Chapter 1082

In the first seven days of Dewey, the Mohist guild members naturally came to pay homage. As a giant of the Mohist guild, Cha Huaian naturally came in person, but his face was gloomy, and no one knew what he was up to. However, the disciples of the Mohist guild did not dare to slack off and prepared a lot of sacrifice.

In their hearts, Dewey still has absolute prestige, which can not be doubted. No matter whether Dewey is dead or not, in their hearts, Dewey still has an absolute position, much higher than chawaian. After all, Cha Huaian has just taken over the Mohist guild, and his prestige has not been fully established.

Is chawaian really in such a good mood to pay homage to Dewey? His face was so gloomy, just like the dark clouds when the thunderstorm came. He was pressed down one after another. How could he let go of his resentment towards Dewey so easily?

When they arrived at the tomb of duvoy, the disciples of the Mohist guild were preparing to burn some paper money. Chahuai'an glared at them and retreated one after another. Everyone was shocked, but no one dared to object. Chawaian squatted down slowly, reached out and stroked the tombstone, which engraved the birth and death of Dewey. "Master, if you were still alive, what would you feel when you saw me sitting in the position of a giant? Hum, do you think I should thank you or hate you? " Chawaian murmured to himself.

"In fact, I always respect you in my heart. Without you, I would not have joined the Mohist guild. It can be said that you gave me a second life. If you hadn't saved me at the beginning, I would have died long ago. But do you know that I treat you as my own father. what about you? When did you look me in the eye? You think I'm rubbish, a chess piece and a stepping stone for Yan Sishui. If you are willing to look me in the eye, if you are willing to be fair, will it be like this? " Cha Huaian's face was a little sad and indignant. Although his words were mixed with strong hatred, he also had real feelings.

Love is deep, hate is deep. All along, chawaian has a very inexplicable emotion towards Dewey. It seems that he is regarded as a very important person in his life. However, Dewey is too stingy towards himself and almost puts all his emotions on Yan Sishui. Even brothers in the same robe will have conflicts because of the imbalance of father's love, not to mention Cha Huaian and Yan Sishui?

In fact, Cha Huaian didn't mean to fight for the leader of the Mohist guild at the beginning, but Yan Sishui robbed his own woman, but Dewey didn't care, not only didn't speak for himself, but also was partial to Yan Sishui. This planted the seeds of hatred in chawaian's heart and made him understand that if he wanted to get something, he had to strengthen himself. Therefore, he wanted to fight for the leader of Mohist guild, and he wanted to prove to Dewey that Dewey's original choice was wrong. It turns out that he did, and he became the leader of Mohist guild successfully. But why, why does oneself in the heart actually not have a little excitement? Why didn't the hatred in my heart disappear for a moment? Why does his heart have a kind of inexplicable pain?

What if Dewey is still alive? How would he feel when he saw chawaian at the moment? Will he be happy, sad or helpless? On the tombstone, Dewey's picture is serious and indifferent. There seems to be a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, which seems to be laughing at chawaian and making excuses for his actions.

Taking a deep breath, Cha Huaian stood up slowly. All of a sudden, Cha Huai'an suddenly smashed his fist. With a "bang", the whole tombstone suddenly turned into a smash, and bits of gravel splashed away. All of them were shocked. They looked at Cha Huaian, a little incredulous. In any case, Dewey is also the giant of Mohist guild. He led the dark Mohist disciples to a brilliant future. He respected and admired them from the bottom of his heart. They can ignore the fight between Cha Huai'an and Yan Sishui, but it's hard for them to accept this kind of treatment. What's more, no matter how wrong Dewey was, he was always chawaian's master, right? Even if we don't care about the relationship between master and apprentice, at least we shouldn't destroy his tombstone, right?

However, they have seen Cha Huai'an's iron hand these days, and they are still deeply afraid of him. Even if there is some dissatisfaction in my heart at the moment, I dare not say it.

Looking at the blood stains on the back of his hand, Cha Huaian's mouth brimmed with a smile, cold and indifferent. He took out his handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood stains on the back of his hand. Cha Huaian said coldly, "dig up the grave for me." The voice was cold and heartless, as if it came from the deepest part of hell. They shivered in their hearts and looked at Cha Huaian in amazement.

"What are you doing, tycoon? Du Juzi has just been in his first seven years. Even if he moves his tomb, it will take some time. " An old man stood up and said. He was a supporter of Cha Huai'an. He was a giant of Mohist guild. He made great contributions. Cha Huaian has always respected him over the years. In his opinion, even if Cha Huaian is a giant now, he must give up three points to himself.

Slowly turned his head, Cha Huaian's eyes fell on him like a knife, and said in a cold voice: "didn't you hear what I just said? I said, "dig his grave.""Nonsense, chahuai'an, although you are a giant of Mohist guild, you are not qualified to do so. You are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors, you know? " The old man said angrily. He was very unhappy with Cha Huaian's tone just now. He didn't think that cha Huaian turned over his face faster than he turned over his book. He flattered himself many times when he didn't sit in the position of a giant. But now he sat down and treated himself like this. How could he bear it.

"Hum!" With a cold hum, Cha Huai'an suddenly turned around without warning, and the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed into the old man's neck. Suddenly, blood gurgled out. The old man couldn't believe that he widened his eyes, looked at Cha Huai'an in front of him in consternation, slowly turned his head, looked at his neck, inserted a sharp dagger, blood gushed out like a fountain, a moment of dizziness, the whole person slowly fell down.

The other disciples of the Mohist guild on one side were all shocked. They looked at everything in front of them dully and couldn't believe it. No one expected that chahuai'an would start without any sign. It was so cruel that people were still scared. With a cold hum, Cha Huaian said, "you seem to have forgotten your identity, hum." Then, glancing over the disciples of the Mohist guild, he said, "do you need me to repeat it again?"

After all, the disciples of the Mohist guild dare to say more. With the old man as the leader, no one dare to say more. Going against Cha Huai'an's words at this time is obviously to seek death. Without any hesitation, the disciples rushed forward and began to dig the tomb of Dewey.

Chahuai'an's face has been very gloomy, looking at the cement grave being dug little by little, his heart also followed the "bang bang" jump, it seems that the next thing to face is a very terrible thing, he is a little nervous. I don't know if it's a kind of psychological abnormality, but it's undeniable that chawaian has completely lost his reason at the moment, and he just wants to revenge.

The disciples of the Mohist guild also played a drum in their hearts. They suddenly found that they knew too little about Cha Huai'an, and they were always in danger of their lives. Who knew that when Cha Huai'an was in a bad mood, he would stab himself? It scares them a little bit. Also have a little regret, secretly think if it was Yan Sishui sitting on the position of the giant, I'm afraid it won't be like this? Although it is said that the idea of the dark ink disciples is to pursue the goal, they can do whatever they want, but at least there should be a limit, right? At least there is a bottom line, a bottom line that can never be touched. What chawaian has done now has completely exceeded any bottom line, which makes them feel very confused and scared about the future. But at the moment, no one dare to speak out against, no one is willing to be the same old bird, died on the spot.

Dewey's tomb was dug up bit by bit, and soon a coffin could be seen inside. With the roaring sound, the coffin was lifted out of the tomb and put aside. Chahuai'an walked up slowly, his heart seemed very nervous and afraid, every step seemed to use up a lot of strength. However, the eyes are still clearly flashing with a strong sense of killing and resentment.

Touching the coffin, chahuai'an suddenly laughed out loud, some sad smile, people have a kind of chill from the bottom of my heart. "Bang", Cha Huaian slapped on the coffin, the lid of the coffin cracked instantly, revealing the body of Dewey. Lying quietly in the coffin, the expression on his face is still so indifferent, the corner of his mouth seems to be wearing a faint smile of contempt, as if making fun of Cha Huaian.

"Master, how can I thank you? What should I do to you? " Cha Huaian's facial expression was obviously distorted, which was ferocious and terrifying. "Open your eyes and have a good look. I, I, am now a giant of the Mohist guild. Why don't you open your eyes? Are you afraid to face all this, huh? You talk, you talk Chawaian suddenly pulled up hysterically, and Dewey shook hard.

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