Chapter 117: A Man of the Right Disposition, The Second Young Master Wu

Chapter 117: A Man of the Right Disposition, The Second Young Master Wu

The old man's narration was soft and gentle, and didn't carry much personal emotion. He only told the story of his father's death in those years with a slight sadness.

But on the contrary, such a calm narration is even more impressive.

After Lu Heng listened, even if he was not the wolf demon that Wu Chonggu was concerned about, he could not help feeling sour and sad, and he felt a kind of regret for missing.

He sighed and said, "Brother Wu was sick when we parted, but I didn't expect his body to get worse so quickly... Alas..."

With a long sigh, Lu Heng said, "Now that I'm here. According to the agreement with Brother Wu, I should take care of the Wu clan and give his clan wealth."

Speaking of this, Lu Heng smiled a little helplessly and said, "But the Wu clan is now already rich and famous. Under your management, the Wu clan has become famous in Fushan city."

"It seems superfluous for me to come only now."

Lu Heng sighed and thought about it, and then said, "Well, if you have any unfinished wishes, please tell me. As long as it's within my ability, I will do it for you to repay your father's favor of that year... How about it?"

After Lu Heng opened his mouth with a smile, Helan Zhen and Gu Zhou both looked at old man Wu Yuan with sighing eyes.

The look in their eyes clearly said that you gained a lot!

Although Wu Yuan didn't know the details of Lu Heng, when he saw Wuzhu Helan's eyes, he understood the value this promise was.

Although the old man was a little caught off guard.

But the three people in front of him are all people of noble status. If it is not necessary, why waste time amusing him?

He immediately saluted and thanked him. "Thank you, but I just woke up and I still have a little confused consciousness. If I want to say a wish... I'm afraid I can't remember it for a while."

The old man looked pale.

Since such a superior elder is willing to take care of him, he will naturally think deeply before deciding what to ask Lu Heng to do.

But if he thinks too long and leaves the three noble people aside, it will be too offending...... the old man was worried.

Lu Heng said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, don't worry and think carefully. With me, you won't disappear as quickly as an ordinary soul."

With Requiem Seal, Lu Heng can even keep the soul of old man Wu Yuan for decades.

But in that case, he needed to give the old man a bit of his power - to put it simply, he needed the old man to stay in the netherworld as a ghost messenger.

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It would be too hard to live there at this time.

The souls of ordinary people are not strong enough. Even if they are living in the netherworld, they will only have a lifespan of a few decades.

When the time comes, they will dissipate. Even Lu Heng can't hold their souls at that time.

Only those with excellent qualifications or cultivators can cultivate their souls after death and live for more than a hundred years or more.

The smell sensed by Lianshan Jing was directly interrupted in the night sky. It was impossible to tell where Lu Heng and they had gone.

It seems that from that moment on, the four people in the sky no longer existed in this world, and even the breath of existence was erased.

This extraordinary phenomenon made Lianshan Jing complain and regret it.

Did the Wolf God want to take old master Wu Yuan to another world?

Ah... I care! I really want to go!

Lianshan Jing was both regretful and angry - angry with herself.

At this time, the Wu clan's second young master was kneeling beside the fire and crying loudly. The cry was so fake that it made people sick.

"Father!"

Lianshan Jing, who was already depressed, was even angrier when she heard this hypocritical cry.

Her eyes stared and her right hand pulled slightly in the void...

Click!

With a muffled sound, Wu Zhiyuan's jaw in the crowd suddenly dislocated and his tongue was strangely tied into a knot.

The intense pain immediately scared Wu Zhiyuan into shouting.

But this time, he could not even cry and howl, and he could only cry in agony.

The Wu clan people around Wu Zhiyuan were startled and hurried to check Wu Zhiyuan's situation. They didn't know what had happened.

While the crowd was surging, more people could not see the situation besides the fire. The cry of the second master of the Wu clan suddenly changed from hypocrisy to grief and pain.

The shrill howl made everyone along the river talk about it.

"Wow... Why did the second young master suddenly change? The crying is too sad..."

"He cried so falsely just now. Was he brewing emotions?"

"I think young master Wu Zhiyuan was too frivolous. He didn't know the pain of bereavement before. Now he suddenly reacts, so he cries and tears..."

"Tut, tut... He cries so sadly. He is really a filial son."

"That's it. You see, he now can only howl... It's too sad..."

There was much talk among the crowd.

Everyone was deeply moved.

Although the truth about tonight may not be long before it was completely spread.

But at least at this time, many people could not help sighing at the sad and painful howls.