Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

"Report, Aland Cauldron Division urgent report!"

A Yunqi army hurriedly entered the Shence Mansion.

Fu Xuan was sitting on the main seat at the moment, sorting out the recent things.

Count casualties, send people to hunt down Yao Wang's remnants, explain the battle situation to the Six Imperial Guards, calculate losses and repair costs, etc.

A mountain of official documents piled up on the chopping board, giving her a headache.

Even relying on Dharma Eyes and Immortal Happy Tea made her restless.

I really don’t know how Jingyuan handled these official documents in the past. He even had time to lead the Yunqi Army in drills, and had time to practice swordplay and chess with Yanqing.

She glanced at Yun Qijun in the audience.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Master Bailu and General Jingyuan are trying to escape Dandingsi."

Ok?

Fu Xuan glared and almost crushed the Immortal Happy Tea in his hand.

"and then?"

"Then... then Master Bai Lu was captured by us, and General Jing Yuan still escaped from Dandingsi and is now missing."

Jing Yuan!

I don’t want to do it!

Before sitting in this position, I thought how wonderful it felt to have such power.

As a result, I am so busy that I don't sleep for six hours a day. It doesn't matter if I don't grow taller, but you still give me trouble!

Fu Xuan was furious in his heart, but still calm on the outside. He picked up a token on the table and threw it away.

"Give it to Yanqing and let him lead the team to find Jingyuan."

The search for Jing Yuan can only be left to Yan Qing first.

Firstly, Yanqing was familiar with Jingyuan and knew where he might go.

Secondly, she has more important things in her hands. The memorial ceremony held by Tianbo Division for the fallen is the top priority now.

After a great war, paying homage to the victims is the end of the event and a new beginning for the Luofu Immortal Boat. It must be flawless.

In the Aland Cauldron Division, Bai Lu was pushed back to the room, not caring that Yan Qing was right in front of her.

"Damn Jingyuan!"

"He actually asked me to order takeout and reduce the number of Yunqi troops guarding me. Then he sold me and ran out to play by himself!"

"Next time we meet, I will shock him, shock him!"

Looking at Long Zun, who was cute even when he was angry, Yanqing shook his head, took the token just sent, and took the two of them out to find someone.

Jing Yuan was currently at the center of Xingchahai, on the Kunyu platform of Sichen Palace of Tianbo Division, looking down.

Below, a foreigner with blond hair in white clothes and a coffin on his back was holding an oil-paper umbrella to block the sunlight in the sky and walking aimlessly on the bustling street.

The star core of Xianzhou has been sealed under the building wood, and the matter has come to an end for the time being, but the undercurrent under the water is still turbulent and terrifying.

Xia Zhihui originally wanted to return Xingcha, but was temporarily captured by Yu Kong.

The mourning ceremony, in short-lived terms, is a funeral.

For the Immortals on the Immortal Boat, what happens after death has always been a distant and rare concept. For them, it is more often that they fall into the demonic body.

Before the signs of the demon body appear, the guides of the Ten Kings will bring the immortal boat people into the Hall of Cause and Effect, leaving behind their life experiences and then dying.

Therefore, the Immortals are accustomed to using short farewells instead of funerals with many rituals.

But there is an exception, that is, someone died on the battlefield. In this case, it would be lucky to have a complete corpse, and most people would only have a grave with clothes. It is also at this time that the immortal species will need a funeral.

On weekdays, the only people who value posthumous rituals are those Fox tribesmen whose lifespan is limited.

Although they live longer than ordinary short-lived species, they are indeed entering death.

Unlike the Vidyadharas who transformed and reincarnated, the Immortal Boat people fell into the demonic shadow.

But this time Jianmu revived and King Yao rebelled, countless Yunqi died in the line of duty or fell into the demon body.

The Hall of Cause and Effect had no time to absorb their lives, so they passed away.

All hasty deaths and unrealized wishes require a solemn and decent farewell ceremony.

The mourning ceremony is the farewell ceremony.

Put the relics of the deceased on the star raft, send the fairy boat out, sail into the star, and shine with the star.

Yu Kong's words were a bit heavier than before.

Xia Zhihui had no choice but to seriously accept the commission and ensure that the transportation of materials could be completed.

The scene decoration for the mourning ceremony requires many flowers, white and black fabrics, tables, chairs, and boxes bought from other worlds, all of which need to be transported safely.

In the past, it was all transported by self-driving Xingcha.

But the Qionguan Formation is still being repaired at the moment, so it would be better if Xia Zhihui can help and reduce some computing power.

Xia Zhihui ran back and forth several times before finishing all the projects that Tianbo Company needed for several days.

After taking out the last cargo, he stood beside Yu Kong and shook his head.

"I never expected that I would become a porter in another world."

Yukong added a large amount of credits to his account.

"You deserve this, accept it well. You have saved us much more money than this."

"When I'm done with this period of time, I'll help you ask Shence Mansion."

Xia Zhihui touched his head.

"Okay, please excuse me, stewardess, I'll go back first."

Even though it didn't take much physical effort, walking around in the warehouse, he was already covered in ashes like other Tianbo Division employees.

At this time, I just teleported back to the lower area and had a good rest.

On the way back, I met Hook and was laughed at for being so dirty. He just smiled and shook his head and sped back to his room.

There are always sacrifices in war, and there are many victims in Tianbosi. The atmosphere is much duller than before. His mood has also been affected. He doesn't want to talk much. Even if he gives Hook a smile, he can't squeeze it out.

After taking a shower, I changed my clothes and lay down in the bedroom to rest for a while, then I felt a lot more energetic.

When I opened the door, I saw Xi'er and I was in a better mood.

"Are you back again?"

"Well, what's the matter? Do you dislike me coming back too often?"

Xi'er does have this idea.

I have only been away for two months, and I come back no less than twice a week. Recently, it has been even more frequent, almost every other day.

This frequency seems to be no different from the time when he was most seriously missing while playing.

Isn't it a bit of a loss to rush up and hug him when you say goodbye for the first time?

Xia Zhihui looked at Xi'er who didn't know what he was thinking, then leaned out and looked around the corridor, but there was no one there.

Then he directly put his arms around her slender and strong waist and hugged her in.

She closed the door smoothly, and under Xi'er's surprised eyes, she aimed at a touch of warm red and kissed her.

The hot breath is intertwined, lingering and moist.

Was attacked?

Xi'er's eyes widened, then closed again, immersed in the tossing and turning.

Forget it, it’s not the first time anyway.

She put her backhand around his neck and took the initiative to greet him.

The big hand holding the waist gradually moved upward, and just when he was about to climb the peak, he was slapped away.