Chapter 896: Mourning

Wow, Brother Feng, why did you leave us so quickly. "
Master, you are going too suddenly, who would have thought..."
Alas, what should Fenglei do when you leave? Our important event is not finished yet. "
In front of the Holy Fire Sect’s Altar Hall, a stone statue of Yang Feng lies quietly in the top coffin. Below, Yin Tianxue, Ji Shishi and Wang Yueying are dressed in filial obedience and crying, but the points of sadness are slightly different. .
Yin Tianxue is innocent and innocent; Ji Shishi regards Yang Feng as his support for the rest of his life, and his love is as deep as the sea; although Yueer also admires and admires Yang Feng very much, there is a lot of utility in this love.
After all, her union with Yang Feng is itself a political marriage.
At this moment, besides the melancholy of her husband's sudden death, she was also concerned about the future situation.
Without the leader of Yang Feng as a backer, it would be equivalent to the absence of the support of the Holy Flame. After a storm, their Wang family is isolated and helpless. What should be done?
Your Majesty is here! "
At this time, a loud shout rang out, and a woman walked outside the door with a handsome face and a graceful figure, also dressed in filial piety, but with a baby in her arms.
No one else, but the Queen of Nanzhao, no doubt about it.
Ji Shishi and Yue'er both knew her. Seeing her here, they hurried forward, especially staring at her baby, and muttered: Your Majesty, your child is..."
One, two, three... The dead ghost did not lie to me, there are really only three sisters above me. "
Yun Zhan first counted the number of people in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and then sniffed his nose as if crying and laughing, and looked at the child in his hand with a pained expression: Sisters, this is the son of me and the dead ghost. . I wanted to wait for him to come back and give him a surprise, but I didn't expect to hear from him again, it turned out to be death. My poor child has no father at birth, woo woo woo. "
What, you already have a son? Is it so fast?
Unable to be shocked, the women looked at each other, then looked at their stomachs, they couldn't help but secretly get angry.
Sleeping with that for so long, there is no movement at all, how come the queen is there at once?
Alas, she was ahead of her, and her son became Yang's son.
However, although the three women are a little depressed now, they are all dead now, so what do they care about so much? Are you still afraid that the heir in line will grab the inheritance with them?
The old lady is the lord 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 Yun Zhan for the first time and knew that Yang Feng had a woman outside, he would not be jealous anymore.
Now that people are gone, why are you still jealous?
Sister Queen, can I hug this child? "
Yin Tianxue murmured after blinking his poor big eyes.
Yun Zhan groaned, nodded faintly, and put the child in her arms.
Yin Tianxue looked deeply at the child's familiar eyebrows, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved: Look at this child, he looks almost like Brother Feng, and when I see him, I think of Brother Feng, ooh. "
Yes, this is the only seedling left by our master to our Yang family. Whether he is our own or not, for the sake of our master, we must take good care of him. "
Determined to nod his head, Ji Shishi shouted, and the other women nodded in agreement.
The head of Genting Sect, Sect Master Hua Yunlong arrived. "
The head of the Haisha faction, Qi Bufan's helper arrived. "
The Lord of Jiulong Mountain..."
...
Soon, a loud shout rang out again, and the women returned to their original positions and knelt down to give a greeting to their family members, but at this time, another one was added among them... Uh no, it was the two of them, Yun Zhan and her. son.
Every man with a face and a face in the southern martial arts came to worship, and they couldn't believe that the sacred flame leader, who was so majestic in the south, died in violence.
Who killed him? Can even Nan Jue be killed?
Poison King and the others are hard to explain, so they can't directly reveal the secrets of the Nether Palace and the Wulin League, then they are no different from looking for death.
Not to mention that they have no evidence, even if they have real evidence? Going against the Wulin League is equivalent to going against Quan Wulin. They didn't have the courage, especially when Yang Feng had just died and the dragons had no head.
The master of the Dragon King Gate, Long Xiaotian, the master of the Dragon Gate is here! "
Suddenly, another loud shout came from outside the door, and the faces of Poison King and others changed.
Not only them, but also the fellow martial arts colleagues in the south who came to express their condolences were shocked in their hearts, and their faces sank.
As everyone knows, Long Xiaotian is ambitious, and has long planned to invade southward. It's just that Nan Jue has always been headed by the Southern Wulin to resist, and he was not satisfied, but in recent years, those thieves have extended their hands to the south a lot.
Even many southern sects have already returned to his northern camp.
This time when Nan Jue had just returned to the West, he ran to express his condolences. It was definitely not a good deed, but he probably came to find fault.
Hahaha...
People were thinking about this, and a big laugh came in, and Long Xiaotian led all the people inside the door, and walked in with great joy.
It seemed that he was not here for the funeral, but for the wedding.
Seeing this scene, everyone was angry and hated. Ji Shishi and other surviving women stared at him viciously, gritted their teeth with anger.
As soon as the husband died, someone came to ridicule him, which was a provocation.
However, Long Xiaotian didn't care about the anger of these people.
In today's world, there are only the other Four Jues who can fight against him. Now that Nan Jue Yang Feng dies, he doesn't even look at the rest of Xiaoyou.
With a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, Long Xiaotian took four incense sticks at random, and after a perfunctory bow to Yang Feng's coffin, he suddenly sneezed, sneezed, and immediately spit on the coffin.
you……"
With his fists tightened, Ji Shishi and the other women looked at him bitterly, eager to split.
The Poison King and the others also burst into anger in their eyes, gritted their teeth and said: Lord Longmen, please be respectful. "
Sorry, I just couldn't hold back, please don't mind. "
Evil charm smiled, Long Xiaotian randomly inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, shrugged and said: The old man and Guru Yang had seen each other as they saw each other, and they cherished each other, but it was a pity that Guru Yang had a bad life and left so soon. "
Without speaking, the women just stared at him fiercely, like to eat people.
Long Xiaotian ignored it, and continued with a chest up: However, the leader of Yang was caught in an unexpected situation, and there was no leader in the southern martial arts group. Before the next Nan Jue was elected, as a close friend of the Master Yang, the master of the sect is really obliged to take up this responsibility and maintain the order of the southern martial arts for him. It is also gratifying to want to come to Master Yang, the Spirit of Heaven. "
Well, the Lord Longmen is Beijue, who is as famous as the Master Yang. Now it is right to assume the righteous duty of the Southern Wulin, and I have no objection. "
As soon as the voice fell, someone waved the flag and shouted.
The Poison King and others looked at each other with the members of the southern martial arts, and they were all shocked.
This Long Xiaotian wanted to take advantage of the absence of a leader in the southern group of dragons to quickly take the southern martial arts. How obvious is the wolf's ambition!