"Who is this person? He is so brave? Can't figure out what the situation is now?"

"Is my brain so bad?"

"Pan Mo was forced to retreat. How dare this guy burn incense to Han Luo? I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to write the word "death".

People were staring at the figure, whispering and talking.

But many Han family members were already stunned.

"Bu Wei! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and give Mr. Lin incense!"

The head of the Han family was the first to react, and yelled with all his might without caring about the sadness.

Han Buwei was shocked, and he quickly crawled up in the pain, limped to the incense bag next to him, pulled out three incense sticks to ignite it, and handed it to the man respectfully.

"Lin...Mr. Lin, give..."

Han Buwei's eyes were red and his voice was even more suffocating.

Lin Yang took the incense and was silent for a long time. After bowing, he gently inserted the incense into the incense burner...

"Your brother, it's not worth dying."

Lin Yang said hoarsely.

"My brother is very brave. He did not retreat this time. The only person who came back alive said that he cut off the back and covered the others to retreat. If my brother had not fought to the death, the only person who lived would not have come back...Mr. Lin, my brother did not disappoint you!"

Han Buwei said in tears.

Lin Yang stared at the coffin for a long time and whispered: "It was me who made Long Kingdom lose a heavenly commander, it was me who made him ruin his future..."

"Mr. Lin, it's not your fault. My elder brother has always wanted to go to the front line again and make meritorious service. After he fled last time, he had always had a demon. This time, he did not choose to escape. He had a clear conscience. This was his right choice!"

Han Buwei knelt in front of the spirit card and cried loudly.

Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, patted Han Buwei on the shoulder, turned around and looked at the person outside, his eyes stayed on the broken leg of the head of the Han family for a few seconds, and then said, "You all come in and burn incense!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone felt puzzled.

"Boy, are you a member of the Han family?"

Ning Hong asked with a smile, narrowed his eyes.

Lin Yang shook his head.

"That's the Han family's friend?"

"That's true."

"Then I advise you to get out quickly and don't make trouble here, otherwise I'm worried that you won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Ning Hong sneered.

Lin Yang heard the sound and walked slowly towards Ning Hong.

Ning Hong was stunned and subconsciously took a step back: "What do you want to do?"

"Who are you?"

Lin Yang asked calmly.

"I'm Ning Hong! Ning Hong of the Ning family!"

"Are you a friend of the Han family?"

"That's true."

Ning Hong hummed lightly.

"Since I'm a friend of the Han family, come here to burn incense."

"What? Are you ordering me? What if I can't go?"

Ning Hong said disdainfully and stopped looking at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang didn't say anything, suddenly grabbed Ning Hong's shoulder and forced him to the front of the mourning hall, and then his palm sank.

Ning Hong was caught off guard and knelt directly on the ground, colliding with the ground with both knees.

"ah!"

Ning Hong screamed in pain.

"Bu Wei, light three incense sticks."

Lin Yang said lightly.

"yes!"

Han Buwei wiped away his tears, focused his head heavily, immediately took three incense sticks and handed them over.

"You're looking for death!"

Ning Hong reacted and roared at Lin Yang angrily: "Do you dare to touch me? I want you to die without a place to bury me!"

After saying that, he slapped the three incense sticks on the ground.

Lin Yang quietly looked at the three incense sticks on the ground, remained silent for a moment, then took out his cell phone from his body and handed it to Ning Hong.

"Call your house."

"What are you doing?"

Ning Hong was slightly stunned, completely unsure what Lin Yang was going to do.

"Call the people in your family to come over and collect your body."
Chapter completed!