In the capital, the people gathered together to discuss something, and at the same time peeked towards a place, where the crying was noisy, the white cloth and white lanterns swayed in the direction of the wind, and the heroic spirit of the past was gone, that was the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Senior brother, I'll drop a senior brother, why did you leave us alone! I still want to ask you for swordsmanship and ask you for advice!"

"Senior brother~ You died so miserably! That little slut let me catch him, and I won't let him go!Woo wow~~"

"I'm pitiful and take a bear, and my mother will drink you too much, and I'm going back to you. ”

The crying in the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion was noisy, and everyone mourned Ye Tianxin to cry bitterly, as for who really missed and who was acting on the spot, it is unknown, if it weren't for the four big characters of the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion engraved on the door plate, it is estimated that some people would mistakenly think that they had entered the troupe, and the acting skills were too realistic.

In the lobby of the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion, a coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and inside was Ye Tianxin, who was lying quietly, and there were blood beads that kept flowing out of the seven orifices a few days ago, and it was also cleaned after entering the funeral. The lobby was full of crying, Ye Shengxin sat in the position of the hall master without saying a word, the owner of the Sacred Heart Hall of Fenghua I turned white overnight, he thought about who he would fail to compete with and was killed or what happened to him, his son worked hard to catch up with his own pace, and even surpassed himself, but he didn't expect that today he was white-haired and sent black-haired, he didn't sleep well in the past few days, he often missed his son, sat next to him and talked, he rarely talked to his son, until Ye Tianxin died, he regretted why he didn't talk to his son at the beginning, only knew to teach him to practice swords, practice swords and practice swords。 When he fell asleep next to Ye Tianxin, Su Ling's figure appeared in the dream again, waking Ye Shengxin up, as if his son was reminding him not to forget this hatred.

Ye Tianxin's coffin was parked in the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion for three days, today is the day of the coffin, the streets and alleys are surrounded by people watching the excitement, these people are used to living a comfortable life on weekdays, and they are very excited, but no one dares to touch Ye Sacred Heart's moldy head, no one knows what the pain of losing his son will make him do, everyone just watched from afar.

Finally, Ye Shengxin walked out of the Sword Pavilion, and several Sword Pavilion disciples behind him were carrying the coffin containing Ye Tianxin's remains. The gongs and drums are noisy, and the firecrackers are ringing in unison, no, no one dares to set off firecrackers, otherwise they will definitely be hacked to death by Ye Shengxin, the mourning music is accompanied by the symphony of the team, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion stopped crying and sent Ye Tianxin to the hearse with a serious face.

The people were pointing, and they didn't know what they were saying, and a man in black clothes and a black mask jumped out of the crowd and stepped on Ye Tianxin's coffin board.

"Who dares to be presumptuous!" "Who dares to spread wild here!" The disciples saw an unknown person stepping on the lid of the senior brother's coffin, drawing their knives and shouting.

The man in black ignored them, tiptoed slightly, and slapped a palm downward, and the coffin lid was easily pierced like papier-mâché, and then he took out the jade from Ye Shengxin's mouth,

In the capital, the people gathered together to discuss something, and at the same time peeked towards a place, where the crying was noisy, the white cloth and white lanterns swayed in the direction of the wind, and the heroic spirit of the past was gone, that was the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion.

"Senior brother, I'll drop a senior brother, why did you leave us alone! I still want to ask you for swordsmanship and ask you for advice!"

"Senior brother~ You died so miserably! That little slut let me catch him, and I won't let him go!Woo wow~~"

"I'm pitiful and take a bear, and my mother will drink you too much, and I'm going back to you. ”

The crying in the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion was noisy, and everyone mourned Ye Tianxin to cry bitterly, as for who really missed and who was acting on the spot, it is unknown, if it weren't for the four big characters of the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion engraved on the door plate, it is estimated that some people would mistakenly think that they had entered the troupe, and the acting skills were too realistic.

In the lobby of the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion, a coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and inside was Ye Tianxin, who was lying quietly, and there were blood beads that kept flowing out of the seven orifices a few days ago, and it was also cleaned after entering the funeral. The lobby was full of crying, Ye Shengxin sat in the position of the hall master without saying a word, the owner of the Sacred Heart Hall of Fenghua I turned white overnight, he thought about who he would fail to compete with and was killed or what happened to him, his son worked hard to catch up with his own pace, and even surpassed himself, but he didn't expect that today he was white-haired and sent black-haired, he didn't sleep well in the past few days, he often missed his son, sat next to him and talked, he rarely talked to his son, until Ye Tianxin died, he regretted why he didn't talk to his son at the beginning, only knew to teach him to practice swords, practice swords and practice swords。 When he fell asleep next to Ye Tianxin, Su Ling's figure appeared in the dream again, waking Ye Shengxin up, as if his son was reminding him not to forget this hatred.

Ye Tianxin's coffin was parked in the Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion for three days, today is the day of the coffin, the streets and alleys are surrounded by people watching the excitement, these people are used to living a comfortable life on weekdays, and they are very excited, but no one dares to touch Ye Sacred Heart's moldy head, no one knows what the pain of losing his son will make him do, everyone just watched from afar.

Finally, Ye Shengxin walked out of the Sword Pavilion, and several Sword Pavilion disciples behind him were carrying the coffin containing Ye Tianxin's remains. The gongs and drums are noisy, and the firecrackers are ringing in unison, no, no one dares to set off firecrackers, otherwise they will definitely be hacked to death by Ye Shengxin, the mourning music is accompanied by the symphony of the team, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion stopped crying and sent Ye Tianxin to the hearse with a serious face.

The people were pointing, and they didn't know what they were saying, and a man in black clothes and a black mask jumped out of the crowd and stepped on Ye Tianxin's coffin board.

"Presumptuous!Who are you?" "Who dares to go wild here!" The disciples saw an unknown person stepping on the lid of the senior brother's coffin, drawing their knives and shouting.

The man in black ignored them, tiptoed slightly, and slapped downward, and the coffin lid was easily pierced like papier-mâché, and then he took out the jade from Ye Tianxin's mouth, not knowing what was being done in his mouth.

A sword aura slashed towards the man in black, and the man in black dodged the sword master's blow with a slight deviation. The purpose of the man in black seems to have been achieved, after avoiding Ye Shengxin's sword, he kicked the coffin out of the carriage and escaped with his strength, Ye Shengxin wanted to pursue, but he didn't expect the other party to be such a shameless person, and after saving the coffin, he couldn't find the figure of the man in black.

"Pavilion master, this must be done by that Su Ling! It must be that kid who is unwilling to be expelled from the Sword Pavilion!" A disciple of the Sword Pavilion said angrily, this person is a true follower of the senior brother, and he has always regarded the senior brother as an idol, this time Ye Tianxin had an accident, except for Ye Shengxin, the saddest thing is him.

Ye Shengxin also thought that it would be Su Ling, but the other party's body shape and figure were incompatible with Su Ling, although the man in black was wrapped in a black cloak, it could still be seen that he was an extremely short person, and he was obviously not the same person as Su Ling.

Ye Shengxin thought quietly, and suddenly another person jumped out of the crowd, it was Su Ling, who was scolded by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion at this time

"Sacred Heart Sword Pavilion, it's time to change hands. ”