Chapter 463

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
Outside the airport on Hong Kong Island, Liu Xiqi is sitting in a business car, smoking one after another. In the car, there is Dugu merciless, looking at the sky outside the window.?

Tan Mao, holding a document in his hand, said to Liu Xiqi and Dugu mercilessly, "now it's certain that Mr. Yang was murdered by the Hong family. This time, we used the red inside line and found direct evidence that the third and seventh members of the Hong family used a ton of X explosives."

As soon as the door was opened, a young man said to tan Mao, "head, the person who picked up is off the plane."

Liu xiqihe threw his cigarette out of the window and said to Dugu in a hoarse voice: "let's go to pick up 6 Dharma protectors first."

Then a few people get off, they and Zhao Nan and others through the phone, waiting at the airport.

When the two sides met, Zhao Nan briefly introduced the Wudang people to Liu Xiqi and others. The party got on the bus. On the bus, Tan Mao told several people about the investigation results and confirmed that it was the Hong family.

Zhao Nan said with tears: "Mr. Tan, what's the matter with the cleaning up of the desert island mine?"

"It's been a day and a night, and it's expected to be finished tomorrow afternoon at the earliest," Tan said

"Let's go directly to the desert island," Zhao Nan said after seeing some people.

We all have no opinions on this. We all agree on Yang Yiyun's idea that we should live to see people and die to see corpses.

Then everyone went straight to the desert island mine.

On that day, the hall of Hong's family was full of dignified atmosphere. Hong Xuantian's seven sons, together with a long valley of the moon gate, gathered together.

"Father, things are not good these two days. We have received news that a few women's armies from Yunmen in the mainland, together with the people from Wudang, the ancient clan, and the shadow of shenlongtan, the official family, have all arrived on Hong Kong Island. In addition, people from Duanmu family in the south, who are related to Yang Yiyun, have also arrived on Hong Kong Island.

These people are not good at it. Lao Ba and his son have a problem with Yang Yiyun. Once we check this, we can see that our Hong family has to guard against it. These people will be hard on our Hong family. "

After hearing this, Hong Xuantian's heart is a bit empty. Although his Hong family is the largest family on Hong Kong Island, and his seven sons and himself are all born in nature, there is still an old man in Hong's family who is born in nine levels, so he is not afraid.

However, Wudang is different with an ancient sect. Wudang and Yinyue belong to the same ancient sect, which is much more profound than the heritage of these ancient families.

This makes Hong Xuantian have no bottom in his heart.

Looking at the side of changgu, he said: "brother changgu, Wudang seems to be going to intervene. I ask brother changgu to contact duiyue gate. In case Wudang and Yang Yiyun's Cloud Gate and Duanmu family in the South rise together, it will be difficult for our Hong family, but they can't bear it."

"Ha ha, brother Xuantian, don't worry. I've already contacted the school. I believe all the senior brothers and uncles of yinyuemen will come in the afternoon. But brother Xuantian doesn't have to worry. Wudang is not what it was then.

Since the closing of Wudang sect, its overall strength has been greatly weakened, and it has become the last sect among the eight sects in China. It is said that the highest cultivation level of Wudang today is congenital seven.

As for the women's army behind Yang Yiyun, it's even more unnecessary to care. Yunmen has only been established for a long time, and it's estimated that there are few in nature. The Duanmu family in the south, just a lonely family, can't compare with your Hong family? To tell you the truth, the Hong family has your old master and you Xuantian, a congenital nine, a congenital eight, plus the lowest realm of the seven sons of the Hong family is congenital three, so the Hong family is comparable to the ancient clan.

Besides, you Hong family still have allies like Yin yuemen, so brother Xuanji doesn't have to worry. In addition, if people from Yunmen really dare to make trouble in your Hong family, brother Xuanji can also give Shenzong and Qingcheng an invitation card to visit Hong family. "

When Chang Gu finished speaking, Hong Xuantian's eyes suddenly brightened, although Chang Gu didn't understand, But Hong Xuantian has guessed changgu's intention.

Shenzong and Qingcheng are enemies of death. Yang Yiyun has killed Shenzong and Qingcheng. The total number of them is 15. This hatred is not shallow.

Forced by an old monster in Yunmen, liangzong didn't go to Yang Yiyun for revenge. However, after Yang Yiyun was killed by the explosion, his women all went to Hong Kong Island, but the old monster didn't come. Presumably Shenzong and Qingcheng are willing to kill the people in Yunmen in the name of the Hong family?

Thinking of this, Hong Xuantian immediately had an idea and said, "the old three gods and Qingcheng people didn't come to Hong Kong Island?"

"Father, it seems that all the major forces have arrived on Hong Kong Island these days. There should be people from Shenzong and Qingcheng."

"Go and find out immediately. If someone from Shenzong and Qingcheng comes to Hong Kong Island, they will invite two Zongs to visit Hong's family in the name of Hong's family. Remember to have a better attitude."

"It's my father. I'll do it with Mashan."

……Not to mention Hong Xuantian's plan, Zhao Nan and others reached the desert island mine.

There are more than 30 large-scale digging machines in sight, which are working around a collapsed mountain.

Zhao Nan, Dugu merciless, Wu Moqiu and Liu Xiqi were all red eyed when they saw the collapsed mountain.

"Sir, qiu'er is useless. If qiu'er is around, qiu'er can protect him

After learning the news of Yang Yiyun all the way, Wu Moqiu didn't say a word. Looking at the collapsed mountain, he finally burst out crying!

Wu Moqiu's crying had a chain effect. Dugu was merciless and was in tears. Her body was shaking all the time, and she was also trying to bear it.

Seeing the huge mountain and the pungent smell of fire and medicine in the air, she couldn't help crying. According to tan Mao's investigation, the Hong family used a ton of powerful explosives in the black market. In this way, she didn't believe that Yang Yiyun was alive.

The scene of meeting Yang Yiyun for the first time flashed in my mind, and the scenes of being teased by Yang Yiyun intentionally or unintentionally flashed out

"Ah ~"

Dugu is merciless and roars in the sky.

There was blood and tears in her eyes.

Zhao Nan didn't cry. She didn't shed a single tear, but her body was shaking. Her face was blue and white. Her hands were clenched. Her nails penetrated into the flesh and pierced her hands. Her red blood fell into the soil, but she didn't feel it.

She didn't dare to cry because she knew that one of Yang Yiyun's women always needed to stand and she couldn't fall down.

Before he came here, he was still under the illusion that maybe Yang Yiyun would live, but after hearing Tan Mao's intelligence investigation and seeing the situation at the scene, Zhao Nan's hope that Yang Yiyun would live was also dashed.

A ton of dynamite, 100 grams, is enough to blow up a 10 meter pit. Zhao Nan can hardly imagine that Yang Yiyun can survive, because she knows that Yang Yiyun is just the seven layer realm of building foundation, which has not yet reached the golden age, and it is difficult to live in a ton of dynamite during the building foundation period.

6 Xuexi knows that Zhao Nan is more bitter than anyone else, but she carries the banner of Yunmen's spiritual support. Instead of not crying, she doesn't dare.

Liu Xiqi looked at a mountain like ruins, his nose swollen and full of gunpowder breath, his mind fell into a blank, and his heart constantly hypnotized himself: "cloud son of dog, you can't die, you come out, climb out of the soil, we agreed to build a business empire together, I can't do anything without you... "

"Yunzi, you are joking with me. It must be so. At the beginning, you promised to help me build a business empire, son of a bitch. You are the chairman of the board. Can you build a business empire without your director? You said that one day you will take me to the star sea. My dream has not come true. How can you, You're a thousand year old freak. You're a disaster. Yama won't want you... "

Liu Xiqi was stunned. Looking at the ruins of the mountain, he talked to himself.

Everyone did not speak, standing quietly, watching dozens of machines digging, hoping that the next moment, Yang Yiyun came out of the soil.

The sky darkened unconsciously, and there was another wave of people in the field.

It was Duanmu Xingtian who arrived.

He came all the way to the desert island where Yang Yiyun had an accident. He brought all the children of Duanmu family, including him and the other two congenitally. This time, he brought the strength of the whole Duanmu family.

Tan Mao understands Duanmu Xingtian and introduces him to Yang Yiyun's grandfather. Zhao Nan takes heart and talks to the old man. Duanmu Xingtian is full of tears. He looks at a whole collapsed ruins and cries like a child.

Wudang thousands of people, one by one also silent, standing in place waiting for the completion of excavation, or extinguish the last trace of fantasy in everyone's heart.

In fact, everyone knows that Yang Yiyun has no life for ten years, but he has not left. He is waiting for the completion of the final excavation to give an account to his heart.

As time went by, the whole mountain was cleared at dusk the next day, and nothing was found in No. 3 mine, which was almost three feet deep.

The last glimmer of hope was dashed.

At this time, there was a drizzle in the sky. Zhao Nan looked at the sky and said to himself, "wait for me, I'll come to you."

Then she said, "Mr. Tan, please take us to Hong's house." her face was full of water, and she didn't know whether it was rain or tears.