The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In the small town of Cangyue, in front of a big house, there stood a group of people, about 30 people.

Most of these people were wounded and seemed to have gone through a fierce battle.

These people stayed quietly, and there was no relaxation after the war, and there was even a subtle atmosphere between them.

They seemed to be on guard for each other, and some even glared at each other, as if they wanted to go up and fight.

The leader is an elderly man whose face is as old as bark.

The old man grew tall, his skin pressed against his bones, making him look more like a corpse.

The old man stood quietly in front of the mansion, his expression gloomy, and he didn't know what to think about.

If you look closely, you will find that the entire mansion is shrouded in a faint layer of gold.

The scene inside the house was obscured by this golden light hood, and it was not very real.

A middle-aged man behind the old man said with a gloomy face: "Old Lu, it's been so long, is there still no way for Leng's formation?"

The old man picked up his almost lost eyebrows, showing a mouth with few teeth left, and gave a wrinkly smile.

"This formation won't last long."

The old man's voice was hoarse and dry, and his heart trembled.

A short man with a wicked face got in front of the old man, rubbing his hands and said: "Old Lu, we have agreed, when this formation is broken, Leng Weiya, this lady belongs to me."

The old man nodded and said, "Naturally, this is your reward for helping me."

The short man nodded in satisfaction, looked at the big house, and licked his chapped lips.

The short man's face was red, and his body was trembling slightly from time to time.

It seems that the scene of Leng Weiya, the unattainable Patriarch of the Leng Family, has already appeared in his mind.

Someone in the crowd gave a cold snort, seemingly shameless at the behavior of the short man.

The short man was not angry. The people who were there weren't all the same, and couldn't urinate in a pot at all.

If it weren't for the Lu Jiaxuan's great benefit, they wouldn't get together at all.

This time the Lu family suddenly attacked the Leng family. Instead of using the power of their own family, the Lu family used a lot of profit to gather a large number of famous murderers in the rivers and lakes.

No matter how the Leng family is, it is also a big clan, and the Lu family's actions are somewhat suspected of making them like cannon fodder.

But many people simply cannot refuse the conditions offered by the Lu family.

Most of them are casual cultivators on the rivers and lakes, and a large part of them are felons wanted by spider webs.

In addition to the attractive resources for practice, one of the heart-wrenching conditions offered by the Lu family is that those who survive this time will be stationed in the Lu family as a guest.

Everyone knows that one of the ancestors of the Lu family is one of the heads of the spider web. What it means to join the Lu family is self-evident.

This means that you don't need to hide XC in the east, and you don't need to be beaten and killed by spider web people like a mouse crossing the street.

On this one condition, many wanted felons will be rushed.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the mansion protected by the formation in front of him and said: "If you rest well, let's work together to break this formation."

No one opposes the old man's proposal. For Leng's family now, the only thing left is the final touch.

If the Leng family can't be solved today, then wait for the Leng family to ease off and get a better life in the future. I am afraid that everyone will face endless pursuits.

For a while before the big house, the air was stunned and the fists flew wildly. There was no good way for the formations in front of everyone, and they could only destroy the formations through constant consumption.

Time gradually passed, and when everyone joined forces to bombard the formation for the fourth time, the golden mask finally cracked.

Looking at the cracks, everyone's faces showed a relieved expression.

"boom!"

The golden mask burst into pieces, and the mansion finally appeared unsuspectingly in front of everyone.

...

At the door of the mansion, Leng Weiya coldly looked at the villains in front of her.

Her body was full of blood, and she didn't know if it was her own or someone else's.

Behind Leng Weiya stood a group of people, mostly young men, among them only a few old people who looked very poor.

Everyone was wounded, no one spoke, and everyone was preparing for the last fight.

Leng Xiaolu stood behind Leng Weiya, holding the white cat called Butterfly in his arms.

There was a terrible wound on the white cat's neck, and the blood kept overflowing.

Leng Xiaolu held the white cat's twitching body tightly, and tears kept falling on the white cat.

The white cat tried to look up at Leng Xiaolu, but tried many times without success.

"President Leng." The old man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and bowed his fists sincerely.

Since the Feng Shenya incident, the top combat power of the entire Leng family has been broken.

The precarious Leng family was just supported by this woman.

Although there are many people help, but if a woman can do this step, everyone will give her a thumbs up.

Looking at the old man, Leng Weiya wiped the blood stains on her face, and sarcastically said, "Lu Mo, your old dog has lived a long time!"

The old man was not angry, and smiled faintly: "It is my old dog who killed your Leng family."

"Back in the Fengshenya incident, your Lu family stayed at home to eat shit...cough cough."

An old man with a broken leg looked at Lu Mo and said sarcastically, but because of the serious injury, he spoke with blood.

A young man patted his back for the old man and said, "San Ye, can they understand this group of dogs when they talk to them?"

"Ahem... Xiao Wu is right, where can the beast hear the human word."

With a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lu Mo's mouth, he looked at the remnants of the Leng family mockingly and said, "You Leng family can only move their lips now!"

Leng Weiya stopped talking, because it was useless to say more.

Leng Weiya's aura began to rise, and a **** cat jumped on her shoulders and looked at Lu Mo coldly.

Lu Mo sneered and waved behind him: "Take the Leng Family, and everything from the Leng Family will belong to you."

Lu Mo pointed to Leng Xiaolu again: "This kid wants to live."

When everyone heard this, they were breathing heavily. Although the Leng family was declining, it was still a big family. This was a huge fortune.

"Does it depend on your dogs?"

At this time, Leng Weiya's eyes began to change, her black pupils turned dark green, and a strange breath radiated from her body.

Lu Mo looked at Leng Weiya with some surprise: "I haven't seen this'Seven Nights Art' for so many years, I never thought you could actually practice it."

Everyone who had been eager to hear about the "Seven Nights Art" changed their expressions.