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Just in this moment.

The rise of Qin Mu changed the entire situation of the battle.

The two peerless powerhouses that even Emperor Wu had never defeated were brutally killed by Qin Mu.

Qin Mu turned around and looked at Mr. He with burning eyes.

Mr. He trembled all over, almost without any thoughts.

The three powerhouses he relied on all died unexpectedly.

What else can I do besides accepting my fate at this moment?

Qin Mu walked towards the opponent step by step with heavy steps.

The guards stared at Qin Mu with their guns as if they were facing an enemy. Although they knew that any gun was meaningless, it was their only weapon.

They retreated step by step, guarding Mr. He vigilantly.

Qin Mu roared, "Get out of the way!"

The dozen or so guards standing in the front turned pale with panic, and all fell down.

Qin Mu's eyes sank, and he glared at Mr. He angrily.
Without saying a word, those fists have already exposed their veins, and their murderous intentions are obvious.

Mr. He raised his head and said unconvinced, "If you dare, kill me!"

To this day, he still refuses to accept it.

Qin Mu squeezed his fist and said angrily, "You think I dare not?"

boom!
Qin Mu punched and shattered the boulder behind him.

This punch was shocking, and everyone was stunned.

When Qin Mu swung his fist again,
He Zhenyao shouted from behind, "No! Qin Mu, don't kill him!"

He Zhenyao let go of her mother, ran over and shouted.

"Don't kill him! Don't!"

Mr. He stared at his daughter fiercely, "He Zhenyao, stand up for me, don't ask him!"

He Zhenyao bit her lip and looked at Qin Mu pitifully, only to see that she was crying and shook her head.

Seeing He Zhenyao's pitiful eyes, Qin Mu couldn't help thinking of the scene of her feeding himself.

She is a good person, a kind-hearted girl.

The sin and pain of the He family should not be borne by her.

Qin Mu closed his eyes in pain and made an extremely difficult decision.

I once promised He Zhenyao not to hurt He Zhenrui.

But He Zhenrui is still dead.

Elder He died too.

Now, is he going to kill his father?

The He family collapsed like this,
Qin Mu slowly let go of his fist, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He turned around and patted He Zhenyao's arm lightly, without saying a word.

He walked past He Zhenyao quickly without looking back.

He Zhenyao stood there in fear, looked at his back, and murmured, "Thank you!"

After all, Qin Mu did not attack Mr. He, he came to the crowd.

Kneeling down in front of Emperor Wu with a plop, he bowed deeply, "Grandpa, your grandson is unfilial and made you suffer!"

Cough cough--

Emperor Wu was very relieved, coughed for a while, and said excitedly, "Get up, child, you are not wrong!"

"You are the pride of our Qin family."

"It is already a miracle to see that you have broken through the realm of nothingness."

"I am an old bone, and I have been practicing hard for decades, but I am not as good as you, a young man."

"Cough-cough-"

"From now on, everything about the Qin family is up to you!"

"You are the current head of my Qin family."

Qin Mu shook his head and insisted on not accepting it.

"Grandson still has a lot of unfinished business, and now he can't go back and be the head of the family with grandpa."

Emperor Wu showed a slight smile, "Then your father will take charge of it for you temporarily. After all your affairs are settled, it will not be too late for you to return to the Qin family."

The old beggar said beside him, "Emperor Wu, now that the catastrophe is over, the Nine Clans need to be repaired, everyone should go back and heal their wounds first."

Now the Nine Clans have been tortured badly, and they urgently need to recuperate.

Emperor Wu stood up, "We will not get involved in worldly affairs. Qin Chong, let's go back quickly, and the rest will be handled by Mr. Cheng and the others."

He looked at Qin Mu and said, "You stay here to help, and when I leave the customs someday, I invite everyone to gather in Qin's Mysterious Realm."

"Also, the matter of the imperial mausoleum must be dealt with urgently, without delay."

Emperor Wu ordered to go down, and led Qin Chong and the four major warrior slaves to leave in a hurry.

A group of people came and went in a hurry.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Emperor Wu had been severely injured this time and was eager to recuperate in closed doors.

So everyone didn't want to stay, and watched Emperor Wu and his party leave.

Then the old beggar asked someone to clean up the mess, and brought He Lao's body back to Tiandu.

He Zhenyao looked at her father who was stunned but ignored, and said softly, "Dad, go back!"

Mr. He sat on the ground decadently, his whole body became in a trance.

Mrs. He sighed, and said to her daughter, "Let's go!"

The crowd gradually dispersed, and on the top of the hill, only a group of guards and Mr. He stood there in fear.

"Amitabha! Goodness is goodness!"

Another old monk came galloping and set foot on this hill.

This old monk is clearly not the Master Wu'an just now, but the Master Wukong of Qianye Temple.

"Everything has its own number of days, the donor does not need to be sad, come with me!"

Master Wukong is an old friend of the He family, and also a dear friend of Mr. He.

Mr. He asked unwillingly, "Why? Tell me why?"

Master Wukong laughed, "Benefactor, your obsession is too deep."

"This also shows that the Qin family's strength is not exhausted."

"If Qin Mu didn't understand the mystery, wouldn't everything be in your hands?"

"Now that the three powerhouses are all dead, how can the God Realm of the Ten Directions let it go?"

"It's useless for you to stay here, why don't you go!"

Mr. He said, "Where can I go?"

Master Wukong said, "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. It all depends on what you think in your heart!"

Mr. He froze for a moment, stood up and left with Master Wukong.

On the mountain ridge, it became deserted.

A touch of afterglow, slowly swallowed by the darkness.

He Lao's body was brought back by the crowd and placed in the funeral home.

He Zhenyao and Mrs. He stood silently in the mourning hall.

Now that the He family is gone, they have become pawns at the mercy of others.

I don't know who can bear the great change from the peak to hell overnight?

Chen Yijun and Chen Bin also put on filial piety and knelt there quietly.

He Yijun's elder sister and elder brother-in-law came with their children and bowed silently.

The news of the sudden changes in the He family naturally spread all over the sky.

Fortunately, Qin Mu, Mr. Cheng and the others did not repel and despise the mother and daughter of the He family.

It is because of the long-term origin of the Nine Clans, why this funeral is always held.

So the genius doctor, Mr. Mo, and the old beggar were all present at the scene, and none of them implicated him because of the problems of Mr. He's children.

Anyway, death is a big deal.

The first thing for everyone is to deal with Mr. He's funeral, and then discuss other matters.

Qin Mu came to Chen Qianjiao's mother and daughter and suggested that they go back to rest.

Chen Qianjiao shook her head calmly, "Everyone is gone, why not send him this last journey."

She has always respected Mr. He, so the two sisters Lu Yaqing naturally stayed by her mother's side.

Seeing this, Qin Mu couldn't persuade him anymore.

Of course he didn't know that Chen Qianjiao and Mrs. He had long cherished each other and respected each other in their hearts.

Qian Yuxuan said to Mrs. He's mother and daughter, "Although I will no longer be the commander of the guards, I will still guarantee the safety of your mother and daughter."

Entrusted by others, loyal to others.

If it weren't for so many changes, Qian Yuxuan would still be practicing his mysterious ice magic skill in the Saibei land.

Because of Mr. He's matter, Mr. Cheng and the others didn't mention the matter of the Nine Clans, everything will be discussed in detail after Mr. He is buried in peace.

The death of another old man made everyone feel a heavy heart.

Over the past few years, the Donghua Nine Clans have been troubled.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.