At this time, Bai Yanjun, Ma Wenjin and several bigwigs entered the old house with Ye Buyi, Zhou Hao, Zeng Zimo, and Wang Xiaoxin.

Cao Yangzhao used all his strength and roared loudly: "Kneel!"

Xiahou Jichi shouted loudly: "Knock!"

At that moment, he knelt down to Bai Yanjun and the others.

Following, Huang Guanyang and dozens of others knelt down together.

The people standing in the courtyard were all the top figures in Shenzhou, and when they came out after entering the old house one after another, they were already in tears and swallowed a lot of suffering.

When Fan Qingzhu entered the house, he silently walked past Jin Feng and handed over a power bank and whispered calmly: "Don't turn off your phone." ”

Slowly, the people in the inner courtyard entered the old house one after another, and after a while, they came out again, and stood quietly again.

Every time they entered a wave, Cao Yangzhao and Xiahou Jichi would shout and kneel and kowtow, and the Xia family would kneel and kowtow to each wave of people.

Ye Buyi and Zeng Zimo and his gang stayed in for the longest time, and it took a full hour to come out of the old house one after another.

Bai Yanjun and Ye Buyi went out directly, and Zhou Hao and Wang Xiaobai didn't stop and left directly after they came out.

It can be seen that the faces of the four people are very heavy, and they don't know what to do.

Wang Xiaoxin and Zeng Zimo came out together, their jade faces were full of condensation, and they silently looked back and gave Jin Feng a look almost at the same moment, and then left quickly under the protection of Heaven Killing He Jie and others.

After a while, after Fan Qingzhu came out, he glanced at Jin Feng calmly with a cold face, and his lips moved lightly, and he told Jin Feng four words in lip language.

"There's a big change!"

After finishing the lip talk, Fan Qingzhu strode away under the escort of Hua Qin, an old comrade-in-arms of Tek, and he was also nowhere to be found.

Jin Feng stood silently in place, sweat dripping like rain, soaking wet, but he didn't notice it and ignored it.

All the people in the inner courtyard entered the old house, and Jin Feng was left alone in the entire inner courtyard who did not enter.

Because, no one is called Jin Feng.

After the people in the inner courtyard were finished, the people waiting in the fifth courtyard outside came in and entered the old house one after another.

These people are the heads of the major museums, research institutes, and associations......

Liu Jiangwei, Xu Xinhua, Huang Xin, Hua Qikun, Dong Zhiqin, Wang Hong, Sun Zhijie......

The men entered the old house for only three minutes before they came out and left.

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the weather suddenly changed sharply.

The wind, without knowing a certain moment, will rise.

After the dark clouds covered the top, the black clouds were piled up layer by layer, thicker and thicker, and lower and lower, as if they were about to press over the prince's mansion in the next second.

The black clouds are constantly condensing and compacting in the air, and the pressure in the air is getting stronger and heavier, making people breathless.

With the strong wind, flying sand and rocks, people can't open their eyes.

Above the dense clouds, the black clouds that had accumulated countless heavy weights were finally released at this moment.

Raindrops wet one place, one piece, one patio, the whole prince's palace......

With the torrential rain pouring down, the raindrops as thick as glass marbles all hit down violently, like hail falling down, making people feel painful.

In the storm, thunder finally came slowly.

Tens of millions of lightning bolts intertwined and entangled in the sky above the Prince's Mansion, and finally converged into one, suddenly tearing apart the black clouds and tearing the sky.

The sound of loud thunder was deafening, and the ground trembled in all directions.

The power of thunder shook the heavens and the earth.

The fourth goes into the patio and the third into the patio......

Countless people came and went, their clothes soaked and soaked, but the cries drowned out the roar of thunder.

In the courtyard, the special service and the stoppers braved the heavy rain to prop up one canopy after another, so that the people kneeling in the courtyard would no longer suffer from the rain and wind.

Until seven o'clock or eight o'clock in the evening, it rained for four full hours, and there was no sign of abating even a bit.

The unstoppable water on the ground didn't have time to drain away, and it quickly piled up, gradually submerging the instep.

In the entire courtyard, Jin Feng did not enter the old house alone.

In the audience, Jin Feng was still standing alone in the pouring rain, quietly bearing the torrential rain, his heart was like ice.

Jin Feng just kept standing, standing as straight as a javelin, standing as straight as a green pine, like a statue.

The heavy rain fell, the fog gradually rose, and it was dark and misty, and the eyes were hazy and miserable.

The blue and purple electricity in the torn sky was raging on Jin Feng's head, and the sound of rolling thunder was endless, exploding more than a dozen times in a row, and the ground was shaking incessantly.

Jin Feng, on the other hand, is immovable, like a mountain.

Huang Guanyang knelt in the canopy, looked up at Jin Feng from time to time, moved his knees and moved two steps, shaking his head in pain, gloomy and sad.

It seems that everyone has forgotten the existence of Jin Feng.

It seems that everyone has ignored Jin Feng's existence.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, the people who visited the shrine were gone.

The kneeling Xia family supported each other and slowly got up and went to the corridor to take shelter from the rain.

The brightly lit courtyard, the dark night with torrential rain.

Five black umbrellas quietly appeared not far from Jin Feng.

Bao Guoxing, Luo Ting, Shen Yuming, Xiahou Jichi, and Cao Yangzhao quietly looked at Jin Feng, who was lonely and frozen in the miserable wind and rain.

After a long time, Cao Yangzhao's lips squirmed, and his hoarse voice trembled and roared.

"Jin Feng—"

"Enter—"

Jin Feng, who had been standing for nine hours, gritted his staggered steel teeth tightly, and took a step forward calmly, his eyes were dark, and Venus was rising.

Biting his tongue heavily, he tried hard to keep himself awake, step by step, step by step, dragging his body weighing 10,000 catties into the old house.

As far as the eye can see, the interior of the 80-square-meter house is extremely simple.

The most old-fashioned ordinary glass cabinets of the seventies, the most ordinary pine desks, old-fashioned chairs with paint off, stools......

On the west side, on a shiny black old-fashioned bed, a person lay silently.

An old and serene old man.

The face full of age spots was full of serenity, peace and tranquility, and his hands were quietly flat on the brand-new futon, as if he had fallen asleep.

That's Xia Ding!

Shenzhou, the treasure of the town!

Living fossil!

Xia Yuzhou and Bao Guoxing were dressed in pickaxes, kneeling beside Xia Ding on the left and right, completely ignoring Jin Feng's arrival.

In the corner of the bed, five real people in Taoist robes sat quietly.

Daozun Zhang Chengtian, future Heavenly Master Zhang Linxi, Maoshan Zhangjiao Mo Tianshuang, Qing Yihan, Zhang Ling.

They also regarded Jin Feng's arrival as air.

A string of water stains was picked up on the ground and dragged from the outside of the house to the bed.

Jin Feng, when he arrived at the bed, quietly looked at Xia Ding in front of him.

Indeed, as Ye Buyi said, Xia Ding did die without a problem, and walked very peacefully, with no trace of pain on his face, but with a smile that his wish was fulfilled.

Shenzhou, the cornerstone of Zhenguo, has completed the last journey of his life today.

The only great master of the World United Nations who has gone down in history has returned to the West today.

A superstar who has fallen today!

A generation of legends came to an end today.

An era that comes to an end today.

The sad wind is howling, and the mountains and rivers are crying!

Heaven and earth are sad together, and the sun and moon are crying together!

The plants and trees are crying, and the people and gods are burning!

Jin Feng stared deeply at Xia Ding on the bed, and his rickety body contained the most selfless dedication to the entire Shenzhou.

On the old face, the smile seems to tell the world that their wish has been fulfilled, and there is no regret in this life.

It seems to be telling the world that he has completed the handover.

Jin Feng looked at Xia Ding quietly, looking at the hundred-year-old man.

What appeared in front of me was the first sight under the original Qingcheng Mountain, the thunder bamboo cane that suddenly fell from the sky.

The cane was placed in the middle of the snow-white futon, where Xia Ding was within reach.

It's a pity that no one has picked up this cane from now on.

"You evil Jiao, with the presence of the ancestors, you can't turn the sky. ”

"I'm so hard I can't bend down. ”

"The ancestor has spent this life with you...... It's been a lifetime with you......"

"You're not my match yet. ”

"With me, you're destined to not be a dragon. ”

"Five thunderbolts will kill you. ”

"I want Jackie Chan. On this day, you can't hold me down. ”

"I want Jackie Chan. The earth will not bury me. ”

"I want to be Jackie Chan, the world can't trap me. ”

"When I die, you will take over my shift. ”

"Not interested. ”

"Win, you Jackie Chan. ”

"If you lose, I will die with you with the old god of war. ”

"I still have a bottle of Heding Red at home. It's enough for the three of us. ”

"On the fifth day of May, you polish your eyes and see ...... clearly"

"Look at me, how did you win Li Shengzun and go bankrupt......"

"Regret it for a lifetime!"

The past is like a black-and-white photo that flips through my mind frame by frame, and the audio still echoes in my ears.

The picture is finally frozen in the tsunami of the mountain, and Xia Ding stands still and raises his thumb high at himself.

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