Things happened very suddenly, from the butter candle suddenly falling down to the fire surrounding the entire mourning hall, it was just a blink of an eye. Before Mo Li could react, two guards who had not seen the bad situation escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

"Han Qing's body!" Mo Li was shocked. If it was burned, it would be impossible to identify it!

"No, you can't go over!" The two guards insisted on letting go: "There was oil splashed in the mourning hall, and so on the coffin. It would be useless even if you go in now."

Mo Li clenched his fist hard, how could there be oil on the coffin? This must have been done by someone deliberately!

"I've been plotted! Let's go!" Mo Li gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the darkness. The two guards also understood that this situation was definitely someone who had made arrangements for Mo Li's actions tonight, and they fell into someone else's trap!

"Put the fire!" It seemed that people were swarming from all directions, and there was no way to go to the sky and there was no way to enter the ground. They were surrounded by people: "Put the fire quickly! The fire broke out in the mourning hall!"

Sure enough, he came prepared! Mo Li's heart was cold. How could there be so many people in the Han family? He was ready for a long time and just waited for him to come from the trap!

"Mo Li!" With a loud shout, Han Zhijie rushed out with anger and murderous aura: "You dare to destroy my son's body! I will definitely kill you today!"

"Stop pretending. You deliberately splashed oil on the coffin. When I arrived, I lit the mourning hall. Isn't it just to frame me?" Mo Li looked at Han Zhijie with disdain: "I didn't expect that you lived a long life and were such a despicable villain!"

"You said I deliberately burned my son's body to blame you?" Han Zhijie's eyes were staring like a copper bell, full of evil spirits: "Bah! What are you? You can't even compare to a hair of my son. If I, Han Zhijie, set up such a plan to frame you, and ask me to hit the sky with five thunder!"

Such a vow was immediately established, but Han Zhijie was not punished at all, which shows that this matter was really not arranged by him.

Could it be that Han Qing was really the one who was burned in the mourning hall?

"Mo Li, you are really brave." Han Zhang walked out, his face gloomy: "How dare you come to my Han family at night to act wildly! Do you think that the body of my brother was burned in the mourning hall? Do you think that all this was the plan we set against you? I tell you Mo Li, don't take it seriously, think that others are trying their best to deal with you, and you are not worth it at all!"

He glanced at Mo Li and quickly joined the firefighting team. Even if Han Qing's body had been burned to ashes, he would still have to snatch the ashes out of it. He could not turn into ashes with the mourning hall.

Didn’t the Han family do it? Mo Li was in trouble. Could it be that there was something wrong with his thinking?

The raging fire quickly alarmed the Zhenbei Army. After the army joined in, the fire was quickly controlled, but even so, Han Qing's body was burned together with the coffin, and there was no way to take a corpse again.

A group of people gathered together in dust, and Mo Li was surrounded in the center.

"I'm talking to you, can't you be a little more at ease?" Chu Shaolin, who received the news, rubbed his forehead and now in front of Mo Li, with dissatisfaction in his phoenix eyes: "Look at what happened to you tonight."

Mo Li pursed his lips: "I was framed."

"If you didn't come here privately, would you be framed?" Chu Shaolin glared at him speechlessly and said so.

Mo Li suddenly had nothing to say. Indeed, he was wrong first, so he gave others the opportunity to take advantage of loopholes: "I know I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"It's not me who should apologize, it's them." Chu Shaolin pointed to the angry Han family: "You are getting worse and worse."

Han Zhijie snorted: "We don't need to apologize. Prince, you saw it today. Mo Li deliberately destroyed my son's body. I suspect that he was worried that we would find some clues from it. Therefore, he deliberately destroyed the corpse and traces. He was the real murderer who killed my son!"

"I said that this is a trap, I am the one who was framed." Mo Li was very angry, very good! The person behind him really succeeded in making him completely angry! He actually used such means to deal with him!

"Who can prove that you are innocent?" Han Zhijie refused to let Mo Li go, and looked at him hatred: "So many people here have seen you come out of the mourning hall with their own eyes. When you come out of the mourning hall, you catch it. What else can you say! It's just that you poured oil and burned the mourning hall, and we caught it, and then made up some traps to gain sympathy!"

"Don't you be emotional, okay?" Mo Li said impatiently. Han Zhijie's brain was useless: "I haven't said it yet. I know a few of your Han family members have come in total. Why are there so many people tonight? I also said that you knew I was back a long time ago and deliberately arranged the whole set to wait for me?"

"Mo Li." Han Zhang suddenly called him.

Mo Li turned around and Han Zhang punched him hard, slamming Mo Li's face heavily, and punched him to the ground.

"You..." Mo Li covered his quickly red and swollen face and looked at Han Zhang in surprise.

"It seems that I acted so well and said that my family was too easy to bully, right?" Han Zhang looked at him coldly: "The dead person is my brother, our Han family! He is dead and unknown. Do you think we will deliberately burn his body and make him crush his bones and ashes to design you? What are you?"

"Yes! The eldest son said it well! What are you a thing!" The group of people behind started to clamor.

"We will appear here. We have long known that you will come secretly with ill-behaved after being rejected during the day. I didn't expect that you were so crazy that you actually burned the mourning hall directly!" Those who stood behind were excited and clamored to punish Mo Liming for the second young master to bury him.

"Don't make noise first, don't be impatient." Chu Shaolin raised one hand and pressed it down, stopping everyone's clamor: "I have a few words to tell your eldest son, you should retreat aside first."

Han Zhang and Chu Shaolin avoided everyone and walked aside.

"What do you think?" Chu Shaolin looked at Han Zhang: "What we said happened."

Han Zhang took a deep breath and nodded: "It seems that this is true."

"Will you accept the loss by betting?" Chu Shaolin raised an eyebrow and stared at Han Zhang in front of him: "Even if you lose, there will be no loss. His purpose is not to find the murderer and avenge your brother?"
Chapter completed!