On this day, there was a biting coldness in the whole of the Beiyuan Kingdom. Because today is the day of Liu Xunji's burial.

As long as the civil and military officials of the Beiyuan Kingdom are of status, they all came to the Shenyuan Tomb in the capital.

The Shenyuan Tomb is a cemetery specially established by the Emperor of Beiyuan for the Zhenyuan King a year ago. Today, Liu Xunji's body was packed in a coffin made of sandalwood, and was carried to the place of the Shenyuan tomb by special soldiers.

Jun Yuyi's sad and joyless appearance looked particularly majestic and extraordinary against the backdrop of the officials, he stood in the center of the Shen Yuan Tomb, his expression looked very calm, and then slowly said: "The Marquis of Changsheng has fought all his life and established countless feats for my Beiyuan. Today, he is buried in the tomb of Shenyuan, with the king of Zhenyuan...... Rest here. ”

"Yes!"

The civil and military officials and the countless soldiers around them shouted loudly one after another.

Jun Yuyi glanced at the coffin containing Liu Xunji's corpse, his eyes stayed for a few moments, and then he turned around and left the Shenyuan Tomb with his hands on his back.

Surrounded by a group of accompanying eunuchs and soldiers, Jun Yuyi got up and drove towards the palace.

After Jun Yuyi left, many of the people present couldn't help but gasp for a while.

There is no way, since the battle of Yuxiao Pass began, Jun Yuyi's temperament seems to have cooled a lot, and the civil and military officials are afraid of angering Long Wei and being wiped out.

Jun Yuyi left, but the three princes of the Northern Abyss Kingdom and some civil and military officials all stayed here in the Shenyuan Tomb. They had to wait for Liu Xunji's body to be buried before they could leave, because Liu Xunji, the thirteenth general of the Northern Abyss, deserved this honor.

"Your Majesty decreed that the Marquis of Changsheng be buried in the ground." As Jun Yuyi drove away, a civil official in charge of the ceremony cleared his throat and said loudly.

With a bang, countless soldiers stationed around knelt down on one knee towards Liu Xunji's corpse.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

The sound of their knees touching the floor was so striking that countless soldiers respectfully bowed to Liu Xunji's corpse.

At this time, the Shen Yuan Tomb was so quiet and cold.

"General...... You, go all the way! A general knelt down on one knee in front of him, and said hoarsely with red eyes.

As for the civil officials, most of them just bowed to Liu Xunji's coffin, pretending to be a form of walking. However, there are also some officials who have the world in their hearts and lamented from the heart.

Jun Yuyi left, so naturally the three princes of the Beiyuan Kingdom stood in the first place.

Jun Yetian, the great prince of the Northern Abyss Kingdom; Jun Dongqi, the second prince of the Northern Yuan Kingdom; As for Jun Luo, he is the third prince of Beiyuan.

Jun Luoyan and the other three princes all lowered their bodies and bowed slightly towards Liu Xunji's corpse.

"Congratulations to the thirteen generals of Beiyuan, the Marquis of Changsheng - Liu Xunji! Push up the daisies! The civil official who was in charge of the ceremony also seemed to be a little sad, and he paused and said.

Click-click-click-

So, seven or eight strong soldiers came out of the crowd, and they walked to Liu Xunji's coffin with sad faces, and carried him into the tomb that had already been dug.

Everything went according to the steps of the ceremony, and soon, Liu Xunji was buried in the ground.

On the tombstone, large characters are written: Liu Xunji; In the upper left part of it is inscribed: Thirteen generals of the North Abyss, Changsheng Hou.

At this point, Liu Xunji, the thirteenth general of the Northern Abyss, has finally settled down, and like Ximen Xiong, the king of Zhenyuan, he has become a legend in the Beiyuan Kingdom and even on the Kyushu Continent.

After everything was done, the civil and military officials present left here one after another. Countless soldiers could only take a deep look at the tomb of King Zhenyuan and the tomb of Marquis Changsheng, and left.

"Third brother, I heard that you actually went to Wancheng to invite a common man back to the capital, is there no one under your hands to use? An ordinary person is worthy of you personally mobilizing the public? ”

After there were not many people in the Shen Yuan Tomb, Jun Yetian slowly walked to Jun Luo's side, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I won't bother with this." Hearing Jun Yetian's voice, Jun Luoyan's eyes instantly paused and flashed with hatred, but Jun Luoyan quickly suppressed this look and responded coldly.

"Third brother, I heard that this wine seller is still your teacher? You are insulting to the majesty of my royal family by believing yourself like this, so don't let your father know. Jun Dongqi also walked over slowly from the side, and glanced meaningfully at Xu Muchuan, who was standing behind Jun Luoqi.

That's right, Xu Muchuan was naturally in the Shenyuan Tomb at this time.

"The grass people have seen the two princes." Xu Muchuan knew that he couldn't pretend to be elegant, so he could only bow to Jun Dongqi and Jun Yetian.

If Xu Muchuan didn't bend down and salute at this time, he didn't have to think much to know that the two princes of the Northern Yuan Kingdom would take him under the knife. In order to avoid these troubles, Xu Muchuan could only salute no matter how reluctant he was.

"Humph!" Jun Dongqi squinted his eyes and stared at Xu Muchuan, and snorted softly: "I'm still a grass man who knows how to be polite." ”

Xu Muchuan's salute naturally made Jun Dongqi and Jun Yetian unhappy, because if Xu Muchuan had just held his identity and stood still, then Jun Yetian and the two of them could taunt Jun Luo's death, and they could better deal a blow to Jun Luo's arrogance.

However, Xu Muchuan's behavior of saluting made Jun Yetian and the two of them have no way to make it difficult for Jun to fall. Of course, Jun Dongqi could only snort coldly in displeasure.

Xu Muchuan was unmoved by Jun Dongqi's ridicule, and stood quietly behind Jun Luoqi.

"If the two imperial brothers are okay, go back to rest early, I still have to pay a good tribute to the King of Zhenyuan and the Marquis of Changsheng, I don't have time to chat with the two imperial brothers here." Jun Luoyan looked at Jun Yetian and the two of them coldly, and said unceremoniously.

"Let's go!" Jun Yetian's expression did not fluctuate at all, but after taking a deep look at Xu Muchuan, he said softly with his hands behind his back.

Then, Jun Yetian, Jun Dongqi and the others turned around and left the Shen Yuan Tomb.

At this time, only Jun Luoyan and others were left in the Shenyuan Tomb, and everyone else left one after another.

"Teacher, you've been wronged." Jun Luoyan hurriedly said to Xu Muchuan.

"It's okay, where is this a grievance, what you have to face in the future is not as simple as today's two sarcasm." Xu Muchuan smiled indifferently and didn't take it to heart at all, because he was ready to enter the game.

Then, Xu Muchuan withdrew the smile on his face and walked to the cemetery of Ximenxiong, King of Zhenyuan, with a solemn expression.

Looking at the three big characters written on the tombstone: Ximen Xiong, Xu Muchuan's heart couldn't help but tremble, he lightly touched a few words on the tombstone, and muttered to himself: "Uncle, I haven't seen you for more than a year, you are below, are you okay?" Alas! You died, but you got out. And I had to step in. ”

For a while, there was a strong sense of sadness in the Shenyuan Tomb, as if Ximen Xiong, the king of Zhenyuan, was answering Xu Muchuan's words.