C287 Qingye project

Some feelings, although experienced betrayal and injury, but in the heart of kind-hearted people, will always leave behind those beautiful memories, in the moment no one knows, like a classic movie that no one surpasses, repeatedly played in the mind.

Those difficult years, those brothers that shared similar interests, they had experienced the trials of life and death, passed through many difficulties, supported each other, and passed it together.

However, just as the sun was about to rise, the brothers glared at each other.

Back then, they had the chance to completely exterminate the Muye Family Clan. However, they knew that if it wasn't for Bokuya Qiong's help, they wouldn't have been able to defeat the Muye Family Clan in one fell swoop.

No matter what angle it was from, Si Huating and the others would not be able to be ruthless enough to destroy Bokuya Qiong.

The facts proved that their choice was right. Bokuya Qiong was still their brother, but their choice was also wrong.

A few days ago, Si Huating and Gong Yiyuan received the news that Bokuya Qiong had gone through great efforts to spread out, saying that the people hiding beside them from the Muye Family, would take their lives.

Now that the Old Master Zhang and Bokuya Qiong were dead, only Elder Su, Si Huating and Gong Yiyuan were left.

"Yue Yue Yue, Wanwan, you guys have to go and bring that stubborn old man over ~" Si Huating was a little incoherent as he spoke, and he was extremely agitated.

Gong Yiyuan quickly followed, "Yes yes yes, Ah Ming, you have to bring your master over."

At the beginning, when Si Huating talked about the stubborn old man, Si Wan and Yue Yang still didn't really understand who he was. When Gong Yiyuan talked about Gong Siming's master, they both knew that the two old men were talking about Elder Su.

In an instant, everyone fell into silence, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became extremely depressing.

Si Wan, who was carrying the Xin’er, saw Long Xiaotian, who was standing at the side.

"Young Master Long, it's not convenient for my family to receive you. I'm really sorry, you can stay at the capital International Hotel. We'll pay for all the expenses."

No matter how much Si Wan hated the man in front of him, there had to be a reason why Si Huating thought so highly of Long Xiaotian.

There had to be etiquette, but it was impossible for Si Wan to greet him with a smile.

Long Xiaotian who was watching in anticipation of a good show was once again angered by Si Wan's sudden order to expel him.

With a forced smile on his face, Long Xiaotian left the Si Clan under the watchful gaze of the crowd.

After Long Xiaotian left, Si Wan had a servant bring him and Xin’er upstairs.

A few of them sat on the sofas in the hall, comforting Gong Yiyuan and Si Huating.

The two old men had already mentioned Elder Su, which meant that they already knew that there was a hidden danger around them, and also knew the general situation of the matter.

He couldn't keep the matter of Elder Su's death a secret for long.

"Grandfather, Master is also dead."

The longer the pain, the shorter the pain. Gong Siming immediately spoke the truth.

The two old men looked at each other as tears streamed down their faces …

Seeing Gong Yiyuan and Si Huating being so upset, Si Wan also shed tears.

"Grandfather, you two elders must take care of your health and not let the enemy get their wish." Gong Siming's voice was choked with emotions.

In this kind of situation, no matter how strong Gong Siming was, he could not help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.

It was just that Gong Siming was everyone's hope. If he fell, how would the others be able to persevere on.

The most miserable people were Gong Siming and Zhang Qilin. No matter how sad or sad they were, they could not reveal their weak side.

"Grandfather, right now the Xiao Ye needs our help. You must take care of it properly, or else we will worry."

Relatively speaking, the month was relatively calm.

Once Bokuya Qiong died, the entire Muye Family would be in chaos. As the Family Head, Muye Yu had to go back to take charge of the situation.

The situation now was very clear, the right wing of the Muye Family Clan had brazenly sent assassins to kill Muye Yu, which meant that the Muye Family Clan no longer had a place for Muye Yu.

But Muye Yu was a kind and filial child, she would definitely attend Bokuya Qiong's funeral.

"We also want to go!" Gong Yiyuan and Si Huating said in unison.

"No," the juniors quickly replied.

At Bokuya Qiong's funeral, they would be facing a fierce battle. If the two old men were to go, it would be too dangerous.

Blades and spears were blind. In battle, they didn't have the time to protect the two old men.

Even they themselves might not be able to escape unscathed.

For such a dangerous matter, one had to be completely focused. The moment one was distracted, it was very easy to be harmed.

There was no room for negotiation on this matter.

"What!?" "You're looking down on us old things. If we live, then we can only drag you down. If you don't let us go, then we'll find a place to reunite with those three old guys." Gong Yiyuan said as he pointed fiercely at Gong Siming's nose.

This threat coming out of Gong Yiyuan's mouth signified that Gong Yiyuan truly thought this way, and would truly do so.

Gong Siming understood his grandfather too well.

For a time, they were in a tit-for-tat situation. No one wanted to retreat.

They had already planned a clear field plan, other than Muye Yu surviving, the rest of the Muye Family had to be eliminated. Otherwise, with the capital included the entire country, the entire world would not be at peace.

Bokuya Qiong had already arranged for the insiders to work with them at his funeral.

If they missed this opportunity, it would be very difficult for them to destroy everyone in one fell swoop.

"Grandfather, if you encounter any danger and we are no longer here, what should we do, either Si Hao or the Xin’er? Who will protect their safety! "

Si Wan's tears kept falling like pearls with a broken string.

Yue Ye, who was at the side, could not hold back her tears and walked to Si Huating's side, "Grandfather, it was so difficult for me to get a home. With a family member, I can't lose you, I can't lose everyone.

Yue was a person who rarely shed tears. After knowing Yue for so long, the number of times she had seen Yue Luo's tears did not exceed three.

Even in the face of death, the moon would not weep.

Seeing the always resolute Yue crying so sorrowfully in front of him, Si Huating's heart softened.

Even the expression on Gong Yiyuan's face, who was extremely tough just now, softened.

These children were already having a tough time facing them. Old people like them should no longer add to their troubles.

Gong Tingchen, who had always been a bad talker, could not help but say, "Father, Imperial Uncle, the children are right. If we go, we will only cause more trouble.

At this critical moment, Gong Tingchen's mind was extremely clear. He could analyze the pros and cons of this matter very well and make the best choice in the shortest time possible.