Chapter 1670: Sad mood

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-one chapters of sadness

Kenshin Martial Arts Hall.

An ice coffin was lying quietly in the middle of the hall, with a faint white chill from it, and through the translucent ice surface, a corpse could be vaguely seen lying inside.

"I have checked for the Master Zhuo, and there is no breath of life." Fang Tangjing stood beside the ice coffin and hesitated for a long time before speaking slowly, his face was full of sorrow.

The other people standing aside also had a sad look on their faces. No one thought that Zhuo Bufan would have sacrificed this time. You must know that since his debut, he has almost never failed.

"I have informed the senior officials of the Wumeng of this matter. The owner of Zhuo Pavilion sacrificed to protect the secrets of Kyushu. The Wumeng will definitely give him the highest honor." Wu Jinfeng bowed his head, sighed, and said slowly. .

Zhuo Bufan's death seems to have become a certain fact, but this fact has caused the greatest harm to everyone. If it wasn't for Zhuo Bufan to let them leave the Kyushu Secret Realm this time, perhaps they would also die in the hands of strange demons.

"The Master Zhuo fought with the alien demon, sacrificed himself, and then sealed the alien demon again. This fearless spirit is worthy of our respect." Liang Yuan Chen Mo muttered after a long while.

"What are you kidding about, how could Xiao Fan die?"

Suddenly, a figure hit Liang Yuan's shoulder and walked in front of the ice coffin. It was Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's eyes were red, overlooking Zhuo Bufan who was lying in the ice coffin. At this time, Zhuo Bufan's body was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, his face was extremely pale, and he had lost any signs of life.

"Xiao Fan, you promised to avenge my wife and children. What is your death now? Did you forget what you promised me? Don't you want to keep your promise?"

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth, grabbed Zhuo Bufan's clothes with both hands, and said viciously. As he spoke, a layer of mist was cast in his red eyes, "You promised me, don't pretend to be dead. I get up."

"Mr. Ye."

Seeing Ye Xuan's state, Fang Tangjing frowned, approached him, and put his palm on Ye Xuan's shoulder, injecting a true essence to help him calm his excitement.

"Xiao Fan will definitely wake up, he has never lost."

At this moment, Zhuo Luo said slowly, but the slightly hoarse voice appeared unusually sad. At this time, Zhuo Luo's whole person seemed to be a few years old.

"When he was young, I, as a father, didn’t do my duty as a father. He didn’t have a little happiness in his childhood. I have to make up for the pain that I once caused him. I still have to slowly make up for it. He can’t just do it. Dead." Zhuo Luo clenched his fists hard, his voice clenched loudly.

"My son, wake up, OK? I promise you that I will practice martial arts well in the future."

Shi Jian had already burst into tears, his small face was full of sorrow, and he knelt in front of the ice coffin, sobbing.

It was Zhuo Bufan's appearance that changed her tragic destiny. Without Zhuo Bufan, there would be no Shijian today. For Shijian, Zhuo Bufan is the most important person in her life, just like her mother.

As for Ye Ziqin, he has left the hall and came to the hillside behind the Jianxin Martial Arts Hall. The hillside is not big, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, overflowing with a faint fragrance. A huge stone stands beside the cliff and sits on it. A graceful figure, strands of hair wafting in the mountain breeze.

This graceful figure is Ye Ziqin.

Ye Ziqin looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds in front of him, holding a splendid mountain flower in his hand, and a pair of originally piercing eyes. At this moment, she stared forward in dismay, and the crystal clear tears silently slipped down her cheeks.

"Xiao Fan, I haven't given birth to you yet, how can you die, how can you leave me..."

"Why, why do you do this to me."

With a light whisper, Ye Ziqin suddenly hugged her knees, buried her head on her knees, and her shoulders twitched gently.

The mountain breeze blows over the raised rocks on the cliff, making a humming sound...

In the jungle on the border of Land, a group of figures wearing camouflage soft armor shuttled through the woods at a fast speed, as if they were hunting for something.

"Group leader, there are blood stains in the soil on the ground, that animal should have escaped here!"

A figure wearing camouflage soft armor with a somewhat smaller figure knelt on one knee, squeezed a bit of dirt with his fingers and placed it on the tip of his nose, sniffed, and said.

"The beast has been injured, he should not be far away, continue to hunt!"

At this time, another figure with a slightly taller figure said with a cold voice. Obviously, she was the leader of this group of hunting down beasts.

boom!

Just when everyone was preparing to go forward again to hunt down the injured beast, suddenly, a huge noise exploded, and immediately a dark shadow fell from the sky, smashing in front of the crowd, setting off a cloud of smoke and leaves.

"Crescent Pig..."

Someone cried out with a surprised expression when they saw the dark shadow.

The black shadow was two laps larger than a van, and the whole body was pitch black, with three white sharp horns growing on his head. It was the squad who hunted down the crescent beast, the crescent pig, at the level of the moon, day and night.

"who?"

Taking the slightly tall figure, he leaped gently, jumped onto the pole of a big tree, frowned, and stared sharply forward.

"Xiaoyue, it's me." Along with the appearance of a voice, a figure jumped quickly into Long Geyue's line of sight.

"Brother, why are you here?"

When Long Geyue saw the rushing figure, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

"Xiaoyue, something happened. Brother Fan... died in order to deal with a different demon."

Lomon stood in front of Long Geyue, hesitated for a moment, with a tangled expression on his face, spoke.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Long Geyue blinked her eyes, her mind went blank in an instant, and a smile appeared on the corners of her soft mouth, "Brother, did you lie to me with Zhuo Bufan?"

"Xiaoyue, go back and have a look." The dragon python raised his head, looking at Long Geyue with scorching eyes, and said slowly.

Long Geyue finally knew that the dragon python did not lie to her, otherwise, during her mission, how could the dragon python appear to disturb her, and Zhuo Bufan would not be so boring to make such boring jokes with herself.

"Team leader!"

Seeing what Long Geyue looked like, one of his subordinates whispered.

"You send Crescent Pig back, I have something to do." Long Geyue's voice trembled slightly, with red eyes, and instantly rushed towards the direction of the base. It looked like that, and it made the dragon python. Distressed.

Long Mang knows best that her sister, she is always strong and must do her best, but the more such a person, the softer her heart is. Now that she gets the news of Zhuo Bufan, she doesn't know if Long Geyue can hold on.

The people who stayed looked at each other. They were all of Long Geyue's subordinates. Long Geyue had a strong personality, a bit of heroic spirit, and acted heroically and decisively. She had never seen her show such a'daughter's family' look. Some doubts.

"Brother Lomon, what happened to her leader?"

Just now, the dragon python used the true yuan to transmit the sound, so other people naturally did not hear the conversation between the two.

"Don't ask too much, transport the crescent pig's corpse back to the base." The dragon python said, and the figure disappeared in the dense forest.