He has seen a lot of such things.

No matter where you go, it's the people who are valued.

And Ye Fan's so-called family members, when ye fan was alive, because of Ye Fan's face, the martial god hall might still attach importance to some points.

But now, as soon as Ye Fan dies, his family forces, which are dependent on him, will no longer rely on him.

Now the temple of Wu sent people to comfort him. Lu Hua felt that it was just a show for outsiders.

After this consolation, it is estimated that the temple of Wu will no longer be in charge of Ye Fan's family affairs.

"Wargo, I understand all that you say."

"It's just that ye fan is, after all, the seventh pillar state of our summer."

"Even if it's a show, you have to send a few more weight level characters."

"Otherwise, we two younger generations will go to comfort them. If this is spread out, it will be much more chilling."

"Is it so desolate after death

Lin Sicong still can't think of it. He thinks that the arrangement of the temple of Wu is too inappropriate.

Lu Hua was smiling: "you don't understand that."

"Before I came, I heard that the candidates for the group were arranged by the boxer emperor."

"And the son of the king of boxing, Mo Wuyuan was the hot candidate for the seventh title, but he was finally intercepted by Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan has robbed other people's son's place."

"Do you think the boxer will make him feel better?"

"I think that the reason why this group is so low is also the meaning of their father and son."

After all, Lu Hua was born in a martial arts family, and his information was much wider than that of Lin Sicong.

"Oh, how could there be such enmity?"

Hearing this, Lin Sicong was shocked.

He had thought that this kind of interest entanglement, enmity and dispute would only happen among ordinary people like them.

But I didn't expect that those who stood at the top of Wudao also had their own selfishness and desire.

After learning about these grudges, Lin Sicong's doubts are solved.

But also because of this, Lin Sicong's attitude towards this task has become casual and slack.

After all, the leaders above don't pay attention to them. How can they do things under them?

After a day's work, Lin Sicong and LV Hua arrived in Yunzhou, Jiangdong province.

According to the address they learned before, Lu Hua and Lu Hua drove directly to the villa in front of Yunding mountain.

After several months of renovation, the Yundingshan villa, which was burned down in the gunfire, has undoubtedly been completely renovated.

On the misty lake, tall buildings stand.

At the top of the cloud top, it looks arrogant.

At the first sight of the villa, LV Hua and Lin Sicong were shocked by the majestic and magnificent buildings.

"Sit in Jinluan, napan dragon, pagoda and treasure pot."

"This place is a treasure land of geomancy."

"Even the deep courtyard where my grandfather lives is not as elegant as this villa."

"It seems that ye fan had great power and position in Jiangdong before his death."

After getting off the bus, LV Hua looked at Ye Fan's residence and couldn't help feeling secretly.

But when he was shocked, Lu Hua also laughed and whispered to himself.

"But then what?"

"No matter how much power and position you had before you were alive, you will be in vain when you die."

"Just like this villa, no matter how grand and luxurious it is, it will only belong to later generations."

Lu Hua sneered and then raised his step.

Step on the top of the cloud top!