The news of Yan Ning's death caused a sensation in the entire Dao Sect in just three days!

On Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daofeng, Hu Daoming, and Kongyu Monk sighed, sighing that the hero was young and jealous of the talent. Tang Zixuan knelt in front of Mo Yuchen's tombstone, bursting into tears, with no hope of revenge.

In the Laoshan Mountains, Yuan Xiao stood on the top of Qianli Peak, looking at the direction of Jianzhou for a full day and a night, and finally waved his sleeves and left.

In the Wolong Pavilion, Zhuge Ruolan and Zhuge Haoyue drank all night, and their mood was self-evident.

One side grieves, the other side rejoices.

In Kunlun Mountain, Gongliang is in the same vein, Jiang Yunhe is so happy that he almost sets off firecrackers to celebrate, only that God has eyes, and Yan Ning, the thorn in the eye, has been eradicated, and the Gongliang vein, which was originally overwhelmed by Xinmao Mountain, seems to be able to see the hope of turning over and being the master.

As for the Tower of Rebirth...... No one knew what Guan Zixuan was thinking.

In the tea house of Jianzhou City, the cry shook the earth, all the people who had received Yan Ning's favor came to mourn, Yan Ning's black and white photos were placed in the main hall, Yihu was dressed in white, and sat on the mourning hall for three days and three nights, without saying a word from beginning to end.

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Situations like this are happening all over the world, every place Yan Ning has been, every person Yan Ning has befriended, is sad and painful for his departure.

In a forest in Kunlun Mountain, there is a quiet log cabin, the wooden house is surrounded by big trees, if you look closely, the order of these big trees seems to have a strange exquisiteness, looking up at the sky, there is no sun, but the sun shines on every inch of land around the wooden house.

There was a swing outside the hut, and an unknown bird was perched on it, and a sound came from inside the house, which startled the bird away, leaving only the swing swinging back and forth.

Zhuang Xiaoya poked her head out curiously, and followed the frightened bird, until the bird disappeared, and then she landed her eyes on the swing that was shaking.

I don't know what I'm thinking, Zhuang Xiaoya sat on the swing, her two long legs swaying in mid-air.

"How do you feel?"

A figure suddenly appeared outside the wooden house, it was Shuli who was wearing a black robe, holding a black fan, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Zhuang Xiaoya replied without raising her head: "It's a little better." ”

"Today's meal is here. ”

Shuli put the hearty meal on the small table outside the wooden house, and he had been doing the same thing every day for the past three days, except that the first three days he put down the meal, turned around and left, but this time, he did not leave immediately, but sat down at the wooden table.

Zhuang Xiaoya asked the swing to stop shaking, her lips opened lightly, and she asked softly: "Guan Zixuan asked you to kill me, but you put me under house arrest here, aren't you afraid that Guan Zixuan will find out?"

"The Holy Lord will not find out. Shuli said.

"What if I found out?"

"I'll run away with you. ”

Zhuang Xiaoya was silent for a while.

"I'm staying today because I have news for you. Shuli paused and continued: "According to the news released by the Tang Sect, Yan Ning ...... It's dead. ”

Zhuang Xiaoya was unmoved: "Impossible, he won't die." ”

"He is indeed dead, the Holy Lord has sent someone to the East China Sea to investigate, the two great demons that were originally sealed in the Immortal Broken Knife have regained their freedom, if it weren't for Yan Ning's death, they would never have regained their freedom. ”

"Impossible...... It's impossible to ......" Zhuang Xiaoya kept repeating these three words in her mouth.

Shuli said: "To be dead is to be dead." Cultivators don't think about the past, don't fear the future, don't mess up with feelings, don't get stuck in their hearts, Zhuang Xiaoya, I think you live a very failed life. ”

"Failure?" Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned.

"Didn't you find out yourself?" Shuli smiled slightly, "You were originally the eldest lady of the Axe Tiger Gang, the daughter of the demon couple, you could have lived a wonderful life, but you chose to stay by Yan Ning's side and become a part of him." ”

"What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that Yan Ning is not your world, but your burden, now that he is dead, why don't you start over and live your own life? In the past, I was the same as you, I was a shadow of others, but I escaped, from that moment on, I made up my mind not to live for anyone from now on, only for myself. ”

Zhuang Xiaoya sneered: "What a lot of bold words, have you forgotten your identity? You are Guan Zixuan's subordinate, you work hard for him, how can you talk about living for yourself?"

"That's what you should be. Shuli didn't care.

"Tell me everything you know about Yan Ning, word for word. Zhuang Xiaoya said.

Shuli sighed and began to slowly tell Zhuang Xiaoya what he had learned.

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Yan Ning, who had caused turmoil in the entire Daomen, was lying comfortably on the hospital bed in the Tangmen Mansion at this moment, enjoying the careful care of the beautiful nurses.

While chewing on the tonic sent by Tang Wenlin in his mouth, Yan Ning asked, "What's the situation now?"

"What else can happen?" Du Fatzi looked at Yan Ning enviously, "The black armor that killed you is also dead now, and the righteous tiger boss doesn't know who to report if they want to take revenge, so they can only hold a beautiful funeral for you, and ask dozens of Taoist priests to help you overtake." ”

"I really want to go back to Jianzhou to take a look and watch my funeral, which is not something that anyone can experience. Yan Ning said with a strange expression.

Jiang Wujue sighed: "I don't know if I don't die, I'm shocked when I die, I didn't expect Brother Yan Ning to have such a status in the Daomen." ”

"That's, don't look at who my brother is!" Yan Ning said.

Jiang Wujue struck: "Jiang Yunhe, that old guy, gave three days off to the disciples of the entire Gongliang lineage, he didn't have to do anything, and he also paid double the salary of white-collar workers, this is a benefit that the Gongliang lineage has never had for so many years, Brother Yan Ning is Brother Yan Ning, this kind of influence is really not comparable to ordinary people!"

Yan Ning choked suddenly, and finally gasped for breath, because of the wound, his whole face was distorted in pain, and when he looked down, the big hole in his chest was still there, how miserable it was.

"Big brother, I advise you not to be smuggled, just like you, if you don't think about it, the fake funeral will be a real funeral. Du Fatzi sighed.

When Yan Ning heard this, he couldn't help but frown: "My situation is quite special, who made me a demon now, ordinary methods can't solve it at all, the only way can only be found from the Wumen ghost art, but the people who can use the Wumen Golden Needle, except for me, there is only my master, and he is too young to learn anything at all...... Frankly speaking, the person who can save me now probably doesn't really exist. ”

When the two of them heard this, their faces slowly sank, it turned out that Yan Ning's plan to fake his death was just a delaying tactic, and he didn't have a bottom in his heart. Love has the most sound, the fastest update speed, please remember our website: love sound! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu it: love sound, present immediately! In order to facilitate the next reading, don't forget to bookmark this site!