In a splendid palace.

The black-clothed landlord was sitting on the golden chair, playing with the iron ball in his hand, and there were several black-clothed people kneeling in front of him, and a black-clothed man beside him was reporting to him.

"What did you say?" After listening to the man in black, the black-clothed landlord glanced at him and asked gloomily.

"Enlightenment... Report to... The landlord, the white-clothed sword Qin Qiu... Not dead... Yesterday's assassination on the lake... Failed..."Hearing this, the black-clothed man trembled and replied in fear.

"Waste!" shouted angrily, and the black-clothed landlord slapped his palm on the black-clothed man, and suddenly the black-clothed man turned into a push of powder.

"The landlord is angry..."In front of him, several people in black who were kneeling were suddenly afraid, and begged for mercy one by one in horror.

"What a bunch of waste! What is the use of you?" a slap of the palm angrily slapped on the golden chair, and the black-clothed landlord stood up and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, white-clothed sword, you really have a big fate! You don't even die when your whole body is broken? Okay, it's very good! You have done good things to me three or four times, do you really think that I am no one in the black-clothed building?"

Looking at the front fiercely, the black-clothed landlord gritted his teeth and roared: "Go! Send my message to Wuxiang! Let him come back to see me with the head of the white-clothed sword!"

Wuxiang, one of the four envoys of the black-clothed building!

The four envoys of the black-clothed building, except for the black-clothed landlord, no one knows anything about them, they only have code names: Poison Dragon, Shadow Sword, Double-faced Tiger and Wuxiang.

The poisonous dragon has been dispatched, it is the heir of the soul snatching palm, after seriously injuring Jin Buyi and others, now he is going to Jincheng to do business, this time, the black clothes building is dispatched again, I don't know what this Wuxiang is capable of? What kind of crisis will Qin Xuan face?

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Early in the morning, in the suburbs near Jincheng, a group of people set off happily towards Jincheng.

"Brother Geng, your eldest brother has been in the capital for a few days, I don't know if I can rush back to drink your happy wine?" In a group of people, Guan Jianyun held a wine jug in his hand, and after taking a sip of wine, he squeezed his eyebrows and quipped at Geng Hao beside him.

"Hehe, Brother Guan, don't tease me anymore..."Hearing this, Geng Hao's face turned red and he said embarrassedly.

Along the way, everyone accompanied Geng Hao back to Jincheng to get married, one by one they were elated, their hearts were happy, Guan Jianyun liked to make fun of Geng Hao when he had nothing to do.

"Nonsense! How can this be called a joke! When the candle night is spent in the cave room, when the gold list is titled, this is a major event in life! How can you not be happy?" Guan Jianyun laughed, patted Geng Hao's shoulder, and said again.

"Hmph, how can you not be happy? When that crazy old man caught you back to get married, how could I see you crying and mourning?" Beside him, Yang Tianye was holding a cold gun in one hand and a white oil-paper umbrella in the other, and suddenly read softly.

"Big ice cube, you..." As soon as these words came out, Guan Jianyun was suddenly deflated, and then snorted and drank angrily.

"Hahaha..."Seeing that Guan Jianyun finally stopped, Geng Hao laughed.

Taking a sip of wine and wiping off the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, Guan Jianyun glanced at Yang Tianye and said curiously: "Big ice cube, I saw you holding a white oil-paper umbrella in your hand along the way, the weather is very good, where is it windy and rainy?"

Along the way, Yang Tianye kept the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and everyone was curious.

"I like... Hearing this, Yang Tianye's face turned pale, and then a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he looked up at the scorching sun, and replied lightly.

"Oh, really?" Sensing that Yang Tianye was a little flustered, Geng Hao smiled dumbly.

"Big ice cube, I see that this oil-paper umbrella is not like what the gentleman uses, is it given to you by a little girl?" Beside him, Guan Jianyun was afraid not to mess up, and hurriedly laughed and agreed.

"Do you want to know? Win me, and I'll tell you..."Glancing at Guan Jianyun, Yang Tianye turned the cold gun in his hand and said indifferently.

Suddenly, Geng Hao and Guan Jianyun glanced at each other, and the two smiled slightly, and then fell silent.

It's really right, this oil-paper umbrella is not ordinary!

"Second master, I'm going to Jincheng in front..."After walking for a while, Shu Lao looked at the city tower in the distance and said respectfully to Geng Hao.

"yes, it's finally here, cousin... I'm afraid I've been waiting for a long time..."nodded, thinking of his childhood sweetheart's cousin, Geng Hao smiled slightly, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Tsukihan..."

Beside him, Yang Tianye also looked at Jincheng in front of him, thinking of the person in his heart.

Holding back a glance at the two friends, seeing that their eyes were full of tenderness, Guan Jianyun felt bitter in his heart, I don't know where Yun'er is now?

"Let's go! Don't grind, get to Jincheng early, drink the wedding wine early!" A pain in his heart, he quickly broke his thoughts, Guan Jianyun pretended to smile and patted the two of them on the shoulder, and took the lead in walking forward.

Hearing this, everyone laughed and hurried forward together.

An hour later, I finally came to the gate of Jincheng City.

"Shu Lao, look at it... Is my clothes messy?Is it dusty?" Standing at the gate of the city, Geng Hao stopped, looked at Shu Lao a little nervously and asked.

Shu Lao's wrinkled face showed a kind smile, and he stretched out his hand to tidy up Geng Hao's messy clothes: "Second master, it's not messy, it's still like that, Miss Biao will like it..."

Since he was a child, he has watched the second master grow up, and Shu Lao has regarded Geng Hao as a close relative, and at this moment, seeing that he is about to marry a wife and have children, and start a family, Shu Lao is really relieved.

"Okay, Brother Geng, you're so handsome every day, okay, let's go into the city, I can't wait to drink!" Beside him, Guan Jianyun laughed, patted his stomach, and urged jokingly.

"Drunkard...", he glanced at him indifferently, and Yang Tianye shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, let's go, go home!" Thinking that he would soon be able to see his cousin, Geng Hao waved his hand excitedly and walked towards the city gate.

"Ah! it's the second master..."

"The second master is back! What should I do..."

"God is not fair..."

Everyone entered the city together, and the tourists in the street market saw Geng Hao one after another, and shouted excitedly one by one, but then, with a sad face, whispered.

In Jincheng, Geng Hao hoeed the strong and helped the weak, fought unevenly, everyone respected him, and there were many people who were favored by Geng Hao, so as soon as he entered the city, many people recognized him!

Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic about him, Geng Hao clasped his fists with both hands and greeted everyone happily.

However, the sad look on everyone's faces made Geng Hao feel a sense of foreboding.

"Second master, you can count it back! Go back to the house and have a look! God is unfair!" In the crowd, an old woman who had received Geng Hao's favor walked out, hid her face and wept, crying and saying.

Hearing this, Geng Hao's heart suddenly became uneasy, and he hurriedly rushed back to Geng's Mansion with everyone!

Could it be... Could it be that something happened at home?

Geng Mansion.

The red lantern outside the gate has been replaced with white, and there are white strips of cloth seven feet long and nine inches wide hanging on both sides of the gate.

"This ......" Everyone was taken aback when they saw this scene, Geng Hao's heart trembled, and his body trembled and walked towards the mansion.

"Two... Lord..."Walking outside the gate, the two Yangtze River Gang disciples saw Geng Hao and hurriedly called out with sad faces.

"It's... Who is it?" Geng Hao looked at the door with empty eyes, waved his hand, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's... It's Miss Biao..."The two Yangtze River Gang disciples lowered their heads and replied sadly.

"Wanru!" Hearing this, Geng Hao's face was shocked, and then his feet were weak, and he almost fell.

"Brother Geng!" beside him, Guan Jianyun hurriedly hugged Geng Hao and looked at him with concern.

"Get out of the way!! Geng Hao suddenly pushed Guan Jianyun away like crazy, turned around and rushed into the mansion.

"Drunkard, let's follow..."Behind him, Yang Tianye frowned, glanced at Guan Jianyun, and the two hurriedly followed.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he heard bursts of crying, Geng Hao ran towards the crying like crazy, and in less than a moment, he came to a courtyard.

I saw that in the courtyard, a mourning shed was built! The mourning shed had three mourning flags, the largest one was three zhang six long, wrapped in white cloth, and the sail was one zhang four feet long and seven feet wide! There was a strip of white cloth on the left and right, seven feet long and nine inches wide.

With a trembling body walking through the spirit shed, Geng Hao staggered to the inner hall.

"Second Master..."

The Yangtze River Gang outside the inner hall saw Geng Hao coming back, and their eyes suddenly turned red, and they called out in a hoarse voice.

Geng Hao's face was pale, his eyes looked at the inner hall in front of him emptyly, he turned a deaf ear to everyone's calls, and walked towards the inner hall step by step.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that it was all true, it must be fake!

In front, the inner hall has been arranged as a mourning hall, and a table is placed in front of the mourning, hanging white table clothes, and offerings, incense burners, wax tables and lanterns are placed on the table.

In front of the table, a new coffin with vermilion paint was placed.

In the inner hall, Geng and Geng Hao's aunt were wearing white cloth on their heads, wearing linen and filial piety, and they were crying sadly, and their cousin was sitting on a chair with a decadent face, looking at the coffin in distraction.

"Hao'er!"

Seeing his son walk in distraction, Geng Wanli hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his son's crumbling body, and said with a sad face: "Hao'er, you must not be excited, Wanru her..."

In front of him, Geng Hao turned a deaf ear, gently pushed his father away, and stumbled to the coffin.

"Plop!"

"Wanru !!"

With a soft sound, Geng Hao knelt beside the coffin sluggishly, roared with all his strength, and then suddenly cried.

Why! Why did the heavens play such a trick on themselves! Why did it become like this now!!

"Wanru !!"

Tears couldn't stop slipping, Geng Hao screamed, and reached out to push the coffin lid.

"Don't! Hao'er!" Behind him, Geng Wanli hurriedly rushed forward, hugged Geng Hao with both arms, and stopped.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! It's not true, it's not true!" Struggling in Geng Wanli's arms, Geng Hao cried bitterly and clutched the coffin lid, and began to talk in a trance.

"Don't, Hao'er, you can't watch it, it will scare you!" Geng Wanli couldn't stop his tears, and he roared in tears.

"No, let go of me, let go of me, I want to see Wanru for the last time!" exerted all his strength, Geng Hao frantically pushed Geng Wanli away, grabbed the coffin lid with both hands, and pushed hard.

The next moment, when the coffin lid was pushed open, when he saw the scene in the coffin, Geng Hao's pupils shrank and he took a step backwards behind him.

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