In the Pope's Hall of Wuhun City, Pope Bibi Dong returned to his old business and sat in the middle of the Pope's Palace. Below, Qiandaoliu, ghosts, Yueguan, Xiongba and other strong people stood in the main hall, and the atmosphere in the hall was gloomy.

"Xiang Wentian, but the outside world has reported that the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall has destroyed the Adventurer's Guild and the First Demon Sect of the Northern Regions to separate from the Hate Sect, I don't know who is behind the scenes, this is to the forefront of my Martial Soul Palace, and now there is no extremely strong person in the Martial Soul Hall to guard it, what should be done in the future, everyone should come up with opinions to deal with this crisis." Bibi Dong frowned.

As soon as Bibi Dong's words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent.

It is not a good thing to have such a great reputation without the protection of the extremely strong. As the saying goes, the wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and the pile will be turbulent if it is higher than the shore current. It's good to be famous, but without a strong person to guard it, it will be a matter of time before it falls.

Bibi Dong said with some anger: "Why are you all dumb, if there is turmoil today, hundreds of sect forces are destroyed every day, if the powerful forces know that the Martial Soul Hall Xiang Wentian is dead, then the Martial Soul Hall will not follow in the footsteps of those sects." Yueguan usually talks the most, do you come up with a solution? ”

Yueguan bowed her head and was silent, her brows furrowed.

Qiandaoliu pondered: "His Majesty's plan for today is to let the Martial Spirit Hall produce a god realm powerhouse. ”

It is impossible for Bibi Dong to show anger towards Qiandaoliu, how to say that Qiandaoliu is also her father-in-law, Bibi Dong said calmly: "Elder, the powerhouse of the Divine Realm is indeed the number one master in the Martial Spirit Palace, but in the entire continent, it is just the existence of the bottom. ”

The ghost pondered: "Your Majesty the Pope, Wentian once had a few friends above the God Realm, if we draw them to the Martial Soul Palace, then wouldn't our Martial Soul Hall have a strong person above the Divine Realm." ”

Bibi Dong sneered: "Xiang Wentian is no longer there, people must be cold when they leave, do you think they will agree?" ”

There are all kinds of different opinions, but none of them can solve the current crisis.

Today is the seventh day of Xiang Wentian, and everyone in the Shrek team and a cadre went back after burning the paper money for Xiang Wentian.

In the evening, Ma Hongjun sat in front of Xiang Wentian's grave, took out two roast chickens, six pork legs, twenty catties of beef, and two barrels of wine from the storage soul guide, and cried while eating: "Brother Tian! If you leave, there will be no one to protect your brother, what will you do in the future, I am still waiting for you to tell me about my daughter-in-law, but the only thing that makes me happy is that I don't have to pay back the money I owe you. ”

Ma Hongjun cried while eating, but he didn't shed tears, and he didn't know if he was really sad or fake sad, and after a while, the food and wine brought by Ma Hongjun let him eat alone.

Ma Hongjun said: "Brother Tian! You won't be able to eat these food and drinks anyway, and it's a waste to burn them for you, so brother, I'll help you solve it. I drew two roast chickens, three pigs, and a cow for you on paper, and I'll burn them for you now, and you can enjoy them below! ”

I saw Ma Hongjun set the crumpled white paper on fire and burned it in front of Xiang Wentian's grave. At this time, Ma Hongjun felt that someone was filming him. Ma Hongjun didn't reply, and said, "Don't make trouble!" Don't you see that I'm burning paper for Brother Tian? ”

"You burned the pigs, horses, cattle and sheep for me, and I will come and take them away."

At this time, Ma Hongjun intuitively felt a familiar voice coming from behind, and hurriedly looked back, not knowing if he didn't know, Ma Hongjun's soul was directly frightened by this look, his scalp was numb, the heat was flowing out of his crotch, and he didn't know that the foreign object in his crotch fell.

Xiang Wentian saw that Ma Hongjun's frightened urine not only came out, but even the was pulled out, his face was pale and frightened.

When Xiang Wentian saw this, he understood in his heart: Ma Hongjun must have regarded me as a ghost, forget it, don't scare him, people may really scare people to death. So he said to Wentian: "Hongjun, I'm not dead, the coffin in this tomb is empty, don't you know that the tomb was blown up two days ago?" ”

Xiang Wentian said this. Ma Hongjun walked up to Xiang Wentian tremblingly, touched Xiang Wentian's arm, and said excitedly: "There is temperature!" It's alive! Brother Tian, you're really not dead! ”

Xiang Wentian said as a matter of course: "Of course I didn't die, do you still hope that I won't die." ”

"No, no, no! Brother Tian, how could I hope you die! Brother Tian, don't you know, when our Shrek team saw your grave blown up, I was so angry that I was furious, but we searched for a whole day and couldn't find who the murderer was, so we buried your grave again. Brother Tian, let's go! Let us tell them the news that you are alive as soon as possible, and make them happy too. Ma Hongjun said excitedly.

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