Chapter 560

When the top of the coffin was opened, everyone else walked over and wanted to take a final look at the blue and clear face. At this look, the blue couple, Mr. Mo and Mr. Rong all had sad faces.

Duanmu yawang walked at the end. After everyone saw blue Chengche, she was able to gather in front and look into the coffin. At this look, she couldn't help but secretly praise: what an excellent man!

Blue Chengche was dressed in snow-white mourning clothes. He didn't know whether it was because of being gouged out or something else. His skin was snow-white, almost snow-white, and looked beautiful without any defects.

His face was calm and peaceful, his eyes closed, but it did not damage his unparalleled appearance. From the high and straight bridge of the nose to the tight lips, to the edges and corners of the whole face, there was no imperfection.

His beauty is different from Chu Jialan, but it is similar to Gong yulanzhi. They are all sharp. With his existence, everyone else will suddenly become dim!

He is a human existence that can not be ignored!

Such a person is really excellent!

However, looking at this man, for some reason, Duanmu looked vaguely familiar.

She was about to think about where this sense of familiarity came from, when she heard the little white deer shouting in the medical system: "master, the blue is clear and beautiful! Tut Tut, it can be comparable to Mu Qingchen, and almost catch up with Gong Yulan!"

Huofei, who rarely participated in these things, nodded: "indeed."

Duanmu yawang was about to speak, but she was attracted by the pain and sobs on one side. She turned her head and saw that Chu Heling was crying more sad than Mrs. LAN. She could hardly support her body. She needed Chu Zichen's help to stand.

It looked like a little girl who lost her husband when she got married.

Duanmuya looked at the corner of her mouth and twitched.

After seeing the clarity of blue, the calmest thing is her and Chu Jialan. The faces of others can't help showing regret and sadness. Only he and she are expressionless.

"Alas."

Mr. Rong looked at it, sighed secretly, went to one side, lit a few incense sticks and inserted them in the incense burner.

Others followed suit, even Chu Jialan.

Only Duanmu yawang and the blue couple did not do so.

Mrs. Lan was crying while master LAN comforted them. They didn't do so. Others thought they were too sad, but duanmuya didn't feel any sad. Before she went to incense, someone couldn't see it.

Chu Heling said angrily, "what are you doing here? Do you join the fun?"

Duanmu Ya Wang is about to speak, Lu Yi will be advised by the peace elder: "Princess highness must not be angry, and German voice is not yet returning to God."

Duanmu yawang smiled and shook his head.

This time, even Rong zining and Lu Yi frowned, "Deyin, what are you doing?"

Duanmuya looked at him and smiled and said surprisingly, "this man is not dead yet. There is nothing to worship. Don't add bad luck to people."

As soon as the words came out, Mrs. LAN cried, and master LAN turned his eyes: it seems that the strategy of getting back his son's body is about to begin.

Thinking so, he secretly pinched Mrs. Lan's shoulder to cheer her up and cooperate with Duanmu yawang.

Mrs. LAN quickly wiped her tears and nodded secretly.

While others listened to Duanmu yawang's words, they only felt absurd, and the whole side hall suddenly quieted down.

After a while, Lu Yi couldn't help saying, "Deyin, did you actually know Chengche a long time ago? They have a good relationship. I can't believe he said that when he died?"

Duanmu Ya looked and shook her head. "It's really not. It's the first time I've seen childe Chengche."

Everyone looked at each other, but seeing that her eyes were positive, they felt that she had no need to lie.

However, one thing made them completely distrust Duanmu yawang: "how can a man not be dead if he is gouged out of such a large piece of flesh and blood, even his heart is gone?"

"This is indeed contrary to common sense." Duanmu yawang nodded, but asked, "but don't you think it's a common sense thing that a person can maintain his body temperature after being gouged out of his heart?"

"The great pharmacist said that it was because childe Chengche was poisoned! And it was zombie poison! It would become a living dead man!"

Duanmu yawang was curious: "have you seen zombies? How can zombies have temperature?"

As soon as the retort came out, the people were quiet for a while before retorting: "this is the power of the zombie poison. It can keep the temperature of the dead unchanged!"

"Hey! Deyin, don't be silly. Why do you always say such words?"

Chu Youning certainly didn't want Duanmu yawang to be driven out, pulled her sleeve and whispered, "you must have never seen what brother Chengche's chest looks like now, so you can talk like this, right?"

Before Duanmu yawang spoke, Lu Yi frowned and said, "Deyin, we are like old friends at first sight. We really treat you like friends. Don't spread such remarks in order to attract attention."

Eye popping

Duanmu yawang was helpless: "brother Lu, I really don't want to attract attention. I'm just telling the truth."

"You tell the truth? What strength do you have and what ability do you have to tell the truth here? Who do you think you are?" it was some aristocratic sons who said this.

Some of the aristocratic sons present, as well as some of those from yesterday.

Duanmu yawang was really surprised when he played against Chu Youning yesterday, but he also felt that he was deliberately showing off in an attempt to attract the favor of several Highnesses.

Therefore, in fact, these aristocratic sons despise Duanmu yawang.

Some of the sons of the aristocracy have never seen Duanmu yawang. For her only blue eyed person, she dares to make a big show here and becomes very contemptuous: "this little brother, you don't know anything. Please don't talk nonsense here. Otherwise, use the dead to attract attention. If you don't respect people, the prison can't keep you!"

"Yes, sir Rong, what are you doing here with such a shit stirring stick? Drive him out quickly! Don't disturb the clarity!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited."

Lord Rong raised his voice, comforted the sons of the world with a warm voice, and looked at Duanmu ya. However, he looked at the bottom of her eyes and was more unhappy: "Gongyu, you'd better respect the dead and don't make trouble."

Duanmu yawang said faintly, "just right, what I don't like most is making trouble."

Mr. Mo looked at it and sighed. His eyes were sad: "in fact, the little brother's view is the same as ours. We don't want to and can't believe that Chengche is really dead."