Mei Qinghan's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble, thinking of the blood-red half of the sky just now, his heart sank, and the teacup slipped down before it reached his lips, making a crisp clanging sound.

"Master, it's not good, Jin Songzun sacrificed the Blood Spirit Array in order to suppress the resentful spirits, and Zhizhuzun was also killed by the resentful spirits. The girl wiped her tears and gave a heartbroken report.

"What about them?" Mei Qinghan tried his best to keep his composure, but his voice was still a little trembling.

"It's already on the way, and it should be almost there now. ”

"Okay, the deity already knows, go back!" Mei Qinghan waved her hand lightly, she who had always been cold couldn't resist the sadness in her heart, and sat down on the wooden chair.

"Master,"

"The deity is fine, let's go!"

The girl wanted to comfort her again, but found that Mei Qinghan kept waving her hand and had no choice but to retreat.

............

"Welcome Jin Songzun and Zhizhu Zun back to the mountain. ”

On the Twilight Creek school grounds, rows of Twilight disciples were kneeling in unison, leaving a wide aisle in the middle. They looked compassionate and heartbroken, except for Mei Qinghan, who was standing in front of the door of the Qingyue Palace, everyone else was wearing linen and filial piety.

There are two sets of eight-lift coffins before and after, in addition to Zhu Yuanzhi's body, there is also an empty coffin, although Cheng Jin did not even leave the body, but the coffin still has to be had.

Cheng Xiaorou and Ji Nuan and their entourage silently followed behind the coffin, with sadness on their faces that could not be concealed.

The Qingyue Hall had already hung up white silk, and all around were miserable white, and as far as the eye could see, it was all dead and silent.

The coffin was finally placed in the Qingyue Palace, and with the sound of the coffin falling to the ground, everyone's hearts sank, and they all raised their eyes to look at the coffin, and from time to time a few disciples were sobbing softly.

Mei Qinghan: "Get up!" Jin Songzun and Zhizhuzun subdued the resentful spirits with their lives, not to make you languishing and compassionate. Rather, it is to tell us that for the sake of the Great Dao and for the sake of justice, there is no fear of death! Although they are dead, they have lived in our hearts for a long time, for the sake of the twilight stream, for the sake of the world, you must not cry!"

"Yes, Han Meizun. Hearing this, everyone got up, wiped the tears from their faces, and stared at the coffin with firm eyes.

Cheng Xiaorou walked into the Qingyue Hall step by step. Every step of the way makes people feel pity, Duxi has lost two elders at once, and Cheng Xiaorou, as Cheng Jin's only daughter, has a heavier burden on her than anyone else.

Cheng Xiaorou took the lead in kneeling on the ground, without a trace of expression on her face, hiding all her sadness in her heart: "Please rest assured, Rou'er will guard Duxi and protect the peace of the world." ”

Tang Yanyan's heart is like a knife, she doesn't cry or make trouble, but her appearance is even more worrying. I secretly made a decision: From now on, I will practice seriously and protect everything that my senior sister cares about.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, the dead are gone, and the living have to go on.

............

In the next few days, people from all walks of life came to mourn, and Cheng Xiaorou still knelt on the ground and thanked the visitors!

In the past few days, she has not slept or eaten, and she has lost most of her weight. Almost everyone felt sorry for her and comforted her, but she still did so, and even refused to answer their words for a while.

At night, after Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen finished putting on a pillar of incense, they comforted again: "Senior sister, don't torture yourself anymore, you have been kneeling for three days and three nights, sleepless, eating and drinking." How can you guard Dusk Creek like this, I'm afraid that before the master and them mourn, you will die. ”

The more Ji Nuan spoke, the more excited she became, and in the end she almost cried and yelled.

Cheng Xiaorou was still unmoved, didn't even raise her head, and mechanically threw the paper money into the brazier one by one.

Tang Yanyan was slowly approaching with a bowl of white porridge, in the past three days, he took the trouble to cook all kinds of meals by himself, although Cheng Xiaorou didn't eat a bite, and he didn't even reply, but he was still happy.

"Senior sister, I know you don't have much appetite, I cooked white porridge today, you can eat a little bit! People are iron rice and steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, you haven't eaten for three days, you must be very hungry, you can enjoy your face and taste it!"

Cheng Xiaorou was stunned and continued to move.

"Cheng Xiaorou, I look down on you, isn't it just that my father died, what's the big deal. Look at me and Song Wangchen, who is not the death of both parents, if they are like you, then we will die a long time ago. As you are now, Jin Songzun will not be at ease in the spirit of the sky, you think that you are torturing yourself, you look at us, look at Tang Yanyan, and then look at Shizun and those senior brothers and sisters, who of them are not afraid of you, if you have this ability to bear it, then you will simply starve to death!"

Ji Nuan was still angry after scolding, and lifted the white porridge and threw it on the ground, and the porcelain bowl shattered.

Ji Nuan's sudden temper scared both Song Wangchen and Tang Yanyan, but no one said anything.

Cheng Xiaorou trembled, her strong sadness made her frown, two crystal clear tears slipped quietly, she got up suddenly, but fell backwards because of dizziness and numbness in her legs.

Tang Yanyan quickly stepped forward to help her: "Senior sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Ji Nuan is right, as the daughter of the head of Duxi River, I shouldn't be so useless, I'll go eat. ”

Cheng Xiaorou, with the support of Tang Yanyan, slowly walked out of the Qingyue Palace.

Ji Nuan looked at the fragments of white porridge and porcelain bowls all over the floor and began to clean up the fragments. scolded Cheng Xiaorou, which can be regarded as fighting poison with poison, at least she is willing to eat.

"Hiss", Ji Nuan couldn't help but cry out in pain, and his right hand had been cut shallowly.

"Why are you so careless?" Song Wangchen hurriedly took her hand, looking at the blood gushing out of his fingertips, he frowned deeply, and put it in his mouth without thinking much and sucked it gently.

"Forget the dust, I'm fine, I accidentally wandered just now. Ji Nuan withdrew his hand between words, and looked at him embarrassedly, this is a mourning hall, how can he desecrate the undead so much.

"Why do you always think about others and don't care about your own safety?"

Ji Nuan hurriedly got up: "How can I have it? Besides, how can Senior Sister be someone else?"

Song Wangchen stopped talking, as far as he was concerned, except for Ji Nuan, everyone else was someone else. He began to pick up the pieces on the ground, turned and walked out of the Qingyue Temple.

"Forget Chen," Ji Nuan called softly, Song Wangchen still didn't answer, she knew that he was angry.

............

Cheng Xiaorou returned to the room, pretended to be casual and drank a bowl of white porridge, and after sending Tang Yanyan away, she began to squat on the side of the bed again, burying her head and crying.

I don't know when Mei Qinghan walked in and patted her on the shoulder: "Rou'er, this is Mo Xiao, how many children of the family have your mother used it to sweep away, and it has subdued countless demons and eliminated demons, and it will be yours in the future." ”

Cheng Xiaorou raised her head, wiped away the tears on her face, and got up to take Mo Xiao: "Master, what kind of person is my mother, why did Uncle Shi seal the sword, and my father ......?"

"Rou'er, I know you have doubts, the three of them were not wrong back then, if you want to blame, you can only blame the creation of people. Your mother was cold and arrogant all her life, and her last wish before dying was to fade away her pride and exchange your tenderness for a lifetime. As for your father, the person who can activate the Blood Spirit Array is naturally the purest and most upright person in the world, what else do you have to doubt?"

"Master, my father is gone, what should I do? I'm afraid I don't have the ability to protect Dusk Creek, let alone protect the world. Cheng Xiaorou was sad from the heart, and tears slipped down again.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, not to be worthy of heaven and earth, but to be worthy of the heart!" Mei Qinghan patted her on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the room.

Don't seek to be worthy of heaven and earth, but to be worthy of your heart! Cheng Xiaorou suddenly became enlightened, pulled out Mo Xiao and glanced at it, and quickly retracted it into the sheath.

"Please rest assured that my father and mother, Cheng Xiaorou swore to the sky, in this life, for the sake of Duxi and the world, Rou'er will definitely destroy every demon, punish every evil, and destroy every demon. ”

The next day, Cheng Xiaorou still appeared on the school field wearing linen and filial piety, but at this time, her eyes were firm, and she became more and more calm with every step. She seems to have grown up a lot overnight, and she has a more powerful demeanor without anger.

Every day from the beginning of the hour, people came to mourn from time to time, but they did not see Tang Shihai and Yu Yuanyang, and they did not even see their protégés.

Duxi lost two elders overnight, leaving only one female and some young juniors, which is undoubtedly an opportunity for the Xuancheng Tang clan and the Yu clan on Changyu Island, which are as famous as Duxi, a good opportunity to ascend to the top and become the head of a hundred gates.

People in the world are selfish, and for thousands of years, the Twilight Creek Sect has been at the head of the Immortal Gate, not only because they destroyed the fox clan for thousands of years, but also because the heads of the past generations of Twilight Creek are not mediocre people, and the vision of picking apprentices is even more unique.

But in the past few years, Duxi's reputation has not been as good as before, and there have been things about Mo Yun and Zhu Changqin, plus the immortal death of Cheng Jin and Zhu Yuanzhi, this opportunity to ascend to the top has finally come.

............

The mourning lasted seven days, and finally it was time for mourning. Early this morning, all the Duxi disciples knelt down on the school grounds, and Mei Qinghan and Cheng Xiaorou walked slowly to the Qingyue Hall with sixteen disciples. After seven days of precipitation, Cheng Xiaorou's face no longer had a sad color, but was more determined.

"Wait~"

Just as Mei Qinghan was about to speak, Tang Shihai and Yu Yuanyang walked in quickly. As if they had made an appointment, the two of them suddenly appeared at the last moment of the mourning, which was undoubtedly a kind of contempt for Twilight, but also to show their status.

Tang Shihai: "There are many things in Hanmeizun and Tang's family, and Shihai is only coming at this moment, I don't want to almost miss the funeral of Jinsongzun and Zhizhuzun, it's really ashamed!"

Yu Yuanyang: "Yes! Han Meizun and Yuanyang are also stumped by everything, ashamed, ashamed!"

Both of them were humbled and apologized respectfully, but a discerning person could see that they were doing it on purpose.

Mei Qinghan naturally knew it in his heart, but it was not easy to attack: "The fact that Sect Master Tang and Lord Yu Island can come is to give Qinghan a big face, and please ask the two of them to worship first, so as not to miss the auspicious time." ”

The two glanced at each other, put on the pillar incense one after another, and made a sad look to help Cheng Xiaorou's shoulder, which was regarded as silent comfort.

Cheng Xiaorou still didn't have any expression, returned the salute to the two of them, and then continued to look at the two coffins on the mourning hall.

"From,"

Mei Qinghan gave an order, and the sixteen disciples divided into two pairs in an orderly manner and lifted the two coffins.

"Okay,"

Mei Qinghan and Cheng Xiaorou were the first to walk out of the Qingyue Palace, followed by sixteen disciples carrying the coffin, Zijian and Song Wangchen got up and followed, and then Ji Nuan, Yu Man and others behind them, and instantly formed a mighty white dragon.

The coffins of Cheng Jin and Zhu Yuanzhi were placed on the half cliff of Duxi Mountain, which was the empty burial place of the elders of the past dynasties, and there were more than 100 coffins of different colors on the half cliff.

After being properly settled, all the disciples knelt down one after another, shouted "Send Jin Songzun, Zhizhu Zun" and then returned the same way, and a generation of heroes fell.