When Ye Wanqiu heard the news, she almost fell to the ground on the spot.
In an instant, she became confused.
Lin Wenlan, a name that started with her sensibility, was like a nightmare, finally went offline.
When did she wish she could commit suicide, and she was ashamed of the daughter of that kind of woman.
However, she couldn't escape no matter how hard it was, Lin Wenlan gave birth to her.
"Wanqiu, if you want to cry, just cry."
Ning Yan didn't know how to comfort Ye Wanqiu, so she could only sit silently with her.
Ye Wanqiu looked dull, but tears flowed silently.
Li Wenlan deserves to have reached this point today.
People are doing it, and God is indeed watching.
But she is dead.
Generally speaking, no matter how much hatred there is, it will disappear.
But how could Ye Wanqiu dissipate?
Her father was now killed by his mother outside, and not even a single ashes were left behind.
The only thing Ye Wanqiu couldn't understand was that they had already been sent out and the two of them were separated. Why did Lin Wenlan kill her father Ye Zhiyuan?
Is Lin Wenlan a very evil crime?
Absolutely.
Even if Lin Wenlan hadn't been crazy behind her back and used various means for her daughter, she would not have been able to get to this dead end.
But now, it doesn't matter.
It really doesn't matter.
Mr. Ye held his hands tightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Lin Wenlan's death also represents her liberation.
There is also Su Mu in this world.
He reached out and wiped his tears. Ye Wanqiu held Ning Yan's hand and said softly:
"This matter cannot be told to my grandfather that the woman gave birth to me. No matter how bad she was, she was my mother and gave me life."
Ning Yan nodded vigorously:
"Let's go and send her the last journey."
Mr. Ye shook his head:
"You don't have to go, I'll arrange it."
When she got up, she became the proud and domineering president again.
Ning Yan sighed in his heart, blaming Su Mu a little.
This bastard, the phone number cannot be reached, and there is no message at all. What is he doing?
Lin Wenlan's death cannot cause any storm.
However, Qi Jiaming's death was like a hurricane passing through the border.
When Mo Zongheng was still receiving Du Ziteng and Yu Liuli in the office, he got the news as soon as possible.
The moment he heard the news, his brain buzzed.
Then I had a split headache.
What I said before was intercepted and killed, but it was mostly just a verbal blow.
When it really reaches a certain level, how can you kill it just by saying it?
He is not Su Mu.
A very simple truth.
If your identity reaches a certain level, no matter how serious the crime is, who will be sentenced to death?
The worst is that it is a death sentence.
Why not kill?
Because the cost of killing is too high.
No one can guarantee what kind of counterattack the other party will make before he dies.
This world is either black or white.
Su Mu dared to touch the Li family because Su Mu was alone.
In addition, the backer behind him is the sect, so the Li family can only be passively beaten.
But the Mohist school is different.
If the Mo family and the family start a war at all costs, no one can afford the tragic result.
Even Su Yunkai can't do it.
This is not a simple question as one plus one equals two.
Once the war is ignited, it is out of control.
Especially at this time.
Obviously, Mo Zongheng knew that Qi Jiaming had been cheated to death.
And he will bear the greatest suspicion for Qi Jiaming's death.
What a poisonous plan.
One stone can lead to many birds.
What to do now?
Su Mu, what are you bastard doing?
Ink Zongheng made a quick decision:
"Qi Jiaming is dead, and we have become the biggest suspects. Everyone, tell your family and prepare for the war."
The people present were moved.
What is Su Mu doing at this time?
It hurts.
In Yongletang, he spent almost two days recuperating and was about to go into seclusion to take the Huntian Pill left for him by Su Xuanji, Su Xuanji and Zhuo Buli appeared.
Zhuo Buli stayed in the imperial capital, but Su Mu was secretly taken away by Su Xuanji.
When he left Yongle Hall, Su Mu felt very upset.
Because he boarded a shuttle-shaped aircraft directly in the backyard of Yongletang.
The aircraft is not large in size and is dark all over. It just floats quietly one meter above the ground, without the sound of the engine, and without any airflow fluctuations, like a ghost.
Su Mu knew a little about the super weapons developed by various countries, but the scene in front of him still shocked him.
The aircraft cannot see the engine, and even from the outside, it does not know where the power system is.
After entering, the light in the cabin was soft and bright, and the interior space was a bit scary, one hundred meters long and thirty meters wide.
But from the outside, the volume of this aircraft is only ten meters long and three meters wide.
This magical scene scared Su Mu's brain to death.
He thought of Fat Master.
So he understood.
This is not the secret equipment that a certain country should have, but... the technology belonging to the Temple of Heroes.
Entering the aircraft is like a different world, and Su Mu didn't even feel the weightlessness caused by this thing taking off.
"Sit down!"
The flight cabin is very sci-fi, but it is minimalist everywhere. In the huge cabin, there are only two chairs, not even a cockpit.
Su Mu couldn't help but wake up Fat Master:
"Fatty, what the hell is this?"
Fatty Master ignored him at all.
Su Xuanji looked at Su Mu calmly and said slowly:
"No need to ask Old Ancestor Ye, I will tell you."
Su Mu was stunned.
Old Ancestor Ye?
Then he remembered that the Fat Master said that the one who made it, Ye, and it is said that the two ancestors of the Feng clan and Zhuo clan were of the same generation.
Fatty is indeed weird.
"Old man...how did you know Fat master?"
Su Xuanji smiled slightly, but his eyes were deep.
Su Mu knew that he had asked a stupid question.
Forget it, I won't ask.
Whether it is Fat Master or Huntian Pill, it should be left to him by Su Xuanji, so what else should I ask?
"Where are you going to take me?"
"You will know when you get to the place."
In just two hours, the hatch opened.
Su Mu was shocked again as soon as he walked out of the cabin door.
In the distance, the majestic and continuous mountains are actually the Andes.
And under your feet is an endless grassland.
This is more than 10,000 kilometers away...Pampas grassland?
Two hours?
This speed is too scary, right?
The wind blows, and grass is flying everywhere, rolling away.
Su Xuanji wore a long eust-yellow robe, stepped on the tip of the grass under his feet, as if he was standing in the air, allowing his hair to blow strongly, and the robe was even more roaring, rising and falling with the wind.
Just deep in the grassland, there is a small rock castle.
“Go there.”
Su Xuanji didn't care about the hovering aircraft behind him, and just stepped on the long grass, like a banished immortal, floating away with his long sleeves.
His tall body is as light as a feather. If the wind is a little bigger, it can blow him up to hundreds of meters.