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Chapter 1862 The Last Family Property

The mass grave of Genting Mountain is still a familiar scene for Tang Ruoxue.

The messy cemetery, the dilapidated thatched huts, and the unique moisture of the mountain, everything seems to have not changed.

But it seems a little different. The tombstones are all replaced with new ones and have names.

However, the name on the tombstone does not dilute the gloomy, but instead gives people a feeling of life withering indiscriminately.

Several experienced Tangmen bodyguards shuddered when they saw this.

Tang Ruoxue kicked off his high heels, changed into a pair of cloth shoes, and then walked straight into the depths of the mass grave.

She ignored the hut and the one-armed old man who slowly walked out, and just came to Jiang Hualong at the end.

After a close examination, Tang Ruoxue once again confirmed that it was Jiang Hualong.

"Why is he here?"

Tang Ruoxue looked at the tombstone and whispered:

"He is the one who died at the hands of my father and I, the enemy. What qualifications are he qualified to appear here?"

She wants an answer today.

Almost as soon as the words came, a thin figure appeared beside him. The one-armed old man sighed with a basket:

"He is actually not an enemy, he is also a friend of your father."

"A friend who always wants to make a comeback from China Sea."

"He has advised your father more than once that when he regained his foothold in China Overseas, he will find ways to support your father and fight for the Tang Sect."

"Your father has long been discouraged by Jianghu. He has rejected Jiang Hualong's kindness more than once, and has advised him not to go back to China Sea to make trouble."

"But Jiang Hualong didn't listen. He accumulated a group of forces abroad and joined Wang Qiaochu. He ran back to China Overseas to compete for hegemony."

"It's a pity that because of Ye Fan's appearance, not only did his plan to fight for hegemony be blocked, but also killed Jiang Shihao."

"As soon as Jiang Shihao died, he had no hope of fighting for hegemony, and was abandoned by the capital behind him. Jiang Hualong lost his heart and wanted to kill Ye Fan to take revenge."

"Jiang Hualong killed Tang Xifeng and the others, and he would also start a big killing of you and Ye Fan."

"Your father is really helpless, so he has to use your hand to kill Jiang Hualong."

"You can't stop your old friend from dying, and you can kill your old friend with your own hands, which will help you to get the twelve branches of your position."

"Your father felt very guilty, so he told me to collect the corpse for Jiang Hualong."

"But Tang Pingfan was not dead at that time, so I could not erect a monument for him, so I could only bury it in this way."

"Now Tang Pingfan and Tang Shier are dead, and no one is staring at Yunding Mountain anymore. I will carve their names on it."

After the one-armed old man finished speaking, he squatted down and put in incense, candle and paper treasures, and poured Jiang Hualong a glass of white wine.

The paper money ignited, burning a light green light, stimulating the eyes.

"Jiang Hualong is my father's friend..."

Tang Ruoxue's body trembled: "He is really my father's friend."

She was shocked and couldn't accept it. She beat her father's friend to death.

She also has a tomb on this mass grave.

And she also stepped on Jiang Hualong's corpse and took over.

Thinking of this, she struggled indescribably.

"You don't have mental stress."

The one-armed old man saw the entanglement in Tang Ruoxue's heart, and his calm voice blew slowly like a mountain wind:

"It was Jiang Shihao who kidnapped you and caused a conflict."

"And Jiang Hualong was already crazy at that time, and he didn't even listen to your father's words, and insisted on taking revenge alone."

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you."

"Besides, giving him a home now is worthy of him as your stepping stone."

He handed the bottle to Tang Ruoxue: "If you give him another glass of wine, the past will be over."

"He is my father's friend. I killed him and stepped on his corpse to be the head of the twelve groups."

Tang Ruoxue held the wine glass and trembled slightly: "Can things really go through like this?"

If she kills Jiang Shihao, she will not feel guilty. If she kills the corpse burner who has never known each other and does not know each other, she can also comfort herself.

But with the identity of Tang Sanguo's friend, Tang Ruoxue felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, don't think too much. If you think too much, you will worry about yourself and it will be useless."

The one-armed old man comforted Tang Ruoxue: "The most urgent task is to look forward."

"The most important thing is to do your own thing and walk your own path, and to make your father happy."

Then he took out a cross from his pocket and handed it to Tang Ruoxue: "I'll give you this thing again."

The cross character is exactly the one that Vandans gave to Tang Wangfan.

After Ye Fan broke the evil magic on it, Vandans wanted to throw it away for a while, and Tang Ruoxue left it as a souvenir.

However, Tang Ruoxue did not stay in his hand for too long, and the next day he sent the cross to the one-armed old man for a look.

Tang Ruoxue held the cold cross and spoke: "Is there really a scheming thing about this cross?"

"This cross is as stated in the message I sent you. There is no spiritual power on it, only the evil spirits that have been strangled."

The one-armed old man said lightly: "There was originally an evil soul in it, which needed the essence, blood and purity of the child to warm up."

"Wearing it, Tang Wangfan will lose his energy and become a well-behaved child because of the absorption of evil souls."

"But over time, the child will slowly become weak. At the least, the body will become thin, and at the worst, the whole person will become dull."

"It is probably Vandans wants to use it to control Tang Wangfan to deal with you."

"But Ye Fan discovered the clue and strangled the evil spirits."

The one-armed old man chuckled: "Tang Wangfan can also be considered to have escaped."

Tang Ruoxue stared at the cross and spoke hoarsely: "Are you saying true?"

"Of course it's true. After all, I said that it was a person who worshipped in the Zhong family. I can still see through the tricks of Cross Brahma."

The one-armed old man spoke out: "Besides, you have long believed in my judgment in your heart, otherwise how could you put Vanda?"

"You are the Zhong family..."

Tang Ruoxue asked curiously: "Didn't the Zhong family be exterminated by the Luo family?"

"The Zhong family has indeed destroyed the clan, and one of my hand that I worshipped was cut off by the Luo family."

The one-armed old man picked up the wine bottle and took a mouthful of himself, with a bitter smile on his face:

"I can survive until now, relying solely on your father to take the risk to save my life, and to change my face and avoid Luo's eyes and ears."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm not even qualified to enter a mass grave, and I'll be chopped into meat sauce and fed to the dogs by the Luo family."

"But all these have passed, and it doesn't matter anymore."

"My only value now is to manage this mass grave and watch your father grow slowly."

"This time you not only cheated Vandans, but also forced Chen Yuanyuan to let the imperial chess piece surface."

"This time you go to Xinguo for hearing is your chance to completely control the Emgrand Bank."

He added: "After cleaning up this wave, the Emgrand Bank will completely belong to you, mother and son."

"So what if you surface? So what if you pass the hearing?"

Tang Ruoxue smiled jokingly: "I don't have many reliable people in my hands, and it's hard to hold even if I have a mountain of gold and silver."

Women who are no longer emotional can see their own flaws at a glance.

But her mood is just like smoking. Everyone knows that smoking is harmful to health, but countless people still follow her.

"Your father's friend who can be heartbroken is basically killed by Tang Pingfan."

The one-armed old man looked sideways and said lightly:

"Some allies are not dead and are still capable of great ability, but they cannot trust them, such as Chen Yuanyuan."

"But there are still a few people left that can be trusted and appointed."

"They have been missing for so many years, and have changed their appearance, and are careful to live like rats."

"Now that Tang Pingfan is dead, you need to hire people, and it's time for them to come out."

"There are three names on this list, which are the last person your father can trust and the last family fortune of your father."

"Contact them and take them to the new country."

"I think they will help you very much."

The one-armed old man took out a stack of paper money, then pinched one and handed it to Tang Ruoxue.

Three names and phone numbers are written crookedly on the colorful Ming Dynasty banknotes...

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