Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

I went to my own memorial service, I honored myself!

The suzerain is confused.

I am dead?
When did I die, how come I don't know anything?
Damn it, Zhang Hao, that brat!

I'm dead, yet you want others to eat and drink!

Unfilial descendants!

The suzerain shouted loudly and jumped out.

"Stop it all, don't eat!"

"Who allowed you to play such a sad tune, stop, stop!"

A person jumped out suddenly, interrupting everyone's enjoyment of eating.

Zhang Hao frowned.

"Where did the beggar come from, dare to make trouble at the memorial service of the God of War?"

"The guy who made trouble last time has been chopped into pieces."

"Get out of here quickly!"

The suzerain snorted coldly and reached out to wipe the dust off his face.

"How did your kid talk to me?"

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look at who I am?"

Zhang Hao hesitated, and took a closer look. Although this man was ashamed and couldn't see his face clearly, he always felt familiar.

This voice is...

metropolitan! !
Zhang Hao's face changed drastically.

"You are the suzerain!"

"You're back?"

As if he had thought of something, he hurriedly made a big gift.

"I see, today is your first seven, you must be too worried about us, about Qingshan Sword Sect, so come back to see us."

Zhang Hao was moved.

"We will inherit your will and go on. Although you are dead, your spirit is immortal!"

"After you left, all of us were very sad, but don't worry, we are also very strong."

"Because we know that you have a soul in the sky and you definitely don't want us to be so sad because of your departure. You must hope that we can face life optimistically."

Zhang Hao pointed to the audience with his hand.

"In order not to worry you, the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect are so strong, look! How happy they are laughing!"

The suzerain looked in the direction of the finger.

really!

The disciples all opened their mouths wide, smiling like flowers, very happy.

He was stunned.

Too much, too much!

You are not attending my memorial service to pay homage to me at all.

I think you guys are celebrating my death, bastards!
Take a look!
The guy who's grinning and stuffing stuff into his mouth.

Is it really a big feast?
Good boy! Remember you!

I think you are tired of life crooked!

The suzerain was displeased and said to the grinning disciples.

"Don't laugh! Everyone cry for me!"

"And you bastard! Don't eat!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Mars??"

"Looking at his figure, he is indeed the God of War."

"The first seven of the God of War returned, and their souls returned to their hometown, just to take a look at their disciples and not let them eat the cold banquet. This kind of love and caring from the elders is really selfless and great."

Zhang Hao took out a sack of things and started burning them on the spot.

"Sovereign, these things are a little bit of my heart, you just make do with them, if you are missing something down there, entrust it to me in your dreams, and I will burn it for you."

The suzerain took a look.

Call it good guy!
He has only heard of burning paper money, but he has never seen burning paper flying swords, paper pills, paper spirit stones, and paper Taoist companions!

Not to mention, apart from being a bit damaged, this kid is very thoughtful and innovative!

"The position of suzerain has been taken over by your junior brother."

"Little uncle is powerful. Not only has he maintained the dignity and glory of the sect, but he is also going to challenge the top ten hidden sects alone."

"You have returned to the God of War, and there will be a successor!"

Zhang Hao looked serious, bowed slightly, poured the wine in the glass on the ground, and spoke very piously.

"Thousands of miles empty to send the God of War."

"All of this is as you wish."

"This glass of wine will see you off!"

"Please die in peace, please go all the way!"

Infected by Zhang Hao's sincere tone, everyone at the banquet stood up one after another, raised their wine glasses high, and spilled the wine on the ground with one voice.

"This glass of wine will see you off!"

"Please die in peace, please go all the way!"

Everyone chorused, and the sound resounded through the heaven and the earth.

metropolitan:"……"

Really speechless.

Has the brain power of this group of people reached such a heaven-defying level?

No one was seen alive, no dead body was seen, so he arbitrarily concluded that someone else was dead, and organized his funeral and memorial service.

Have you asked me?
How much do these people want me to die?

I think you are just looking for an excuse to have a big banquet!

"Cough cough!"

"I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

"I'm not dead..."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent at first, and then the pot exploded with a bang.

"God of War, he said he is not dead?"

"Yes, you heard that right."

"It seems to be true. You can see that he has a shadow. How can a ghost have a shadow?"

"My Cao! With such a big battle, is it all a misunderstanding?"

"Who said the God of War is dead in the first place?"

"I don't know... At that time, everyone was saying that the God of War didn't come out, so he must have died inside."

"It seems that Zhang Shaoxia said it. I was near him at that time. As soon as I came out of the ruins, I heard Zhang Shaoxia say that the God of War didn't come out. I'm afraid it's a bad luck, and he died in the ruins."

"Then our big banquet today is not for nothing?"

"Let me just say, how could the dignified and invincible God of War who returned from the death zone die so easily?"

Zhang Hao scratched his head with a strange expression.

I said this?

hiss!
seems like it……

But it doesn't seem to be...

I have no impression at all.

The suzerain sneered.

He already guessed who the rumor of God of War's death came from.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Hao again!
The last time I opened my mouth to spread a rumor, I was rumored to be the invincible returning God of War, and everyone believed it.

This time I opened my mouth to spread a rumor, and I was killed by the rumor, and everyone believed it.

What a f*cking little expert at spreading rumors!
The suzerain waved his hand.

"Forget it, I don't want to pursue the rumor."

"Since I have returned safely, let's forget about it."

Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Although he wasn't sure if he made the rumor, all signs pointed to him.

He hastily followed suit.

"The suzerain returned safe and sound, this is a matter of great joy."

"This memorial service... ends here."

"Come on, Miaomiao, go and replace the funeral papers around with red wedding papers, Wan'er, go and remove the mourning hall, and remove the suzerain's effigy as well."

"And Bai Wei, don't blow it. This song "The Great Funeral" is for the dead. Can you have a little discernment? Our Zong is standing here alive, and change to a more festive "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix."

"This big banquet has been changed to a reception banquet, everyone will continue to eat and drink well."

The suzerain frowned.

"Still eating a big table???"

"Do you know that Haotian Continent is about to face an unprecedented catastrophe!"

"This catastrophe is likely to kill all of us!"

"There's no time for a big banquet! Please listen to me in detail."