The prince is very cruel

Even though the end would be tragic, they still couldn't bear to see their leader die so unjustly.

The people who were named were all heads of the Bashan branches. They looked at the Nie family who were on the verge of death with sympathy and pity in their eyes. They didn't believe it was Nie Nan, but facts spoke louder than words.

They hesitated and struggled, but before they could say anything, Long Yun rushed out with a fierce look in his eyes and a fierce expression.

Good on you, good on you. Just in time to catch them all in one fell swoop, so he can "ascend the throne" with peace of mind!

"Nie Mai's unfilial son!"

"How dare you come back and cause trouble at the ancestral memorial hall!"

"That day on the ancient river, hundreds of people from all over Bashan saw with their own eyes that our ancestor was poisoned to death by Ning Fei and the people from Jueqing Valley. Then you used force to force me to let Ning Fei go. Lou Xinyue, I am of the same age and clan as you, so I intend to give you a chance to live."

"But now it seems that we can't keep you here!"

"Come here, take action, eradicate these bad apples and avenge our ancestors!" Long Yun waved his sleeves, looking righteous and powerful.

"Yes!"

Under the trend led by him and Song Wei, some people who wanted to help became unable to do anything.

In an instant, a large number of people pushed through the crowd and clashed with Nie Nan's men.

The entire mourning hall was in chaos. Everyone was in danger, each with their own thoughts, and scrambled to escape. This not only made outsiders laugh at them, but also made the ancestor in the coffin unable to rest in peace.

Guan Ning knew that the other party had revealed all their cards, and it was time to step forward and end this farce!

"stop!!"

A thunderous cry rang out, followed by a black shadow passing overhead.

The person who reacted subconsciously looked at it and his pupils shrank.

boom!

It was a long table for storing paper money, which fell heavily in the middle of the conflict, separating the fighting between the two sides.

Paper money was flying all over the sky, and everyone's attention was focused on it.

"Ning, Brother Ning!"

"Miss Lou!" Nie Nan's lips trembled, and tears of blood flowed down instantly.

"It's you!" Long Yun growled, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. "They are the two outsiders who murdered our ancestors!"

"Good to come, good to come!"

"It's just right that we can send you off together today to accompany our ancestors in their burial!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused a huge uproar, and people pointed fingers at them. The Ba people, who did not know the truth, were furious and cursed.

"Everyone from Bashan and Shu, what are you waiting for? Kill him!" Long Yun roared.

"kill!!"

The Ba people rushed over and wanted to kill Guan Ning with their own hands.

"Brother Ning, go away!" Nie Nan yelled. He didn't want Guan Ning to get involved in this mess. If he could come back, he would die without regrets.

At such a critical moment, Guan Ning and Lou Xinyue stood where they were, without any intention of escaping.

"I have the will of my ancestors, who dares to touch it?!" Guan Ning shouted, his voice overwhelming the whole audience, like thunder in the ears.

In an instant, the scene became quiet.

The outraged Ba people stared at the letter and token held high in Guan Ning's hand.

In ancient times, things like wills and tokens of trust were extremely binding. For example, a general could not mobilize his troops without a tiger talisman, and even if he did, it would be unjustifiable.

Everyone including Long Yun and Song Wei changed color, even as if struck by lightning. How could there be a will?

Long Yun realized that something was wrong and drew his sword himself: "Don't listen to him, the will is fake!"

"He stole the token!"

"How can we trust a murderer?"

"kill him!"

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out, not wanting to give Guan Ning any chance.

But Guan Ning remained undaunted and shouted, "Whether the ancestor's will is true or false, you will know it at a glance! If I were a murderer, I would flee and never come back!"

"Long Yun, you don't dare to look at it, and you don't let others see it. Is there something wrong with you?"

The two sentences that hit the nail on the head resounded through the sky and echoed throughout the venue.

Some people can't sit still.

"Long Yun, stop!"

"That's right!"

"That's the ancestor's keepsake, I recognize it!"

"No matter what, we must read the will!" At least several old men and heads of branches spoke up and rushed forward.

Long Yun's face looked grim. He knew very well what the will would be if there was one.