"If you've seen enough, please leave." Finally, the white one opened his mouth to speak, and his voice was cold, almost from hell.

Now, Yan Xuanfeng saw a group of eunuchs passing in front of him, this eunuch took the lead in Feng Gonggong, obviously Feng Gonggong passed in front of him, obviously Feng Gonggong saw him, but he ignored himself and went towards his corpse.

Now, everything in front of him made Yan Xuanfeng finally understand that he was dead.

He looked at his palm, the palm was translucent, as for the group of people coming and going next to him, this group of people went towards the corpse unhurriedly, and Gonggong Feng caressed the corpse and cried bitterly - "Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, why did you die young, why, why?" ”

Gonggong Feng cried and broke his liver and intestines, and someone passed in front of them, no, to be exact, someone passed through their souls without any obstacles. Towards the distance, for a while, the imperial city was lively, and the cries of people shook the sky.

The emperor made people murder, what a big change.

The ghost next to him sneered, pulled hard, and the iron chain was tied to Yan Xuanfeng's wrist, he stumbled and barely fell, but after all, he still held back, "I'm Xie Bi'an." The white self-introduction, "I am black and white, now, what happened, you can't be unclear, right?" ”

"Your Majesty, your longevity is over, otherwise you wouldn't have met us, okay, go ahead, don't continue watching." It was someone else who spoke.

Xie Bi'an, Fan is not saved, this is a pair of difficult brothers, where these two go, is where death goes, he understands everything now, does he still need to explain? No, no, no, he closed his eyes and nodded mumbly, mechanically following behind them.

The two of them continued to walk forward, and then the figure became ethereal, and they entered a barren land, which was still the capital just now, but now? Yan Xuanfeng looked around, and saw a large vast desert in front of him, and there was nothing in the desert.

Stepping on the fine yellow sand, the three of them went back and forth, unhurriedly, and I don't know how long they have traveled in such an endless yellow sand, and finally arrived at the destination, but it seems that they have been walking for more than ten years.

The strange thing is that Yan Xuanfeng didn't feel sleepy, not even a strange feeling at all, he walked forward and saw a tall city in front of him, which was exactly the same as the human world, but it condensed a gloomy mist.

Seeing this, Yan Xuanfeng almost understood that this was the Netherworld.

There was the sound of a ghost crying wolf, and there was a phosphorus fire in front of him, and the burning phosphorus fire was like a malicious eye, floating around him, and here he was, having basically accepted the arrangement of fate.

Along the way, he was thinking about it, and gradually understood the whole story. Yes, yes, he let people assassinate him, but who killed him? At first, there was a fault in the memory, but soon, the pictures of Yoshimitsu Katayu were interspersed.

As a result, one picture after another was formed in my mind, and these pictures were connected one by one, and the facts were completely restored.

"Yan Xuanfeng, you still don't love me after all, I pour out my heart and lungs for you, I will never leave you, but what about you, you have never looked at me squarely, you have never."

"Yan Xuanfeng, you are ungrateful, you are difficult to be a subordinate, you just won't like me, you won't, so ......"

So, the annoyed woman grabbed the dagger and gave herself a knife. It was this knife that resulted in his own life! Yan Xuanfeng looked at his chest, there was a scar on his chest, but it didn't hurt anymore, yes, how could it still hurt?

The previous Yan Xuanfeng was a flesh and blood body, a flesh and blood body, and he was naturally more sensitive to external stimuli, but now, he is already an ethereal ghost, and now Yan Xuanfeng is just a soul, a soul.

Therefore, the soul is not aware of anything, and when Yan Xuanfeng raised his head, he saw that in front of him was the ghost city of Xudu, which was a big character of flowing gold and stone, shining and hanging above his head.

Yan Xuanfeng sighed, his life is over like this, everything is over, the ghost almost smiled and went inside, Yan Xuanfeng followed the black and white impermanence to the inside, this is hell, hell is the same as described in the world.

Yan Xuanfeng saw that many people were crying, some people were reluctant to leave when they looked behind them on the lookout platform, some people were drinking forgetful water, some people were wearing shackles and locks, looking embarrassed, and everyone looked unwilling.

Where in this world can there be a person who can calmly measure death? Although, when it comes to death, there is nothing to be afraid of, when we are young, we are carefree, we don't know what death is, and we can't appreciate the fear of death.

In middle age, we are busy, our hearts are in service, and we have no time to think about the relationship between ourselves and the universe.

In old age, people's lives are coming to an end, but at this moment, they really begin to cherish life, and finally know the relationship between life and individuals.

Although, each of us comes to the world this time, we still have to leave after all, but death is to catch us off guard, we can arrange all the relationships, but death, we can't arrange it anyway.

Yan Xuanfeng is dead, now Yan Xuanfeng has untied the shackles and shackles on his hands and feet, there is no pain, but he feels uncomfortable, Yan Xuanfeng followed the bull head and horse towards the main hall, and there are Yama Wangye sitting in the main hall, and there are ten Yama Wangye in total.

Nine of them are like sculptures, and they don't say a word at all, only one, King Qin Guang, King Qin Guang saw His Royal Highness's words, and twitched his eyebrows, "Who is Your Highness, why don't you worship when you see the widow?" ”

"I am the emperor of the world, I came to you for some reason, I have ......" Yan Xuanfeng still can't accept the reality that he has died. Looking into his chest, "Am I dead?" ”

"Let's check the book of life and death." Lord Yama looked at the judge next to him, the judge nodded, and immediately went to look through it, it was dark here.

As for the other world, Gonggong Feng cried and cried, and this cry soon gathered into a river in the imperial capital, everyone knew that Yan Xuanfeng was dead, what a terrifying thing it was, Yan Xuanfeng went to the imperial garden at night and was killed.

Now, at the scene of the murder, the dagger that killed Yan Xuanfeng is still next to it, as for Yan Xuanfeng himself, it is already cold, and all this proves that it is over, Yan Xuanfeng is dead.

So, who is the great ruler of the future imperial capital? Will there be a war in the imperial court because of this, will the army mutiny because of this, and will there be a series of reactions in the imperial capital? People can't imagine it.

Assan-sang watched Yan Xuanfeng pull the dagger out of his heart, in this way, he would inevitably die, and now Asa-sang must leave Yanxuanfeng in order to save Yan Xuanfeng.

Otherwise, they will mistakenly think that Yan Xuanfeng was killed by themselves, and in this way, they will have no hope of helping Yan Xuanfeng at all. The current Assan-sang is also very painful, after all, Yan Xuanfeng's death was such an accident.

After all, she is just an ordinary woman, and if she wants to pour wine and talk about Feng, where can she be?

Asa-san wants to find his master, but how easy is it? Not to mention Guan Shan's delivery, is Master willing to help? Will Master stand by or be helpful? This is another unknown, and now Assan-san is caught in an absolute contradiction and can't extricate himself.