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"Dog slave, in a panic, what kind of morality..." Huang Qianyuan scolded, and was not in a hurry. He picked up the wine glass and took a few sips before he was orderly, saying, "What did the Yu family say? Do you want to beg for mercy, or do you want to complain to me?"

Both beautiful couples covered their mouths and smirked in a 'know', 'know', 'know'.

Still sue?

In Shendu City, who doesn’t know that Huang Qianyuan’s favorite is his precious grandson.

Without him, Huang Sihai would not be the evil young man.

"It should beg for mercy." The housekeeper smiled and agreed with contempt.

"Wuwuwu, the head of the family... isn't it..." The slave cried and stroked his tongue and replied. Thinking of the words of the Yu family, he could no longer bear it. He collapsed onto the ground with a thunderous sound and said, "They... said that the young master of the Four Seas is in the coffin. The weather is hot. I hope we will be buried as soon as possible so that the young master can be buried in peace."

The laughter in the hall came to an abrupt end.

Every word is harsh.

Boom!

Hearing the words "buried as soon as possible" and "being buried in the soil for peace", Huang Qianyuan's body swayed a few times, and the wine was sprinkled out. He looked at the slave as if struck by lightning, his smile froze. He murmured twice in his mouth, and pushed away the beautiful concubine in his arms with red eyes, and stumbled out.

"The sky... is about to collapse, Made, how dare the Yu family..." The housekeeper suddenly felt lost. After murmured a few times, he didn't care about it and quickly followed.

If Huang Sihai dies.

This day, it's really going to change.

The two beautiful couples also chased after them in a daze.

“…”

At the gate.

The coffin customized by Huang Sihai is particularly eye-catching. It almost blocked the copper door when placed outside. Before several tribe members of the Yu family could leave, they were surrounded by a group of slaves from the Huang family.

"Hai...Haier..." Huang Qianyuan walked over clangingly, pushed hard, and lifted the lid of the coffin. Seeing Huang Sihai's body mixed with a group of slaves, there was a huge blood hole on his chest, staring at himself with his eyes closed, his turbid eyes suddenly turned scarlet, grabbed the edge of the coffin, silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head and looked at the direction of the Yu family, roared at the top of his lungs, and said, "Yu...Zhenhai, Buyiguang, you, the nine tribes of the Yu family, I, Huang Qianyuan, vow not to be a human being..."

"Buzz,buzz,buzz..."

The roar shook the sky.

Resounds throughout the capital of God.

Many people in the Huang family's mansion were alarmed and walked out of the room. When they saw the coffin, they showed a strange look on their faces. They asked each other and said, "What's wrong?"

"I... heard that it seems that Huang Sihai was killed by someone." Someone lowered his voice and said.

"What a joke? Who dares to kill him on this acre of three-point land in Shendu City?"

"Yujia..."

"Hmm? Which Yu family?"

"Isn't it nonsense? Tsk tsk, which Yu family in our Zhouwu Dynasty is worthy of Huang Dashou's mobilization? Isn't it the Yu family in the Spirit Medicine Hall..." An insider sneered a few times, looked at the coffin and gloated, saying, "Young Master Huang carried the coffin and went to the Yu family to force marriage. He wanted to force the woman named Yu Jinnian, but he didn't want to meet a ruthless man and was slaughtered in public."

Hearing these people talking about Huang Sihai, the butler glared at them with a bad face and sneered in his heart. He would write down the accounts for you first, then bowed and walked to Huang Qianyuan, full of bitterness, and said, "Head of the family,...mother of the silence."
Chapter completed!