Saying that, Liu Meiyan left with her disciples, Bai Yunfu had a little helplessness in his eyes, and returned to the hare slope with the imperial tomb guards.

Liu Meiyan looked unhappy, she had a bad attack in front of the princess just now, and now she left this Hengyang Mountain, muttering and complaining all the way.

"Senior sister in charge, what kind of family are you angry about? The princess was about to arrest her uncle just now, why didn't you come forward to intercede?" The disciple looked at Liu Meiyan muttering, and then stepped forward to persuade him.

"Don't you see it? As soon as we arrived at this Hengyang Mountain, this eldest princess kept looking at me, if it weren't for the fact that we have many disciples in Liuyemen, it is estimated that I would have been taken down on the spot. Liu Meiyan shouted angrily, eager to draw the sword at her waist and rush out to slash and kill.

"Be quiet, senior sister, be careful that the wall has ears, we are still criminals, and we will inevitably take on the role when the time comes!" The disciple next to him looked left and right, and then waved his hand and said comfortingly.

"It's okay! This court doesn't come out of Mingjun, let's go back to Liuyemen, so that we can practice our kung fu, instead of throwing our heads and spilling blood to this mediocre court, it is better to go home and live in peace, let's go!" Liu Meiyan thought of this princess, and she didn't get angry.

I saw that after this Willow Leaf Sect disciple left, a head poked out of the woods, so he nodded and smiled, turned around and left.

The streets of this inner city are now under curfew, and the depression after the war is full of streets, lying and sitting under the eaves of refugees who have fled.

Songbai took this Chunlan and looked at the hungry refugees all the way, and suddenly felt ashamed in his heart, so he took out the scattered silver taels, went to the bun shop to buy a steamed bun, and went towards the refugees.

"Folks, you are all hungry! Here are the steamed buns that have just come out of the cage, hurry up and eat some! There are too many people, one person or two will not take much, leave a little for others, come! Chunlan, you can hand them one by one!" Songbai waved his hand to the refugees under the eaves, and then they swarmed around.

Seeing the refugees holding steaming steamed buns and squatting under the eaves, Songbai felt a little relieved, patted Chunlan's shoulder, and walked towards the Nancheng County Ya.

I just arrived at the gate of the county government, and I saw that the ground was full of white confetti, and the eight guards with knives standing at the door were also listless at the moment.

"What's going on? There are not many people on the street, and I haven't heard the sound of blowing and beating, is there something wrong with this county lord?"

"The young man is back! Hurry back to the house to rest! The county lord has an explanation before leaving, if you don't have time to come back, go back to the house to rest first, if you really want to do your best, let you go to Huang Songgang on the outskirts of Nancheng, and send the prince on this last journey!"

"Let's go! Let's go to this Huangsonggang first! No wonder there is no one inside or outside this mansion, it turns out that they are going to the funeral!" Songbai took this Liuyemen disciple and headed towards the outskirts of this southern city.

I saw that as soon as I left the southern city, a person's head poked out from the corner of the street, and then a group of black-clothed people rushed out, sneakily and shrank back.

The scenery on the outskirts of the southern city is unusually beautiful, surrounded by green mountains in the distance, and bamboo forests and streams nearby, which makes people forget the hustle and bustle of the city, and everything returns to tranquility.

The pine and cypress took Chunlan's right hand and went straight to the yellow pine hill, only to see that the thorns on the hillside were dense, and from time to time there were hares coming out, and the trees stood half a meter apart, and the birds sang happily on the trees, everything was so quiet and natural.

The two of them finally climbed halfway up the mountain, only to see the scenery below appear in front of them, and they couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy!

"Don't say it! They really know how to pick a place, it's remote and quiet, it's a good place, it's a good choice to have a mountain and ascites. Chunlan pointed to the babbling stream at the foot of the mountain and said.

"Hahaha! This person lives a lifetime, no matter how beautiful he was in life, as long as he is buried here! This heart will be completely calmed, and he no longer has to worry about this world, he will fight back and forth in life, and in the end it will still be a handful of loess, hey! Sad!"

"Hey, don't say it! Let's go up quickly! Looking at the money and paper scattered on the ground, they should be in front of here, wait for us to deal with this place, but look for Yuejing and them, and then leave this place!" Chunlan patted Songbai's shoulder, and the two turned around and walked towards the top of the slope.

I saw the sound of suona in my ears, and the scattered money and paper flew in the sky, and suddenly a burst of firecrackers rang out in unison.

"Hurry up! It should be about to fall to the ground, let's hurry up, lest this Xining county lord blame. Songbai then took Chunlan's hand, and the two of them quickly climbed to the top of the slope.

I saw a group of people in front of me, all with white filial piety scarves, kneeling on the ground, and suddenly crying, crying and crying!

The pine and cypress then came to the back slope, only to see that there was a deep pit dug on the ground, and everyone put the coffin down in this pit and left, and suddenly the dust returned to the dust, and a handful of yellow mud went down, and the prince who died in a foreign country was buried in a hurry.

I saw that the crowd dispersed one after another, and some people came to the funeral to pass by, and Songbai vaguely heard: "This prince is also pitiful enough, this cemetery is so big, there is no burial or anything, hey! I'm afraid that this tomb robber also dislikes this prince?"

Song Bai just wanted to say something, but found that someone patted him on the shoulder, so he turned his head, and it turned out to be Zhu Zaihuang, the lord of Xining!

"Don't pay attention to them! Brother Wang hurriedly buried, we are guests who have gone to other places, where are there any treasures to accompany the burial, but this is fine, those tomb robbers in the province beat his idea, and when the time comes, it will be even more sad to give the violent corpse wilderness!" Zhu Zaihuang shook his head and sighed.

"The county lord's day mourns and changes! This person can't be resurrected from death, and I promise to find out the murderer for you, and I will definitely ask him to pay for his blood debt when the time comes!" Song Bai then supported Zhu Zaihuang and said comfortingly.

"Go back! I have told the guards at this gate to come back and rest in peace, it must be that they are talking, so they bothered you to make a trip, thank you for your heart?" This Zhu Zaihuang waved his hand to signal everyone to return, and walked towards the foot of the Huangsonggang slope.

The sky suddenly darkened, and suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and the wind howled through the trees on the top of the mountain, as if they were about to fall over.

Zhu Zaihuang suddenly stumbled forward, his feet trembled, and he suddenly fell down and rolled down towards the foot of the slope......