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On the side of Meng Qiuyu's villa, a large mourning hall with a length of more than ten meters, a width of more than 20 meters and a height of three meters was built, with black and white tones, and the only different color in the entire mourning hall was the coffin placed in the middle of the back side of the mourning hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a golden silk coffin, crescent-shaped lid, arc-shaped two-gang, flat-bottom support is also very exquisite, are handmade, several well-known domestic carpenters took three days to make, and the appearance of the coffin is also coated with antiseptic lacquer.

The coffin is covered with a silk quilt, and the space is also very large, so two people should not feel cramped. This is what the women meant, they don't want Meng Qiuyu to sleep uncomfortably.

When Meng Qiuyu was carried into the coffin, Nalan Xiaoduo in the Northeast, Yang Bingning and Zhao Yufei in the capital had already rushed to Binhai, and all the women who had a relationship with Meng Qiuyu and were in the ambiguity were present, including Ji Xuanxuan, Zhao Qian and Shen Yaqing from the company, as well as Ziyu and Zhang Jia who came from Hangzhou.

These girls were wearing black dresses, and Lin Muxue's daughters even wore linen and filial piety in the name of their wives, their beautiful faces were pale and sad, and their red and swollen eyes were full of tears.

Fang Yiyun, with the support of Liu Dongshuang and Cheng Ying, also came to see his son for the last time, and Meng Fan also came to Binhai from the capital, taking Yang Shuyun, his sister's family of three, and Indifference and Meng Qingfei.

Standing beside his wife, Meng Fan didn't cry, but there was suddenly a lot of white hair between his temples, and his straight body stood there, his face was deep and solemn, and his palms shrunk in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

Meng Qiuyu was held by Lone Star and lay down in the coffin, and all the women stepped forward one after another, crying, and arranged Meng Qiuyu's clothes very smoothly.

Looking at the man's handsome and pale face, Lin Muxue sobbed and lay on the coffin, kissed the man's face deeply, and two lines of tears slipped down the man's cheek.

At this time, no one noticed that Meng Qiuyu's little finger of his right hand moved slightly, only slightly, and it was undetectable.

Everyone stepped forward one by one to look at Meng Qiuyu's last face, and then Lone Star and Zifeng gently covered the coffin with a crescent-shaped lid, and the moment the coffin was closed, Lin Muxue and the others fainted on the ground crying.

And all the people of the Shadow Clan, except for Meng Fan and his wife and a few other elders present, knelt on the ground one after another, shouting loudly: "Young Master (Meng Shao), rest in peace!" ”

Not to mention the grieving crowd outside arranging the aftermath, Meng Qiuyu in the coffin had a voice shouting in the depths of his soul, Meng Qiuyu, you have to wake up, you can't die, you still have too many unfinished things, you still have too many people to take care of, you still have a lot of women who have not been pushed down, you are dead, isn't this world too peaceful.

This voice was the last trace of consciousness left in the depths of Meng Qiuyu's mind before he fell unconscious, and at this time, he suddenly struggled in the depths of Meng Qiuyu's soul, shouting, like a bird trapped in a cage, wanting to break out of this imprisoned cage.

With the traction of this trace of consciousness, the Xuantian Nine Transformations in Meng Qiuyu's body were running again, although it was still slow, it was already repairing his broken tendons.

And Meng Qiuyu's consciousness gradually recovered from the chaos, he could clearly feel everything around him, but he couldn't open his eyes. He could also hear the crying of relatives outside, as well as the women's wailing, the crying of the liver and intestines, which made Meng Qiuyu feel distressed, he wanted to tell the women that his husband was still alive, but he couldn't open his mouth either.

Lying anxiously in the coffin, Meng Qiuyu was at a loss, his body was not under his control, except that his consciousness could be circulated, he couldn't move.

Suddenly, a pattern flashed in the depths of Meng Qiuyu's mind, which was the trajectory of his life in this life, from croaking to the ground, becoming a baby, learning to walk step by step, growing up until he was taken away by one-armed people, and until he recently experienced a scene in China.

There is the innocence of childhood and the love of his parents, as well as the torture and pain of training at Satan's base, and the wonderful feeling when he was taken advantage of by Catherine for the first time, and the warmth of being with Lin Muxue's daughters.

The killing during the period and the bloodshed of the dark world, and the growth after escaping death again and again, this scene and experience swirled in his mind, and finally began to be chaotic, as if a sharp blade stirred Meng Qiuyu's mind. He struggled painfully to get out, to regain consciousness, but as he struggled, the chaos and terrible scenes in his mind were like boiling water, sadistic in his mind.

At this moment, the painful Meng Qiuyu suddenly caught a glimmer of light in his chaotic thoughts, as if he was trapped in a dark quagmire, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light, and he desperately rushed towards the light.

Immediately, the picture in front of me turned, and a fairyland on earth appeared, with a rainbow-like sky, a fragrant and comfortable air, as well as the singing of birds and flowers, trickling streams, and even the tame beasts, playing in this fairyland, no filth, no killing, no darkness, a harmonious and quiet paradise on earth.

Being in this fairyland, Meng Qiuyu was full of warmth and calm. At this time, he also felt that the Xuantian Nine Changes in his body were running faster, and every repaired tendon and vein was getting thicker, and even his broken skin was slowly healing.

The scar fell off, and his skin was as delicate as a baby's skin, but every cell was condensed with tenacity and strength, this change Meng Qiuyu could perceive, but the changes in the whole body were too subtle, and at this speed, he didn't know how long it would take him to heal completely.

But this situation has already made Meng Qiuyu overjoyed, he knows that he has broken through, the realm of reincarnation, the mystery and fantasy, everything he saw just now, he knows that he has entered the realm of reincarnation. Between the cycle of life and death, he will be reborn like a phoenix nirvana, nourishing a new body, and will be a perfect body, indestructible and indestructible, a golden body.

Meng Qiuyu, who was in the coffin, also began to let go of everything, and devoted himself to the nine changes of Xuantian and repaired his broken body, he wanted to strive for an early recovery, return to his relatives, and return to his women.

Meng Qiuyu's changes in the coffin, people outside naturally don't know, everyone only knows that he is dead, immersed in grief, and handling his funeral.

When Meng Qiuyu broke through the cycle of life and death and degenerated, there was also a person who was also demuting, Meng Qiuyu was like a holy angel about to descend into the world, but this person was a demon reborn.

He is Lin Zifeng, when he met a hidden master, he became the other party's closed disciple, but this master is not a good person, but a person who sucks the soul and strengthens his own evil? Heretics of evil souls.

Lin Zifeng, as the head of the four princes in the capital, he has his own pride, whether it is his family background or his personal ability, he has a narrow mind under his gentle appearance.

Meng Qiuyu's appearance seemed to be his nemesis, his light was gradually overshadowed by the other party, a marriage change made him the laughing stock of the capital, and the woman he coveted was snatched away by Meng Qiuyu, this blow almost crushed Lin Zifeng.

He couldn't swallow this breath, he wanted to regain everything he had lost, so he resolutely left the capital and returned to the Yin Spirit Gate.

Yin Spirit King, the master of the Yin Spirit Gate, has always valued him, and has always wanted to train Lin Zifeng to be his successor, but because of Lin Zifeng's special identity, he is unwilling to make himself a human, a ghost or a ghost, and suck the souls of others. Evil things, Lin Zifeng resisted very much.

But this time, Lin Zifeng was blinded by hatred, he worshiped under the Yin Spirit King again, as long as he could become stronger, he would do whatever it takes.

The Yin Spirit King taught Lin Zifeng his unique evil skill, the Yin Soul Devouring Heart Method, when even if he let his disciples find a few wandering men, let Lin Zifeng devour the spirits of these people... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］

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