The white crane perched on Yishan suddenly let out a few desolate sorrowful sounds, and flew into the sky without warning. Looking at the helpless appearance of the white cranes, Hua Jinghong suddenly stopped the long sword in her hand, and a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

Lian Feng, who was dismantling with her, hurriedly returned his sword into the sheath, came to her side and asked, "Miss Hua, what's the matter?" Hua Jinghong smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the white crane is screaming, and someone will die in Yishan." She humbly saluted Lian Feng, turned back to Fang Feihong, who had returned from patrolling the mountain, and said, "Who is it? Take me there." Fang Feihong glanced at Lian Feng and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lian Feng hugged his fists and said, "Miss Hua has something to do, Lian Mou and his brothers are just going to practice the Seven Stars Inviting Moon Formation."

Hua Jinghong gave a deep salute and said, "In this way, the little woman has retired, and she will definitely have a hearty sword competition with Brother Lian another day."

Lian Feng's face showed a hint of eagerness, and he said in a deep voice, "This is Lian's lifelong volunteer. Thank you, girl, for making it happen."

The mountainside on the southern slope of the Guangming Peak of Yishan is the Qingyun Songtao Pavilion for the elders of the Yue Nu Palace to pass away and cultivate, it is composed of several simple and comfortable houses, the environment is elegant and quiet, few people disturb, the elders who dive in here are sent three meals a day by the disciples of the mountain patrol every day, and take away the change of clothes and clean up every four days, and take care of them very comfortably. In the eastern capital of Luoyang and Qingzhou Pengmen, Jin Baiba and his wife, who had a deep hatred and retreated to Yishan, lived here and have been more than a year now.

When Hua Jinghong and Fang Feihong hurried to the Qingyun Songtao Pavilion, several elders of the Yue Nu Palace who were proficient in medicinal stones walked out of the pavilion with gloomy faces.

"Elder Qiu, what happened to them?" Hua Jinghong intercepted a middle-aged elder with a beautiful face who was the last to go out and asked with concern.

"Mr. Kim has been exhausted all these years, and he has already reached the point where he has run out of oil and lamps, and now he has passed away. It's a heart disease, and we've done our best." Elder Qiu said indifferently.

Hua Jinghong's face showed a sad look, sighed, and said, "I see, there is Elder Lao Qiu."

Elder Qiu glanced at Hua Jinghong and said softly, "Palace Master, Mr. Jin acted with shame, and with the fact that his five sons were all mourned, he has really worked hard all these years, and now he has returned to the West, it is definitely not a bad thing for him." After speaking, he smiled coldly, put the medicine bag on his shoulder, and floated away.

Looking at Elder Qiu's distant back, Fang Feihong coughed and said, "Elder Qiu's insights are always so peculiar."

Hua Jinghong glanced at her, smiled slightly wryly, and said, "Let's talk about it when we go in."

The corpse of the Golden Hundred Bombs lay in the middle of the hall of the Qingyun Songtao Pavilion. There was a faint smile on his thin, tired face, like the faint smile of a weary traveler when he put his numb feet in a basin of warm water. His hair had turned gray, and he was so thin that he was skinny and bone-like, and the green tendons tangled abruptly across his once rosy face and arms.

"This is the Luoyang Golden Knife Golden Hundred Bombaries?" Hua Jinghong and Fang Feihong looked at each other, their eyes flashing with surprise and emotion. Mrs. Jin, Chen Jinghua, sat next to Jin Baiba's corpse with a blank expression, her once proud love thread had all turned snow-white, and her face was crawling with cobweb-like wrinkles, as if she had aged dozens of years in this year. Jin Tianhong whimpered on his father's corpse, and a pair of jade hands clutched Jin Baiba's thin hands and refused to let go.

"Senior Uncle Chen, Senior Sister Jin, please mourn by the way, don't cry and break your body." Hua Jinghong came to Jin Tianhong's side, held her shoulder, and whispered.

Chen Jinghua didn't seem to hear her words, just sat on the ground blankly, looking ahead blankly. Jin Tianhong leaned weakly on Hua Jinghong's body and cried out loudly, tears pouring out. Seeing their sisters like this, Hua Jinghong and Fang Feihong also felt a burst of sadness, shook their heads and sighed.

At this moment, Chen Jinghua, who had been silent, suddenly pulled off the silver hairpin on his head and slammed it into his temple. "Uncle Chen!" "Mother!" Hua Jinghong, Fang Feihong and Jin Tianhong didn't expect Chen Jinghua to make such an abrupt and swift move, and they didn't even have time to stop her hand. Blood trickled down from Chen Jinghua's forehead, she smiled slightly, let out a long sigh of relief, and fell on top of Jin Baiba's corpse.

"Mother!" Jin Tianhong could no longer bear this tragic blow and fainted in Hua Jinghong's arms. Fang Feihong, who was dumbfounded, looked at Hua Jinghong at a loss.

Hua Jinghong sighed and said, "Ask the sisters of the Goddess Hall to bury them for them, and the ceremony should be as simple as possible and quiet."

"Palace Master?" Fang Feihong saw that she was still so calm at this moment, and she felt sincere admiration in her heart.

"If the news of the death of Jin Baiba and his wife is made public, it will be to declare to the rivers and lakes that the Yue Nu Palace will not be able to fight Qingzhou Pengmen, so the reputation of the Yue Nu Palace will be incomparably damaged." Hua Jinghong said solemnly, "Therefore, inform the whole palace that it is strictly forbidden to leak the news of Jin Baiba's death, otherwise he will be expelled from the palace gate immediately."

Fang Feihong's face showed an excited look and said, "Yes, Palace Master."

"Dumb!" A terrible jackdaw cry came, and Zheng Danshan, who was galloping on the horse, only felt a tingling of his scalp, he turned his head and said to Luo Mingxian, who was one horse behind him, "Did you really hear that my third brother went to the town of Bianshui by the Bianshui River?"

"What Zhang Tao said will never be false." Luo Mingxian hurriedly urged the car and said loudly.

"The third brother is in danger!" Zheng Danshan's face was full of anxiety, "The Heavenly Demon is heading towards Waterside Town, if the two of them meet, hey."

"I hope we can intercept him in time," Hua Bufan said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, according to the third brother's temperament, he will definitely face the Heavenly Demon." He has fought against the enemy all his life, and he has never fled without a fight."

"That jackdaw screamed just now, I was flustered, third brother, don't have an accident, otherwise I will fight with the demon of the day." Zheng Danshan shouted angrily.

"Not bad!" Hua Bufan said in a deep voice.

"Master! Don't let anything happen to you!" Luo Mingxian prayed silently in his heart.