I nodded, turned my head to look at the three girls beside me, and at the same time, sensed the situation in the backpack.

Xiaoxian and Longyue Mansion have all returned to the original ghost coffin, and the mana consumption is great, but the ghost body has not lost much.

The small transparent coffin was still in the placket pocket, not missing, and the peachwood sword was placed beside him.

Signal the third girl to leave me alone, I can hold on.

Chu Nianyao, Quan Leng'an, and Lin Yanwei looked at each other, got up and stood aside.

I got up from the earthen kang, didn't drink the water handed by Chu Nianyao, and after silently tidying up, I carried a peach wood sword and a leather bag, turned my head to look at Yin Yang Zhenren and said, "Take me to see them." ”

Yin Yang Zhenren looked at me quietly, and after half a ring, he nodded slowly, turned around, and walked first.

I followed behind, and Chu Nianyao and the others followed behind me.

Along the way, he followed everyone in the restaurant.

Zhou Xianfang's face was pale, and she was supported by Chu Nianque, and the mother and son looked at me with extremely vicious eyes, which was to complain that I took Mr. Fengxiang with me, but I didn't bring it back.

For the first time in history, under the eyes of this mother and son, I was ashamed!

Mr. Feng Xiang is my mortal enemy, and in any scene, it is only natural for me to kill him. But it's happening here, and that's how ...... make me uncomfortable.

I avoided the mother-son pair's eyes, my heart dripping blood.

Chu Chenchao took Aunt Liu and followed behind the team with a solemn expression.

Fir (Zhang Xingshuang) and Zuo Xingyuan held hands, followed by Wu Can, Lu Ya and the lucky person Jingshan, and Qi Cheng walked at the end with Qi Wen in his arms.

The disciples of the Maoshan Method, Senior Sister Wei Qi, Mian Needle and the mages she led all came out.

The masters of the Yin-Yang Ghost Cultivation Sect followed, and all the people in the restaurant followed me and the Yin-Yang Sect Master out of the courtyard together.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, I looked up and saw hundreds of people standing in front of me with sad expressions, led by the patrol leader Sha Hanzheng, in front of them, four corpses covered with white cloths.

The Yin and Yang True Man stopped in front of the corpse and turned to look at me.

I didn't look at him, step by step, and walked over heavily, with no one behind me.

Walking in front of the first corpse, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and lifted the corner of the white cloth.

Tan Yang's face that was stitched with threads in many places was shown in front of him, his eyes were closed, he was no longer breathing, a small part of his body was missing, and the remaining body was full of threads, I don't know how many stitches were stitched, and the peachwood sword was placed beside him.

"Hula!"

Tears burst out uncontrollably, and I looked at the dead Taoist friends, and my heart was full of grief.

Slowly put down the white cloth, covering Tan Yang's bloodless face, got up and walked to the second corpse, squatted down, lifted the white cloth, and the corpse with a small half of the head missing appeared in front of him.

It is the 'Three-Eyed Rakshasa' Tuoba Yuluan, a strong woman who used to be majestic and shocked the world with an ink knife, at this time, she was lying there quietly, no breath, no soul, nothing.

The mountain of grief and the tsunami flooded my heart......!

Looking at the corpse one by one, there was only a small half of Helian's corpse left .......

Mr. Feng Xiang was ignited by the yin fire, ninety percent of his body turned into ashes, only one sole of his foot was found, and the white cloth was covered with more of Feng Xiang's belongings before his death.......

Slowly covering the last white cloth, I sat on the ground weakly, letting the tears flow silently.

No one came forward to comfort me, nothing was useful at this time, and the grief in my heart could not be solved in a few words.

After a cup of tea, I wiped my face with my sleeve, slowly stood up, my expression became hard and stubborn, and looked at Quan Leng'an, or rather, at the black leather bag beside her.

I turned my head to look at the Yin Yang Zhenren and asked, "How can I kill Shenghui?" I want him to be a funeral companion! ”

Yin Yang Zhenren shook his head when he heard this, and said indifferently: "Master Fangmen, this seat can't completely kill the golden armor corpse, even if it is chopped into pieces, or the means of lightning splitting and fire are used, as long as a cell is still there, after a long period of cultivation, it can absorb the evil qi, and the body can be reshaped." ”

"This is the embodiment of the creation of the golden armor corpse to conquer the heavens and the earth, at present, this seat has not heard of anyone who can completely eliminate the golden armor corpse, this is also the manifestation of the corpse path, the walking corpses all aim to cultivate to the golden armor corpse."

Hearing this, I fell silent, looking at the black leather bag sealed with the golden armor corpse pieces, and my eyes were full of hatred.

"I want to put him in the backyard of the rice flower coffin shop forever, so that he will never be able to turn over! Can you give me this pocket? "I thought about it for a moment and made a reluctant request, after all, this belongs to the spoils of the Yin Yang Ghost Raising Sect.

"This is Leng An's trophy, you can just ask her." The Yin and Yang Sect Master refers to the Quanleng Nunnery.

"Brother Fang, take it!"

Quan Lengan immediately threw the black leather bag to me, after all, she is my girlfriend.

I reached out and caught it, and after the spell was cast in my pocket, even if I had so many corpse parts, it was only the size of an ordinary pocket, and it was light and weightless, so I tied it to my body at will, and found time to deal with it later.

"When the Replica City collapses, the living can return to their respective worlds, but the dead can't, so I want to cremate them, I don't know what everyone thinks?"

I asked for everyone's opinions, mainly looking at Mr. Fengxiang's widow Zhou Xianfang and his son Chu Nianque.

"Feng Xiang's relics are inherited by the missing children, and his remaining body will be cremated......."

Zhou Xianfang met my eyes and said this heavily.

"Yes." I should do it.

Chu Nianque stepped forward and knelt down to bow to Mr. Feng Xiang's corpse three times, and then lifted the white cloth and picked up the leather bag and magic weapons left by Mr. Feng Xiang.

He has the qualifications to inherit, no one can say the word 'no', and he can see how much Zhou Xianfang hopes for his son Jackie Chan.

"Any other comments?" I asked.

Yin Yang Zhenren said: "Helian Daoyou, the relics of the three of them, find a way to send them back to their original sect." ”

"Agreed." I nodded.

Someone went out and picked up the relics of the corpse.

Tan Yang's relics were not kept by the people of the Famen, I kept them personally, and then sent them back to Maoshan.

The relics of Helian Meter and Tuoba Yuluan, such as the ink knife and the Fa Ding, were kept by the Yin Yang Sect Master, and with his character and prestige, no one was worried that they would be privately swallowed.

People work together to set up four stacks of firewood in a secluded place.

Yin Yang Zhenren and I held torches, chanting the 'mantra of death' and throwing paper money, and people threw out the paper money in their hands, and it was like rain.

"Everyone, go all the way!"

I endured my grief and lit two piles of firewood, and the remaining two piles were ...... ignited by the real people of Yin and Yang!

"Wine!"

I shouted and threw the torch away.

Someone brought a sea bowl with liquor in it.

Yin Yang Zhenren and I poured wine bowls in the direction of the fire, and bowls of spirits fell to the ground, offering sacrifices to the dead heroic .......

"Woohoo......!"

The evacuees wept uncontrollably and .......

They are dead, but in my heart, they are alive!

The dead are gone, and the living still have to find a way to live.

After dealing with the aftermath of the four people, I returned to the restaurant with a heavy heart, and after meditating in the secret room for an hour, I came out again and announced the convening of a plenary meeting.

It's still the same room, it's still the same long table, but it's gone.

Yin Yang Zhenren and Quan Leng'an were impressively listed, but the four people who died never had a chance to sit here again.

The impermanence of life makes people sigh.

I sit on the main seat, Yin and Yang Zhenren have no intention of commanding this place, I am naturally happy to see it, then, continue like this, it is estimated that it is not far from the collapse of the resurrection city.

"First of all, thanks to the support of the Yin Yang Sect Master, if you hadn't arrived in time, we would all have to fold there, let alone avenge the four comrades."

I stood up and thanked me first.

"The master of the Fang Sect is polite...... ashamed, if they can get one step earlier, Fengxiang and they will not die in battle." Yin and Yang stood up and spoke.

"Why, I'm thankful you can come......."

After a few polite words, they both sat down, and then they turned to the topic.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the danger is getting closer and closer, it has been twenty-six or seven hours since we repelled the first attack of the evil legion, and according to common sense, the larger legion of the other party may be moving towards this side."

"After all, our side killed the four ghost kings in one fell swoop, and also sealed the Holy Radiance Corpse King, which is a loss that the evil beast army can't bear......."

I looked at the crowd and said this.

The big guy fell silent all of a sudden.

Yin Yang Zhenren groaned for a moment, and was about to speak, but suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the window.

Almost at the same time, I felt something in my heart and went to see it together.

The next moment, Yin Yang Zhenren and I stood up in shock, and our figures swept out through the window .......

Standing on the rooftop, looking around, our faces were heavy like dark clouds.

This moment has come!

Thirteen giant doors connecting the different dimensions have all been opened!