After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 493: Mandrill fights golden eagle, Ding Lianyun is heartbroken!
Si'e Mountain.

One of the four main peaks of Emei Mountain, the mountain is covered with snow and the cold wind is howling.

From halfway up the mountain, the snow has accumulated more than a foot thick, and icicles can be seen everywhere in the woods and on the branches.

There are no animals to be seen in the deep mountains. The absolute cold seems to have made the mountains a forbidden zone for life.

At this time, deep in a dense forest.

An icy canyon with a small natural lake in the middle. Under the cliff opposite the lake, there is an inconspicuous cave.

The white fog is so thick that the distant mountains cannot be seen clearly.

As far as the eye can see, the whole world seems to be covered in snow.

The lake has frozen over.

"Chirp!"

A sharp cry broke the sky.

Then, a golden figure emerged from the clouds and landed directly in front of the cave.

The sound waves caused the snow on the trees to fall down, and the sound echoed among the mountains and forests for a long time.

"Roar!"

A roar then came from the cave.

The next second, a dark, ghostly figure jumped out of the cave.

Mandrill!

It stood at the entrance of the cave, looking vigilantly at the golden eagle not far ahead, and roared at it as if in protest.

The realm of creation?

The mandrill could clearly sense the pressure from the other party, but it was not afraid at all.

"Chirp..."

The golden eagle let out a loud cry, and a spiritual sword energy condensed into shape and rushed towards the mandrill.

"Oh!"

The mandrill was not afraid at all and punched straight away.

There was a bang.

The terrifying spiritual sword energy was actually shattered by the mandrill with just one punch.

Of course, its hand was also injured, but not seriously.

In just a moment, the wound healed.

This recovery ability is amazing. He is worthy of being the darling of the mountains.

"Roar!"

The mandrill roared angrily and glared at the golden eagle.

At this time, the golden eagle released its mental power and probed towards the mandrill.

But I don't know what he is communicating with the mandrill.

"Roar."

After hearing this, the mandrill became furious.

The black hair on his body turned red almost instantly, and his eyes burst into a very blood red color.

Go crazy.

Ferocious and cruel, as if it wanted to tear everything apart.

"Chirp."

The golden eagle tilted its head and glanced at it, a hint of surprise flashed in its eyes. It seemed to be afraid and did not dare to confront the mandrill head-on.

It flapped its wings and flew backwards to the other side of the lake.

"Roar!"

The mandrill roared angrily, leaped suddenly, flew more than ten meters into the air, and punched the golden eagle in the air.

"Chirp!"

The golden eagle should be very depressed as it has encountered a reckless person.

It quickly flapped its wings and flew high again.

The mandrill's punch missed and landed on the top of a pine tree more than ten meters high.

It turned suddenly and made another leap.

"Oh!"

He flew into the air again and headed straight for the golden eagle.

At the same time, the pine tree could not withstand its huge force and exploded instantly.

Too fierce.

The mandrill's hair and skin have turned completely red, and its eyes are so red that they seem to be burning with fire.

With this jump, he soared to the same height as the golden eagle, and like a cannonball, he punched forward again.

"Chirp!"

The golden eagle released its mental power and tried to communicate with the mandrill.

But at this moment, the mandrill had fallen into a state of madness and refused to communicate at all.

It had to stretch the height again.

The mandrill threw a punch and almost hit it.

The figure flew across the sky and landed on the cliff.

"Oh!"

It created a big hole in the cliff.

The falling of debris and the violent vibration caused the snow on the top of the mountain to slide down.

rustling...

A huge avalanche fell, covering the valley below completely almost instantly.

"Chirp!"

Golden eagle hovering above the valley.

"Oh!"

A red figure shot out from the snowdrift, climbed up the cliff, and quickly jumped up.

In the sky, the golden eagle's stern eyes changed slightly.

I've met a lunatic and I can't communicate with him at all.

"Chirp!"

The golden eagle roared angrily, but helpless against the strong wind, it soared into the sky and ran away.

"Roar!"

The mandrill climbed to the top of the cliff, holding onto the cliff wall with one hand, and roared madly in the direction where the golden eagle was flying away.

Gradually, the red color on its body faded and then returned to its normal black color.

……

-

Tianchi Mountain, Ding Family.

Ding Lianyun sat in the middle hall, his back slightly hunched. His hair had turned snow-white without a single strand of black.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

One by one, figures walked in laughing.

"father……"

"grandfather……"

"Second Grandpa..."

……

"Si Hai? Shao Feng? Shao Xian? Cheng Jie? Cheng Yong..."

In a trance, Ding Lianyun was stunned for a moment, watching a group of people walking towards him.

"Second brother, what are you doing sitting here alone?"

"Big brother?"

Ding Lianyun paused, and before he knew it, tears were rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"Grandpa, come soon, we're all waiting for you..." Ding Shaoxian came in front of him, looked at him with his head down, a smile on his face.

"Shaoxian?"

Ding Lianyun stood up and reached out to touch Ding Shaoxian's face.

However, the moment he touched Ding Shaoxian's face, the figure in front of him was like a bubble being punctured.

Disappeared in an instant.

The hall was empty, there was no one there, and even with the air conditioner turned up to 30 degrees, it was still cold and deserted.

"Shaoxian?"

"Four seas?"

……

Ding Lianyun panicked, looked around and shouted loudly.

Soon, he was speechless.

He had to accept the reality that they were all dead and gone, and now he was the only one left alone.

"what……"

A piercing and mournful roar spread throughout the Tianchi Mountain.

"why why?"

"Where are you? Where are you?"

……

Outside the door, some of the Ding family's collateral descendants heard the desperate roar coming from the central hall, but they seemed to be accustomed to it.

During this period, Ding Lianyun often behaved like this, especially on New Year's Eve, when he wailed the entire night.

It’s miserable. It’s really miserable.

Not only Ding Lianyun suffered, but many of the Ding family's side branches suffered as well. In the past six months, not only was the Ding family's direct line almost wiped out, but even the side branches suffered heavy losses.

Not to mention the distant past, just take the incident with Ding Sihai years ago as an example. Most of the remaining young masters of the Ding family who had reached the top level were lost.

All in all, the huge Ding family has now been torn into pieces and is completely unrecognizable.

Even the Sihai Group can only select a few relatively capable younger generations from its side branches to barely take over.

Ding Lianyun no longer cared whether he could hold on or how long he could hold on.

He thought about calling Ding Sijiang back to take charge of the situation.

But, in the end, he gave up.

What are you doing back here? Are you following in the footsteps of Ding Sihai and his gang?

Come back to die?

At least, we should leave some offspring for the Ding family.

Ding Lianyun has clearly realized that the force that is plotting against their Ding family is simply not something the Ding family can contend with.

No matter who the opponent is, if they lose, their Ding family has already lost, and lost completely.

He was such an arrogant person in the past that he never imagined that one day he would end up in such a situation.

The wailing continued for a long, long time.

In the central hall, Ding Lianyun burst into tears, heartbroken.

With blurred eyes, he looked at the pillar next to him and suddenly had the urge to ram into it.

He stood up slowly, his eyes fixed on the pillar, as if there was a great attraction there.

"Second Uncle..." At this time, an uneasy voice came from outside, pulling him out of his trance.

He reached out and touched the pillar in front of him, wiped the tears from his face, and turned to look outside.

A middle-aged man in his forties walked in from outside.

Ding Xingwen, first-class realm, from the side branch of the Ding family.

In the past, he would not even look at such collateral descendants, and they might not even be allowed to enter the ancestral temple during festivals and ancestral worship.

But now, there is no one available in the Ding family, and people like this have become his new arms.

It’s sad just thinking about it.

"What's wrong? Xingwen?" Ding Lianyun tried hard to calm himself down.

After venting just now, my emotions are now barely under control.

"Second uncle."

The man fell to his knees with a thud, a look of sorrow on his face.

"and many more."

Ding Lianyun shouted in panic and quickly reached out to hold on to the pillar next to him.

He knew it was definitely not good news.

"Go ahead."

He took a few deep breaths and finally mustered up the courage to speak to Ding Xingwen who was kneeling on the ground.

Ding Xingwen, with tears in his eyes, kowtowed heavily to him, "Second uncle, second brother, he, second brother, he is gone..."

"what?"

Ding Lianyun felt his blood boiling and his vision went dark. If he hadn't been holding on to the pillar, he would have almost fallen down.

"Sihe, Sihe he..."

Ding Xingwen burst into tears, sobbing and holding back, "My second brother's condition suddenly worsened, he couldn't be saved, he's gone..."

Ding Lianyun closed his eyes tightly, and his tears seemed to have dried up.

After a long while, he waved at Ding Xingwen, signaling him to leave and let him be alone.

"Second uncle, take care."

Ding Xingwen choked up, "We will take care of Second Brother's funeral, you don't have to worry..."

"Funeral?"

Ding Lianyun shook his head and said miserably, "Why hold a funeral to let others laugh at us and see how miserable our Ding family is now?"

"This……"

Ding Xingwen paused, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Ding Lianyun waved at him. Ding Xingwen didn't dare to say anything and quickly retreated.

Shihe is dead too!
Ding Lianyun took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the red paper tablet on the wall of the central hall.

The seat of the great-great-ancestor of all generations in the Ding family hall!

Ding Lianyun was slightly stunned, then he grabbed the teapot on the coffee table and threw it over.

"clang!"

The teapot shattered, and the tea instantly moistened the red paper tablet.

Ding Lianyun rushed to the altar like a madman and threw the incense burner, fruits and vegetables to the ground.

shhhhhh...

He tore the red paper tablet on the wall directly off and tore it into pieces.

"You, is this how you protect your descendants?"

"What's the point of offering sacrifices to you? The Ding family is about to be gone, gone, everything is gone, the four seas are gone, the four rivers are gone, everything is gone..."

He seemed to have gone mad again. His hands were pierced by the broken pieces of the teapot and were bleeding, but he was completely unaware.

"Second uncle..."

At this time, the familiar voice came again.

Ding Xingwen went back and was so frightened when he saw the scene that he almost didn't dare to step into the hall.

Ding Lianyun suddenly turned around and looked at Ding Xingwen, his eyes as fierce as a wolf's.

Ding Xingwen's heart tightened and he almost knelt down, "Uncle, it's me, Xingwen!"

he shouted.

Ding Lianyun seemed to have suddenly realized something and slowly retracted his extremely sharp eyes.

"Second uncle."

Ding Xingwen breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "People from Huangqi Mountain have arrived, as well as people from Tiefo Mountain..."

"Ok?"

Ding Lianyun paused for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing across his eyes.

"Who's coming?" Ding Lianyun tidied up his appearance.

Ding Xingwen said, "The people who came from Tiefo Mountain are Meng Jinmao, the head of Tiefo Mountain, and Mr. Zhao Guichen who came here some time ago..."

"The people coming from Huangqi Mountain are Fang Jinyu, one of the three elders of Huangqi Mountain, and his son, Fang Junnan..."

Ding Lianyun frowned.

He roughly understood what was going on.

"Take them to the side hall."

Ding Lianyun took a deep breath.

"Yes."

Ding Xingwen didn't dare to say anything more and quickly retreated.

Ding Lianyun looked back and saw the mess on the ground.

At this moment, it’s like waking up from a dream.

Huang Qishan, do you still dare to come?
A sharp light flashed in Ding Lianyun's eyes.

……

-

Side hall.

Meng Jinmao and Zhao Guichen sat on the left, and a young man stood behind them.

Both of them had frost masks on their faces, and their faces were so dark that they looked like they wanted to eat someone.

Sitting opposite them was a thin old man with a gray beard.

Fang Jinyu is one of the three most powerful people in the realm of creation in Huangqi Mountain.

Aged ninety-three.

He smiled and tried to ease the atmosphere, but the other party didn't seem to appreciate it.

Sitting next to him was Fang Junnan.

He lowered his head, not daring to look up at the fierce eyes opposite him.

Yesterday, Meng Jinmao and his men broke into the hotel where he was staying, broke the door and arrested him.

Fortunately, his father Fang Jinyu arrived in time, otherwise, he really suspected that he would have been beaten to death by Meng Jinmao on the spot.

He explained for a long time, saying that he did not kill Li Qian, nor did he kill Meng Guangzhi, and that he did not kill Meng Guangzhi.

But the other party produced a series of evidence and he had no way to defend himself.

Finally, at Fang Jinyu's suggestion, the group came to Tianchi Mountain, wanting to find Ding Sihe and confront him face to face.

After all, in Zhao Guichen's words, Ding Sihe personally identified Fang Junnan.

Fang Junnan believes he is innocent and wants to clear himself of suspicion, so he naturally has to confront Ding Sihe.

"Three seniors, I am sorry for not coming to meet you in person..."

Ding Lianyun walked in and spoke weakly, as if he had just suffered a blow from a broken heart.

In front of Meng Jinmao and others, Ding Lianyun is indeed a junior in terms of realm and age.

Seeing him come in, no one stood up.

The people from the Five Sects looked down on the Eight Clans, and the Ding family was simply not taken seriously by them.

"Lianyun, we are here to clear the injustice for my son. Hurry up and call Ding Sihe out. Since he said that it was my son who killed Li..."

"Li Qian." Fang Junnan reminded from the side.

Fang Jinyu nodded slightly, "Since he said that it was my son who killed Li Qian, my son is right here, let him come out and take a good look..."

"Mr. Fang!"

Ding Lianyun sat down in the main seat, his face cold, as if he was suppressing the anger in his chest, "You came at an untimely time, Sihe's injuries have worsened, he has passed away..."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Meng Jinmao and Zhao Guichen both frowned.

"died?"

Fang Junnan was anxious and stood up immediately. "How could he be dead? How could he be dead? If he's dead, what should I do? Mr. Ding, you are kidding me, right? He died as soon as we arrived. How could it be such a coincidence..."

What the hell is that?

Am I kidding you about this?

This young man is so rude.

A fierce look flashed across Ding Lianyun's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Sihe's body is now kept in the villa. If you don't believe it, I can take you there to see it." Ding Lianyun said lightly.

Everyone had a serious look on their faces, and everyone could tell that Ding Lianyun didn't seem to be joking.

"you……"

Fang Junnan became anxious, and the body odor on his body became more intense as his emotions changed.

Even his father couldn't stand it, and Fang Jinyu couldn't help but cover his nose with his hand.

"Shut up, you little bastard."

Fang Jinyu scolded and gave Fang Junnan a look.

The elders are talking, so you, a junior, have no right to speak.

Fang Junnan was his son who was born when he was sixty years old.

He had a son in his old age, and he was the only son at that. Naturally, he was doted on since he was young. All the good things were given to him, which led to his extremely spoiled and arrogant character.

Now that he has gotten into a big trouble, what else can he do? He can only choose to protect his child.

When the younger generation causes trouble, the elders pay the price.

This matter is of a big magnitude.

Fang Junnan said it wasn't him. Although Fang Jinyu didn't quite believe it, he still held out a glimmer of hope.

What if, what if it really wasn’t Fang Junnan who did it? As long as we get to the bottom of it, we can clear our son’s name.

However, the only eyewitness at the scene, Ding Sihe, died at this critical juncture, which puts the country in a passive position.

Fang Junnan didn't dare to say anything more and sat back in his seat like a quail.

Fang Jinyu said, "Ding Sihe is dead. Maybe he really identified my son, but who knows if he was coerced or for some other reason, deliberately throwing dirty water on my son. Why don't you think about it carefully? My son and Li Qian have no grudges, so why would he fight with Li Qian in such a remote place like Sipan Mountain, and even kill Li Qian..."

Now he really has no choice but to make excuses. Ding Sihe is dead and there is no cure for his death. God knows what the actual situation is?
He only looked at Meng Jinmao and the other person opposite him, without even glancing at Ding Lianyun.

No one cares about Ding Lianyun's current mood, and no one cares about how sad he is because his family member just died.

This is the tragedy of the weak.

Fang Jinyu's cold words were like knives stabbing Ding Lianyun's heart.

"Mr. Fang."

Ding Lianyun said at this time, "Although Sihe is dead, we have video recordings of him identifying your son, and Mr. Zhao and the others were also present!"

Zhao Guichen nodded.

(End of this chapter)