Cultivation of the Immortal Unparalleled

Even though it was already the second day, Xu Yu Yanran was still lying on the bed, and no one had touched his room except for Xu Yu Chengye and a few people coming in and out.

So the ink brush on the table looks like it was just used.

After a while, Yanran left a suicide note.

Wei Feng, who thought so in his heart, immediately looked for it. He looked at the table without finding the foot of the table, and saw a piece of paper flying under the square table for decoration. It was not so easy to find it there. Wei Feng knelt down and took it. Take this paper.

After getting this piece of paper, Wei Feng was sure it was Xu Yu Yanran's suicide note, so he took a look at it and took it to the bedroom, giving it to Xu Yu Chengye who was still sitting on the chair silently.

The moment Xu Chengye got the suicide note, he looked at it carefully, the trembling handwriting was completely different from the usual graceful handwriting, and the ink smudged when sweat dripped, it can be seen how much effort Yanran put into writing this suicide note.

"Brother Chengye...

My younger sister is unfilial and my elder brother left one step ahead. I only hope that my elder brother can arrange everything for Sister Wan'er. Don't blame Sister Wan'er. Everything is up to fate. The fate has already arrived and it will not be delayed for three more. My beloved brother, don't do it for me. It's too sad, okay?

Sister Yanran's Last Pencil"

The heart that had been slightly calmed down once again rippled, and he understood how much effort it took Xu Yu Yanran to write this suicide note.

But now he is only angry to the extreme

Yanran thinks so much of you, yet you actually pat her butt and ask Mo Wuxin to take you away.

Xu Yu Chengye patted the table next to him angrily, only to see that the high-quality material of rosewood was shattered all over the place.

Wei Feng looked at the pieces of wood on the ground and secretly estimated how thick Xu Chengye's internal energy was. It was really higher than he imagined. At the same time, he glanced at the blue flower that was still left in the vase. Grass.

Seeing such a peculiar and strong fragrance of flowers, Wei Feng remembered the incident when he ran into Duanmu Flying Sophora japonica a few days ago.

Since Duanmu Feihuai took Wen Wan'er on a trip that day, the impression was very deep. I remember that day...Wen Wan'er also held such a flower in her hand.He casually pulled the flowers out of the vase and asked:

"Cheng Ye, this flower is..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xu Yu Chengye snatching the flowers and tearing them to pieces with a fierce look in his eyes.

"It's it...it's it...it caused Yanran to die, it caused Yanran to die in pain and loneliness."

There were pieces of blue grass on the ground, and Cheng Ye slammed down the thick desk with his palm.

Snapped……

The desk shattered——

"Who the hell told Yanran to instruct Yanran to pick this poisonous flower, who the hell..."

Before he finished speaking, Chengye spat out a mouthful of blood, and as a result, Chengye couldn't help spitting out the blood stagnated in his body. Although Duanmu Feihuai had used spiritual power to help him dredge his tendons yesterday, it was still not completely healed.

A piece of bright red overlapped with the old blood that was only roughly wiped off the ground, and the bright red and dark red seemed to be mixing together.

Wei Feng understood that Xu Yu Chengye vomited a mouthful of blood because of his anger, he carefully took out the silk scarf that Yue Ruhong gave him, and wiped away the blood from Xu Yu Chengye's lips.

The blood stained the silk scarf, even the pair of thrush birds that Yue Ruhong personally embroidered on the scarf last year were also stained red.

Wei Feng casually placed the silk scarf on the dressing table, and then supported Xu Yu Chengye to sit on the chair.

"The dead are the big ones, you should help Yanran wash and encoffin." Wei Feng looked at Yanran who was lying on the bed, and felt that the smell of corpses had overflowed and wafted into the air.

"Ah... that's all..." Xu Yu Chengye's face was so cold that it was about to drop ice, suddenly he sighed and said these words before walking to the mourning hall.

"Lan Xiang brought a few maidservants in to help the young lady remove the uncleanness from her body, and then put on makeup to prepare for encoffining."

The maids finished dressing up their master while weeping. His hair was entwined with noble spirit snakes, and a few golden hairpins were inserted into his hair.

After waiting for the maids to notify their master after finishing the work, the maids came out to inform Xu Chengye to go in and watch his sister.

The pink clothes set off Xu Yanran's pure and spiritual beauty, and her hair was neatly dressed in a beautiful bun. The bun was decorated with the golden hairpin that Cheng Ye had chosen for his sister and Wen Wan'er two days ago. Blue jewels.

Xu Yu Chengye looked at his sister with infinite grief in his heart, Wei Feng gently patted Xu Yu Chengye's shoulder.

"Embrace it, it's useless to watch for a long time."

"That's the only way." With his head down, Xu Chengye glanced sideways at Wei Feng, but Wei Feng didn't see his eyes, it was a warning, and Xu Chengye knew that Wei Feng had followed Mo Wuxin and Wen Wan'er out, so did he go out? do what.

Xu Chengye picked up his younger sister's body and walked to the mourning hall where a crystal coffin was placed. The crystal coffin was somewhat transparent and blurry, so that people could only see the shadow of the person lying in the coffin.

Put Xu Yuyan into the crystal coffin. This coffin was prepared for herself by Xu Yuran. Since she came back from that critical moment, Xu Yuyan begged her elder brother Xu Yuchengye to find an order for her.

The lifelike face was still pure and beautiful as before, just like a sleeping beauty, and she was indeed asleep, but she would never wake up again.

Yu Chengye, who was expressionless, put Xu Yuyan's body in order, then took out a walker from his bosom, and inserted the walker into Xuyu Yanran's bun, and murmured:

"Yanran... This is what your mother prepared for you when you were born, and it can only be worn by the women of the Xu family. The buyao worn by your mother when she was married from the royal family was intended to be passed on to you on the day of your wedding, but you didn't. Can’t wait to go ahead.”

Xu Yu Chengye covered the coffin with his own hands, and then went out after explaining some things. He was so tired, he hadn't closed his eyes from yesterday to today, and he will be buried in three days. Now he will take a bath and rest for a while, and just now After spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, he had to go back to his room immediately to adjust his breath, lest the newly stabilized realm collapse, and the loss outweighs the gain.

"Brother...younger brother has something to do in seclusion for two days, so please don't worry about what you do." Before entering the Chenxiang Pavilion, Xu Chengye turned around to explain to Wei Feng, and then walked in.

"Cheng..." Before he could say anything, he saw Xu Chengye had left, Wei Feng scratched his hair in some discomfort, sighed, and then turned back to Dingfeng Pavilion.

After standing by the hollowed-out window to confirm that Wei Feng had left, Xu Chengye immediately summoned Zhuang Jiu.

"I'm going to retreat for two days." After saying this, Xu Chengye entered the study room, touched the emerald jade and cabbage carvings on the bookshelf with his finger, and saw a secret door opened on the bookshelf. Xu Chengye walked in and opened it After being restrained inside the door, he took out the Huanyuan Pill that Duanmu Feihuai had left before he left from the Naxu Precept and ate it, and then walked into the huge spirit-gathering formation to adjust his breath and meditate.

After running the exercises for 36 weeks like this, Xu Chengye's originally pale face turned rosy, and the medicinal power of Yuan Yuan Pill was so powerful that all the blood stasis in his body melted away.

"The things in the realm of comprehension are really powerful." Feeling his body recovering, Xu Chengye stood up and opened the restraint and walked out. After closing the door of the darkroom, he saw Zhuang Jiu standing at the door.

"What's going on these two days." Xu Yu Chengye asked while arranging his clothes.

"Wei Feng has been sitting in the mourning hall for the past two days to take the place of the owner to guard the spirit. The Qiankun branch notice once saw Mo Wuxin take Wen Wan'er to Linxian Pavilion, Mo Wuxin left Linxian Pavilion in a moment, and then Wei Feng entered Linxian Pavilion, He left in less than half an hour." Xu Yu Chengye groaned for a while before raising his head.

"Hold Linxian Pavilion and don't enter there. No one will lead you out. As long as you see Wen Wan'er and Mo Wuxin coming out, follow them first. Don't tear yourself apart with Mo Wuxin for now."

"Understood." After speaking, Zhuang Jiu left to give instructions to the branch hall.

"Prepare water, I want to take a bath." Going to the door and seeing the maid standing at the door, Xu Chengye said softly, then went back to the bedroom to drink water, and waited for half an hour for the tub in the bathroom to be filled with warm water In a short time, Chengye dismissed the maidservant and took a bath in the water. The thin dirt was a symbol of expulsing all the filth from the body after eating the Returning Yuan Pill.

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