Chapter 604 (1/2)

In the evening, if there were thunder and lightning and heavy rain.

The summer rain originally came in a hurry and went away quickly, but this rain has never stopped.

With the suffocating wind, sweeping thousands of mountains and valleys, the sky is overcast. Until the morning, the wind and rain weakened slightly.

Sixteen disciples of the general altar of XueYue cult took turns to carry the coffin. Surrounded by Wuji, Dugu Xue, Leiheng and huazhongyou, they slowly went to the north peak.

Hou Jinhua's tomb was set at the top of Beifeng peak.

After the burial, everyone was soaked.

The heavy rain drenched the land.

Dugu Cheng stood on the top of the main building of the earthly Pavilion and looked at the wild rain outside through the window. Now he looked very comfortable.

The ceremony of becoming the leader of Wulin alliance yesterday went very smoothly under the planning and arrangement of Dugu Yun, Tong Zhen and others. The feeling of standing on the stage and overlooking the heroes is so useful.

The Wulin alliance leader is the king of the Jianghu. This imperial feeling makes him feel that he has really lived a wonderful life and reached the peak of his life.

Some of the big and small sects and Jianghu heroes admire, admire, flatter and flatter.

Many heroes without fixed sects in the Jianghu have expressed their last wish to join the earthbound Pavilion. Of course, if you want to enter the earthly Pavilion, you must have some skills.

Taihang five wolves have a bad reputation, but their Sabre skills are powerful and cruel.

Dugu Cheng could not look up to such a person in the past. Maybe he was afraid to take him in openly. But now it's different. Dugu smiled and took them into his account. No one dared to say no.

After entering the earthly edge Pavilion, no one feels anything wrong even if they were once heinous villains. Instead of feeling inappropriate, they felt envious.

Dugu Chen stood in the attic with a smile on his lips, which was a satisfactory smile.

The Jianghu is like this. What is lacking is people who can lead the crowd, and what is not lacking is people who follow the trend.

Mysterious organization? If it were not for these mysterious people, how could they stand on the top of the Wulin so quickly and smoothly and become the Wulin alliance leader that almost everyone in the Wulin dreams of.

The dusty Pavilion is still as lively as ever. Although the storm is raging, the hero building is still overcrowded.

Everyone is talking about what happened at the Wulin conference these days. Although almost everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes, they still want to tell these things for people to hear in order to prove that they have indeed witnessed such a Wulin event.

Qin he sat at the most humble table in the corner.

He doesn't drink, just sips tea carefully. Since he went to Cangshan, he has given up drinking. He has given up drinking completely.

The table is very simple, just a plate of peanuts and a plate of sauce beef.

A long sword stood upright against the table, his hand steadily holding the tea cup, and his eyes showed sharp and cruel eyes.

In this look, there is also a smile, a happy smile.

The little marquis is not dead. Not only is he not dead, but he has also become an organization with himself. He is obviously more mature and stable than before, and his martial arts must be different from before.

Looking back on his life, he wandered away from home when he was young. He had no father or mother. He didn't even have a name. If the old Marquis hadn't brought him back to the Lingnan Marquis house, he was afraid that he would be killed when he was eight years old because he robbed a handful of chestnuts from others. If you don't get killed, you will starve to death one day.

After he was brought back to the Marquis house, the old Marquis gave him the name Qin he, asked him to listen to the private school teacher's class with the then little Marquis Qin Feng, and personally taught the Qin family's sword technique. At the age of 20, he made him the big housekeeper of the Qin house.

When the old Marquis died, Qin Feng regarded him as a brother. He not only handed over the whole Qin house to him, but also arranged a marriage for him.

It's a pity that the woman died without leaving him a son and a half

Knowing that Qin Yanjun was not dead, it seemed that he felt that his life was meaningful at that moment.

Just as he gently tapped the table with his middle finger and made a monotonous and rhythmic sound, a man quietly came to him and sat down opposite him.

This man was dressed like Qin Yanjun, but the gray beard under the curtain told him that this man was not Qin Yanjun.

The man sat down naturally, took a cup, filled himself with a cup of tea, and then took a sip slowly.

When he drank tea, he put the tea cup into the curtain without revealing his face.

The heavy rain outside, lightning and thunder, the sound of people in the restaurant, the sound of discussion, the sound of guessing boxing orders, and the sound of hazy drunk voice filled the whole restaurant.

No one noticed Qin he, and no one noticed the man in black sitting opposite Qin he.

”Now that Dugu Cheng has become the leader of Wulin alliance, he will take action to establish his prestige. Fifteen miles to the south of Chenyuan Pavilion, there is a temple of Emperor Wen. Go there and someone is waiting for you. ”

The man in black had a low voice. When he spoke, it seemed that he didn't even look at Qin he.

But Qin he heard it clearly and wrote it down without missing a word.

The man in Black said, got up and left, as if he had never been here at all.