The eyes of the "spirit" genus had been rubbed on the ground by Yi Miao and were covered with sand and blood, and he could only barely open a gap, and Xuan Chen immediately saw that in the illusion, the person with his back to him was the Lord of Fenglin City. She pursed her lips and shouted softly: "Master Taishi......"

The wind came behind the city lord, and suddenly a large blood stain bloomed.

Xuan Chen, who instantly understood what he had said, was frightened and cried: "Master Taishi! ”

In front of Master Taishi, it was the second master who was holding a knife into his heart, and next to him stood the frightened Gongziyi, and the admiral Li who had just returned to the city to report on his work, as if he had expected everything, and smiled mysteriously.

The second old man glared angrily: "Big brother, you admit it, you have never received the dream of the Golden Crow God, you are not worthy of being the lord of Fenglin City, whether it is Yang'er, Ji'er, or any of your children, they are not pure bloods of Taishi." The position of the city lord will be given to Yu'er! ”

Where did Gongzi think that his father would really assassinate his uncle in order to seize the throne, he grabbed his father in surprise and shouted, "Daddy, what are you doing?" Uncle, uncle! Wake up, hold on! ”

The second old man pulled away his son, his hands holding the dagger were full of blood, and he trembled: "Big brother, big brother, I have respected and supported you for many years, you are the eldest son, I will give my sister to you, and make your match made in heaven, you don't want it." Then you don't want a pure-blood heir, and you don't want the position of city lord. No wonder I am, it was you who gave up everything, you gave up the Golden Crow God. ”

Master Taishi fell in a pool of blood.

The second old man muttered like a demon: "The Golden Crow God also abandoned you and didn't give you dreams. Blame no one else, blame yourself. I killed you, not for myself, nor for the sake of fighting for power and position for Yu'er, but the Fenglin City Lord should have been Yu'er! ”

Xuan Chen vomited blood blisters, and his throat, which was tightly jammed by Yi Miao, could barely speak: "Don't ...... Don't kill him......"

Yi Miao leaned close to Xuan Chen's ear and said softly: "Don't forget, it was you who said it yourself: 'Before sunset, three people died', and it was Master Taishi himself who felt that he was one of them." ”

The old man in the pool of blood quickly lost his breath, the second old man was covered in blood, hugged his son and was so excited that he went crazy, venting his depression for many years, and shouted loudly: "The lord of Fenglin City is you, it's my sister-in-law!" ”

The female ghost in the red wedding dress who was hiding in the dark sighed lightly, looked at Master Taishi, who had hated him all his life in a pool of blood, and muttered: "I finally saw you end up with a tragic death." My wish has finally been fulfilled. But Lang Jun, if you had listened to my advice earlier, you wouldn't have ...... like this."

Xuan Chen fell to the ground and whimpered.

"The wind is in the city lord transposition, you, the female envoy of the last generation of Jinwu, should also come to an end."

The Lord of the Star Tower looked at the gray night sky for the last time, she really wanted to see the stars hanging in the sky, she wanted to wait until the rooster crowed, the morning glow was full of sky, she wanted to walk in the streets and alleys of the wind in the sun, she really wanted to step out of the Star Tower, smell the fireworks, and taste all kinds of snacks in the wind city. I once heard Qi Bei recommend the greasy Fengji xiaolongbao, and she was very disdainful, but now, she wants to taste it a little.

She slowly closed her eyes.

O Golden Crow God...... Disciple Xuan Chen, there is nothing he can do.

Yi Miao recited a spell and sealed Xuan Chen's "spirit" in the cold body on the top floor of the Star Tower.

"How to dispose of your corpse, leave it to the new city lord." Yi Miao opened her arms, took a deep and long breath, looked at the childe in the illusion, and said with a smile, "This childe is not bad, a little ruffian, and can be trained." ”

The spirits of the goldfish clan roam around Yi Miao to celebrate the birth of the new Golden Crow Envoy.

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The banner array around the Star Tower all collapsed. Yi Miao's "spirit" floating in the air circled around the top of the tower a few times, and determined that on the cold ground at the top of the Star Tower, Xuan Chen's cold body was lying, motionless, like a stone statue, or a person who had been out of breath for a long time.

"Sister Xuanchen, the hatred between us ends here." Yi Miao approached the stiff and immobile corpse of the Star Tower Lord, confirming that the old enemy had no snort, although Xuan Chen was not completely dead at this time, the "spirit" of Xuan Chen sealed in this body could never be released.

And Qi Bei and the others, but they also caught up in time, although they attacked Cui's Mansion with the Lord of the Star Tower, and no one saw her at the end of the battle, so they all thought that this Golden Crow Female Envoy, who lived in a simple place and had a very cold temper, must have returned to the Star Tower early in the morning. Qi Bei Xiaosha didn't dare to disturb rashly, Xu Yi was seriously injured, and he didn't have the strength to climb the tower for advice for a while.

As a result, Xuan Chen's "spirit" genus could never get out of his body, and it was impossible to convey a message of requesting rescue to anyone, and no one found out about his death.

Soon after, the old man Taishi really died under the ice blade of his younger brother and the second master as in the fantasy world of Yi Miao's show, and the second master elected his son Gongzi to become the lord of the new city, and burned the Star Tower, completely burning Xuan Chen's body and the soul sealed in it. Since then, there is no longer this golden crow envoy who has silently guarded Fenglin City for more than ten years.

A ten-year-long contest that began when Xuan Chen was born finally ended with Yi Miao's victory.

"yes, yes." The fear of being abandoned and buried alive by the clansmen, the suffocation when buried in the ground, and the incomparably deep and angry grievances and unwillingness that have fermented into ten years were all released at this moment.

She glanced at her sister's corpse again, listened attentively, and seemed to be able to hear the little spiritual power that Xuan Chen had left imprisoned in the body that could no longer move, crying in despair, "Yi Miao, the wind in the city cannot be destroyed, if you still have a little bit of the Golden Crow God, let me out."

"No," Yi Miao corrected slowly, word by word, "the golden crow envoy of the wind in the city is me. ”

Yi Miao's "spirit" is floating away from the Star Tower, although there is no Miss Cui's body as a host, but there is also Lord Li in the naval camp.

"When the time comes, let the new Fenglin City Lord completely destroy the soul in your body that cannot be liberated."

The last candle in the Tower of Stars was blown out by the wind. Cui Ning's corpse could no longer be used, Yi Miao disappeared, and re-entered the body of Lord Li of the Navy.

In Cui's house, Yu Hui finally took back control of the crows. He sadly stroked the dexterous bird, and together they went to find his sister, who had been used all his life and ended up in a tragic death. Seeing Cui Ning's body lying on the ground, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Suddenly, everyone heard a child's crying voice from behind them: "Bad! Bad! Coagulate...... Sister...... You...... You guys...... Kill ...... Sister Ning! ”

"Oops, it's the Seven-Tails."

Yu Hui screamed badly. When he was young, Nanao and Ning'er were the best playmates, and now Nanao has witnessed Cui Ningzhen's real death.