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Zhao Yongzhi's face was shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "Are you sure they all went out?"

"Sure!" the man nodded heavily, "The three guards of the Great Xia Dragon Guard, we have known each other for a long time these days, the middle-aged man who took the lead today, the three guards are all very respectful to him, it must be that Lord of Everything!"

"What about that kid named Chu Qingyun, is he still in the Golden Lion Martial Arts Pavilion?" Zhao Yongzhi continued to ask.

The man continued to nod, "Yes, there are all our people watching inside the Golden Lion Martial Arts, and those Great Xia Dragon Guards should be in a hurry, so I guess I didn't have time to inform him." ”

"Okay, you go down first, keep keeping an eye on me!"

Zhao Yongzhi paused for a moment, and immediately rushed to tell the ancestor of the Zhao family about this important news.

At the same time, in the Yancheng City Lord's Mansion, Chu Yu Dutong and the two special commissioners sat opposite each other, quietly sipping tea, waiting for Chu Qingyun's action tomorrow.

The next day was the day when the Zhao family held a funeral for the three heroes of the Zhao family.

Although the ancestor and head of the Zhao family did not want to be in the limelight in this situation.

However, the three of Zhao Hanfeng, after all, are the best three of the younger generation of the Zhao family, and now they have died together, if they don't hold a big funeral and mourn heavily, it will be too strange, but it will arouse suspicion.

Therefore, for the Zhao family, this funeral must not only be held, but also lively, with beautiful scenery.

On this day, the large and small forces and families in Yancheng basically received an invitation from the Zhao family to attend the funeral of the three heroes of the Zhao family.

And Chu Qingyun and them are also all ready.

Before leaving the Golden Lion Martial Arts Hall, Chu Qingyun opened the metal box that Youyun had given him two days ago.

After the box was forcibly opened, the Yuan Force that played a sealing role in the surface veins immediately dissipated.

A large cloud of crimson flames suddenly erupted from the box, and in an instant, it wrapped Chu Qingyun's entire upper body.

In this flame, Chu Qingyun felt an extremely oppressive aura.

This feeling, although it is not very high in terms of intensity, but the feeling of being suffocated is much stronger than when facing Xia He's fourth-order martial soul!

In the face of the sudden flames, Chu Qingyun's body instinctively surged Yuan Force to defend.

But he soon discovered that although the crimson flame felt terrifying and heart-wrenching, in fact, it didn't cause him any damage, not even a little heat!

The flames come and go as fast as they come.

After about five or six seconds, it quickly dissipated.

Then, Chu Qingyun calmed down, and after careful induction, he really found that there was an extra aura on his body that was obvious, but it did not belong to him.

This, it should be the breath of the Vermilion Bird that those people in the Martial Spirit Hall have been aware of!

Chu Qingyun and Youyun had frequent contact before, and their bodies would be somewhat contaminated, but because the amount was very small, and Chu Qingyun didn't know, he didn't care.

It's like an ordinary person, there will always be some other smell besides their own smell, even if they can distinguish different smells, no one will be bored enough to sniff around all day long, and distinguish and identify the various smells on their body.

But those people in the Wuhun Hall are different, their target is the Vermilion Bird, so if they find a little bit of the Vermilion Bird's breath, they will definitely become as excited as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.

After everything was prepared, Chu Qingyun took out the Thunder Cloud Sword, walked out of the Golden Lion Martial Arts Hall, and walked towards the Zhao family.

Because of the disturbances made by the Great Xia Longwei two days ago, there have been a lot fewer people in the city recently than before.

In addition, today is the funeral of the Zhao family, and many people go to the Zhao Mansion to see the excitement, so there are not many people on the road.

On the Zhao family's mansion, white flowers and black cloths were hung everywhere, looking heavy and sad.

On the plaque at the main entrance, white flowers are also hung, and many wreaths sent by others are piled up at the door.

At the gate, two young sons of the Zhao family, dressed in white filial piety clothes, greeted the guests who entered, and there were five or six guards next to them to help maintain order.

Outside the door, there were a large number of people gathered to watch.

Most of them were some low-level martial artists in the middle and lower echelons of Yancheng, or people like small merchants and hawkers, and the Zhao family naturally wouldn't let them in.

If it was usual, with the arrogance and strength of the Zhao family, they would have been scattered a long time ago.

But now that Daxia Longwei has just left, Yu Wei is still there, and the people of the Zhao family are also trying to keep a low profile, and they dare not cause trouble too much, so they can only watch by them.

A guy with a round body wearing a black robe, black shoes and hat, escorted by two guards, squeezed out of the crowd and arrived at the gate.

"Two sons, mourning, mourning, ......"

The fat man in black forcibly pretended to be extremely sad, took out an invitation from his arms, and handed it to one of them.

The man looked at it, "Ah, it turned out to be Boss Huang, please come in, please come in......"

Not long after Boss Huang entered, the crowd of onlookers was separated again.

This time, before the figure could be seen, the voice passed first.

"Brother Zhao, my own brother, why did you die so miserably......"

A pockmarked face, a young man who looked like a brother, squeezed in with the help of several guards, howled in his throat, and even forced out a few tears.

Not only were the people around him speechless, but even the two young sons of the Zhao family twitched the corners of their mouths, with a helpless expression.

This guy's surname is Liu, and he is the young master of a second-rate family in Yancheng.

I had dinner with Zhao Hanfeng a few times before, and they could barely be regarded as friends with wine and meat, but in fact, they were just nodding friends.

I didn't expect to do this today.

But speechless is speechless, and in their hearts, they are not particularly surprised.

The Zhao family, as the largest force in Yancheng, and the rest of the weaker forces naturally want to cater to them.

In the previous assessment, the Zhao family seemed to be in trouble.

But now that the Great Xia Longwei is gone, they haven't done anything to the Zhao family.

In their opinion, Yancheng will still be the same as before in the future, nothing has changed, and it will still be the Yancheng where the Zhao family covers the sky with one hand.

"Ahem, Liu Gongzi, hurry up and go in......"

They know this person, so they don't need to check any invitations.

"Alas, good, good ......"

Liu Gongzi wiped his tears again, let people put down the two wreaths he brought, and walked in.

At this time, Chu Qingyun also arrived.

After easily squeezing through the crowd, I walked to the door and was about to go inside.

"Stop, boy, where's your invitation?" Of the two people at the door, one of them stretched out his hand to stop Chu Qingyun.

When they saw Chu Qingyun's face, he shouldn't be a big man in Yancheng, and he was dressed very ordinarily, so there was no politeness between his words.