Suddenly, the clouds dispersed and the fog opened, the coffin was revealed, and the five people had landed in front of the camp gate of Dushuo Mountain.

The two rooms tidied up a little, and shouted: "All the soldiers of Dushuo Mountain, please quickly go out of the camp to receive the coffin!"

The soldiers guarding the gate of Dushuo Mountain had just found a large cloud of mist rolling in, and they saw five people and a coffin flying down in front of the gate, and they were all puzzled, everyone panicked, put their knives and guns, and prepared to fight. Suddenly, when he heard the words "take the coffin", the leader immediately ordered all the soldiers to be careful, and then quickly rushed to the camp and reported the news to Qucha, who was in charge of the defense of the camp at this time.

Qu Cha was very surprised when he heard the news, and while sending soldiers to report to Fei Tianjun, the king of Senluo, and the prince and his wife, he followed the leader and hurried to the Yuanmen of the camp, and sure enough, there were four soldiers standing outside the Yuanmen with a pair of big red coffins on their shoulders.

"Who are you, why did you bring a coffin here?" Qucha shouted.

Erjian replied: "We are Chongkuiguan soldiers, and I am ordered by Mr. Fang to carry Zang Qi back, please take the coffin quickly, and I will go back to restore my life." ”

"What! Carrying the young master back, could it be that the coffin contains the young master?" Qu Cha was shocked.

"Exactly. ”

"Why did you die?!"

"Zang Qi killed himself, I don't know the specific details, here is a letter written by Mr. Fang, which may have an explanation, please also present it to the great god Zongbu. The two words fell, and took out the letter from his bosom.

Qu Cha understood it, and waved his hand and shouted: "Open the gate, open the door quickly!"

Several soldiers answered the promise and hurriedly opened the door.

With the sound of the door opening with the chirp, Qu Cha led four sturdy soldiers out, first calling them to take the coffin, and then taking the letters handed over by the two.

The two rooms completed their mission, saluted and said goodbye, and led the soldiers who carried the coffin to rise into the air and return to Wangpo to resume their lives.

Qu Cha held the letter in his hand, trembling, and hurriedly ordered the four soldiers to carry the coffin into the camp.

The coffin had just entered the gate, and King Senluo, Fei Tianjun and Zhuzhu Dajun had already arrived in a hurry.

King Senluo walked straight to the coffin, instructed the soldiers who carried the coffin to kneel on the ground, walked back to the back of the coffin, and slowly pushed the coffin lid from back to front to watch.

"This?!This, this...... How could this be?" the Maharaja took two steps back, unable to believe it.

Qu Cha replied: "Yu Dajun: The person who came from Chongkuo Pass once said that the master died by killing himself. ”

"Killed by suicide?" Hearing this, King Senluo said, looking carefully at Zang Qi's neck, the sword marks were still vaguely there.

The Bamboo Monarch also saw it clearly: "Sure enough, he killed himself, but why did the master kill himself?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know, there is also a letter from Fang Qingyin to the Great Venerable Lord, and the person who came once said that this letter may have the answer to why the master killed himself. Qucha presented the letter to the Maharaja of Zhuzhu.

King Senluo's eyes were quick, and he snatched the letter and said, "Well, that's very good!

"Your Highness: I went to see him in such a hurry, or I am afraid that it will be inappropriate, the Great Venerable Lord has been seriously injured for more than 40 days and has just recovered, and he is not in good spirits after returning from Guiwangpo today. The Maharaja said.

"Eh (third voice)...... There is no need, the Great Lord knows it early, knows it later, and you must know that if the Lord is unwilling to go, he will first deal with the aftermath here, and let the King and the Heavenly King go. Heavenly Monarch, quickly follow this king to see the Great Lord. "King Senluo ignored the advice of the Great Monarch of Zhuzhu, summoned Fei Tianjun, and walked towards the Taiping Moon Wheel together.

The Bamboo Monarch had no choice but to instruct Qu Cha and other soldiers to deal with the aftermath of Zang Qi, such as setting up a spiritual sacrifice.

King Senluo and Fei Tianjun walked quickly to the Taiping Moon Wheel.

Early in the morning, the strong man let go of the golden bridge, and the two stepped on the golden bridge, climbed the stairs and hurried, and came to see Houyi.

There were more than ten steps, and he was already in the air, and there was no one around, Fei Tianjun couldn't help but slow down, and asked in a ghostly voice: "Your Highness, why are you in such a hurry to see the Great Venerable Lord, I'm afraid it's really inappropriate to send this letter to the Great Venerable Lord now." ”

King Senluo looked disdainful and lowered his voice and said, "Do you remember what this king said just now?"

"Naturally remember. ”

"Just remember, the opportunity that this king said is now here. King Senro smiled smirkedly and mysteriously.

"The opportunity has come?" Fei Tianjun's heart was overjoyed, and his voice was lowered.

"Well, Zang Qi's death is an opportunity. ”

"Why do you say that?" Fei Tianjun asked eagerly.

King Senluo was silent for a few breaths, thought about it, endured it, and finally couldn't help but say: "Now that the Great Venerable Lord is seriously injured and has not recovered, and his spirit is sluggish, if the news of Zang Mi's death is added at this time, it will definitely be able to deal a huge blow to the Great Venerable Lord, and maybe it will lead to the Great Venerable Lord's mental disorder and delirium. ”

"I see, no wonder His Highness is in a hurry to deliver this letter. Fei Tianjun whispered happily, "The Great Venerable Lord has been repeatedly injured, his health is not good, and his spirit is not good, perhaps this letter is the last straw that crushes the Great Venerable, if the Great Venerable Lord is mentally disordered and delirious, then he will definitely obey our words." ”

"Well, that's exactly what the king meant. ”

"But there is one thing that the little god is very worried about. ”

"Worried about what?"

"If the Great Venerable Lord is insane and delirious, wouldn't he be like a fool, and he can still form an alliance with His Highness against the heavens?

"This-Heavenly Monarch, you don't know: the Great Venerable Lord is profound, even if he is mentally disordered and delirious, it is only for a while, and with time to recuperate, he will be able to recover, which is like a person with the power of a thousand jun has exhausted the power of a thousand jun, although he is extremely tired and weak for a while, but with a time of rest, the power of a thousand jun can still be recovered. And this king is acting on this time of 'extreme fatigue and weakness', and after the matter is accomplished, he will naturally assist the Great Lord to resume his path as soon as possible. ”

"His Royal Highness is really scheming, and the little god admires it. ”

"Well, when the time comes, look at the eyes of this king, and don't talk nonsense. King Senro admonished.

At the same time, his pair of ghost eyes patrolled around from time to time, for fear of being heard, but the Taiping Moon Wheel was as broad as a mountain, and the Golden Bridge was elevated like a rainbow.

After making sure that there was no leakage, King Senluo relieved himself, stepped up the stairs with Fei Tianjun, and arrived at the entrance of the Golden Bridge in a short time, and stepped on the Taiping Moon Wheel, and soon came to the door of Meixingzhai.

There was a Zang Qi attendant outside the door of Meixing Zhai, and now Zang Qi is dead, so there is no attendant to pass the word, King Senluo hesitated, or raised his hand to open the bead curtain, and walked into the room, Fei Tianjun hesitated and followed in. ——According to the ancient palace system: this is trespassing on the forbidden curtain, and if you don't get it right, you will lose your head!

King Senluo walked through the outer room, brushed open the double bead curtain, and only walked a few steps, and suddenly found a large pool of blood on the ground in front of him, first he was shocked, and then he was happy, and hurriedly stepped on the blood stains and walked to the brocade bed: "Great Lord, Great Lord, Great Lord, Great Lord, Great Lord, Great Lord, ......."

"Who's noisy?" Hou Yi was sleeping in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by the scream, and sat up very unhappily.

"It's the little minister, King Senro. Seeing Hou Yi wake up, King Senluo immediately pretended to be sad and said, "Great Lord, this ......is this?"

"It's okay...... It was a mouthful of blood that the Lord had just spat out. Hou Yi said casually, "What are you doing here?" Zang Qi, why didn't he come in first and let the two of you trespass in, don't you know that this trespass is going to kill your head?"

"Please forgive your sins. King Senluo knelt down and apologized, "If it weren't for a big event, I wouldn't dare to trespass on the forbidden house if I gave the ministers a hundred dares." ”

"Huh, big deal, what's the big deal?"

"Uncle...... He...... He ...... "King Senluo stopped talking, pretending to be in pain.

"Uncle...... What's wrong?" Hou Yi felt a little bad.

"My grandfather is dead. ”

"Huh?!

My grandfather is dead!!" Hou Yi was shocked.

Nine of the five mansions and five Zang under the gate of Zongbu Divine Palace have died, and only one Zang Yi is left, Hou Yi wants to save this last one and be at ease, but he actually died, and died so suddenly!

He asked in a trembling voice, "Who is Zang Qi...... Be...... How did ......he die? He, he, he...... Where is his remains?"

"Great Lord: My lord died by suicide, and his body is already in the camp, and the king is dealing with the aftermath. ”

"Zang Yi killed himself and died?!" Hou Yi suddenly thundered like five thunders, and his body shook and wanted to fall.

"Great Venerable Lord?!Great Venerable Lord...... King Senluo hurriedly came up, wanting to support Hou Yi.

He showed a sad and caring look on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly happy in his heart, Zang Qi's death really hit Hou Yi hard, this Fang Qingyin's letter has not been presented yet, he can't even sit still.

Suddenly, seeing King Senluo coming to help, Hou Yi was furious and suddenly brushed his arm away: "Lord Deity...... The Lord has not been so bad......! Hurry up and take the Lord to watch Zang Qi!"

As soon as the words fell, he gasped, struggled to get out of bed, and staggered towards the outside of Meixingzhai.

King Senluo promised, and walked quickly to the double bead curtain with Fei Tianjun, and lifted the bead curtain so that Hou Yi could pass by. When he saw Hou Yi staggering away, he and Fei Tianjun glanced at each other, and the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile.

Zang Qi's mourning hall is set up in the partial camp, the coffin is quiet, the candlelight is shaking, and the plain flags are fluttering.

The Maharaja and his wife first hung the sacrifice and saluted, and then the grandson and the generals who had just received the news bowed and worshipped.

At this time, Hou Yi had already staggered to the outside of the mourning hall, and all the soldiers knelt on the ground in an uproar, bowed their heads to greet them, and mourned silently.