In his life, his father failed his mother and treated himself poorly, but he did not owe half of the family.

Now even if you leave, you have to go through some hypocrisy.

Thinking about it like this, Jimo Anning's face became even more ugly, and he wanted to leave the human race more and more and follow his mother.

There were many people who came to pay tribute, and although Nangong Beichen was seriously injured and had not recovered, he insisted on coming.

Looking at the bustle in front of the mourning hall and the lonely coffin, he couldn't help but sigh, only patted Jimo Anning's shoulder, and said goodbye after putting on the pillar incense.

As soon as Nangong Beichen walked out of the door, he saw Shangqiu Mengqian's figure, the two exchanged a look, and Nangong Beichen stood outside the hall and waited.

Shangqiu Mengqian walked in with an indescribable awkwardness, looked at the coffin, his face changed for a long time, and then he took off his robe, squatted beside Jimo Anning, and threw paper money into the brazier.

Watching the paper money burning, he muttered in a low voice: "You said that you are the first son, why are you hanging in front of me?" You are also a dead eye, you have been suppressed like this in the family, and you don't know how to hide, the world is so big, where is there no place for you? It's okay, now that you have left so generously, this son has to reluctantly take care of the girl and your son for you, you can rest assured, although this son is a father for the first time, he will never let people bully his cheap son, ouch......"

Before he finished muttering, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, turned his head, and met the eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Immediately, he coaxed: "Uh, the girl who dumped her, this son...... I...... I'm actually ......."

Phantom tilting Yan didn't look at him again, only bent down and touched Xiaobao's head, although he didn't say a word, the gentle and comforting meaning was overflowing.

Shangqiu Mengqian stepped forward in amazement and put a stick of incense on Jimoya's spirit, touched his nose and exited the door, looked at Shangnangong Beichen's mocking gaze, coughed uncomfortably, and looked up at the sky.

Phantom looked at the gorgeous coffin in front of him, and only felt ironic.

The person is dead, and there are no bones, listening to Xiaobao, before he died, he was severely suppressed in the Jimo family.

But now he is buried in a beautiful way, and he lives like the biggest hero of the Jimo family.

What's the use of being treated badly in front of you and being made up for in this way behind you?

Jimoya, if you have a spirit, have you ever regretted it at this moment?

sighed, personally stepped forward and took a pillar of incense, and prayed silently: "Jimoya, I forgive you, go all the way!" ”

Walking out of the mourning hall, Bai Chenfeng was standing outside waiting for her, and when he saw the illusion, he showed a hint of worry.

After carefully looking at the illusory look first, he saw that there was nothing wrong with it, and then he put his mind at ease.

greeted him: "Shall I send you back?" ”

Nangong Beichen stared at the illusion with good eyes, she hadn't seen her for a few years, she was more beautiful, her temperament was more noble, she used to smile and have watery phoenix eyes, but now she is full of majesty.

looked indifferent, as if everything had passed, no longer haunting her heart, and completely let go of the past.

Looking at the mourning hall behind her, the man who had been obsessed with her for half his life was now in a trance.

Nangong Beichen felt a sense of depression in his heart.

He only nodded at the illusion and was about to say goodbye.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar sounded on the side of the Holy Courtyard, and a huge demon aura quickly approached.

Several figures jumped out from all sides of the Holy City and greeted them, all of them were several half-saints of the human race.