Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng left the Xuanguang Mirror in the Tianxia Society, which was kept by Li Yan as the treasure of the Town Society, and handed over the Earth Cube to Ji Shishi as a token of her second wife's family.

Finally, Yang Feng could die happily and without any worries.

Three days later, the news of Dugu Zhantian's death suddenly spread throughout the streets and alleys of the Wind Thunder Emperor Capital, and the mourning hall of Dugu's family had already been prepared.

Dugu Zhantian lay quietly in the coffin, looking peaceful and calm, and after a while, his brows furrowed, he straightened up suddenly, and shouted: Stop, don't cry. ”

Belch...... What, grandpa, what are you not satisfied with?"

The body was stagnant, all the men, women and children of the Dugu family were silent, Duguhai blinked his big innocent eyes, and his face was flushed with a roar, and asked.

Helplessly rolled his eyes, Dugu Zhantian said angrily: The old man is dead now, you just howl like this? Is it good to have some feelings? Especially you, Ah Hai, it doesn't rain when it thunders. I'm your own grandfather, and when I cried and mourned, I didn't have a single tear, like words?"

Oops, grandpa. If you were to die, I would have cried heartbroken and moved the world, but aren't you dead? I really don't know how you can sing, you have to do a funeral for yourself, you are sick!"

The old man is sick? The old man is really going to die. If he can't survive the catastrophe, the old man will definitely die. Even if I get through, I can't stay with you anymore, so far heaven and man will say goodbye forever, don't you have the pain of parting at all? The old man wants to see how his funeral is going before leaving, and you don't even meet this request, how can you let the old man leave with confidence?"

Pull it down, you're just competing with Grandpa Yelu. ”

Pouting disdainfully, Duguhai snorted lightly: Now that the information is so developed, don't think I don't know, today is also the day of Grandpa Yelu's funeral. The two of you chose to cheat to death on the same day, obviously just to see which of the two of you has high prestige and has more people to send you. Grandpa, you're so old, you're about to die, are you still comparing?"

That's right, the old man is to compare. Even if he died, the people who came to see off the old man would be more than him, heavier than him, and bigger than his pomp, hum. ”

The corners of his mouth grinned, and Dugu Zhantian said with an old-fashioned face: Especially this time, the old man has invited the master of the Yang League to attend the old man's funeral in advance. That Yelu Lao'er is lost, which guest in this world can be bigger than the Yang League Master, hahaha!"

Dugu Zhantian shook his head proudly, Dugu Hai looked at him helplessly, but shook his head with a wry smile.

Alas, these two old men died so that they could not live in peace.

Cui Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites has arrived!"

Master Ge of the Criminal Department has arrived!"

Yang Shangshu of the military department has arrived!"

......

Suddenly, a shout sounded from outside the door, Dugu Zhantian's body trembled, and he hurriedly lay back in the coffin, shouting: Cry quickly, you unfilial descendants, cry sadly, don't lose the old man's face. ”

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Dugu family howled again.

Grandpa, why did you just leave!"

Dad, you left so suddenly, so that the sons were not prepared at all. ”

Woo woo woo ...... man"

......

Old marshal, how can you be so decent, just leave in one moment, we are here to see you off for the last time, woo woo!" At this time, those guests also ran over with sad faces, and greeted the family members and expressed condolences.

Dugu Zhantian, who was lying in the coffin, smiled slightly, and said in his heart that these old guys are quite righteous enough, and they are really sad to cry, which shows their respect and reluctance for the old man.

It's just that...... Why hasn't the Yang Alliance Leader arrived yet?

Dugu Zhantian waited a little eagerly, but suddenly heard a loud shout outside the door: Hey, don't cry here, last night the Yang League leader suddenly had an old illness and died. Today's mourning, the Majesties of the Nine Kingdoms have gone. We courtiers don't hurry up and wait to lose our heads. ”

What, the Yang League Master is also dead? Yang League Leader......"

The body shook suddenly, and everyone present was stunned, and then everyone rushed out of the mourning hall of Dugu's house and ran towards the headquarters of the Tianxia Association.

Duguhai and the others also took off their filial piety clothes, dressed up, and prepared to go out to mourn Yang Feng.

Dugu Zhantian suddenly straightened up and roared angrily: Hey, why are you gone. Ah Hai, you are a filial son and grandson, why don't you stay in your grandfather's mourning hall to guard filial piety, where are you going?"

Hey, grandpa, now that my master has died, the whole world has to mourn for my master, who cares about your little thing, I will go to mourn my master. In front of the Master's Spirit, I, the chief disciple, cannot be absent, I have to keep filial piety for him, hehe. ”

After saying that, the brushing lala, and all the people of the Dugu family ran away.

Only Dugu Zhantian was left to sit in the coffin alone, his face was full of grievances, and he complained: "Oh, Lord Yang Meng, I invited you to attend my funeral, why did you do it yourself, and it was the same day as me." Now people are going to mourn you, but they don't come to mourn the old man, the old man's face, alas. ”

At the same time, in the Yelu Mansion of Nanzhao Kingdom, a group of adults who were mourning Yelu Chuxiong suddenly heard that Yang Feng had died, and they all ran away, including the filial sons and grandsons of the Yelu family, and they also hurriedly ran to mourn Yang Feng, who cares about him, the old man.

When Yelu Chuxiong straightened up from the coffin and looked at the empty scene around him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head: Alas, it can't be compared, it can't be compared. Dugu old guy, this time we all lost. Comparing prestige with the leader of the Yang League, isn't this boring!"

The news of Yang Feng's death, in this era of advanced information, was like a cold wind, and it quickly spread to all corners of the world. When everyone heard the news, their bodies trembled and they began to cry bitterly.

Longteng Pavilion, Princess Deyang was in her room, quietly looking at a food box in a daze, this is the food box she has prepared for ten years, and she wants to give it to that person, but because of that person's identity and family, she has not been embarrassed to give it away.

At this time, a maid hurriedly ran in and reported Yang Feng's death, Princess Deyang's body trembled, the food box fell to the ground, and her eyes were unconsciously moist.

Cupi, Alia was happily looking at the land that was gradually recovering its vitality, and suddenly listened to the broadcast on the big screen, and suddenly was stunned on the ground, and couldn't help but cry uncontrollably.

Nanzhao Guo, the granddaughter of the former Taifu, Gao Xiangxiang, the current first-generation female minister of Nanzhao, was about to go to the Wind Thunder Emperor to greet the queen, by the way, to see if the person in his heart still remembered the agreement of the year, but suddenly heard the news of Yang Feng's death, and immediately the corners of his mouth deflated, and he couldn't help crying: Liar, you said that when I grow up, you will come to marry me, why do you suddenly ...... Woooooooo

......

This day, after all, is a dark day, and Yang Feng, the co-owner of the world who brought peace and economic prosperity to the people of the world, has left them forever.

While mourning in pain, the people also held Yang Feng to the highest godhood, the eternal god in their hearts. This has nothing to do with the Holy Fire Cult anymore, the people just recognize this person......