"Although Ganglie is not the smartest disciple of Mo Pavilion, if even she can't see the cause of Ji Feixuan's death, then ordinary doctors and coroners will not see it." Mo Hui drank another cup of tea: "I saw Ji Feixuan's body before you came last night. I once doubted whether he was a demon when he practiced his own martial arts?"

"How is that possible!"

"Don't worry, if it weren't for your brother's business, I might really think so..."

But the death of her brother is related to the safety of the entire world. If the leader of the alliance is assassinated, the martial arts alliance will fall apart, and those who have been coveting the "Legend of the Last Emperor" for a long time will also tear off their disguise.

She also weighed the pros and cons. Whether it was to catch the real murderer behind the scenes or to continue to maintain the surface harmony of the Wulin League, she could only hurriedly cremate her brother, so she did not leave any more clues.

After the Jianxian Ji Feixuan was buried, the martial arts sects also left Shaoyang one after another, but the people in Cuiweishan were still waiting for their heads to wake up.

"Since you are idle, you might as well help Shaoyang Sect demolish the mourning hall!"

So at the command of the leader, the disciples of Cuiwei Mountain also joined the Shaoyang Sect's team. They never expected that they would go out to work with their masters to go to the funeral!

But their master didn't expect that he would come out to have a funeral and almost handle his funeral together.

When the sunset first came, the red clouds rolled in the sky, and the mourning hall of Shenxiao Palace was almost demolished.

Motiyun stood in front of the steps and watched many things related to this funeral be carried out. Tonight, the Shenxiao Palace will be able to return to its former appearance.

She watched the young disciples sweat and joke, as if Ji Feixuan was crying when he was buried two years ago, not two hours ago.

What can they remember and what can they remember in this world? Maybe it won’t take a hundred years. In just ten or eight years, there will be a second Ji Feixuan in this world. He has a great sword intent and even more charming style!

Motiyun always thought that she was an open-minded person. She thought that the children of the world did not need to be pretentious, but after living in the Shaoyang Sect for many years, she actually felt that she was the indecisive and unintentional person.

She hates such people, so she would use this to scold Ji Nian, but now it seems that the person she hates the most is herself.

"Mom!" The son ran out of the Shenxiao Palace. He had been busy all day, sweating profusely, wearing white clothes and a black belt, pinching the young man's waist, which had grown from the joints.

"Mom, if you are tired, go back to take a break. Brother Shen and I are here."

Motiyun took out a veil to wipe his sweat: "I'm not tired, I'm just panicked..."

The young man was a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to comfort her. After holding it in for a long time, he only said: "Grandpa must not want to see you like this..."

Motiyun sighed again and squeezed out a smile: "My son has grown up, and you will have to bear more of the many things in Shaoyang in the future. It is probably not possible to count on your father."

Ji Nian secretly went to find Han Qingqing at the foot of the mountain last night but didn't come back at dawn. Because of the matter of Chief Tong, the mountain was in chaos, no one cared about where the Chief was.

Even Ji Feixuan was not able to find him when he was about to go out of the funeral. It was the Red Fox Fairy of the Yuezong who threw the man into Shaoyang, making him look so ugly in front of many heroes.

I believe that after this incident, Motiyun had completely given up on him. Once the Sword Immortal died, the only person in the Shaoyang Sect could count on was his son.

"Mom, I want to wait until Master Tong wakes up and go to Yucheng Pass with Brother Shen. Brother Shen originally planned to call on all martial arts sects to gather in Fengguicheng in July, but since grandpa's death is related to the Demon Palace, I don't want to wait for a moment!"

"But Sect Ruotong said that the murderer was not from the Demon Palace..."

"Then I'm going too. I promised Brother Shen to help him grab the "Legend of the Last Emperor"!"

Motiyun saw clusters of burning fires in her son's eyes, like the sunset in the sky, and like the indomitable moves in the world when she was young.

She pondered slightly, and finally nodded and responded: "Although the enemy is unknown at the moment, the Demon Palace cannot tolerate evil in the world. You must pay attention to safety when you go here!"

"Don't worry, Mother!"

"Yeah, go."

Ji Xinyuan just left and trotted back two steps: "Mom, do you still have a veil? I'll get one for Brother Shen!"

"Look at your panic!"

Motiyun took out another clean handkerchief for him. Ji Xinyuan smiled embarrassedly with the handkerchief and quickly went down the steps.

At this moment, Shen Yuning was directing Bai Yu and Shi Rong to lift the table. Seeing these two people whispering, she was still going to say sarcastic words: "Have you eaten? You are the ones from the leader of the martial arts world, and you can't even lift the table. What do you want the people from the Shaoyang Sect to look at? What do you want the people from Cuiweishan to look at? Where can I put my martial arts world leader's face?"

Shi Rong panted and said, "What the leader said is, Brother Bai Yu, you should work harder!"

Bai Yu carried the table to the bottom of the stairs, and almost only vented but not inhaled. His face turned red and he was sweating like rain: "I said to you, leader, you are standing and talking without pain. Come and try lifting it. This altar is made of a thousand jin of nanmu! Come on!"

"I--" Shen Yuning really rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward: "I'll come!"...

Although she had a ferocious expression when she used her strength, she could not feel that she could help her by Bai Yu and Shi Rong at all.

Before Bai Yu could complain about her, Ji Xinyuan called Brother Shen to come.

"Brother Shen, why are you the only three of you carrying such a heavy table?"

Bai Yu: "To be precise, only..."

"Oh! Isn't this what everyone is busy?" Alliance Leader Shen said and tried hard again: "Come on! Work harder!"

Bai Yu: I didn’t feel that you were working harder!

"I'll ask someone to come and help!" Ji Xinyuan used a veil to wipe Shen Yuning's forehead.

Bai Yu and Shi Rong were so angry that they couldn't cry. Are you sure the sweat on the leader's face was not something we fell on?

The disciples of Shaoyang temporarily put down their work and came to help carry the thousand-pound table. Shen Yuning stepped out with relief.

"Okay! Let them know the weight of this thousand-gold table!" The leader of the alliance looked relieved as if he was teaching the junior!

Bai Yu held his liver and raised the table with everyone, and he really didn't want to complain about his own leader.

"I just told my mother that when Master Tong wakes up, I will go to Yucheng Pass with you!"

Shen Yuning joked: "Don't worry about you, aunt?"

"What's wrong with this? Although my grandfather has been buried, I will not be at ease if the murderer has not been found for a day. I believe my mother thinks so too."

"Me too……"

It was not only Ji Feixuan's death, but also his brother's death.

Seeing everyone lifting the altar down the stone steps, Shen Yuning said to Ji Xinyuan again: "The miraculous doctor said that the head of Tong will wake up tomorrow. At that time, ask him if he has seen the murderer's appearance or the murderer's martial arts methods clearly."

"Okay, today the apprentice of the head of Tong seems to be Ma Feng, saying that he is chasing the murderer and his martial arts are unknown. Brother Shen thinks he is a person in the Demon Palace?"

"There is a great possibility... By the way, I have also encountered a sneak attack on the Demon Palace on my way to Shaoyang."

Ji Xinyuan was surprised: "Why have I never heard you talk about it?"

"What's there to say about this? But a few sluts are not enough for me to move my fingers."

"Yes!" Ji Xinyuan said with admiration, "That is only those stupid people outside the pass who want to attack Brother Shen."

Shen Yuning smiled and waved her hand, changing the topic: "Tonight, there must be more guards on Dufeng Pavilion to prevent the murderer from secretly killing him when he sees that Chief Tong is still alive."

"Well! Brother Shen, don't worry, my mother has arranged the manpower. After a while, I'll go there myself."

"good."

In Shenxiao Palace, all the things that should be demolished have been almost done. White lanterns were hung on both sides of the hall. Under the night sky, the couplets on the plaques on both sides were not clearly illuminated.

"Why do you need to care more about everything? The Gods and Heaven have their own Mahayana... Can you really not care about it?" Shen Yuning murmured: "If you can ignore it, this world

There are so many competitions, killings, hatreds, and hatreds."

"Grandpa once said this," Ji Xinyuan smiled bitterly: "He said that people are calculating since they are born, calculating fate, gains and losses, and life and death. How can they not care about it?"

"Hahaha!" Shen Yuning couldn't help laughing, and her eyes turned red again, and slapped heavily on Ji Xinyuan's shoulders: "I miss Grandpa Ji again... I'll kowtow to Grandpa Ji before we leave."

"good!"

It was already midnight when the Shenxiao Palace was packed up. After nightfall, Shaoyang Mountain was quiet, and the sound of insects in the rocks, plants and trees could be vaguely heard.

Shen Yuning and Ji Xinyuan sat in front of the stone steps and watched the disciples slowly disperse. Bai Yu and Shi Rong took a few pieces of watermelon from somewhere and were excitedly handed them to each other.

Shen Yuning took a bite and it was sweet and cool, and it went straight into her heart.

She asked, "Where did it come from?"

Bai Yu smiled and said, "Picked it up!"

Shi Rong said, "I stole it, there is a melon field in the warehouse."

Bai Yu said angrily: "Can you speak? Sometimes you have to keep the truth until the end! You said now, with the leader of the alliance, can you still eat this watermelon?"

Shen Yuning took another big bite silently: "That's right, if you don't say it, I can eat happily. Now that you say it, I can only eat in a heavy mood."

Shi Rong: "I know my mistake!"

Ji Xinyuan also smiled and said, "It should be the melon planted by the elder brother, but it doesn't matter. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many things in the past few days, maybe he would have picked it for Brother Shen to eat it long ago."

"He is the one who will lead people to stay in Dufeng Pavilion tonight?"

"Um!"

"Let's go, thank him for this."

Ji Xinyuan knew whether she was fake or not, or was not very concerned about the guards of Dufeng Pavilion, but to be honest, he was not at ease, and he wanted to live on tonight.

After eating the melon, several people went to Dufeng Pavilion. On the only mountain road to climb, there were many Shaoyang disciples hidden in the open and dark areas.

Cuiweishan's disciples helped Shaoyang Sect to demolish the mourning hall and just returned, preparing to build a floor on the lowest floor of Dufeng Pavilion to guard the head of the upper floor.

As soon as Shen Yuning entered the door, she saw a group of shirtless men and felt that they were about to have a needle.
Chapter completed!