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Chapter 840

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The Tang family convoy slowly drove towards the funeral home. Fu Wenhao thought about it and did not follow him. He seemed to think that it was Ye Lingtian's private affairs and was inconvenient to intervene. He got into his car and spoke to Han Haidong who was sitting in the driver's seat: "Let your brothers protect Ye Lingtian and don't let him get into trouble."

Han Haidong took out the phone and sent a text message, and then replied coldly: "I have ordered people to protect me secretly. Leaving Tiandu is the result of the game between all parties. There should be no more enemies to attack Ye Lingtian. After all, Murong Wenlong doesn't know how to move, then he is really dead."

"That's good."

Fu Wenhao sighed: "The grassland matter is really a mess."

He leaned on the seat and closed his eyes slightly: "Ye Lingtian's attack was also related to me. If I hadn't suggested that he go to the Dragon and Phoenix Clothes Treasure today, how could he be taken advantage of by Liang Guo's swordsman? How could he be seriously injured?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, where did the four swordsmen around Ye Lingtian come from? I have never seen them before. Each swordsman has a great cooperation. If they join forces to deal with me, I dare not be sure to win."

Han Haidong hesitated for a moment, and finally lowered his voice and said, "The four swordsmen are not ordinary people, but sent by the King of Northern Realm. They are called Platinum Baimu Baihuo Baishui. It is rumored that the strength of the four of them has reached its peak and can be regarded as the best swordsmen in the world."

Fu Wenhao suddenly remembered several rumors, and then nodded with a sudden realization: "It seems that the King of Northern Realm also guessed that someone would come to deal with Ye Lingtian, so he sent four swordsmen to protect Ye Lingtian, which can explain their appearance and other things. This ridiculous thing really happened like this."

Han Haidong's eyes were calm and without any emotion: "Sending them here is not a bad thing, but not a good thing. After experiencing a life of nine deaths, you will naturally be able to rebirth in the phoenix, but not everyone can die for a life of nine deaths. Many people die in one round."

"Do you think Ye Ling will go back tomorrow?"

When Fu Wenhao gently praised Han Haidong's statement, a ripple passed through his delicate face: "I don't know why, although he promised me to go back to heaven just now, I felt that there was a world of people. Perhaps it was because he agreed too quickly that I didn't feel any sense of security."

A sense of security? Han Haidong smiled at the words of such a woman, and then replied seriously: "Your intuition is right. With Ye Lingtian's personality and character, he would never be so shameless. Moreover, if there are more than 70 lives involved, Ye Lingtian will definitely take revenge on Murong Wenlong."

"Do you think he will seek revenge on Murong Wenlong?"

Fu Wenhao crossed his hands and put them on his knees, and a light appeared in his eyes: "But what capital Ye Lingtian has to fight with Murong Wenlong now? Mengren is lying together from top to bottom to the outside world. There is a shadow of the Chen family behind the Murong family. What can the team that has been surveilled to death and is still under surveillance play?"

"have no idea!"

Han Haidong thought for a while: "Maybe Ye Lingtian has a trump card!"

Fu Wenhao, who was nodding gently, suddenly stopped. He remembered what Ye Lingtian said on the grassland, the fierce and domineering behavior he was when he wanted to destroy two thousand people, and frowned again, worried that both sides would fight to the end.
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