"Wow, brother Feng, why did you leave us so soon?"
"Master, you've gone too suddenly. Who could have thought..."
"Alas, what should you do with the wind and thunder as soon as you leave? Our major event has not been completed."
In front of the general altar of the sacred fire cult, a stone statue of Yang Feng was lying quietly in the top coffin. Below, Yin Tianxue, Ji Shishi and Wang Yueying were dressed in filial piety clothes and crying, but the sad focus was slightly different.
Yin Tianxue is innocent and sincere; Ji Shishi regards Yang Feng as his dependence for the rest of his life, and his love is as deep as the sea; Although yue'er also appreciates and admires Yang Feng very much, there are many utilitarians in this love.
After all, her combination with Yang Feng is a political marriage.
At this moment, in addition to the sadness of her husband's sudden death, she was also worried about the future situation.
Without Yang Feng as the patron of the sect leader, it is tantamount to losing the support of the holy flame sect. In the future, when the wind and thunder are in chaos, their Wang family is helpless again. What should we do?
"Your Majesty is here!"
At this time, a loud drink sounded, and outside the door came a beautiful and graceful woman, also dressed in filial piety clothes, but still holding a baby in her arms.
No one else, it is the Nanzhao queen. There is no doubt that yunzhan.
Ji Shishi and yue'er both knew her. Seeing her coming, they hurried forward, especially staring at her baby and muttering, "Your Majesty, your child is..."
"One, two, three... The dead ghost really didn't lie to me. I really have only three sisters."
Yun Zhan first counted the number of people in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. Then he sniffed and looked at the child with a sad face and said: "Sisters, this is the son of me and the dead ghost. I wanted to surprise him when he came back. I didn't expect to hear the news of him again. It was actually the news of death. My hard-earned child has no father since he was born. Sobbing."
What, you already have a son? So soon?
I was shocked. The women looked at each other and looked at their stomachs. They couldn't help but be annoyed.
I slept with that bastard for such a long time without any movement. How can the queen have it at once?
Alas, she took the lead and her son became the eldest son of the Yang family.
However, although the three women are a little depressed now, if people are dead today, why do they care so much? Are they afraid that the sequential heir will rob them of their inheritance?
My mother is the head of a country. Do you care about that legacy.
At this time, the four women didn't care about Yang Feng's romantic debt. Even if Yin Tianxue saw yunzhan for the first time, she knew that Yang Feng had a woman outside, and she was no longer jealous.
Now people are gone. What else are you jealous of?
"Sister queen, can I hold this child?"
Blinked his poor big eyes, Yin Tianxue murmured.
Yunzhan pondered for a moment, nodded faintly, and handed the child to her arms.
Yin Tianxue looked deeply at the child's familiar eyebrows and eyes, and couldn't help feeling again: "look at this child, he looks like brother Feng. Seeing him, I think of brother Feng, Wuwuwuwu."
"Yes, this is the only one left by our master to the Yang family. Whether he is our own or not, we should take good care of him for the sake of our master."
When he nodded, Ji Shishi shouted loudly, and the other women nodded and agreed.
"Leader of Yunding sect, Lord Hua Yunlong is here."
"The leader of Haisha sect, Qi Bufan, sect leader, is here."
"Jiulong Mountain master..."
……
Soon, a loud shout rang out again, and the women went back to their original position and knelt down to answer the family's salute, but at this time, another one was added among them... Er, no, it was two people, Yun Zhan and her son.
All the dignified figures in the southern Wulin came to worship. They all couldn't believe that the flame leader of nanjue died in a violent way?
Who did it? Even nanjue can kill it?
It's hard for poison king to explain. They can't directly reveal the secrets of Youming hall and Wulin alliance. Then they'll be looking for death.
Don't say they have no evidence now. What if they have real evidence? To be right with the Wulin alliance is to be right with the whole Wulin. They don't have the courage, especially when Yang Feng just died and there were no dragons.
"The Dragon King sect leader, long Xiaotian, the Dragon Gate leader is here!"
Suddenly, another loud drink came from the door, and the poison king and others changed their complexion.
Not only them, but also the Wulin colleagues in the South who came to mourn were shocked and sank their faces.
As we all know, long Xiaotian is ambitious and has long intended to invade the South on a large scale. It is only because nanjue has always been the leader of the southern Wulin to resist, that he failed. But in recent years, those thieves have stretched out their hands to the south a lot.
Even many southern sects have turned to his northern camp.
As soon as nanjue returned to the west this time, he came to mourn. It was by no means a good deed. It was estimated that he came to find fault.
Ha ha ha
People were thinking about it like this. A loud laugh suddenly came in. Long Xiaotian swaggered in with all his men in the door, beaming with joy.
It seems that he didn't come to the funeral, but to the wedding.
Seeing this, everyone was angry and secretly hated. Ji Shishi and other undead women also stared at him fiercely and gnashed their teeth in anger.
As soon as my late husband died, someone came to the door to laugh at him. It was a provocation.
However, long Xiaotian didn't care about the anger of these people.
In today's world, only the other four jues can compete with him. Now, as soon as nanjue Yang Feng dies, he doesn't look at the remaining minions.
With an evil smile on his mouth, long Xiaotian casually took four incense sticks and paid a perfunctory homage to Yang Feng's coffin. Suddenly, he sneezed and sprayed saliva on the coffin.
"You..."
As soon as his fists were tight, Ji Shishi and other women looked at him with hatred and wanted to split their eyes.
Poison king and others also burst out anger in their eyes and said, "dragon's gate master, please show some respect."
"Sorry, I just couldn't help it. Please don't mind."
The evil spirit smiled. Long Xiaotian casually inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, shrugged and said, "I feel like old times and sympathize with sect leader Yang at first sight. It's a pity that sect leader Yang has a poor life and left so soon. Ladies, please forgive me."
Without speaking, the women just stared at him like they wanted to eat people.
Long Xiaotian ignored him, straightened his chest and continued: "however, the leader of sect Yang was suddenly unlucky, and there were no leaders in the southern Wulin. Before the next nanjue was elected, as a close friend of leader Yang, the leader of our sect really has the obligation to take this responsibility and maintain the order of the southern Wulin for him. I think it's gratifying that leader Yang is in heaven."
"Well, as a northern Jue, dragon's gate leader is as famous as sect leader Yang. Now he takes the just responsibility of the southern Wulin. We have no objection."
As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately waved the flag and shouted.
The poison king and others looked at each other with the people of the southern Wulin, and Qi was shocked.
Long Xiaotian wants to take advantage of the headless dragons in the south to quickly seize the southern Wulin. How ambitious is the wolf!