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The funeral of the master of the Demon Gate is extremely solemn, after the ceremony, the people of the Demon Gate are still not allowed to disperse, they need to stand here for two hours, do not make noise, and even do not go to the toilet, which can be described as a strict hierarchy, in order to express their high respect for the master of the door.

However, Tsing Yi's reputation in the Demon Gate is extremely high, although everyone is hungry, but no one speaks, still straightens up, staring at Tsing Yi's tombstone.

On the high wall on the side of the Demon Gate, two women stood here, namely Mingyue and Ling Su, the two of them were not from the Demon Gate, so they did not stand in the crowd like Ye Feng, but stood on the eaves wall behind them. Although the two of them have a difference in identity with the rest of the people, they are Ye Feng's red face, that is, the younger generation of Tsing Yi, it is reasonable that the two of them should also attend Tsing Yi's funeral.

Mingyue looked at the disciples of the Demon Sect who were still standing in the wind and snow, and couldn't help but be in awe in her heart, frowning slightly, looking at the tombstone, as if she remembered the fate of the side of the Xian Wang's Mansion in the capital.

Mingyue has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, and she has already heard of Tsing Yi's name, and the most talked-about thing is her emotional entanglement with Ye Tian, the former head of the Ye family. Because the two of them represented different positions, under many obstacles, they finally parted ways, and after Tsing Yi took over the Demon Gate, he never let the people in the Demon Gate set foot in the Central Plains half a step, and the reason behind it was undoubtedly Ye Tian, since then, Mingyue has envied this woman, although because of the heavy secular shackles, the two have not been together, but Tsing Yi's character of daring to love and hate is to move the entire Jianghu.

But no matter how gorgeous this woman is, she can't resist the erosion of time after all, and she still turns into a pile of loess and can only sleep underground. Mingyue frowned lightly, raised her soft wattle and stroked the three thousand green silks, and looked at the tombstone's beautiful eyes with a hint of pity, but at this time, she found that the woman in the loess was so similar to herself, but she was much luckier, although there were many inconveniences, but she still moved forward for the man in her heart.

Mingyue turned her head slightly, looked at Ling Su beside her with some sighs, and then looked at Rou'er in the distance, smiled helplessly, and said silently: "I don't know how many of these women will persist until the last of the day, if they are the same as the women in the loess, then it will be too late, and the last can only be buried alone in this loess."

This is what this is, all sects and factions are interests first, supreme power and wealth are the goals pursued by men, and women are often the bargaining chips that facilitate these transactions, and how many people can be happy? The man is tired because he needs to bear the hope for the future of the entire faction, while the woman is tired, but she needs to exchange her body and mind for the temporary stability of the family, and the role is only that. If a man fails, he can try his courage and make a comeback, and if a woman fails, she loses the whole future.

Therefore, Mingyue is a little sympathetic to Tsing Yi, maybe she was not born in the Demon Gate, maybe Ye Tian was not born in the Ye family, and Tsing Yi can be righteous without hesitation, so may the ending be different?

Mingyue was speechless, shook her head lightly, and she couldn't get this answer even if she was as smart as she was, from this moment on, this peerless woman was a little aware that no matter who the emperor was, he couldn't change the concept of this era, maybe what was needed was a change from the inside out, and who had such great appeal, who had such great courage?

Mingyue's heart moved slightly, raised her eyebrows, and stared at the man at the front of the demon gate phalanx, at the moment, she had some understanding in her heart, and immediately, the beauty covered her mouth and chuckled, and sighed to herself: "Maybe he is the only one who has this energy."

Ling Su heard the chuckle and whisper of the woman on the side, slowly opened her eyes, looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Sister Mingyue, what's wrong?"

Mingyue turned her head slightly, groaned slightly, her eyes flowed, she raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Sister Ling Su, as a disciple of the Yunshui Sword Sect, is your task to choose a Ming Jun for the people?"

Ling Su's face turned pale and he bowed solemnly. When Mingyue saw it, her heart moved, and she said: "The general trend of the world is naturally a dispute between the saint and the virtuous king, what if neither of them has the talent to rule the world and benefit the people?

"This ......" Ling Su was surprised in his heart, and a trace of doubt rose between his eyebrows, which showed that he had not thought about this question, and his face was embarrassed.

Mingyue didn't say anything, turned around, looked at the man in the distance again, and then covered her mouth and chuckled, looking confident.

Ling Su came back to his senses slightly, looked at Mingyue's calm face, and said, "Sister Mingyue, you are so calm, I don't know what to do?"

Mingyue glanced at Ling Su slightly, then turned her gaze to the man again, and Ling Su followed Mingyue's gaze, frowned, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then covered his mouth so that he didn't scream, and after a while, he said suspiciously: "Sister Mingyue, what do you mean ......?"

Mingyue Jiao laughed, bowed her head slightly, and said softly: "The struggle between the Holy Lord and the Virtuous King is endless, which is a difficulty for the people. Brothers cannibalism, the struggle for the throne, the emperor's family has been ruthless since ancient times, who cares about the life and death of the people? With Fenglang's current power, with the power of Ye Meng and the Demon Gate, it is not difficult to ascend to the throne of God. ”

Ling Su hesitated a little, after all, he had never thought of this kind of thing, but if he had the support of the Yunshui Sword Sect, then Ye Feng would be even more responsive among the people. After a while, Ling Su turned his head and bowed slightly, agreeing with Mingyue's statement, but he still hesitated, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Mingyue, although the two of us think so, it doesn't represent other people's thoughts, the most important thing is Fenglang's idea, if he doesn't want to, he won't succeed."

Mingyue's heart trembled, recalling the words in the stone cave, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, and she also blamed herself, and suddenly, the desire for power in her heart rose again. After a while, Mingyue shook her head lightly and sighed: "It's that I didn't think it through, and no one can predict what will happen in the future." If the situation forces him, Fenglang will also have the courage to take responsibility. I have always had a hunch in my heart that maybe in the future, Fenglang will encounter some changes, maybe recently, or it may be a long time later. And this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, could it be related to the upcoming festival showdown?"

Ling Su heard Mingyue's whisper, frowned slightly, looked at Ye Feng's back, and fell into deep thought......

Time is fleeting, and as soon as two hours have passed, the funeral of the master of this demon gate is really over. As the decisive battle was approaching, Ye Feng did not have time to delay, so he embarked on the road back to Jiangnan, and the Demon Gate was controlled by the two elders, Su Yu and Luo Luo, who took the three daughters down the Demon Mountain.