Chapter 90

sundowners.

Dongshan mausoleum, began to diffuse a layer of gold, autumn wind fluttering.

Now.

On the best tomb space on Dongshan, there is a golden coffin, shining.

And in the coffin.

Tian's little master, Tian Han, is easy to look bright and clean in the coffin.

The surrounding stones and trees were covered with white cloth.

The roads on both sides are full of luxury cars.

The coffin was complete and full of people. Everyone was wearing black clothes, with white cloth on the head and a mourning face.

These are the people who came to attend Qian's funeral. They are also the richest or most powerful people in Xingyi City.

The person standing in front of the coffin is Tian Xiong.

The biggest sorrow in life is to send the white hair to the black hair.

As a father, but to see off the last leg of his son, this is undoubtedly the most painful.

However, Tian Xiong is very calm, can not see a trace of sadness.

If you can hide your emotions, you can't help being admired.

Of course, it's even more frightening.

This kind of person, you never know, when he will stab you in the back.

"Han'er, you can go at ease, Hao Tian, that thief, I will not let go. As a father, I will surely avenge your blood for you!"

Tian Xiong gently stroked, Tian Han's cold face, his eyes were far away, his face was slightly cold, and he murmured in a low voice.

Today.

It was their father and son's last farewell. After that, Tian Han was going to settle down.

Tian Xiong tried to endure his grief and did not give up, and one after another, covered the coffin.

Then.

Funeral music plays.

One thousand year pipa, ten thousand years zither, one erhu, one suona, the whole play ends.

Accompanied by the sound of Suona, the funeral Orchestra began to play funeral music for Tian Han.

And the invited mage group began to chant sutras, pray for Tian Han, practice, surpass him, and so on.

The whole Dongshan is in a sad atmosphere.

Now.

Tian Xiong waved to the housekeeper.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" The housekeeper slightly lowered his head and walked to Tian Xiong's side and asked carefully.

"According to the time, Tian Wei should have brought Haotian, but he has not seen anything. I'm afraid there will be an accident and I will miss the auspicious time of leaving."

Tian Xiong's voice is flat, his eyes are deep and indifferent, and he can't hear a trace of anger.

"Command!"

"Tian Wei, block the Lin family and forbid one person to go out. When han'er covers the earth, the Lin family will be washed with blood. I will sacrifice han'er with their blood."

"If you catch Haotian and don't rush to kill him and bring him here, I will break him into pieces at the moment of han'er, to sacrifice han'er, the spirit of heaven, and raise the prestige of our Tian family."

"I see!"

The housekeeper smell speech, immediately made a phone call, but there is no one to answer.

This kind of scene, let housekeeper, body shiver, cold sweat straight, but Tian Xiong is a shrinking eyes, look suddenly cold down.

"Send someone to visit Lin's house."

"Yes, sir." The housekeeper, with a dignified face, nodded respectfully.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Dusk began to fall, covering Dongshan with a layer of gray, just like the mood of the Tians.

And halfway up the mountain.

Haotian is sitting in the back seat of the car with a calm face and white clothes. He is walking slowly towards the top of Dongshan mountain.

"Once the hero pulls out his sword, it's ten years' robbery again. Tian Xiong, don't you want to let me see you? I'll send it to you personally, and I'll see how you do!"

Haotian's mouth overflows with a smile of evil charm, and the eyes shoot out two purple mansions, momentum like a rainbow!!

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