Old Master Jiang is well on his way," Murong Jing's voice was powerful, and then he inserted three incense sticks on the incense burner.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Jiang family had a shock on their faces.

Of course, there is also a bit of pride and honor.

But the only one person had a pale face as if he had taken away all his energy in an instant.

He is the representative of the Dong family and Dong He.

"Song long songs should cry, the dead are gone, the living are kind to you!" Another loud shout, the Tiger Commander He Tian strode forward and lowered his head respectfully.

"Since ancient times, no one will die. Let your loyalty shine through history. Old Master Jiang will last forever!"

"Old Master Jiang will be immortal..."

The eulogies echoed like thunder in the sky above the mourning hall, with a rainbow of momentum. It made people sad, but they felt particularly excited and inspired.

This situation is incredible.

If so many generals worship after death, how famous was Old Master Jiang during his lifetime?

Plop!

As soon as he thought of this, Dong He could no longer bear the pressure and fell to his knees on the ground.

When he saw Murong Jing coming to worship, he felt something was wrong. These eulogies scared him so much that his soul was rising and his legs became weak.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dong He was as embarrassed as a dog, and kept kowtowing to Mr. Jiang to admit his mistakes.

All the generals of a country are so respectful, let alone the representative of his small Dong family's sesame and mung bean size?

The hearts of the entire mourning hall were thrust, both shocked and fearful.

Only Xia Chen was still neither humble nor arrogant, and stood on one side with a blank expression from beginning to end, as if he was the only one who was suffering the pain of Mr. Jiang's departure alone.

Murong Jing looked at Xia Chen and sighed, then stared at Dong He on the ground with a towering look.

"The third-rate family, Zhonghai City is as numerous as a cow's hair, one more is not more, and one less is not less!"

"If it weren't for the death of Old Master Jiang, it would be better to see blood. Your Dong family will be buried with you today!"

Crash.

Upon hearing this, those who had spoken rudely in the mourning hall immediately felt a chill on their backs and a hint of cold sweat came out of their foreheads.

Dong He kept kowtowing like he was heartbroken, even though his head was bleeding...

Murong Jing and others finished cooking incense and prepared to leave.

The third brother was very good at looking at the winks and hurriedly trotted all the way to send Murong Jing and others off, but before he could take two steps, a cold breath came instantly.

The third brother was stunned and hurriedly stopped.

Murong Jing withdrew his gaze. He led a group of generals in an orderly manner. Dozens of tough and tough guys were powerful, forcing everyone to suffocate.

Just as everyone's puzzled eyes were filled with doubts, Murong Jing suddenly looked at the taciturn Xia Chen.

He was respectful and strong.

"Line and salute!"

Click!

A neat military salute was like a hand knife that pierced into everyone's heart, and everyone's eyes were about to fall out.

What's going on!

Who is Murong Jing?

The three generals of Mobei!

Who is Xia Chen? The waste son-in-law who comes to the Jiang family!

Are these two people on the same level?

Everyone was filled with storm in their hearts, staring at Xia Chen in surprise, and they couldn't believe that the scene just now was true!

"If it weren't for the relationship between grandpa, could Xia Chen be so lucky?"

"Yes, the generals probably just out of etiquette. Do you think this kid has turned over? A joke!"

The second and third brother were also incredible, but after seeing Xia Chen's military uniform, they all realized it later.

"Xia Chen, your wings are really hard. Now you don't even listen to my words!"

"You dog-dog, believe it or not, I'll cut you off!"

"Courtesy!"

The third brother's teeth creaked, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Uncle San, what you said is too hurtful. Even if Xia Chen is not good, he will be my Concubine Jiang Shu's husband."

"Why are you just a dog who is stinging inside? You are so ugly!"

Although Concubine Jiang resented Xia Chen in her heart, she felt very uncomfortable when she saw others insult him like this.

"Hmph, it's still light for me to scold him. You still want to protect him!"

"I see you are as stubborn as your disabled father!" The third man pointed at Concubine Jiang Shu and scolded even more fiercely.

When she mentioned Concubine Jiang Shu's father, she bit her lip and her eyes turned red.

"Enough!"

Xia Chen shouted loudly, protected Concubine Jiang Shu, and glanced at the third brother coldly.

Swish!

Just one glance, like a knife, like a sword!
To be continued...