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Chapter 17 Invitation to a Funeral

Looking at Hua Yan, Wu Xuan said coldly: "If you have something to say, say something, and if nothing happens, leave. Repair the door within a day and pay the money."

Hua Yan smiled and said: "Senior Wu Xuan, don't worry. I will handle it properly and pay the compensation afterwards. But looking at the clothes of the seniors, do you plan to go out to do errands? Or have you already finished your work and come back? If you want to go out to do errands,

I won’t bother you, junior. If you have already finished the work and come back, I would like to ask some seniors a few questions."

Wu Xuan still said coldly: "You are a junior, but you still dare to care about what I do. It seems that I should teach you what it means to respect your elders for me!"

Hua Yan still smiled and said: "Senior Wu Xuan, please calm down. It's just that this matter means a lot to me. I would like to spend more time chatting with the four seniors." Hua Yan never looked at Wu Ming from beginning to end, but when he said

When he said this, he glanced at Wuming subconsciously, but Wuming only kept staring at his left rear from beginning to end.

Wu Xuan said impatiently: "If you have something to say, tell me, if nothing happens, get out of here. Don't force me to do anything."

Hua Yan said respectfully: "It's like this. Not long ago, the younger brother of this junior was suddenly killed. The cause of death was unknown, and the death was extremely tragic. I wonder if the seniors know who killed him?"

Wu Xuan said lightly: "I don't know, why? Do you suspect that we did it?"

Hua Yan said respectfully: "Don't dare, don't dare. The seniors are busy with everything, and naturally they won't take a small person like my brother lightly. I think it must be those people who were persecuted by my brother who came to take revenge."

Wu Xuandao: "It seems that you also know what the hell happened in your Washington DC."

Hua Yan was not angry after hearing this, but said more respectfully: "People cannot be resurrected after death. His death is also a kind of redemption for what he has done in the past few years. But he is my brother after all, so after seven days,

The Washington government plans to hold a grand funeral to send my brother off to his last journey, and I boldly ask the seniors to come and attend the funeral."

The ghost dragged his cheeks and said calmly: "What does your family's funeral have to do with us?"

"younger generation……"

Wu Xuan interrupted the conversation between the two, "You go, I think if I don't promise you, you will stay here and never leave, right?"

Hua Yan was overjoyed and said: "That's great. Thank you to the seniors for the compliment. I'm waiting for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xuan interrupted again: "Don't worry, the four of us will be there."

Hua Yan was slightly startled, but still smiled and said: "Junior, I would like to thank the four seniors in advance for coming. I will definitely entertain these seniors!" After saying that, he turned and left the backyard of Zuixian Tower.

Hua Yan was walking on the street when Hui Lao quietly emerged from the shadows and asked, "How are you doing? Did you find anything?"

Hua Yan shook his head: "Wu Xuan's words are too confidential, I can't draw any conclusions, but it can be seen from their seats that the strange man should be a very important person, and he should be the one who killed Hua Yuan."

No."

Hua Yan turned to Hui Lao and said, "How is it? Hui Lao, what is that man's strength?"

Hui Lao shook his head and said: "I don't know, he looks like an ordinary old man, but my feeling tells me that it is definitely not that simple. You have to guard against this guy. Maybe he is stronger than the ancestor."

Hua Yan took a breath after hearing this: "It seems that we can only wait for them to come before we can find another chance to see if we can ask anything?"

The veteran replied doubtfully: "Do you think they will come?"

Hua Yan confidently said: "They will come, they will definitely come."

After Hua Yan left, Yuan Xiong said dissatisfied: "Xiaoxuan, why did you agree to him?"

Wuming said: "No, Xiaoxuan did the right thing. He has to agree. People like Hua Yan can't take advantage of each other, they must take it upon themselves to take action. If you give in, it will cause problems, and if you take it, it will make him helpless.

Xiaoxuan did a very good job. He didn’t give that kid any chance."

After listening to Wuming's words, Yuan Xiong had no choice but to take a sip of tea and said: "Okay, I'm just a rough guy anyway. You can discuss things like this among yourself."

Wuming picked up the teacup and couldn't help but smile: "However, this boy is indeed very good at observing people's emotions as you said. Now he is still a fledgling, we can suppress him with our strength, but when he grows up, he will not be so easy to deal with.

"

Gu Ling was a little surprised and said: "This is not what big brother said. When did you become so objective?"

Wuming smiled and said: "Be careful with the Wannian Ship, Xiaoxuan, and you guys, you must pay attention to safety in Xuanyun City."

Wu Xuan nodded and said, "I know."

Wuming continued: "This kid probably doesn't know my true identity yet. He is at most suspicious and cannot confirm it yet. If our seats weren't exposed, he probably wouldn't have gained much. It's a pity."

After that, he looked at Wu Xuan and said: "Xiao Xuan, remember. If you can use your strength to suppress him, then suppress him as hard as you can. With absolute strength, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks are in vain, I believe you can deal with it next."

Wu Xuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely handle it."

Then he looked at Yuan Xiong: "Yuan Xiong, you are not as good as Xiaoxuan in this regard. When we get to Washington, Xiaoxuan will take charge of everything. Don't lose your temper. After all, it is someone else's territory."

Yuan Xiong said: "Brother, I don't understand why that kid is so dangerous, why don't we kill him? With our abilities, we can definitely do it without anyone noticing. If people in Washington ask, we won't

Admitting it means, what can they do to us."

Wuming said categorically: "It's absolutely impossible. We actually chose to be enemies with the world. We can only be friends with other people, let alone animals."

Yuan Xiong could only nodded.

Wuming looked at Gu Ling and Jingguai, patted them both on the shoulders and said, "You two are the most trustworthy to me, so I have nothing to entrust, so I will leave them to you."

The ancient spirits and spirits nodded and said: "Don't worry, brother, we will definitely take good care of them."

Wuming stood up, patted the dust on his body and said, "Okay, I've finished explaining what I need to explain, so I'm leaving first." After saying that, he walked into a room and picked up Xin'er, who was playing inside, and said, "Let's go.

Come on, Xiao Xiner, let’s go home. Yuan Xiong and the others have other things to do, so we won’t disturb them. Let’s come and play with them next time.”

Xin'er nodded obediently, then gave the others a kiss one by one and said, "Goodbye, grandpa and sisters, Xin'er will come to play with you next time."

The four of them smiled and nodded.

Looking at the departing grandfather and grandson, the performance of Yuan Xiong and the four others seemed very dull. No one shed tears, and no one tried to stay. Although they knew that the farewell to Wuming might be forever. As for Xin'er,

I don’t even know when we will see each other again, and there is only infinite concern lingering in my heart.

If heaven is ruthless, humans are ruthless. If heaven is ruthless, humans are ruthless. Everything is ruthless, and if it is ruthless, it must be because of emotion.

Just as the unknown two people were leaving, Hua Yan also came to the darkest and most mysterious room in Washington. There were barrels of wine everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine. Just smelling it

, can make people drunk. Hua Yan stood in the middle of the room, telling something to the person in front of him. Sitting in front of him was an unkempt old man with blurred eyes, a face reddened by wine and bright red lips.

The rosacea can be seen clearly even in such a dark environment. There is a wine gourd hanging on his waist, holding the wine gourd in one hand, and the other hand is shaking constantly, like a half-dead drunkard, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Doubtful if he can stand up.

After listening to Hua Yan's words, his eyes finally became clearer and he said, "So, all this is just your speculation, there is no conclusive evidence."

Hua Yan said respectfully: "Yes, ancestor. But I have a hunch that this matter is definitely not that simple, and my guess is probably correct."

The ancestor of the Hua family was silent for a long time before he took a sip of wine and said, "I understand. I will attend this funeral. You can go back first."

Hua Yan nodded after hearing this and silently retreated.

The room was dark, and there was no one around. The only one left was the Huayan Patriarch, half lying on a chair, with one foot hanging on the armrest and the other foot shaking on the ground, looking lazy. He looked at the wine in his hand.

Dear, the ancestor of the Hua family drank all the wine in it and laughed at himself: "The strong wine makes people bold, the strong wine makes people bold."



The Bitter Bamboo Forest is located in the southeastern outskirts of Xuanyun City. The bamboos here are very special. They live and die during the day and night. They are one foot long every moment and wither every moment. They endure a hundred kinds of bitterness for a long time, and after they die, the flowers are poisonous and fragrant. At any time, the smell here is...

It's enough to make anyone passing here faint, so few people pass by this bamboo forest. After all, not many people can bear this extremely bitter and poisonous air.
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