When Ye Lingtian was very satisfied with his thoughts, he did not go back to examine Murong Wenlong's life and death. He believed that Canjun and Gu Yan would guarantee that the latter would die thoroughly. He did not even scan the corpse that was constantly thrown into the fire. The occasional crying sounds also came to an abrupt end, like a rooster cutting his throat.

After a while, Ye Lingtian then walked into another treacherous tent that was leaking everywhere. As soon as he stepped in, Jiang Zhantian leaned over and said, "Brother, it's him. His name is Murong Wenhu, Murong Wenlong's younger brother."

While speaking, two Tang guards took a step forward.

A person covered in blood was thrown on the ground in front of Ye Lingtian.

The middle-aged man, in his thirties, was a very strange man. His ragged body was covered with scars and odorous. His left arm, which had more than ten black holes, was broken and corrupted, but his eyes showed substantial blood.

The bloody eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred, and there was also indescribable madness, both like black ice and fiery fire.

This man looked extremely weak and dying, but at the same time he gave people a feeling of being extremely strong. The interweaving of contradictions made Ye Lingtian very interested: "Murong Wenhu? You are Murong Wenlong's younger brother!"

Ye Lingtian squatted down and said lightly: "Since you are Murong Wenlong's brother, you should be a pillar of the Murong family. How could you look half dead? Judging from the situation on your body, most of the wounds were exposed to the sun and were scratched and pecked by the hovering vultures one by one."

"Maybe Murong Wenlong abused you?"

Then Ye Lingtian straightened his body and added: "But I am not interested in your grudges. I just want the jade seal of the King Meng. I will hand over the jade seal of the King Meng in front of me. I will give you a way out. Otherwise, you will be like Murong Wenlong, and your body and head will be burned into scum by the fire."

"Are you the chief?"

Murong Wenhu stared at her eyes wide, as if she could not believe Ye Lingtian's youth.

Ye Lingtian also looked at him, and the two eyes collided, just like two wild beasts that unexpectedly encountered in the wasteland looked at each other. What Ye Lingtian could not imagine was that he saw the confident calmness in Murong Wenhu's face, and this calmness was generally only those who control the form deserved to have.

This guy is interesting!

Ye Lingtian nodded: "Yes, I am the headmaster! Murong Wenhu's voice was hoarse: "I think we can cooperate!"

"cooperate?"

Ye Lingtian sneered: "How to cooperate?"

He looked at this guy who didn't even have a piece of good meat left with only half his life. Murong Wenhu was quite angry, but the confidence he contained in his words made people unable to be underestimated. It seemed that the cooperation he said would be very tempting.

Ye Lingtian once again turned his eyes to Murong Wenhu who was struggling to sit up from the ground. Although Murong Wenhu looked down and died in a blink of an eye, his words and deeds still made people feel like he had the style of a strong man. The most important thing to deal with such a person is to destroy his confidence.
Chapter completed!