Chapter 5229

Xia Houli's name was left on a long list.

That is the list of fallen soldiers in the Tang Yu war.

This war can no longer be simply described as tragic. The battle between monks has always been extremely cruel, and often after a battle, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people died.

"I am an old friend of Lord Hou, and I came to pay tribute to Lord Hou's remains."

Lu Yu said.

"you……"

The concierge looked Lu Yu up and down, then turned his head and said, "Wait, I'll let you know."

Outside the Xiahou Mansion, the snow fluttered and the cold wind was blowing.

Lu Yu stood in the midst of the cold wind, feeling the chills coming from all around him, and his expression did not change.

After a full two sticks of incense, the door of Xiahou Mansion was pushed open.

"Master Hou has no old friends for a long time! If you are looking for trouble, then pass me first!"

A Xiahou Mansion disciple with a cold voice actually walked out with a long sword.

The concierge whispered behind him: "Ninth Young Master, that's him, claiming to be the old friend of the Marquis."

"you……"

When the Xiahou Mansion disciples saw Lu Yu, they were suddenly startled, and the long sword in their hands fell to the ground.

He rubbed his eyes, and then stepped forward to examine it carefully, suddenly a huge shock in his heart, and he was about to bow down immediately.

"No need! I'm seeing off Lord Hou today, so you can treat me as an ordinary old friend of Lord Hou."

Lu Yu supported the Xiahou Mansion disciple.

"Yes! Yes! I met you once in Xiahoushuo. It's our honor to have you come to the mansion, please come in!"

With a respectful look on Xiahou Shuo's face, he welcomed Lu Yu in.

The two of them walked all the way, and there were servants dressed in glutinous elements everywhere in the mansion, holding white lanterns in their hands, walking quickly with their heads lowered.

Lu Yu looked around, the whole mansion was filled with a sad atmosphere.

The children of the former Xiahou Mansion all had confident smiles on their faces.

But now everyone's face is gray and depressed, which is already very different.

In the mourning hall, it was already full of people at this moment.

The clansmen from all branches of Xiahou Mansion gathered here to see Xiahou Li off.

There were deafening sounds of mourning and music all around, and countless people from the Xiahou Mansion knelt on the ground, howling.

Lu Yu looked into the eyes of all the clan members, but found that only a few people present were genuinely sad, while more people showed cunning light and pretended to be sad.

Lu Yu let out a short sigh.

Xiahou has been fighting for half his life, and almost all his thoughts are on the family, but after his death, he will not live in peace. I am afraid that the Xiahou mansion will experience another turmoil.

"Master Hou heard that he encountered a peerless master of the Tang Dynasty, and even his head was smashed to pieces, and no body was left. We asked people in the army to collect the remains of Master Hou. It was enough. It took half a month for the corpse to be reluctantly spelled out."

When Xia Hou Shuo said this, his voice trembled a little, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Lu Yu shook his head and said nothing, standing in the mourning crowd, looking at the last broken face of the old man.

In front of the coffin, a woman dressed in white was supported by a maid, her face was pale, and she wept again and again.

This is Mrs. Xiahou.

In Lu Yu's impression, Mrs. Xiahou stabilized Xiahou's family when Xiahou Li went out to fight. She was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a strong heart.

But now, due to excessive sadness, Mrs. Xiahou had gray hair overnight, and even stood a little unsteady.