The Yang family’s mourning hall is not named Yang

Yang Mingyu was waiting for good news about Ghost at home. After all, he was dealing with Chen Mo. He was still a little nervous, but also a little happy and almost uncontrollably excited.

Ghost is a master of the Ancient Style Clan, and he didn’t know how he found Yang Mingyu. Ghost Ghost told Yang Mingyu that the Ancient Style Clan specially developed the Ten Thousand Blood Double Dragon Formation, specifically to deal with Chen Mo, and it only requires the sacrifice of a few god-level masters.

Bring out the maximum power of the formation.

So Yang Mingyu thought of his two men, who were from the Hollow Sect, and then the three elders of the Hollow Sect came. However, they never expected that Yang Mingyu would drink tea for them when they first met.

Poisoned.

"Chen Mo! I think you won't die this time!" Yang Mingyu growled ferociously.

Thinking of Chen Mo lying in front of him like a dead dog, Yang Mingyu felt hot in his heart. Thinking of the beautiful women around Chen Mo, Yang Mingyu felt even hotter all over.

Chen Mo doesn't know what kind of bad luck he has. So many top-notch women are surrounding him, and he can't get rid of them like dog-skin plaster. But Chen Mo is the only one who would think of getting rid of those women. If it were him,

I wish I could die in the gentle countryside.

Speaking of Wenwen Township, I thought of Cui Hua'er, who was really graceful and graceful. He impatiently asked his subordinates to invite Cui Hua'er to come over and talk about his life ideals. Yang Mingyu began to prepare props that might be used later.

After a while, a servant ran in and said respectfully: "Master, someone is looking for you. I have arranged for him to sit down in the living room and wait for a while."

"You're here so soon?" Yang Mingyu was overjoyed and said, "What are you asking her to do in the hall? Just ask her to come to my bedroom! Go, go!"

When the servant heard Yang Mingyu's order, his eyes couldn't help but become weird, but he didn't dare to say no, so he had to suppress the ten thousand grass and mud horses running through his heart and respectfully responded with a "yes".

Yang Mingyu happily took the handcuffs, whips, candles and other things he had prepared. His body was getting hotter and hotter, so he simply took off his clothes first.

When he heard the footsteps outside the door, Yang Mingyu rubbed his hands and hid behind the door.

"The young master is inside, please come in." The servant said, "I'll leave first, you guys have a good time."

Chen Mo looked at the man's expression and looked strange, but he could indeed feel that Yang Mingyu was in the room. He pulled off the white cloth covering his back, revealing Tan Qiusheng's completely unrecognizable body.

Chen Mo pushed open the door suddenly and strode in.

Yang Mingyu shouted, "Hey! Cuihua'er! I'm coming!" and rushed forward.

He just happened to pounce on Tan Qiusheng's body. Yang Mingyu felt that what he pounced on was not the soft body as he imagined, but a cold, hard and wet... corpse!

"Fuck you!" Yang Mingyu was so frightened that his fiery and charming thoughts disappeared without a trace like ice and snow melting away.

"Tan...Tan Qiusheng!" Yang Mingyu recognized this corpse. This was Tan Qiusheng who was tortured before and after his death and finally thrown into a rainforest basin!

Chen Mo turned around and saw Yang Mingyu's disgusting naked body. This was simply the greatest desecration of Tan Qiusheng's body!

"Damn it!" Chen Mo said angrily, and slapped Yang Mingyu with one palm.

"You can't kill me! You can't..."

When Chen Mo's palm came into contact with Yang Mingyu's body, Yang Mingyu's voice suddenly stopped and his eyes widened.

He watched helplessly as a golden light enveloped his body, and he watched as his fingers dripped like liquid, and the meat sauce and blood fell on the floor, splattering everywhere.

Then the arms, feet, legs, chest and abdomen...

His body is melting!

"Ah!!!" Yang Mingyu let out a shrill scream, his body and soul suffering endless torture.

Chen Mo stopped, and there was only a disgusting puddle of meat on the ground.

"Ah! Master!" Hearing Yang Mingyu's scream, a servant rushed over to check the situation. He happened to witness all this and was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran out quickly, shouting as he ran: "Master is dead! Someone is dead!"

Kill the young master!..."

When Chen Mo stepped out of Yang Mingyu's room, he faced the Yang family's fully armed, various long guns and cannons, as well as practicing masters.

"It's actually Chen Mo!"

"It's Chen Mo!"

"The number one master on the God List!"

"It's Master Chen! What to do!"

"Inform the head of the family quickly!"

Seeing that the person who killed their young master turned out to be the famous Chen Mo, these people immediately started to make a noise, wondering whether they should stop Chen Mo.

"Master Chen!" After a while of quarrel, someone finally took the lead and stood up and said respectfully to Chen Mo: "We don't know why Master Chen killed my young master, and we don't dare to attack Master Chen rashly, but as the Yang family, we

But my slaves dare not let Master Chen leave and ask Master Chen to wait here for a while, the master of the family will be here soon."

Chen Mo frowned slightly, a little unhappy, and said, "You want to keep me?"

"Don't dare!" The man immediately knelt down on the ground and said, "We know that we are no match for Master Chen! No matter whether we stop you or let you leave, we will die. If Master Chen insists on leaving,

Just ask Master Chen to take action, we will never resist!"

The people behind that man also knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Master Chen, please take action, we will never resist!"

This... is a headache.

When it comes to taking action, Chen Mo is not afraid of anyone, but if he is asked to kill these people who don't resist, there is no way he can do it.

"Forget it!" Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "Then I will wait here for the head of the Yang family. This matter must be explained to all parties!"

"Prepare a coffin for me in the mourning hall! I want to pay homage to my good brother's spirit in heaven at the Yang family!"

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When the head of the Yang family arrived at Yang Mingyu's residence, there were white lanterns and white sails hanging at the door. When he opened the door, he faced the mourning hall. There were various sacrifices placed in front of the mourning hall. They were extremely rich, and there was even a large basket.

Word meat pie.

"My son is really already..." The head of the Yang family was so sad that he burst into tears. He threw himself into the mourning hall and was about to cry loudly when he suddenly saw a man standing in the mourning hall. He was offering incense.

"Chen Mo!" The head of the Yang family pointed at Chen Mo's back and shouted angrily: "You killed my son and you still have the nerve to offer incense to my son! Come here! Kill him!"

Chen Mo put the incense on it, then turned around, looked at the head of the Yang family and said, "Do you think this is your son's mourning hall? Your son killed my best friend Tan Qiusheng, do you think I will build a mourning hall for him? Tell you! See

Are you done with this pile of meat pies? This is your good son Yang Mingyu!"

"What!" The head of the Yang family almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. His family's surname was not Yang in the mourning hall, but his son was actually made into meat cakes and used as a sacrifice for others!
Chapter completed!