In the imperial city of Tiandu, Mr. He finally woke up.

"Cough-cough-"

After being helped to sit up, he looked at the bodyguard beside him, "What happened?"

"Who of you know what happened?"

The person next to him shook his head.

If they weren't there, how would they know why?
A guard who knew the inside story came in, "Mr. He..."

"In your name, the young master detained the members of the nine clans and brought them to the imperial mausoleum, trying to replace the remains of the first emperor with the remains of the ancestors of the He family, so as to seize the land of the dragon veins and protect the He family forever!"

"Asshole, stupid, stupid!"

He Lao cursed loudly angrily.

How can the remains of the First Emperor be easily replaced?
People who don't have the foundation of blessings can't bear such aura at all.

Ordinary people who open the imperial tomb without permission are bound to suffer backlash.

Of course they didn't know that Mr. Zhongli had suffered a backlash, and they were blinded at that time.

Few people can understand the mysteries between the heaven and the earth.

If Mr. Zhongli hadn't relied on his own proficiency in ventilation, how could he have reaped the consequences?
Mr. He yelled, "Someone, go and call this rebellious son!"

He Lao knew in his heart that if his son hadn't nodded, how could He Zhenrui have such energy?
Someone rushed to call Mr. He, but it was in vain.

Come back and report, "Mr. He is not here, he has gone out!"

At this time, someone came in and reported, "The princess is here!"

He Zhenyao's face was pale, and she didn't have much strength to walk.

My younger brother died overnight, and my grandfather and mother fell ill.

No matter how strong she is as a girl, she might not be able to bear such a big incident.

Seeing that mom had just fallen asleep, she came to visit grandpa.

He Zhenyao felt even more distressed when she heard her grandfather's roar from afar.

After entering, he comforted, "Grandpa, don't get too excited, your body is important!"

Things are far beyond what she can stop, He Zhenyao knows very well in her heart.

Seeing this granddaughter, the old man seemed to calm down a little.

"Zhenyao, how is your mother?"

He Zhenyao said, "Mom is overly sad, she has already fallen asleep after taking the medicine just now."

Mr. He held his granddaughter's hand, his face was gloomy,
"Go, call your dad over, I have something to tell him!"

He Zhenyao shook her head, "It's useless, Grandpa, Dad has ordered that all people related to the Nine Clans be detained."

"Bastard! What on earth is he trying to do?"

He was so angry that he cursed, struggling to get up, "Help me over, help me over!"

"Grandpa, it's useless to be anxious, he is no longer in the palace."

He Lao said angrily, "Where did he take all the members of the Nine Clans?"

He Zhenyao said sadly, "I don't know."

As she spoke, she sighed quietly in her heart.

It seems that things have been unstoppable.

How can the old man allow him to keep making trouble like this?

He was about to get up in a hurry, but his eyes went dark, and he fell down with a plop.

"Grandpa, grandpa—"

"Father!"

"Quick, call the doctor!"

Everyone was in a hurry and called the doctor over in a hurry.

The first thing Mr. He said when he woke up was, "Hurry up, stop him quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Maybe there is God's will in the dark, and some things will not happen if you don't want to stop him.

What happened to what Elder He wanted to stop?

To the north of the city wall, there are lofty mountains.

Among the thousands of mountains, there are many peaks.

Almost all members of the nine clans were escorted to this place.

Everyone found that the people who escorted them did not seem to be soldiers or guards.

But some disciples from various sects.

Although these sect disciples wore modern clothes, their expressions, manners, and speech were quite different from ordinary people.

Qian Yuxuan was also in the crowd, and he ignored them without much expression on his face.

Cheng Xueyi was with Lu Yaqing's mother and daughter, and she looked at Qian Yuxuan coldly.

Qian Yuxuan looked back, his eyes were slightly hesitant.

What will happen when He Zhenrui dies?
No one can predict.

Qian Yuxuan stood there, looking into the distance.

I heard that Mr. He has invited the strong men from ten directions, a group of people who are too powerful to imagine.

For a long time, the strong man of the ten directions was just a legendary existence.

No one knows how powerful they are.

Tons of explosives have already been buried in the position where the members of the Nine Clans were imprisoned.

No matter how high your martial arts are, no matter how good your skills are, you still cannot withstand this bombing.

Maybe you can escape by luck, but you can't save these hostages.

It was getting late, and the darkness swallowed the last ray of light.

Mr. He sat in the tent with a stern expression on his face.

In this battle, if you fail, you will be benevolent.

In his eyes, there is no kindness anymore, only hatred and killing.

In order not to embarrass people, he did not use power, but the power of his family.

In his words, this is an internal struggle among the nine clans.

In fact, power has been unable to resolve this fierce contradictory impulse.

Sitting opposite Mr. He was an old man with white beard and hair. The other person looked flushed and very angry.

His white hair fell down his shoulders.

This hair is a full sixty to seventy centimeters strong.

Such an old man, no one knows his real age.

And next to it, there was a woman.

The woman's eyes are blue, but she doesn't look like a Westerner.

He should be around forty years old, a person of the same age as Chen Qianjiao.

The woman said very little, just sat and drank tea.

That expression seemed to disregard everything in the outside world.

And a middle-aged man on the right is also very arrogant, "Please rest assured, Mr. He, there is nothing terrible about Emperor Wu's lineage."

"Without two shots, I can instantly kill a large piece."

Mr. He said with a sullen face, "In this battle, we must fight with all our strength. If you fail, you will be benevolent!"

The white-haired old man just smiled, looking very calm.

The middle-aged man said displeasedly, "Are you the only one who can't afford us strong men from all directions?"

"At that time, you don't need to take action, I will kill Emperor Wu alone!"

The other party was coaxed by Niu Bi, and he wiped out Emperor Wu by himself.

So cool!

The woman next to her didn't seem to hear, she put down her glass and walked out.

In such an elegant mountain, bursts of piano sounds sounded.

Cheng Xueyi frowned slightly when she heard the sound of the piano.

Lu Yaqing said, "There are still people playing the piano in this kind of place? Is there resentment in this piece?"

Chen Qianjiao seemed thoughtful.

Lu Yating said, "What are they trying to do?"

Cheng Xueyi said, "They want to use us as hostages to deal with Qin Mu. So you have to keep a low profile and don't show your head, lest you become their target."

Hearing these words, Lu Yaqing felt faintly worried.

I always wanted to help Qin Mu, but I didn't expect to become Qin Mu's burden all the time.

She anxiously asked Cheng Xueyi, "Qin Mu's skill has been greatly discounted now, will he be in danger?"

Cheng Xueyi's face was serious, "It's not just dangerous? The He family won't let it go this time."

"You may not know that He Zhenrui is dead!"

"what?"

Even Chen Qianjiao was shocked by this sentence.

He Zhenrui actually died?
No wonder the He family is mobilizing so many people to deal with the members of the Nine Clans. It seems that everyone is really doomed this time.

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