The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In Cangyue Town, in front of a big house, there was a group of people standing, about thirty people.

Most of these people were wounded, as if they had gone through a fierce battle.

These people stayed quietly, not as relaxed as after the war, and there was even a subtle atmosphere between them.

They seemed to be guarding each other, and some of them even glared at each other, as if they wanted to go up and fight.

The leader was an octogenarian whose face was as old as bark.

The old man was tall, and the skin stuck to his bones, making him look more like a mummy.

The old man stood quietly in front of the mansion with a gloomy expression, not knowing what to think.

If you look carefully, you will find that the whole mansion is covered by a layer of faint gold.

The scene inside the house was covered by this layer of golden light mask, making it difficult to see clearly.

A middle-aged man behind the old man said with a gloomy expression: "Old Lu, it's been so long, is there still nothing to do with the formation of the Leng family?"

The old man twitched his eyebrows that had almost fallen out, showing his mouth with few teeth left, and laughed twice shriveled.

"This formation won't last long."

The old man's voice was hoarse and dry, which made people's hearts tremble.

A short man with a lecherous face crawled in front of the old man, rubbed his hands and said, "Old Lu, we have agreed, once this formation is broken, Leng Weiya will be mine."

The old man nodded and said, "Naturally, this is your reward for helping me."

The short man nodded in satisfaction, looked at the big house, and licked his chapped lips.

The short man's face was flushed, and his body trembled slightly from time to time.

It seems that the scene of Leng Weiya, the unattainable head of the Leng family, having fun under his crotch has already appeared in his mind.

Someone in the crowd snorted coldly, as if he was very shameless at the behavior of the little man.

The short man wasn't angry. The people present were not from the same group, and they couldn't urinate in a pot at all.

If it weren't for the Lu family's Xu Yizhongli, they wouldn't have gotten together at all.

This time the Lu family suddenly launched an attack on the Leng family. The Lu family did not use their own family's power, but used great profits to gather a large number of well-known murderers in the world.

No matter what, the Leng family is a big family, and the Lu family's actions are somewhat suspicious of making them cannon fodder.

But many people simply could not refuse the terms offered by the Lu family.

Most of them are casual cultivators in the Jianghu, and a large part of them are felons who are wanted by the spider web.

In addition to the attractive cultivation resources, one of the exciting conditions offered by the Lu family is that those who survive this time will enter the Lu family as guests.

Everyone knows that there is an ancestor in the Lu family who is one of the chief executives of the spider web. It is self-evident what it means to join the Lu family.

This means that there is no need to hide XZ in the east in the future, and there is no need to be beaten and killed by cobweb people like a mouse crossing the street.

With this one condition, many wanted criminals will be attracted to him.

The old man half-closed his eyes, looked at the mansion protected by the formation in front of him, and said: "If you all have a good rest, let's work together to break the formation."

No one objected to the old man's proposal. For the Leng family, the only thing missing now was the final touch.

If the Leng family can't be dealt with today, then when the Leng family recovers, they will probably face endless pursuit in the future.

All of a sudden, the big mansion was filled with strong energy and fists flying wildly. There was no good way for everyone to deal with the formation in front of them. They could only destroy the formation through constant consumption.

Time passed, and when everyone bombarded the formation together for the fourth time, a gap in the golden mask finally cracked.

Looking at the gap, everyone had expressions of relief on their faces.

"boom!"

The golden mask shattered suddenly, and the mansion finally appeared in front of everyone defenselessly.

...

At the gate of the mansion, Leng Weiya looked coldly at the villains in front of her.

Her body was covered with blood, and she didn't know if it was her own or someone else's.

Standing behind Leng Weiya was a group of people, basically young men, only a few elderly people who looked in poor health.

Everyone was wounded, no one spoke, and everyone was preparing for the last fight.

Leng Xiaolu stood behind Leng Weiya, holding the white cat named Butterfly in his arms.

There was a horrible wound on the white cat's neck, and blood kept overflowing.

Leng Xiaolu hugged the white cat's twitching body tightly, tears kept falling on the white cat.

The white cat tried hard to look up at Leng Xiaolu, but failed many times.

"Patriarch Leng." The old man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and saluted sincerely.

Since the Fengshenya incident, the peak combat power of the entire Leng family has been disconnected.

The precarious Leng family was just supported by this woman.

Although there are many people who help, but if a woman can do this step, everyone will give her a thumbs up.

Looking at the old man, Leng Weiya wiped the blood from her face, and said sarcastically, "Lu Mo, you old dog has lived so long!"

The old man was not angry, and said with a faint smile, "It was my old dog that killed your Leng family."

"Back in the Fengshenya incident, your Lu family stayed at home and ate shit...cough cough."

An old man with a broken leg looked at Lu Mo and said sarcastically, but because of the serious injury, blood foamed from his mouth as he spoke.

A young man patted the old man on the back and said, "Third Master, can these dogs understand human language?"

"Ahem...Xiao Wu is right, how can a beast hear people's words?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Lu Mo's mouth, and he looked at the remnants of the Leng family mockingly and said, "You Leng family can only use your lips now!"

Leng Weiya stopped talking, because it was useless to say more.

Leng Weiya's momentum began to increase, and a big black cat jumped onto her shoulder, looking at Lu Mo coldly.

Lu Mo sneered, waved his hands behind him and said, "Take down the Leng family, and everything from the Leng family belongs to you."

Lu Mo pointed to Leng Xiaolu again: "This child will live."

When everyone heard this, they all breathed heavily. Although the Leng family was in decline, it was still a big family, and this was a huge windfall.

"Just relying on you dogs?"

At this moment, Leng Weiya's eyes began to change, her black pupils turned dark green, and a strange aura emanated from her body.

Lu Mo looked at Leng Weiya in surprise: "I haven't seen this 'Seven Nights Art' for many years, I never thought you could practice it."

After hearing the "Seven Nights Art", everyone's expressions changed.