Long Sorrow Song - C115

Tang Xiao Lin didn’t get up for a long time. No one came to help him. Lu Zi Bai’s mother coughed and a maid came to help her out.

“No matter how good one’s martial arts is, it would still be difficult to defeat four people.” Madam Lu’s face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost.

Blade and sword sounds rang out one after another. The Lu family’s hanger-ons were getting restless. Even if Ye Wen’s martial arts were high, it was almost impossible for him to win against a few hundred martial arts experts at the same time. If they couldn’t fight, then they had no choice but to run. Ye Wen lightly tapped his toes, and his body lightly swept towards the roof like a swallow. Ye Mo Han’s body had just flown up, and more than a dozen people in the crowd had also jumped up. Half of them held swords and sabers in their hands. Ye Chonglou tapped on the roof of the room again and exerted his strength into his feet. His body swirled like a gust of wind for several dozen zhang. He then rose and fell before rushing into the forest of the Golden Star Garden. The qinggong of the dozen or so people behind him was average. Some of the best were able to follow the Jin Xing Garden, but they were left behind in the forest by Ye Mo Han. Ye Mo Han left the insults far behind and flew away from the Jinxing Garden. There was no lack of trouble behind everyone. Perhaps, things would get better in front of them.

In one breath, Ye Mo ran for more than 30 miles. In front of the Lu family was a wasteland, and behind them was a bustling town. The Lu family house acted as a barrier, blocking the depression and acting as a cover for the prosperity behind them. This place was originally the territory of the Kongtong Sect. Ever since the death of Uncle Dan, Ji Yongao, and the Gongsun siblings, the Kongtong Sect had been completely destroyed. However, he was surrounded by the Hua Shan Sect and the Nan Gong Family, and there were also the Mo and Hua Shan Sect’s continuous battles. Even the Lu Family could only protect themselves within these factions, and as for the Kongtong Territory, Lu Zibai definitely would not covet it. However, even if Lu Zibai followed the family’s instructions and did not participate in the martial arts business, he would still be dragged into the martial arts world and lose his life in the end. Thinking of this, people couldn’t help but sigh.

Ye Mo didn’t go to the boisterous place and wandered into the unmarked cemetery. With the influence of the Lu family, it was easy to find a person in the Kongtong Sect, not to mention a place with many people. At this moment, Ye Mo Han hesitated. Should he head to the Mo Clan to find Mo Xi Yan, or should he continue to stay here and catch the culprit? When Ye Wen left, all that was left in the world was just a nameless person called Ling Yundu murdering Lu Zibai, so there was no need for him to do anything. When the name “Ye Wen Han” was mentioned again in the martial arts world, it naturally caused a much bigger sensation than the death of a white Lu Zi. At the very most, Lu Ziyu was a businessman. He and the Lu bank would exist because of the mutual compromise between the two parties; however, Ye Ziyi was cold and the two sides could not compromise at all. His existence was a threat to both sides, and at present, he was the most threatening to Zhang Qingwu of the Hua Shan School. The Hua Shan Sect had the potential to replace Wu Dang in the martial arts world, especially what Zhang Qingwu did after he became the sect head. Everyone in the world knew that Zhang Qingwu would become the second Lin Moxiao. Zhang Qingwu was said to surpass Lin Moxiao and any other Hua Shan Sect Leader in the past, leading the Hua Shan Sect to become the world’s largest sect in a single leap.

The gravestones were scattered all over the cemetery, and the wind was cold and sharp. Even in the daytime, it was frightening. Could there really be ghosts in this world? Even if there really was a ghost, a ghost would not have a treacherous heart. If so, why are there so many people who are afraid of ghosts and not afraid of living people?

“Come out.” Ye Mo Han turned around and faced a large grave not far away. That grave was the biggest among all the graves, and it seemed like the king of all the graves.

A figure immediately appeared from behind the grave. It was indeed Lu Kun, the servant of the Lu family. Ye Mo Han was surprised to see him. How could this man be here? Could it be that he didn’t know who Ye Mo was and wanted to follow Ye Mo Han?

“Young master Ling.” Lu Kun saw that Ye Mo Han did not seem to be panicking, and his demeanor was not familiar to Ye Mo Han either. It was as if he had become a completely different person. What a coincidence, we actually met each other in this sort of place. ”

“You’re from the Nangong Family?” Nangong Ping had sent someone who looked like a servant to infiltrate the Lu family. His strategy was indeed very high. Including Lu Zibai himself, although he thought that the Nangong Family had sent people to infiltrate the Lu Family, how could he have known that this person was Lu Kun. The more unremarkable a person was, the greater their destructive power would be.

“I was indeed sent by Old Man Nangong.” Lu Kun immediately admitted it. After coming to the Lu Family for so many years, I thought that I had finally found a chance. As long as Lu Zibai dies, the Tang family will take control of the Lu family. The Nangong family will be able to take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate the Tang family and take over the Lu bank. They will also be able to seize control of the Kongtong Sect’s territory.

“What does’ a little bit ‘mean?” Ye Mo Han looked at Lu Kun in confusion. The servant in front of him looked quite extraordinary. Whether he had killed Lu Zibai’s murderer or not, he had also coincidentally escaped to this place after killing Lu Zibai.

Lu Kun sat down dispiritedly, and also motioned for Ye Mo Han to sit down, “Lu Ziwei was simply faking his death. He’s smarter than I thought.”

After she faked her death, Ye Wen’s eyes suddenly lit up. Indeed, only by faking her death would she be able to make all those restless people show up, so she could catch them all in one fell swoop. At this moment, Ye Han recalled the expressions on Lu Zibai’s mother’s and sister’s faces. Their expressions and reactions didn’t seem like they had lost their loved ones, especially Lu Zibai’s mother. If Lu Zibai had really faked his death, then it would have been him who had killed the White Barrow Hawk and Bloomberg. The person Ye Zihan was chasing last night would definitely be Lu Zibai, and Lu Zibai had purposely let Lu Zihan stay in her room, apparently because the next day after she faked her death, Lu Zihan was willing to testify against Ye Mo Han. The reason why they killed the White Cang Eagle and Peng Bo was to make Tang Xiaolin believe that the Tang Clan’s killers could kill Lu Zibai. After Lu Zibai died, the Tang Family would definitely take over the Lu Family’s business. The Nangong Family would then use Lu Zibai’s unknown death as an excuse to take over the Tang Family and finally control the Lu and Tang Family. At that time, when Lu Zibai suddenly revived, the Nangong Family would not only have gotten rid of the Tang Family for nothing, but also all the spies in the Lu Family. Ye Wen was speechless, in his heart, he clearly thought that the possibility of this happening was rather high, after all, Lu Zibai’s death was too sudden and too coincidental. With Lu Zibai’s scheme, it was not impossible for him to use his fake death to completely destroy the schemes of the Tang Clan and the Nangong Clan.

“How do you know Lu Zibai faked her death?” Ye Mo Han asked this question, but he already felt that it wasn’t that important.

Lu Zibai’s meals are delivered by me every day, but ever since the White Walled Eagle was killed, all of Lu Ziqing’s food and drinks have been taken over by Lu Zihan. Last night, I went to your residence and saw you chasing someone, so I secretly followed you, and when I arrived, I coincidentally saw you with the Lu siblings. Lu Kun rolled his eyes and glared at Ye Mo Han. I originally thought that you were sent by the Tang Clan, and that you were the one who killed the White Barbarian Eagle. ”

Lu Kun wiped the sweat off his forehead, and it was only then that Ye Wen realized that his clothes were almost completely drenched, it was unknown if he was too nervous or was tired from running away, “I have been in the Lu family for at least ten years, and have never seen Lu Zibai use her full strength. Last night, I thought that the person you were chasing was Lu Zibai. He must have intentionally lured you there for a reason. Sure enough, today he faked his death and all the guests from the Lu family came to surround you. ”

“Is that how you judge Lu Zibai’s faked death?” As for Lu Zibai’s faked death, Ye Jianhan had already confirmed it in his heart, and Ye Jianhan also felt that both Bai Cang Ying and Peng Bo had died in Lu Zibao’s hands.

“I was the first to hear the news of Lu Zihan’s death from her mouth, and I immediately escaped from the Lu family without anyone stopping me.” Lu Kun looked towards the opposite direction of the Lu family. It was the Nangong family’s territory. He let out a long breath. Young Master Ling, at a time like this, shouldn’t the Lu family be preventing the news from getting out, but the Lu family is letting me out. I originally thought that I would go and inform Master, but the more I go, the more I feel that something is amiss. This is clearly a trap, not only will the Nangong family be unable to go, the Lu family will not be able to return either. ”

“Why can’t the Nangong Family go?” Ye Wen Han didn’t understand.

“It was Elder Nan Gong who sent me. I haven’t accomplished anything in the past ten years, and now my identity has been exposed.” Lu Kun held his hand and said. With my understanding of Young Master Nangong, he definitely won’t let me off when we get back. For people like us, if we were to be exposed, it would basically be a dead end. ”

Lu Kun suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with fear of death: “But I don’t want to die yet.”

‘But I don’t want to die yet. ‘This was the request of a weakling in this chaotic world. His fate wasn’t under his control, and his life or death wasn’t up to him to decide. In an era where life and death could not be decided by oneself, unless one could obtain the pity of the strong, the Weak’s Wail would be casually killed. It was said that life and death were unpredictable and fate were in the sky, but why was the fate of the majority controlled by only a few people? Ye Chanhan had originally thought that he could control his own life and fate, but he slowly realized that it was very difficult for him to use his own strength to resist those formless yet real powers. These forces were formed from a mixture of conspiracy, power, and benefits. This kind of power could be used as a killing tool for one force, and could also be used as a loess to bury another.