Chu Yan almost collapsed, he guessed who hung up here for a long time, and it was himself who made trouble for a long time?

But think about it, Bing Xuanhu personally went to the Black Snow Mountains, and if he didn't find himself after this experience, he must think that he had hung up!

Chu Yan was very helpless, but after thinking about it, there was some warmth in his heart, these students really loved themselves.

At this time, I saw a group of people walking out of the main hall in front of me.

On the left and right sides are the high-ranking figures of the academy, Ice Elder, Great Elder...... The Ice Tiger is also there!

These bigwigs all had a sad look on their faces.

And in the middle of the big guys on both sides, there are several students and a beautiful woman!

It is Duan Xiaoyao, Jiang Han, Zhang Zhuangzhuang, Xiao Ling, Lu Rui, Han Xiaoshi, Xiaotian and a few others!

They are all dressed in linen and filial piety, with extremely painful expressions on their faces!

And among them, smoke and rain?

Chu Yan couldn't help but shrink his heart when he saw this scene, only to see that Yan Yumeng's face was bloodless at this time, his two eyes were already crying and swollen, there was almost no color in his eyes, and it was gray, which was a cold silence that would only be left after endless grief!

This woman, for herself, actually did this!

Chu Yan's heart trembled, and guilt filled his heart.

In the world of cultivating immortals, when someone dies, there is only one kind of person who wears filial piety for him, and that is the cultivator's family!

The family is divided into two parts, one is the cultivator's students, and the other part is the cultivator's relatives and fellow monks!

Yan Yumeng is not a disciple of Chu Yan, not a relative of Chu Yan, at this time he is Chu Yan Dai Xiao, the only explanation is that Yan Yumeng has resolutely decided to be Chu Yan's Taoist companion!

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is such a tradition, after a male cultivator dies, if he is willing to have a woman wear filial piety for him, then it means that he is willing to be a Taoist companion of the deceased, willing to be a widow for his life, and will not marry any other cultivator again!

What kind of determination is this?

Chu Yan's heart shrank again, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist!

Yan Yumeng was holding a portrait of Chu Yan at this time, and his whole person was in a trance, his eyes were frozen there, like a walking corpse.

Her heart really hurts!

She waited for so long, and finally waited for Chu Yan's arrival, even if he didn't accept herself, Yan Yumeng was very happy, because she felt that she finally had a chance to love him, and that was enough!

But now!

At the same time as the bad news came, Yan Yumeng's heart was already dead, and she would never love anyone again in this life!

"Mother, mourning!"

Duan Xiaoyao's face was also full of pain, and he said.

As a student of Chu Yan and a disciple of Chu Yan, he has great respect for Chu Yan, there has never been a teacher who can make Duan Xiaoyao so respectful, even if Bing Xuanhu, the dean, once wanted to personally accept him as an apprentice, Duan Xiaoyao didn't agree, he just wanted to practice alone!

There is only Chu Yan, and there is only Chu Yan!

He is the only master in his life!

"Master, don't be sad!"

"Master, teacher, there is a spirit underground, and I know that you will be distressed like this!"

"Master, don't do this, even if you cry!"

......

Xiao Ling and the others also persuaded one after another when they saw the smoke and rain and the appearance of losing their souls.

"Go and send something to your master, don't let him suffer over there alone!"

Yan Yumeng's voice was a little hoarse, and she was already crying hoarsely.

"Master, this is a few seven-star burst talismans that have just been refined by apprentices, there are many bad people over there, throw a few of them when you encounter a lonely soul and wild ghost!"

Xiao Ling walked to a large brazier and threw several extremely valuable seven-star burst charms into it, tears already flowing down his eyes!

"Master, this is a few pills that have just been refined by apprentices, you are hungry, no, you can eat a few if you want to be a disciple, they are all pills to enhance strength, Master can eat them with confidence!"

Midori walked over to the large brazier and threw a few valuable pills into it, tears glistening in her eyes!

"Master, this is the array disk that a few apprentices have just refined, and there is also the apprentice's original array plate for cleaning up dust, Master, if your clothes are dirty, use him!"

Han Xiaoshi threw a few array plates into the brazier and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Master, without you, there would be no Xiaotian today, these clothes are made by Xiaotian, don't dislike it!"

Xiao Tian kept crying and threw several beautiful clothes into the brazier.

At this moment, no one was not moved, and some teachers even moistened the corners of their eyes!

"Master, the apprentice has only become your disciple, and the apprentice has not been able to listen to your teachings, Master!"

The tough guy was like a cold river, and at this time he couldn't stop his tears, and immediately knelt in front of Yan Yumeng, and kowtowed three times to the portrait in his hand.

"Master, without you, the student is still a waste, Master, you are good to go!"

Zhang Zhuangzhuang also knelt down and knocked his head three times.

"Master, as a big disciple, the apprentice has never shared the burden for you, Master, I'm sorry for you!"

Duan Xiaoyao knelt down and knocked his head three times!

"Teacher ......"

Xiao Ling, Lu Rui, Han Xiaoshi, Xiao Tian, and all the students all knelt down at this time and kowtowed three times to Chu Yan's portrait!

Tears wet the ground, it makes people so sad!

Such a scene touched almost everyone!

Chu Yan's heart was full of emotion, seeing this scene, he really felt that everything he had done these days was worth it!

"Let's go, send your master on his last journey!"

Yan Yumeng said dumbfoundedly.

Everyone nodded, because Chu Yan died to protect the students, and now the 'Purple Owl' has been added as the vice president of the academy, and he will be buried on the spiritual mountain of the academy where only the important high-ranking people of the past dynasties can be buried.

And at this moment, a roar suddenly came:

"Nianyan, you can't wear filial piety for it!"

I saw Bing Qianqi rushing out with an angry face!

He really couldn't help it, he knew that once Yan Yumeng sent him to the cemetery as a Purple Owl Daoist today, then he would really be a Purple Owl's Daoist forever, and he would completely lose the opportunity!

Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on, everyone only knew that Bing Qianqi was the master of the smoke and rain, but as for his other thoughts, everyone didn't know.

A chill flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.

"Master, this is my own choice, please respect me!"

There is still no color in the smoke and rain.

"1,000 feet ......"

Bing Xuanhu sighed and said.

"Lord Dean, now that the Purple Owl is dead, it has become a thing of the past, yes, she used to be very good, but we can't stay in the past, we can't do anything because of a dead person? I have been in the Ice Moon Academy for so long, how much has I contributed? Although the Purple Owl is excellent, he has only been in the academy for a few days, but how much has I done to the academy?"

Bing Qianqi knew that at this time, he had to convince himself that this Ancestor Dean had to do it first.

When everyone heard that, in addition to the seventh class academy and Zhou Daniu, a few teachers who had a very good relationship with Chu Yan, they also nodded!

Bing Qianqi is right, although Zixiao is excellent, after all, the time is still short, compared with Bing Qianchi, the vice president, what he has paid to the academy is still inferior, of course, if Zixiao is still alive, he is likely to bring the academy to a new height, but the problem is that he is dead.

Everyone is thinking about the meaning of Bing Qianqi's words, and now it is clearly saying that their value is higher than that of a dead person, what is this for?

Bing Xuanhu pondered, sighed again, and said, "You're right!"

As the head of the First Academy, he had to think about the overall situation, for the sake of a dead person, to chill Bing Qianqi, the mainstay of the mid-stage Academy of Transformation Gods, then the loss was huge.

"Ancestor, my grandson has always been devoted to my words, I hope you can fulfill your grandson!"

Immediately, Bing Qianqi bowed deeply to Bing Xuanhu and said.

He is not called the dean but the old sect master, many people know that Bing Qianqi is the descendant of Bing Xuanhu, and now he says this, which is to make it clear that he wants him to preside over this marriage.

Everyone suddenly realized that Bing Qianqi had already taken a fancy to the smoke and rain, so when they saw this scene today, they knew that it was too late to make a move, so they rushed out!

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is normal for Shizun and his disciples to become Taoist couples, but the problem is that now, Zixiao has just died, and Yan Yumeng has a deep affection for him, at this time, Bing Qianqi's behavior is really disrespectful to the dead Zixiao!

"This ......"

Bing Xuanhu hesitated, he originally wanted to refuse, but considering the overall situation, he was a little speechless.

The scene was dead silent, and everyone looked at the smoke and rain.

Yan Yumeng's voice was not misery, and he said with the slightest feeling: "My heart only belongs to Zixiao alone, Master, I only have respect for you, no love!"

"Nianyan, you have always known my intentions, I passed on your exercises to help you achieve the divine tribulation, how much I have paid for you, and now, the purple owl is dead, how can you ruin your life for a dead person!"

Bing Qianqi said with a bit of tenderness in his eyes.

"What you gave me back to you today!"

Yan Yumeng said coldly, and slapped his right palm on his eyebrows!

"No ......"

The crowd exclaimed, but it was too late!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the smoke and rain, and his already miserable face became even more ugly, and the whole person shook and almost fell.

Next to him, Xiao Ling held the smoke and rain!

"Master, now, I don't owe you anything, you and I have exhausted our love, from today onwards, it doesn't matter anymore!"

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