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"Damn," the man coughed, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood. I am so unwilling, so many years of hard work have been in vain. He grabbed the fluttering black cloak on his body, and with force between his fingers, his dark skin turned a little white.

After a long time, the vegetation around me gradually decreased, from tall trees to dense shrubs, from green grass to wind and sand at the feet. He dragged his wounded body and walked into the desert with difficulty, coughing up blood and withered grass and gravel in a long, dark red line, revealing strangeness.

He stopped beside a small dirt slope in front of which stood two rocks of no small size. The hood almost covered his entire face, and he barely managed to open his eyes that wanted to close, and reached out to pull the bronze talisman from his bosom, rubbing his fingers against the dark cyan talisman.

Staggering two steps forward, the hand holding the talisman reached forward, as if touching a barrier, and the ripples in the air from the talisman spread out in circles, outlining a perfect semicircle. The man's figure flashed and disappeared into the desert.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?" In the dark underground palace, the rough-looking man looked at the person who was being supported in front of the palace and said in surprise.

"Second brother, I'm sorry, I've been lurking for so many years, and I have fallen short after all・・・・・・・"

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The carriage swayed, shaking Feng Xu Yan was even more upset, and when she received a message from the Lizu last night, her whole person was as if she had been struck by lightning, and her head was buzzing and blank. The carriage was not slow, and if it were not for the sake of formality, he would have arrived by himself in a few moments. She wanted to hurry up, but she was afraid, afraid to see her pale face and closed eyes.

The teams of various ethnic groups arrived in front and back, lined up in a row, and marched in an orderly manner along Liluo Mountain. When all the clans gathered, the funeral ceremony of the head of the clan, Zhongli Suyi, was about to begin.

On the high altar, the young high priest Yao Er was dressed in sacrificial clothes, with a sad and solemn face. Behind her, Zhongli Suyi lay quietly on the white and flawless white jade bed, even if the years passed, he was still peerless.

At the foot of the three steps, the overseer knelt on one knee, holding the white tiger snow blade in his right hand, holding the ground alone, his head hanging down, covering his red eyes.

The flames around the altar were blazing, and it was especially bright when the sun had not yet risen.

The priest danced, everyone bent their knees, the priest danced twice, the hundred beings screamed, the priest danced three, and the Ming Lord had passed away and the family mourned.

The high priest held the sacrificial staff and walked down the steps step by step, the fist-sized Shen jade bead on the staff emitted a faint red light, pulling the white jade bed up slowly, moving with it. Step by step, towards Liluo Mountain.

Feng Xu Yan watched the man float in front of him, couldn't hold back any longer, turned to his husband Yang Qing next to him and cried. After so many years of sisters, the world is impermanent, but they haven't seen each other for a few months, and they have become like this, and they have ended up like this・・・・・・・・・・・

With each step the priest took, the distant red glow deepened. When you walk to Yinghuatai, the sun will not rise.

Yao Er looked up at the sky and nodded, "The time has come."

"No, no" The overseer who followed behind shook his head desperately, and he was about to rush up from the crowd,

"Someone, stop him," Yao Er shouted.

The overseer was red-eyed, and he was so strong that several people couldn't stop him at all.

"Hmph" Yao Er stomped on the sacrificial staff, emitting a soft red light, turning into a sphere and trapping him.

The first rays of the sun sprinkled, Zhongli Suyi floated away from the white jade bed, and the second rays of light, she lay sideways and slowly floated into a dark hole on the Yinghua platform. The entrance to the cave was a few feet from the ground, only a few feet wide. In the third ray of sunlight, Chief Chen and another elder person in the clan flew out, mobilized the power of fire element, and four palms came out together. Four solidified pillars of fire erupted and entered through the dark hole. In an instant, the entire Yinghua Terrace was full of red light, as if a raging fire was burning violently.

The overseer sat down on the ground, "Su Yi ・・・・・・・・・・"

When the red light faded from Yinghuatai, the sun just completely climbed out of the mountain, rising from the east, bright and full.

A faint red light floated out from Yinghua Terrace, wrapped in red light, Zhongli Suyi's ashes!

According to the rules, this red light will slowly dissipate on its own, and the ashes of the Ming Lord will be scattered on the land of the detached clan, guarding this land and home for generations. However・・・・・・・・・

The overseer suddenly sprang upward, and the red light that bound him dispersed. At the moment when the ashes were about to fall downward, he waved his big hand, turned around, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This ・・・・・・・・・・" everyone discussed

"It's okay," Chen Dachao and Yao Er shook his head, "Let him go." ”

No one thought that it would be a few years before the overseers would return to the clan and leave・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・