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Everyone's eyes were on Zhao Lin'er and Tassel, and suddenly Zhao Lin'er spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, let go of the jade hand, and her body was shaky.

"Master!"

As he let go of the jade hand, the tassel figure could finally move, and he exclaimed, and hurriedly stood up and supported Zhao Lin'er.

"Ladies and gentlemen... That's what I'm going to tell you..."

Smiling slightly, her face was very pale, and glancing at everyone, Zhao Lin'er muttered weakly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and when they saw that Zhao Lin'er was dying, they were all silent.

"Amitabha... Burial Flower Palace Master, have you come to your senses?"

The old man's eyes looked at Zhao Lin'er, and Master Huiku sighed, and suddenly chanted the Buddha.

"Divine monk, disciple enlightened... Everything is empty, why not let go..."

Tapping her head, Zhao Lin'er smiled slightly.

"Good, good..."

Hearing Zhao Lin'er's words, Master Huiku folded his hands and read slowly.

"Ghost mother-in-law, can you promise me one thing before I die..."

Seeing this, she turned her head and looked at the ghost mother-in-law weakly, and Zhao Lin'er pleaded.

"Yes, but it doesn't hurt to say..."

A hint of sadness flashed in her eyes, and the ghost mother-in-law asked softly.

"Ghost mother-in-law, the tassel is still young, and now I will pass on the position of the master of the Burial Flower Palace to her... I beg you to help her and take care of the female disciples of the Flower Burial Palace..."

Bending down weakly, Zhao Lin'er pleaded sincerely.

"Don't worry... I will take care of the tassels and take care of the funeral flower palace with her..."

Hearing this, after pondering for a moment, she nodded her head, and the ghost mother-in-law promised.

"Thank you..."

Hearing the promise of the ghost mother-in-law, Zhao Lin'er smiled slightly and said gratefully.

After saying that, gently pushing away the tassel, Zhao Lin'er came to the disciples of the beggar gang opposite with a shaky figure.

Seeing a beggar disciple holding Ouyang Duoqing in his arms, Ouyang Duoqing was bleeding from seven holes, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Zhao Lin'er stretched out her jade hand, wanting to take over Ouyang's amorous corpse.

I don't know what Zhao Lin'er meant, the beggar disciple took a step back, his face full of vigilance.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin'er retracted her jade hand, and her beautiful eyes looked at Jin Buyi pleadingly.

Looking at Zhao Lin'er with four eyes, Jin Buyi sighed and waved his big hand.

Seeing the order of the gang leader, the beggar disciple handed over Ouyang Duo's amorous corpse to Zhao Lin'er.

"Thank you..."

Tapping his head, he weakly picked up Ouyang's amorous corpse, and because of the loss of internal strength, it was very difficult, Zhao Lin'er said gratefully.

Sitting down cross-legged and holding Ouyang's amorous corpse into her arms, Zhao Lin'er stretched out her jade hand and gently wiped the blood from her face.

"Brother Ouyang..."

With a mutter, Zhao Lin'er kept recalling the bits and pieces of her amorous relationship with Ouyang in her mind.

I don't love this man, but this man loves himself very much.

He has given too much for himself, but he has never asked for anything in return.

I owe him so much...

A gust of breeze blew on her face, three thousand long hair flew, Zhao Lin'er's red lips were lightly raised, and she hugged Ouyang Duoamorous tightly, her cheek against her cheek.

"Brother Ouyang... Afterlife... I must get to know you first... Such... I'll treat you wholeheartedly... You... But wait for me..."

The jade hand caressed Ouyang's amorous cheek, and Zhao Lin'er murmured weakly.

Muttered, slowly closed her beautiful eyes, Zhao Lin'er hung her head weakly, leaned on Ouyang Duo's feelings, and broke her breath.

"Master!"

Beside him, seeing the master's incense and jade loss, the tassel screamed sadly, and tears rained down.

"Amitabha... The Lord of the Burial Flower Palace has been enlightened, although he is dead, he has entered the path of Buddhism, and has ascended to the Western Bliss..."

Glancing at Zhao Lin'er, Master Huiku sighed, then folded his hands, moved his lips lightly, and recited the mantra of death.

All around, seeing that the Taishi uncle was like this, the four brothers of the abbot of Zhiyuan and the one hundred and eight arhats sat cross-legged one after another, silently reciting the mantra of the past for Zhao Lin'er.

"Lin'er..."

Looking at Zhao Lin'er, who was sleeping with Ouyang affectionately, Qin Xuanhu's eyes were wet and red, and he muttered to himself.

Although Zhao Lin'er told herself when she was dying that she no longer hated herself, she owed her after all, and she couldn't make up for it in this life, only in the next life...

The sky gradually darkened, and I saw that everyone in Shaolin Temple was chanting for Zhao Lin'er, and the martial arts people around him all said goodbye and left.

After a long time, when everyone in Shaolin Temple chanted, only the six major factions and the white-clothed army remained, and they were still here.

"Little friend... I never thought that the strength of the black-clothed building lord was so strong, if there was no Absolute Dust Sword, we would not be his opponent..."

After burying Zhao Lin'er, Ouyang Duoqing, Sun Xingnian and others, Yiyangzi came to Qin Xuan's side and said with a worried face.

"Alas... Yiyangzi's old-timers, who were able to use the Absolute Dust Sword back then, were due to a coincidence... Now it is no longer possible to show it in the next place! The only person in the world who can confront the black-clothed landlord is the master Ding Xiaoyao below..."

Nodding and sighing, Qin Xuan replied with a heavy face.

"Amitabha, Brother Yiyangzi, now that the owner of the Burial Flower Palace has passed away, the black-clothed landlord has escaped... The poor monk decided to set off and rush back to Shaolin Temple, hoping that the six major factions would return the evil monk to Shaolin..."

Just as the two were talking, Abbot Zhiyuan walked over not far away and said in harmony.

Now Ziwu is imprisoned in the Kongtong faction, but Ziwu is a Shaolin disciple, the abbot of Zhiyuan and a dignitary of Yiyangzi.

"Master Zhiyuan, you can set off first... Subsequently, Lao Dao ordered someone to send the evil monk back to Shaolin Temple, how about it?"

Hearing this, Yiyangzi nodded and replied in a harmonious voice.

"Amitabha... Then there is Brother Lao Yiyang..."

With his hands folded and agreeing to this method, the abbot of Zhiyuan said goodbye to Master Huiku, and led one hundred and eight arhats to rush back to Shaolin Temple.

"Juekong, let's go back to Shaolin Temple with us..."

At the time of parting, Abbot Zhiyuan looked at Juekong and said softly.

Hearing this, Juekong reluctantly glanced at the tassel, although he was reluctant to leave, but he had a heavy responsibility, and he could not live up to the expectations of the master and everyone.

Juekong looked at the tassel apologetically, then nodded, and left with Abbot Zhiyuan and the others.

"Apprentice, for the teacher, I also quit and left... Now that the teacher is old, I just hope that you can hold your apprentice grandson and come to Shaomuro Mountain to visit the teacher..."

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, and Master Huiku turned the Buddha beads in his hand and said goodbye reluctantly.

Hearing what Master Huiku said, Qin Xuan couldn't help but blush, nodded, and solemnly agreed.

Seeing that the master was thinking about hugging his apprentice grandson, Qin Xuan thought of Yu Qingrou and Bing Qingyu in his heart, I don't know how they are now?

"Little friend... Now that the Lord of the Burial Flower Palace has passed away, the grievances of the rivers and lakes have been resolved, and the old way is also leaving..."

Just as Qin Xuan was thinking, Yiyangzi waved his hand and said goodbye.

Then with a wave of his hand, Yiyangzi led the six major factions and left one after another.

Suddenly, just after everyone left, a carrier pigeon flew from a distance and landed on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

Seeing this, he frowned deeply, took down the letter on the carrier pigeon's feet, and Qin Xuan immediately read it.

After reading for a moment, Qin Xuan closed the letter, and his eyes flashed.

............... (To be continued.) )