In order to consolidate his position, he executed the previous patriarch. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

How can this not be sad?

If Wanyan Burial leads the clan to glory, then he will become a great benefactor that will be remembered by the Wanyan family for generations, and he will be recorded in the history of the Wanyan family, and the evaluation and praise he received are no less than that of Wanyan Chenglin back then.

But if his plan fails, then he will be a great sinner.

Even the Wanyan family will decay in his hands, and in the end, it will be completely extinct!

Benefactor? Sinner?

After all the fights, the funeral is decided!

It's just a pity that the previous patriarch, because his thinking was a little stubborn, he didn't want to take risks easily, and it became a stumbling block that had to be eradicated after the funeral.

Lamentable! Wretched!

Just when Jiang Nan and Xing Gusoul still wanted to sigh, Baili Duchen had already returned.

In his hand was an old man with 'gray' hair, whose hair was draped around his waist, and he was very messy, so he couldn't see his specific appearance.

"He won't come, so I ......"

Baili Duchen explained, although he didn't finish speaking, everyone could understand what was going on.

"Did you find out by other people?"

"Wan Yanleng, who is in charge of patrolling, the four of them saw it."

"What?"

Wan Yan's eyes were suddenly sharp, and he felt a chill on his back when he saw Baili Duchen.

Hurriedly explained: "But they didn't say anything, and took the initiative to make way for me, it seems that they are on your side of the patriarch." ”

"The four of them have been on my side for a long time, and now there are few people in the whole family who are on the side of this old thing, except for a few other old bones.

Can...... As long as this old thing dies, those old bones will not dare to jump or anything, and if they want to continue to stay in the clan, they will all have to shut up for me.

Having stayed here for thousands of years, the tribe wants to leave the Himalayas and go outside to break the 'swing', and now I am their guide, who doesn't follow me? ”

Wan Yan Fu sighed, and his words unreservedly revealed his ambition.

After speaking, he walked up to the gray-haired old man and tore off the rags that were stuffed in his mouth.

Before he could finish the funeral, the gray-haired old man couldn't help it first, panting, and coughing a little, and said: "Fu'er, you are not filial, I am your uncle, your father went out to travel and train when you were five years old, and there is no whereabouts so far, I raised you, I ...... cough cough cough ......"

"Uncle! I can still call you uncle, as long as you 'hand over' the skin rolls! ”

Wanyan Fu's face was cold, and it seemed that what he was facing was not an uncle who had raised him with hard work, but a cow and sheep that he could slaughter at any time.

"You...... You...... Will finish the Yan family...... Push to ...... Perdition ......"

The gray-haired old man's lips trembled, and he said to himself.

"I knew I shouldn't talk to you in vain!"

Wan Yan Fu pinched the neck of the white-haired old man, like carrying a weak little 'chicken' cub, clasped the old man's chin with one hand, and let him look at the tomb in front of him.

He shouted loudly: "The old ancestor once made a rule that once the next patriarch takes over the family, the previous patriarch must present the animal skin scrolls handed down from generation to generation by the patriarchs, and you, why are you unwilling to give it to me, but leave it where you are?" ”

"I ...... I see you...... Your ambitions...... Hide rolls for you...... It's just going to fuel your arrogance......"

"Ambition? Without ambition, how can you come to the world! ”

His eyes swept back and forth on the tomb in front of him, and he continued, "We have been hiding here for thousands of years, planning to rise for a hundred years, for what, isn't it just to let the Wanyan family go to glory, not to return to the peak of the year, at least to seek a place in this world."

Now I have the strength, courage, ability, and confidence to lead my people to glory, and you, what are you worried about? Worried that I'm too incompetent? Too little? Or is it too weak? ”

"Pattern...... World Pattern ...... In the ...... It's changing......"

"The landscape is changing, and so are we! We now have a large number of dead soldiers, a Kham training camp, and tens of thousands of wicked people in Sin City, I have planned everything, prepared everything, what are I afraid of?

Yes, the pattern is changing, but there is a saying called 'chaos' in the world! If the pattern remains unchanged and the 'waves' have been calm, when will my Wanyan family go to glory? When will you be able to get out of the Himalayas? ”

"I'm ...... You...... You ......"

"'Hin' the skin rolls!"

Wan Yan Fu coldly glanced at the old man with gray hair, and said in an unkind tone, "Now 'hand' over the animal skin scroll, I can let you enjoy your old age in peace." ”

"You...... You're going to kill me? ”

The gray-haired old man was obviously taken aback, and even his body trembled slightly.

"To be precise, it should be to send you to see the ancestor, and let you go to the ancestor to apologize!"

"You...... If you are not filial, the ancestors will punish you, and God will punish you. ”

"All I need is a skin roll!"

"I'm not here for the skin rolls!"

"Oh, really?"

Wan Yan Fu slowly turned around and looked at Baili Duchen, "Have you found it at his residence?" ”

"Found! No! ”

Baili Duchen didn't dare to deceive and answered truthfully.

"Hahahahaha......"

Wan Yan Fu suddenly laughed wildly, laughing a little crazy, laughing a little crazy, "The animal skin scroll is owned by every patriarch, and almost all of them will be carried close to him, you told me that it is not on you, do you think I will believe it?"

Old thing, you're old fool, I don't have it yet! ”

"I'll put it somewhere else!"

After all, he is the previous patriarch, and he still has some brains, and at this time, he does not forget to deal with Wanyan Funeral.

"Somewhere else? Old thing, do you think I didn't 'plug' people around you during this time I was away? They can say that you haven't left your house in all this time! ”

"I ......"

"When people are old, their bones are hard, their mouths are hard, it doesn't matter if they are hard, I'll loosen them for you."

Wan Yan Fu was already a little impatient, and turned his head to look at the 'girl' behind him, "Susu, start!" ”

"Okay! Father! ”

Su Su took two steps forward, and his right hand wearing metal gloves slowly raised, suddenly tensed, and slashed the arm of the gray-haired old man.

The sound of the paper cracking spread throughout the area in an instant, and it was particularly harsh and terrifying in the dead space.

The plain metal gloves are like eagle claws, very sharp, blowing 'hair' and making decisions.

With a slight stroke, a blood mark appeared on the arm of the gray-haired old man, and the viscous blood could not stop flowing on the ground.

This element seems to be very 'fine' to the structure of the human body, this stroke is not deep, not long, and not fatal, but it emits a lot of blood for a while.

The blood in the body seemed to be looking for a breakthrough, and there was no intention of stopping.