"Is Wu Bu really dead, and how does the Eagle Hand donor judge? Why do you think that the Ming'er donor is deceiving you? If what is true?" Hui Chan continued.

"How could he die, he is the apprentice of a wizard, how unfathomable is a body of witchcraft, if you want to extend your life a little, it must not be too difficult with his means......" Hawkhand sneered, "How could he die so silently......" However, as he spoke, his voice couldn't help but lower, because he looked at Nanche and several people with strange expressions, and even Hui Chan looked at him with a strange look. So he couldn't help but change his complexion, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be that Wu Bu is really dead?"

"How could I joke about such an important matter? What's more, I'm the head of a sect in Nanche, even if I want to joke, I shouldn't joke with my own Dharma protector's life, right?" Ming'er also said.

"He, how could he die? He has always been good, and the grade is not too big, how can he ...... so quickly" Hawkhand's face couldn't help but be a little ugly, the main thing he did when he came to Nanche this time was Wu Bu, and the wizard had already told him that this time he came to Nanche, there would inevitably be a result, but he didn't expect that it would be such a result.

"He died a few days ago...... And this time, the reason why our CSR funeral was so solemn was because we not only lost the previous master of CSR, but also lost a big protector, and in just a few days, we lost two pillars. That's why this time, our CSR funeral will be so grand......" Ming'er said lightly.

"I don't believe it, I have to see people in life, and I have to see corpses in death...... I don't believe he's dead!" Hawkhand said through gritted teeth. Obviously, the wizards said that most of the people who came to Nanche this time could invite Wu Bu, but the people in Nanche told him that Wu Bu was dead, how could he accept this, and more importantly, what should he say when he went back to the wizard?

"You ......" Silver Spear couldn't help but be a little angry, this holy place is also overbearing, obviously telling them that the person is dead, but this eagle hand ...... But before he could say anything, Ming'er said: "Since you don't believe it, let's go and worship him together, I want to come to Uncle Wu Quanxia to know, and I will be very pleased to know that so many heroes from the Holy Land come to worship." ”

As she spoke, Ming'er made a gesture of please, and then went lightly. And the silver spear couldn't help but glance at Ming'er more, in his eyes, Ming'er has always been a child who only knows how to cultivate. And Ming'er, this time, the reason why she was able to take the position of the master of the South Car is also inseparable from his strong support. But he didn't expect that Ming'er would become more and more sophisticated in dealing with things in the past few days, especially this time, when dealing with everyone in the Holy Land, he was even more decent, calm, and proportionate, which couldn't help but make him a little impressed.

This time, accompanied by Master Hui Chan of the Buddhist Temple, the people in the holy land were also much more settled, and when they suddenly heard of Wu Bu's death, they were not in the mood to make trouble. So everyone soon arrived at the funeral hall where Che Wuwu ......

When everyone entered the mourning hall, they were greeted by two large spirit tablets, one of which read 'The Spirit Seat of the Main Car of the South Car's Worry-free Spirit', while the other smaller spirit card read 'The Spirit Seat of the Protector of the South Car'. These two spirit cards are placed in the middle position, which is very conspicuous, so as soon as everyone enters, their eyes can't help but fall on the bodies of these two spirit cards.

The room is very spacious, but at this time the room is full of people, all of whom are elites of the South and North trains. And in the most hands-on position, it was Che Xian'er, the main owner of the North Car, who stood impressively, and next to her, it was Xing Qiang, the second leader of the South Car, who was fighting.

Although more than a dozen people came in from outside, the ceremony of the memorial car did not stop. Xing Qiang's slightly sad voice continued: "Big boss, you're leaving...... Brothers are here to see you off......" After he finished singing, everyone sang with a sad voice, "You are gone, big boss...... Brothers are here to send you ......" For a while, the room was shrouded in a sad atmosphere, even if Ming'er was still showing a faint expression just now, at this time, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and a tear couldn't help but slip down......

"Big boss, you're gone...... Brothers, come and see you off......" Xing Qiang sang again, and his voice was a little sadder than the one just now. When Xing Qiang's voice fell, the heroes of the south and north cars couldn't help but sing along: "Big boss, you are gone...... Brothers, come to see you off......" The voices of the crowd couldn't help but be even more sad than just now......

In this way, after singing the same sentence five times, everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and some people even couldn't help crying. Even if it is a silver gun, such an iron-clad man, he can't help but have slightly red eyes at this time......

Finally, after waiting for the process of Che Wuwu's memorial service to be completed, the eagle hand spoke: "Where is Wu Bu's body, I have to see with my own eyes, otherwise it will be hard to believe." As soon as the eagle hand said this, the heroes of the south and north cars couldn't help but look at each other angrily. Everyone was in a bad mood at this time, especially Che Wuwu died at the hands of the Holy Land, obviously the enemy was in front of them, but they were taken by the strength of the Holy Land and could not take revenge. But at this time, the people of the Holy Land were so excessive, and they even had to look at the corpse of their Nanche Witch Protector, how could they not be angry?

"What? am I asking too much?" said Hawkhand. Anyone who is stared at with so many angry eyes will probably not be happy, let alone someone as proud as Hawkhand. If it weren't for Hui Chan of the Buddhist temple here, he would have to pay attention to these people, if one is unhappy, whoever dares to stop him, he will dare to kill whom......

", this is the South Car, you are not welcome in the South Car...... but as soon as the Eagle Hand's words fell, an angry voice shouted. Everyone looked up, but it was a young man-like figure, staring at the eagle hand with tears on his face, even under the eyes of the eagle hand like an eagle falcon, he was holding his head high and did not retreat at all.

"Others are afraid of your eagle hand and the strength of your holy land, but I, Yunfan, am not afraid of ......" The person who spoke was Yunfan, he usually had a very good relationship with Che Wuwu, and the two walked out of Qingchi together, and they got along very casually. And for so many years, Yun Fan has long regarded Che Wuwu as his brother, and at this time, he heard that Che Wuwu died suddenly, and he was killed by the people of the Holy Land. He is usually timid and afraid of things, but at this time, thinking of all the worry-free cars on weekdays, he can't help but let go......

"Look for death!" "What kind of person is the Hawkhand, how can he endure being so insulted by others?So he couldn't help but surge with murderous intent, but before he could make a move, Ming'er had already stopped in front of him, "Lord Hawkhand, don't you want to see Wu Bu's corpse......" After saying to the Hawkhand, Ming'er didn't stop for the slightest, and then commanded at the silver spear: "Yunfan, he is a little speechless...... Silver Gun, you take him down and let him calm down!"

However, at this time, Yun Fan has lost his mind, or he doesn't have much reason, once he is out at this time, there is really no taboo for anything, so when he saw that the silver gun was going to come to get him, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Wu Ming'er, you are a, others treat you as the master of the South Car, but you should know how you came to be the master of the South Car, I Yun Fan only treat you as a ...... of the."

"Lock me up, and never let him come out again without my consent......" Ming'er commanded with a slightly gloomy face amid Yun Fan's scolding. The silver spear only hesitated slightly, Ming'er was the master of the southern car he promoted, not to mention whether he recommended it or not, at this time, in front of so many people, he could only detain Yunfan first......

Then in the angry and contemptuous eyes of many people in Nanche, Ming'er ignored it, and led the people in the holy land: "Please here, Wu Bu's body is here...... and then the people in the hall, although Ming'er has entered a side room with the people from the holy land, but Ming'er's voice is still faintly heard, "...... When Elder Wu learned of Uncle Sanssouc's death, he summoned all of us to the meeting, but when the discussion was over...... He vomited a mouthful of blood, and then he died......"

Soon after, the people in the Holy Land verified that it was Wu Bu's body, and they had no choice but to come out. Although they were very unwilling to do this, especially the Eagle Hand, but people could not be resurrected after death, what could he do? Who would have thought that Wu Bu, as the most outstanding descendant of the Wumen Sect in contemporary Nanzhan, would die so mysteriously?

The people from the Holy Land were sent away, but everyone, whether it was the people from the south or the north, no one had a good look at Ming'er. Although she is the master of the South Car, even the silver spear has a faint look at her, and her speech is neither yin nor yang, it is obvious that she disagrees with her last practice today......

It was late at night, but Ming'er stayed in the worry-free study, but there was no sleepiness, and when she thought of the sad place, the tears in her eyes couldn't help but flutter down. Many people covet the position of the master of the South Car, such as Silver Gun, such as Xing Qiang, and even Che Xian'er, and they also have the idea of being the Lord of the South Car. But she Ming'er would rather do nothing, but she has to be the master of this South Car......

Ming'er also clearly remembers what happened on the day she heard about Uncle Sanssouc's 'fall'. At that time, Aunt Xian'er came to look for her, and Aunt Xian'er said to her: "Ming'er, it is possible that you will run for the new lord of the southern car, and this new lord of the southern car, Elder Wu Bu is very fond of you...... And I'm very fond of you, so when it's possible, you don't shirk it, you have to sit down, understand?"

At that time, she was very puzzled, how old she was, she never thought about being the master of the South Car, and she didn't think she could be the master of the South Car. After all, being the master of CSR, she has to manage a lot of powerful characters, just like Uncle Sanssoucian, can she? What's more, when she heard that Uncle Sanssouci died, she felt that her heart was empty, and she wanted to cry but couldn't cry, just like the feeling that her mother died at that time. At this time, how can she be in the mood to be the master of CSR?

However, when she was about to excuse herself, Aunt Xian'er said, "Elder Wu said that only you are the most qualified and suitable for this new master of Nanche...... Because if someone else becomes the master of this CSR, the CSR created by Uncle Sanssouci will inevitably fall apart, is Ming'er willing to watch Uncle Sanssouc's hard work be ruined?"

Ming'er naturally didn't want to see this worry-free uncle's hard work ruined, but Ming'er still didn't want to be the master of the South Car, because Ming'er would not be the master of the South Car at all.

Perhaps seeing Ming'er's concerns, Che Xian'er said: "In fact, being the master of CSR is very simple, as long as you do everything, you are based on the interests of CSR, and everything is thought of for the good of CSR, it will be very easy......"

When Aunt Xian'er left, and then Uncle Silver Gun came to look for her, Uncle Silver Gun's expression was very strange at the time, but this strange expression didn't last long, so he said to her: "Ming'er, it's very likely that you will run for the new master of Nanche next, and this person is almost you...... So you have to be brave enough to grab it. ”

At that time, Ming'er was almost taken aback, because Aunt Xian'er said that the silver gun would be the biggest obstacle for her to be the master of the southern car, so she should not be afraid of the silver gun, and fight for it when it was time to fight, but the silver gun said so to her, and she was almost stunned at the time.

Fortunately, Silver Spear didn't know this, and continued to teach her how to be a good master of the South Car, "Ming'er, you must understand that being the master of the South Car must be cold, you must not be smiling, and you must make people afraid of you, so that you can have orders from above and do what you want...... And you also have to remember that you must be brave and fearless to be the master of CSR, even if your idea is wrong, once it is released, it must be strictly implemented...... Or maybe you are facing a very strong enemy, but you should not show even the slightest cowardice in the face of him...... Do you understand?"

Ming'er recalled what the two of them said that day, and tears kept dripping, and at this time, a middle-aged woman with a good face walked in at the door. She looked at Ming'er, and couldn't help but sigh with some pity: "Ming'er, why are you secretly crying again." ”

"Grandma. Ming'er couldn't help screaming, and couldn't help but throw herself into the arms of the middle-aged woman. This middle-aged woman is Ye Hongyu, Che Wuwu's mother, who naturally knew the news of her son's fall at this time, so she was naturally sad. But what can she do, after all, people cannot be resurrected from death, even in grief it is in vain......