The Holy Land received a rare rainstorm today, and the rain dripped on the cemetery of the Holy Land.

In front of a newly established tombstone, Liu Gongjin and others all gathered together, including the elders of the female snail clan, as well as the remaining members of the Long family, and even Long Qianxiang, who had been drunk, also appeared in the public's field of vision in black suits, and they all came to attend Long Thirteen's funeral.

Two days ago, Yi Linhui's experiment failed, and Long Thirteen did not win the war of his own, his life was swallowed by the dragon vein, and finally paid for his own life.

No one thought that he did not die at the hands of the Night Emperor, nor did he die during the war, but before the war began, he left this world one step ahead of anyone else.

The departure of Dragon Thirteen means that there is no chance of winning the next war, because Dragon Thirteen is their only killer weapon to defeat the Night Emperor, but now the killer weapon is gone, and if Gerald's information is not wrong, then the Night Emperor will attack the Holy Land today.

This is also the reason why they are going to hold a funeral this morning, in addition to saying goodbye to Long Thirteen, it is more with a farewell mentality, after the funeral, they will be involved in the war with the Night Emperor, no one can guarantee that they can survive this war, so this is not only the funeral of Long Thirteen, but also the funeral they prepared for themselves.

Everyone's face was full of grief, and the tears in someone's eyes couldn't help but flow down, they were all friends and brothers of Long Thirteen before his death, and Long Thirteen's departure made them naturally uncomfortable.

Lin Tianman's eyes were already swollen from crying, she had been precipitated in the grief of Long Thirteen's death all the time in the past two days, she hated herself for not preventing this result from happening earlier, but what she hated even more was that Long Thirteen did not keep his promise, and passed away alone, she finally mustered up the courage to say so many things to him, but in the end, he didn't even leave a decent answer to himself.

She looked at Long Thirteen's tombstone, suppressing the urge in her heart to dig him out of the ground and scold again.

The speaker of the funeral was Long Qianxiang, who was the father of Long Thirteen, and although he had never fulfilled the responsibilities of a father, he was indeed the only one who was qualified to make the final speech for Long Thirteen.

Because of the departure of Lafayette and the defeat of that war, Long Qianxiang has been in a state of depression from alcoholism, and this day may be the first day after Long Qianxiang came to the Holy Land.

He stood in front of everyone, looked at the tombstone of Long Thirteen and said solemnly: "Distinguished relatives and friends, distinguished guests, it is with heavy emotions that we are here today to hold a farewell ceremony to a young man to express our condolences. ”

"He is the Dragon Mountain Tiger, and he is also the Dragon Thirteen, he is a hero who is loved and respected by the gods, and cherishes all the people present, his heart is wider than this sky, and his sword shines brightly for the people he loves, and his heroic posture like a dragon flying is better than all the scenery in this world. ”

"Love makes a man strong and at the same time weak, I have always regarded him as the best son, I am proud of him, and pray that he will sleep in peace......"

After Long Thirteen said this, he couldn't help but burst into tears, although he had always pretended not to care about this son on the surface, but in fact he cared about Long Thirteen more than anyone else, because it was the only gift and thought left to him by the woman he loved the most, but now, everything no longer exists.

The pain that Long Qianxiang is experiencing now is unimaginable to everyone.

After saying this, he used up almost all his strength, Chu Hanxiang wiped his tears while helping Long Qianxiang to rest, at this time, Long Qianxiang was not the king of the dragon who commanded the capital at all, he was just a poor man who lost his son when he was old.

Everyone saw this picture, no one couldn't hold back, except for Yi Linhui and Gerald, everyone secretly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, for them, Long Thirteen sacrificed for them, each of them had an unshirkable sense of self-blame, as long as one of them stopped this crazy experiment at that time, then Long Thirteen might not have such an end.

So Liu Gongjin and Cao Zijian stared at Yi Linhui deadly, if it weren't for the fact that the Holy Land needed combat power now, I'm afraid they would have rushed up and crushed these two people to ashes.

Yi Linhui and Gerald were out of place at this funeral, but they still participated, in addition to feeling guilty for taking the life of Dragon Thirteen, but also to express their respect for Dragon Thirteen.

There is no doubt that he is a hero, because no one will do this for this world, so even if he fails, he still wins Yi Linhui's respect, which makes Yi Linhui appreciate in his heart, he really deserves to be a man who was able to stop him.

Just when everyone was immersed in a sad atmosphere, someone was late and shouted at everyone, "No kidding!"

The voice is loud and contains all kinds of emotions, including anger and unwillingness, but more often than not, sadness.

Everyone looked at the source of this figure, and standing there was Feng Yikong, who received the bad news in the capital and rushed back.

Feng Yikong was one of Long Thirteen's best brothers, and he couldn't accept this fact, so at this time, he accused everyone with anger on his face: "What are you doing, what stupid things are you all doing?!"

Everyone was stunned, because no one knew how to answer Feng Yikong, because in their hearts, they couldn't accept the fact that Long Thirteen had completely left them.

Feng Yiqi walked menacingly to Long Thirteen's tombstone, and then trampled on the flowers placed next to his tombstone, he gritted his teeth and said: "This kind of thing, Xiaohuzi doesn't need it at all!"

Liu Gongjin and Cao Zijian went up to stop Feng Yikong as soon as possible.

"Stop, Wind Memory!"

"Don't make any more trouble, Feng Yikong, he's dead!"

Feng Yikong shook his head desperately and said: "Xiaohuzi is not dead, how can he die, a scourge like him should live a long life!"

As soon as Feng Yikong finished shouting this sentence, someone gave him a punch and beat him down, and Cao Zijian and Liu Gongjin also took this opportunity to subdue the runaway Feng Yikong.

The person who gave Feng Yikong this punch was the little leopard, and the little leopard looked at Feng Yikong and said: "Enough, Brother Feng, don't say it anymore, face reality." ”

Feng Yikong looked at the little leopard and said, "He's your brother, can you accept this kind of thing?" He's still alive, you should know it very well in your heart!"

The little leopard said to Feng Yikong: "If he is still alive, why doesn't he appear in front of me now?!"

Feng Yikong was stunned for a moment before covering his head and said, "He's just too tired and needs to take a break." ”

"Open your eyes and look around, Brother Feng!"

The little leopard pointed to the tombstone and said: "His body is buried in the ground, and it will begin to decompose after a while, but for me, even if his body has decayed, his spirit has remained in everyone's hearts, he paid for his life to defeat the Night Emperor, we should inherit his spirit, instead of losing his temper like a child here!"

Feng Yikong was silent, although the words of the little leopard were very unacceptable, but this is the current fact, they don't have Long Thirteen, they don't have this trump card, but the battle still has to continue, the only thing they can do is to take Long Thirteen's wishes to win this war, this is the best way to repay Long Thirteen for what he did.

Liu Gongjin also said to Feng Yikong: "What the little leopard said is right, so can you calm down now?"

Feng Yikong nodded silently, and Liu Gongjin and Cao Zijian let go of him.

Cao Zijian stood up and looked around at everyone: "I know that you are in a very sad mood now, because I am the same, but the war has come, no accident, the Night Emperor will attack the Holy Land today, and if this place is defeated, then the world will fall into his palm, we are the last bulwark of this world, and we must hold the last line of defense, so I want you to turn your grief into strength and do your best to stop all this, understand?"

The crowd replied in unison, "Understood!"

This is the end of the funeral, and everyone must learn to accept this fact, because even if they don't, this is the reality they have to face.

Zhao Guoshi is one of them, he came to the Holy Land to fight against the enemies of the higher dimensions, so as to prove his strength, as a battle maniac, he has never talked about protecting the world, everything he does is for himself.

But the departure of Long Thirteen gave Zhao Guoshi such an awakening, and there was an illusion that Long Thirteen seemed to hand over his dream to him, so in order to cope with the next battle, Zhao Guoshi felt that it was necessary for him to go back to his room to rest and face the next challenges with abundant energy.

When he wanted to go back to his room, he found that Lin Tianlan appeared at the door of his room, as if he was hesitating about something.

Zhao Guoshi was very impressed by this woman who almost cut off his children and grandchildren, but he didn't know what the other party was looking for him at this time, so he asked behind him, "Is there something wrong with Lao Tzu?"

Lin Tianlan was startled, turned around and saw Zhao Guoshi, so he complained to her: "You walk silently, I'm almost scared to death by you." ”

Zhao Guoshi rolled his eyes and said: "Are you doing something bad to be like a thief, let's say, wandering at the door of my room, what do you want to do?"

Lin Tianlan snorted coldly and said: "This is the holy land, it is my territory, I can do whatever I want, can you control it?"

Zhao Guoshi was not interested in arguing with this chick, he pushed the other party away and said, "I don't care what you want to do, but I want to sleep now, so can you not get in my way." ”

Lin Tianlan, who was pushed aside, said dissatisfiedly: "You guy is really violent, can't you be gentle with girls?"

"You're not a girl, you're an old woman who has lived for more than a hundred years. Zhao Guoshi replied unceremoniously.

Lin Tianlan trembled angrily and said, "You man is really incomprehensible, it's rare that I came to you on purpose!"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Guoshi opened the door and said with a wicked smile: "What's the matter?

Lin Tianlan, who was said to be the center, did not be arrogant this time, but generously admitted: "I just plan to become a real woman before I die." ”

Zhao Guoshi sneered and said, "Get away, Lin Tianlan, I'm not your tool." ”

"Are you rejecting me?" Lin Tianman said incredulously.

Zhao Guoshi said disdainfully: "Do you need me to make it clearer, I don't have time to mess around with you." ”

"Really?"

This time it was Lin Tianlan's turn to show a wicked smile, and then she stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Guoshi's collar and pulled it forward, and kissed him very domineeringly.

Zhao Guoshi was a little blindsided by Lin Tianlan's bold move, she didn't expect the other party to be so active, this situation is impossible for a man to refuse.

Lin Tianlan's lips left Zhao Guoshi's lips, and then said defiantly: "Do you still want to reject me now?"

Zhao Guoshi did not give an answer, but responded directly, he carried Lin Tianlan into the house, and finally closed the door heavily!