Chapter 790

"What did you say?"

Wen Xiangyang frowned. He didn't know what Jin Zongliang was suddenly mad about.

"I said this is not Yan Xi!" Jin Zongliang's tone excited, he saw so much hope.

"Are you crazy?" Wen Xiangyang has been caught by Jin Zongliang. The body in his arms is about to loose. He has no choice but to turn back and put the body on the stage again, frowning, "what are you going to do?"

Jin Zongliang grabbed the wrist of the corpse excitedly and raised it to Wen Xiangyang: "look carefully, this is not Yan Xi."

In an uproar, Wen Xiangyang shook Jin Zongliang's shoulder: "Jin Zongliang! Calm down

"Yan Xi's ring finger and little finger are not so short, and her hands are longer than her." Jin Zongliang turned that hand over and over.

Wen Xiangyang broke off Jin Zongliang's fingers one by one and covered the corpse's hands with white satin.

"The corpse changes after people die. I know you can't accept Yan Xi's things."

"But this woman is not Yan Xi!" Jin Zongliang wanted to lift the white satin on the corpse, but he was stopped by Wen Xiangyang. "Can you stop making so much noise at the funeral! Do you want to make Yan Xi's last journey so restless? "

"You let me see her face, she is definitely not Yan Xi!"

Wen Xiangyang shook his head and looked excited: "you don't want to see it! Her face was bitten by wild animals, beyond recognition. Otherwise, why should I cover her with satin! Yan Xi was so good-looking before she died, but do you want to show her appearance in front of everyone? "

Jin Zongliang is stopped by Wen Xiangyang and can't move forward. He stares at Wen Xiangyang tightly. His eyes are so red that he can't speak.

"You let her go..." Wen Xiangyang sighed helplessly. He didn't know anything about his body shape. He blocked Jin Zong's way to Yan Xi.

"I said it! She didn't die. "Jin Zongliang was full of anger." why don't you believe me? "

With an angry wave of his hand, the flowers beside the corpse were scattered all over the ground. Petals were flying everywhere and fell on the corpse. Wen Xiangyang was angry, controlling Jin Zongliang not to get close to the corpse while shouting for security.

Jin Zongliang was crazy. He threw and stepped on the flowers. His face was terrible.

The funeral home is a special place. The security guard came quickly. Two people held up Jin Zongliang and dragged him out of the hall.

Jin Zongliang tried his best to break free and stared inside for a long time. The process had already started. Wen Xiangyang gently put the body into the coffin, and his eyes were full of love and sadness. Jin Zongliang looked at him and snorted. Didn't no one believe him? Let him regret it sooner or later!

Straighten the messy clothes, find some necessary items in the field, and drive to the store to purchase. Since no one believes that Yan Xi is still alive, he will go to the mountain to find them himself! What a fuckin 'funeral! Get out of here!

When people got the news, Jin Zongliang had packed his simple luggage and entered the mountain.

Wen Xiangyang is finishing the funeral. When he hears the news, he is stunned. Then he gently touches the coffin containing Yan Xi's body.

I didn't expect Jin Zongliang to be so stubborn. It's just that his Yan Xi is here. No matter how I look for him, I can't find him back A line of tears rolled down.

At that time, Yang Li and her followers were gathering outside to celebrate Yan Xi's death. When she heard Jin Zongliang enter the mountain, she suddenly felt an unknown premonition: won't Yan Xi still be alive?

But less than a second, she gave up the idea, Yan Xi's death and is a certainty, she does not allow such a terrible idea to appear in her mind.

But Jin Zongliang went into the mountain She felt that he was just looking for death. Was this the so-called martyrdom? She burst out laughing bitterly.

If she could, how she hoped Jin Zongliang would make such a great sacrifice for her

"Is Jin Zongliang gone?" Zhou Dongzhi frowned at the news.

"Yes, it seems to be looking for Yan Xi." The subordinate replied.

"Yan Xi? Isn't Yan Xi dead? "

"Yes, a funeral was held this morning. I heard that Jin Zongliang had a big row at the funeral. It may be that Yan Xi didn't die, but he couldn't accept the reality for a while."

"Now that he's mad, he won't be able to come back for a while, will he?" What is Zhou Dongzhi planning.

"What do you mean?" Subordinates seem to understand the meaning of Zhou Dongzhi, tentatively asked.

"Let's make it worse for him. He may not be in the mood to take care of the company's affairs now, but this is a good time for us to make good use of this opportunity. " Zhou Dongzhi coldly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Yes."

Jin Zongliang left in a hurry, and all the company's affairs were transferred to Kris. When he was in a state of great anxiety, it happened that these things happened again. Kris really couldn't support it. He pushed a pile of documents aside and had a short rest on his desk.

The phone rings suddenly like a life-threatening attack, Kris sighs, cheers up, one hand picked up the receiver, listening to the phone, but his face is getting worse and worse.Another accident happened to the company, plus the pressure exerted by all parties, it was Zhou Dongzhi's handwriting. Kris closed his eyes in a headache, and within a second, he quickly went back to work.

When Jin Zongliang is away, all the burden falls on his shoulders. At this moment, he must play up the spirit of 12 points. The company must not collapse at this time.

Tents, medicine, water bottles, compressed food, weapons

Before entering the dense forest, Jin Zongliang checked his belongings again and made sure that he was safe. Then he got up and went deep.

He must ensure that all the hardware equipment is perfect, he must ensure his safety before he finds Yan Xi, otherwise everything is useless, and this dense forest is deep, where can he find Yan Xi.

He didn't know how long he had gone, and he didn't know how far he had gone. He just kept going like this, with the desire to find Yan Xi, he kept going.

Until it was getting dark, dense leaves blocked the few moonlight, and the road became very difficult, Jin Zongliang had to stop to rest.

Setting up a simple tent and chewing a biscuit with the spring water, Jin Zongliang's eyes are far away in the forest. He is looking forward to finding a clue about Yan Xi, even if it is only one in ten thousand. He is the only hope for Yan Xi to live.

Compressed biscuits are coarse and tasteless, dry and astringent. They can only be swallowed with water. However, it doesn't matter to Jin Zongliang. Every day Yan Xi disappeared, he was so tasteless.

Suddenly, Jin Zongliang suddenly got up and ran forward.

He found something not far away!