"Ye... Lord Ye Bugui." He looked surprised.

"Leng Han, no wonder your subordinates dare to ask me to kneel down and beg for mercy. Now, even you dare to kill me?" Ye Bugui asked coldly with his sword in one hand.

"I... Lenghan, see you!"

Leng Han knelt on one knee and stuck the sword in his hand to the ground. "I thought the lord would not come later."

According to the expected time, it may take around nine o'clock to return at night.

Now it is more than three hours ahead of schedule.

"What? Someone died in the family?" Ye Bugui looked at the corpse on the ground, and the black and white photos, and asked lightly.

This great undead figure wears white gloves all year round, which complements the snow-white sword scabbard around his waist.

He was dressed in black and wore a white shirt.

It looks like the costumes of the British Empire many years ago.

"My fourth son... is dead." Leng Han said in a deep voice. He did not dare to stand up without Ye Bugui's permission.

He is not strong enough to fight against the night of no return.

But Leng Han believes that one day, he will surpass the emperor and become the new leader of the undead tribe.

"Who did it?" Ye Bugui didn't care.

Generally speaking, these monsters who have lived for thousands of years have no relatives.

Single.

I can't feel this kind of warmth.

"Hanhai Book Garden." Leng Han raised his head, his eyes full of hatred.

"I know the Paladins of the Funeral Alliance. Do you need help? The funeral fee can be discounted." Before Ye Bugui finished speaking, Leng Han's eyes widened.

"Sir, do you know the Funeral Alliance?"

incredible!

"Of course, I know one of the Paladins of the Funeral Alliance, but I'm not too familiar with it. Do you need it?" Ye Bugui used his sword to pick up the white cloth and covered Leng Qianming's face.

"Sir, yesterday morning, the people from the Funeral Alliance came to make trouble! Logically speaking, our undead tribe smashed the job of the Funeral Alliance, how could you become friends with him?" Leng Han asked in confusion.

His arm was cut off by the Undead.

"It was originally like this. But we are about to start a war with Zuoqiushan. Do you know how many people will die? The one who benefits the most is the Funeral Alliance."

Ye Bugui finished speaking, raised his eyebrows and said, "The Funeral Alliance is here to make trouble?"

"Not bad!" Leng Han's eyes were filled with anger.
Chapter completed!