This time the movement was too big, and the entire Longjia hunting team was alarmed, and they all withdrew from the Misty Forest one after another, not daring to step into it again.

The people who had gained a lot of money took their prey and walked over the Yi River happily, especially those homeless people, with a smile on their faces.

Long Qingyun blamed himself very much along the way, sullen, and didn't say a word, no matter how everyone comforted him, Long Qingyun always said: "Chen Fan's death is to blame." ”

Seeing that Long Qingyun did not enter the oil and salt, everyone no longer comforted Long Qingyun, and after a while, Long Qingyun would come out, everyone thought so.

There was only one person who did not comfort Long Qingyun, and there was still a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

This person is Long Lin.

Since entering the Misty Forest, Long Lin is the closest one to Chen Fan, he knows how much Chen Fan is afraid of death, more than a dozen people join forces to deal with a young wild boar and will not easily step forward, how can he put himself in a siege in exchange for the life of others? Unless this person has a bad brain!

But will Chen Fan's brain be bad? Obviously, no.

How could a person who had just stepped into the cultivation and broken through the second layer of Qi refining have broken his head?

Although Long Lin didn't believe Long Qingyun's words, it was not easy to refute in public, and Long Anxian also helped Long Qingyun speak, which had to make Long Lin consider what the price of questioning Long Qingyun's words was, at this time, questioning Long Qingyun's words was questioning Long Anxian's words, and Long Lin didn't want to take risks.

After the Yi River, it is Yingcheng.

At this moment, outside the city, Long Qingyao personally came out to greet the returning people.

A living tiger hunter, no matter where he goes, he is the focus.

When the Tiger Hunter appeared in everyone's eyes, it shocked everyone, especially those outcasts.

"Fortunately, the beasts and monsters that we hunted should be enough for our Long family to tide over the difficulties!" Long Qingyun stepped forward with red eyes and said with a fist at Long Hao.

"Good, good, good!" Long Hao laughed and said yes three times, which showed how happy he was.

"Qingyun did a good job this time, Uncle will give you a credit!" Long Hao looked at Long Qingyun appreciatively, patted Long Qingyun's shoulder, and looked at the tiger hunting beast behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

If a monk in the Qi refining period wants to subdue a beast, it is a very difficult thing, Long Qingyun tamed a beast with the cultivation of the third layer of Qi refining at a young age, how could he not let Long Haogao take a look?

"Thank you Uncle for the compliment!" Long Hao said in a low-key manner.

"What about Chen Fan?" Long Qingyao stepped forward and asked in a cold voice, "Why didn't Chen Fan come back with you?"

Chen Fan was sent by Long Qingyao to the Misty Forest to train, so she naturally cared more about Chen Fan.

Long Qingyun was silent, tears were rolling in his eyes again, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

"Hey, Qing Yao, this is a long story!" Long An said with a sigh.

"Then it's a long story short!" Long Qingyao's voice became colder and colder, as if it came from the Nine Shadows, which made people shudder.

"Hey, Qing Yao, you also know the danger of the Misty Forest, we don't have enough people to see it at all!" Long Anxian continued: "Generally speaking, we encountered a monster riot and were besieged by monsters, and Chen Fan let his mount Tiger Hunter Beast camel us to break through, and he stayed behind to attract the attention of the monsters, buying us time to break through and fighting for a glimmer of life." ”

"Hey!" Long An sighed and said to himself: "It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, Chen Fan wouldn't have died......

When Long Qingyao heard this, her eyebrows raised, and when she was about to get angry, Long Anxian continued: "If it weren't for my cultivation being too low and I couldn't protect the disciples, Chen Fan wouldn't have died in order to fight for a glimmer of life for us!"

Long Qingyao looked at the others, and the meaning of the inquiry was obvious.

"Third Miss, this is indeed as An Xian said, Chen Fan sacrificed for our Royal Highness!"

Long Anbang said.

Long Qingyao's voice was cold, and she asked, "Did you see Chen Fan buried in the mouth of the demon beast?"

"Ugh"

"No, this is what the third brother Qingyun and Uncle An Xian told us after they escaped, and we don't know the specific details. Long Lin stepped forward and explained: "At that time, the demon beasts rioted, coming from all directions, Uncle An Xian and the third brother of Qingyun cultivated the highest, after the two of them broke off, Chen Fan was also left behind the back of the hall because he had a tiger hunting beast mount, as for what happened at that time, we don't know, Chen Fan was buried in the mouth of the demon beast, it was Uncle An Xian and the third brother of Qingyun who came out and told us to listen!"

Long Qingyun's face became colder and colder, and his eyes stared coldly at Long Qingyun.

Long Qingyun saw Long Qingyao staring at him like this, and said coldly: "Third sister, what do you mean by this? You won't suspect that I killed Chen Fan, right?"

"What's going on, you Long Qingyun know better than anyone else!" Long Qingyao stared at Long Qingyun with a cold voice.

"Hmph, Long Qingyao, you are framing me, although I have a small conflict with Chen Fan, but such a trivial matter, how can I deal with his little horse breeder?" Long Qingyun said sharply: "I am also very sad when Chen Fan dies, and I am also very sad, he died to save us......"

Long Qingyun said and cried, and he was in pain.

"Hmph!" Long Qingyao snorted coldly, turned around and went back, and entered Yingcheng without looking back.

"Qingyun, don't be like Qing Yao, this Chen Fan was forced by Qing Yao to experience, at this moment Chen Fan is dead, Qing Yao must be very self-blaming, you have to understand. Long Hao saw that Long Qingyun was in pain, and defended Long Qingyun.

"Uncle, I didn't mean to blame Sister Qingyao......" Long Qingyun raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he said with tears in his eyes.

After the little farce, everyone carried the corpse of the demon beast into Yingcheng and returned to Long's house.

That night, the Long family reported the grand banquet to celebrate the success of the Misty Forest, dozens of cauldrons were standing, and the meat and bones of demon beasts were tumbling in the pot, and hundreds of homeless people were eating meat and drinking soup, which may be the best dinner they had in their lives.

In the mouths of the homeless, the reputation of the Long family is getting higher and higher, and even children know that the Long family has a Bodhisattva heart of Miss Longsan who helps the suffering.

This night, Yingcheng sleepless, the Long family was brightly lit, carnival, some homeless people even cried out with joy, thinking that after this natural disaster, the displaced would starve to death and be homeless, but they didn't expect to meet such a person as Long Qingyao when they entered Yingcheng, not only let them survive, but also gave them a monster that they could never taste in their lives.

"We can have today, we can eat and drink enough, it is all thanks to the third miss to take us in, we have to remember the kindness of the third miss. One of the homeless people stood up and said loudly.

"Yes, if it weren't for the third miss, if the Long family didn't take us in, I'm afraid we would have starved to death on the streets, how can we have enough to eat and drink now, this is all given to us by the third miss and the Long family, and we will follow the third miss and the Long family in the future!" someone stood up and expressed their loyalty.

Then, more and more people responded, more and more people began to show their loyalty, and the noisy and noisy turned into homeless people wanting to see Long Qingyao and kowtow in person to be grateful.

As the master of this farce, Long Qingyao sat in front of the window in a daze, her hands on her chin motionless, not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't know anything about the noise outside.

Long Qingyao didn't believe that Chen Fan would die so easily, with Uncle Wu taking special care of Chen Fan, even if he encountered danger, he could escape with his whole body and not be buried in the mouth of the demon beast.

But Uncle Wu hasn't seen anyone yet, which makes Long Qingyao a little flustered.

If Chen Fan really died this time, then her Long Qingyao's sin would be great.

Ying Cheng didn't sleep tonight, Long Qingyao also didn't sleep, and there were more homeless people who were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Chen Fan opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, and he said suspiciously: "Is this hell?"

Belch!

Chen Fan's body moved slightly, and there was a sharp pain all over his body, as if his whole body would be shattered into pieces at any time, and with a muffled snort, Chen Fan muttered: "Could it be that after death, the soul will become the same as the physical body? Who meows and says that everything is light when you die? He meows, doesn't he say that I don't feel it after I die? Why do I feel more pain than if I don't die?"

"Am I not dead yet?" Chen Fan was a little surprised, and then his expression darkened, and he said softly: "A miracle can't happen......

It was pitch black all around, Chen Fan couldn't move, he couldn't even speak loudly, he couldn't move his whole body at all, he was fine when he was unconscious, but when he woke up at this moment, he kept a position for a long time, even Chen Fan couldn't stand it.

"It's not hell!" a lazy voice sounded.