Chapter 1181: give obituary notice

Da da da……
There was no time to pay attention to everyone's surprised eyes, Ari was just eating the wine and vegetables in the wind, the chopsticks kept choking on the white jade bowl, making a rhythmic sound.
He waited until he swallowed everything in his belly, and when the bowls and chopsticks were put down, and the surface was rosy, he finally noticed everyone's surprise, scratched his head embarrassedly, and smiled shyly.
Um...Ari, if it's not enough, I will give you another table? "
Yang Feng glanced at the rice bowl that was licked cleaner than his own face, and muttered.
Quickly waved his hand, Ari smiled and said: No need for the leader, I am already full. Thanks to you, this is the only full meal I have eaten in the past six months. "
Oh, full, just be full! "
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng shouted out the door again: Xiao Er, put another table on the banquet, hurry up. "
Teacher, no need, I'm so full! "
Yes, you are full, but we haven't eaten yet. We ate this second banquet by ourselves. "
Uh!
With a twitch of face, Ari smiled awkwardly, and everyone else couldn't help being amused by Yang Feng, and the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a lot easier.
After the second round of banquets were put on the table, Yang Feng ate while asking Ari: By the way, why did you come to the spirit world? Are Axing and Ayue with you? "
Ok!
Nodding fixedly, Ari solemnly said: We are the personal guard of the leader. We must stay with the leader at all times, and we must die before the leader. When we ascended that day, we had been guarding the leader in the dark as usual. As a result, after the leader successfully crossed the robbery, he entered the ascending passage with everyone, and we immediately followed in, maybe you didn't find it. It's just that we were always behind you, and suddenly we all dispersed. "
Well, I know, this ascension channel is very bad, and the team dedicated to dismantling the ascension group, I also lost contact with everyone. "Everything is clear, Yang Feng nodded.
Ari sighed and wailed: Yes, not only did our Sanqi waiter fail to guard the leader, but we were also separated, and we don't know where we are. When I first came to the spirit world, I arrived at Jinling Mansion, and I happened to run into a scum like Jin Daoru who was caught as a slave to pulling a cart. At first I wanted to resist, but I soon discovered that there was a huge gap between our strength and the people here. Compared with the people here, the cultivators who soared up from the lower realm are inferior to ants. "
In fact, there is not much difference, look at me, don’t you live well? "
At this time, Yang Feng raised his brows and said with a dazzling look: The leader of the cult has just arrived here a few days ago, he has become a nobleman, Ari, what is your identity, hehe. "
Uh!
A black line fell on his head, and everyone on the table looked sideways at him.
You think everyone else is like you freak, what's the point?
Ari also smiled wryly on his face: Guru, you knowingly asked. The subordinate was whipped for half a year and pulled the car for half a year. What kind of status could he be? Fourth-class untouchables, slaves. "
How is your cultivation now? "
A slave who can't even eat enough food every day, how can he have the time and resources to practice, he is still the early stage of the first-order samurai. "Ari said bitterly.
Yang Feng stared at him closely, the corner of his mouth curled, and he patted his shoulder fiercely: It doesn't matter, since you are now back in the arms of the leader, it is tantamount to finding an organization. In the future, there will be everything you need for spiritual stones, exercises, spiritual weapons, and medicinal pills. It is guaranteed that you will return to the status of a master and you will not be bullied again. "
Eh!
Ari's heart was warm, tears flickered in the corners of his eyes, and he was a little worried from time to time: It's just that the subordinates were lucky enough to meet the leader today and were able to escape the sea of ​​suffering, but I don't know how A Xing and A Yue are now? "
Yes, there are also old man Dugu, old man Yelu, Ximen, Gang Lie, and the others, what are they doing now? There is no danger, hiss! "
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng's eyes were worried: It's just that the spirit world is so big and the sea of ​​people is so big that Wu Jiabao is a million miles away from Jinling Mansion, and I don't know where they have been. Only by developing our power as soon as possible can we have enough manpower to get them back. Or our fame has grown. After they hear our news, they can take the initiative to find us. "
Ok!
He nodded his head Shen Shen, after thinking about it, Ari could only do so.
By the way, does Jin Daoru usually have any friends? "After that, Yang Feng asked suddenly.
Ari was taken aback, and after thinking about it: He and that..."
As long as you know. "
Before he finished speaking, Yang Feng looked at Qin Shanhai and said: Shanhai, take a trip with Ari, go and throw the body of Jin Lao San to his Hupengouyou's house. "
Qin Shanhai was startled at first, but soon understood it, and immediately got up and went out.
Ari immediately followed to lead the way.
A wicked smile crossed the corner of Yang Feng's mouth and continued to eat and drink.
After waiting for half an hour, the two returned, Yang Feng took all the horses and left the inn, led by Sima Changfeng, went to the coffin shop to buy a good coffin, and threw the body of Jin Daoling in. , Went to the Jin Mansion mightily.
Along the way, Yang Feng also hired a group of drum bands to play and beat to show his respect to the big man.
cry! "
Yang Feng walked in the front, towards the Qinshan Sea Road on the side.
Qin Shanhai was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know why: Why did he cry? "
Now that the leader's son has died, we are now going to report the funeral to the leader. The harder we cry, the more sincere we are. Throughout the ages, how many people have been promoted from the graves of their leaders? So, you have to cry, cry as loudly as possible. "
Why am I crying? You are the one who wants to be promoted. Why don't you cry? "
Because I can't afford to lose that person! "
puff!
Yang Feng said, he almost didn't vomit blood from Qin Shanhai: You can't afford to lose that person, let me lose it? "
Brother Qin, you are a hostage now. What else can you care about? Cry me. "
Click!
Yang Feng pinched Qin Shanhai's thigh fiercely, Qin Shanhai yelled immediately, and the tears in his eyes almost flowed out from the pain.
And following his leadership, Zhou Afu and others who carried the coffin behind him also quickly started howling. It was so affectionate, just like his own father died.
Yang Feng shook his head and sighed with a heavy expression on his face.
In this way, this group of funeral troupes blew and beat all the way, wailed and wailed, moved the world, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them.
When these sad people came to the gate of a magnificent mansion, two master-level masters immediately stepped forward and shouted: Who of you, dare to carry such an unfavorable coffin to the gate of my Jinling Mansion? Don't want to live anymore? "
This predecessor, Yang Feng, the deputy commander of soldiers and horses at Wujiapu, came to report the funeral to Palace Lord Jin. "
After taking the first two steps, Yang Feng said with a sorrowful expression: Grand Master Jin Daoling, this time he passed away in the battle against the Demon Dao Sect in Wujiapu, alas! "
What, he...
The body shook, and the two were shocked!