Chapter 597: Instantly turned white
Chu Changgeng died.
Their faction is almost equivalent to the loss of the backbone of the main body.
He felt that his whole world was about to collapse.
As for Tang Mulan - Tang Qing's beloved daughter, and she is a concubine!
I can't explain this!
He and Tang Qing have worked together for many years and have a lot of friendship. Tang Qing handed over a pair of children, including Tang Muyan and Tang Mulan, to his Immortal Pavilion.
As a result, not only did she fail to make Tang Mulan an excellent alchemist, but she failed to protect her, allowing her to die so miserably!
It's simply ......
"No!" He shook his head and stepped back.
Yu Zhujun only thought that Taihong didn't believe it, and the corners of his lips hooked up a squirming smile, and said, "Vice President of Tangtai, this can't be allowed for you not to believe it." I resisted vomiting and brought back the two skinned people. ”
As he spoke, he threw out an earthy yellow Qiankun ring.
This ring is specially used to hold the corpses of Chu Changgeng and Tang Mulan, and it is also equipped with Tang Mulan, the other two freshman team mates.
A thought.
Chu Changgeng's human skin, Tang Mulan's human skin, Tai Yan'er's corpse, Xiao An's corpse.
The word was displayed and appeared in front of the eyes of Taihong.
A total of four long human skins.
The outside is skin, and the inside is a thin layer of flesh. From the outside, you can vaguely identify the original facial features and skin appearance, and then distinguish who is who.
Chu Changgeng's human skin is the best to recognize, because the bridge of his nose is particularly high, there is a mole on his face, and he is tall and has a lot of skin.
Now, it can be confirmed 200% that the second prince is dead!
Skinned and killed by the bone demon!
Tang Mulan also died.
Even his own niece and nephew, Tantai Yan'er, died!
The third team member, Xiao An, is not an idle person, but from an ancient family of immortal cultivators, who came all the way to Xuanwu Academy for further study, and it is said that he has a little relationship with an elder of the academy who has been in retreat for a long time.
It's tricky!
Heartache and death are no longer enough to describe the current state of Taihong.
He felt like a deformed lump of flesh that had just been aborted from his womb, bloody, and fell into this dark and desperate world, full of scarlet, full of darkness in his heart, and he could not see even the slightest light!
He didn't know how long he had been stunned.
I only knew that by the time I regained a little consciousness, my face was already wet.
An old man in his forties cried out in front of so many young people. The old tears are nothing more than that.
"Pavilion Master......"
"Vice Dean ......"
The two official disciples of the Immortal Pavilion felt very uncomfortable when they saw him like this. I want to be comforted, but I don't know what to say.
Losing a disciple, losing a loved one, losing everything.
Their once high-spirited Pavilion Master looked as if he had aged more than ten years overnight, his hair was gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and the ravines and ravines were obvious.
In ancient times, there were people who turned white overnight.
And facts have proved that when a person destroys his heart and liver, hurts his soul, and is really sad to the extreme, and sorrow to the extreme, it is only a matter of two minutes for him to be white.
Tan Taihong turned his head white and looked sad.
He was half-kneeling, in front of the corpses, his head bowed, tears falling down his face, choking and choking.