Cultivation of the Immortal Unparalleled

After taking a bath, Chengye put on pure white clothes, casually tied his hair into a bun, and inserted a green emerald shackle.

It's time to go to the mourning hall to have a look at Yanran, the funeral is going to be tomorrow and there will only be a few hours.

Although Xu Yu Yanran died for several days, during this period Xu Yu Chengye is most grateful to Duanmu Feihuai, his nonchalant concern brought him great comfort, which made Xu Yu Chengye see clearly what is the relationship between these three people Whoever treats himself better is a good friend who can really make deep friends.

As for what Wei Feng followed Mo Wuxin to Linxian Pavilion, it was rather doubtful. Should he visit Linxian Pavilion first?

As far as it is said, only I and my three elder brothers can freely enter and exit the Linxian Pavilion. There is a lost circle inside, and ordinary people will only return to the original point when they enter, not to mention that it only looks like a few short steps when they come out. But if I don't know how to walk, I'm afraid I'll never get to the door.

After walking to the mourning hall, Xu Chengye first went to see his sister Yanran, lit three sticks of fragrant incense and put them into the incense burner, and then saw Wei Feng walking over.

"Fourth brother, you are out of customs." Wei Feng asked with concern.

"Yes... I just left the customs and thank you big brother for helping to keep the spirit. It's just that I need to go to a place to inspect, so I need to ask big brother to take care of you." Xu Yu Chengye cupped his fists as a salute.

"Where are you going, brother, can you go together?"

After finally waiting for Yu Yu Chengye to leave the customs, Wei Feng didn't want to give up the opportunity to get close. After all, that Mo Wuxin betrayed Xu Yu Chengye, and Duanmu Feihuai left long ago. Neither of them pose a threat. Now Xu Yu Chengye is just now. After his sister died, as long as he comforted his heart well, Chengye might accept him in a short while, Wei Feng had his wishful thinking in this way.

"I'm sorry...it's a private matter, little brother, I have to deal with Brother Xie's kindness by myself." After refusing again, Chengye didn't want Wei Feng to follow, he is a little lazy even to be polite to Wei Feng now, although he insisted on staying The heart is very touching, but Xu Yu Chengye already has other thoughts about him.

"Forget it then... come back early..." With a forced smile, Wei Feng laughed at himself that it seemed difficult for his kindness to reach Xu Yu Chengye's heart.

"Yes, farewell." Once again, Xu Chengye left the mourning hall and walked towards the door. On the way, Zhuang Jiu reported the new news by the lakeside of Canmeng Lake.

"A message came from the Qiankun branch, just now Mo Wuxin has left alone with a one-and-a-half-foot figure." Clasping his right hand close to his heart, Zhuang Jiu bowed his head respectfully and said.

"Okay... I'll find out after I know." After finishing speaking, Xu Chengye waved his hand, and saw Zhuang Jiu disappear without a trace in an instant.

Asking his subordinates to prepare two horses, Chengye sat astride a black horse, waved his whip and saw the black horse run so fast that he disappeared in no time, and the servant who straddled the white horse quickly caught up with the speed of the owner's black horse.

The human form...is Wei Feng...is he willing?

Thinking of this, Xu Yu Chengye burst out laughing, because of this thought, Yu Chengye laughed for the first time since Xu Yu Yanran's death.

After all, Wei Fengcai was having an unhappy fight with Yue Ruhong because of Wen Wan'er, and Yue Ruhong left Tianyang Villa in a rage because of this matter, and now he is probably vomiting with Yuedong, the lord of Beifeng Palace.

Seeing the hilltop of Linxiang Pavilion in front of him, Xu Chengye pulled the rein to stop the black horse, and when the servant of the white horse arrived, he handed the rein to the servant.

"Ah San will watch me go and go back." After saying this, Cheng Ye stepped on the top-notch light work and galloped across the mountains. In the time it took for a stick of incense, Cheng Ye stood in front of the gate of Linxian Pavilion .

Chengye entered Linxian Pavilion in no time, the attic was in chaos, the door was wide open, the windows were open, the ground was muddy, the cosmetics on the ground were scattered all over the floor, and the crystal mirror was torn apart. It was caused by a heavy impact on the mirror, and there was a pool of black blood on the ground with a set of blue-green women's clothing on it.

"Heh... Wei Feng is quite willing, is it because he can't get it?" Ruoyou smiled and Cheng Ye turned and left Linxian Pavilion.

Early the next morning, I saw a carriage hung with white cloth and satin. On the carriage was a crystal coffin. Everyone dressed in white lined up in a row and headed for the burial place, Lingdiao Valley.

Along the way, everyone was speechless and only heard intermittent crying, until the valley full of quiet orchid fragrance [Lingdiao Valley]

The cemetery had already been prepared, and the coffins were filled with burial objects including bronze tripods, crystal mirrors, wine, water, dried meat, grains, fruits, pottery horses, pottery puppets, clothes, shoes, kites, accessories and so on.

After the Taoist priests performed some ceremonies, the servants carried the coffin to the place where the coffin was placed in the middle. After the burial, they covered it with lime soil and rammed earth to make the cemetery pile up in a conical shape, and the tombstone was buried long ago.

There are fragrant and charming drunken pandan orchids planted on the valley wall next to it, and a large area of ​​peony flowers are planted on the ground, which is slightly different from the flowers in the villa. Weeping willows flutter in the wind.

Holding the fragrance in his hand, Xu Chengye muttered to himself.

"Yanran... Yanran's brother originally hoped to see you get married, but it was too late, so I sprinkled this vast space with flowers and filled it with bouquets, just hoping to fill the loneliness and loneliness in your heart, and bid farewell to my only relative in the world , my dearest little sister Yanran... Farewell."

Following the loess falling from his hands, Xu Yu Chengye murmured farewell to Xu Yu Yanran, and followed the handful of loess to bury Xu Yu Yanran.

"All the pain in life should be relieved after death."

Sitting in front of Xu Yu Yanran's tomb, Yu Chengye murmured, looking at these servants is really painful.

"It's time to go back."

Xu Yu Chengye looked up at Wei Feng and suddenly smiled

"You go first...you all go back first."

Caressing the tombstone of Xu Yu Yanran, the one sitting here is not the owner of Tianyang Villa but Xu Yu Yanran's elder brother.

"I still want to spend more time here with Yanran."

Seeing Xu Yu Chengye's persistence, Wei Feng was unwilling to force him to stand up.

"Hey...then you go back with me first."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Feng returned to Tianyang Villa with many servants first, leaving Xu Yu Chengye sitting in front of Xu Yu Yanran's tomb thinking.

Lu Mo Wuxin, who had been rushing for three days, came to the Lingyun Sect in the Upper Immortal Realm. In these three days, Mo Wuxin almost took out a round futon from Naxujie and jumped on it as soon as he entered the Upper Immortal Realm. The location of Yun Zongmen.

He also got an invitation from Ziyun, so he entered the Lingyun Sect in the name of watching the Shuangxiu Grand Ceremony.

Standing in front of Duanmu Feihuai's cave, Mo Wuxin was standing under a red maple tree, his light brown eyes stared straight at Duanmu Feihuai in front of him, his expression was completely indifferent.

"Fei Huai, when did you return to the Lingyun Sect?"

"What happened six days ago..." A gentle smile hangs on Duanmu Feihuai's face, he never thought that Mo Wuxin would come to look for him, you must know that only three people care about being called brothers, while the other one always has it or not.

"Why did you leave on your own when you left? What about Wen Wan'er?" Mo Wuxin said bluntly

"What does he have to do with me..." The gentle smile on his face quickly turned into a sarcasm, Duanmu Feihuai crossed his arms and said.

"Do you know that Wen Wan'er is in love with you?" Mo Wuxin's serious expression turned into a murderous one.

"knowledge."

"Then why do you..."

Before Mo Wuxin finished speaking, Duanmu Feihuai interrupted what he was going to say, and his slightly dissatisfied tone showed Duanmu Feihuai's displeasure and anxiety.

"Although I saved Wen Wan'er, does that mean I have to accept her feelings? What's more, have you never noticed it?" Duanmu Feihuai laughed mockingly.

"..."

"Have you never felt it?" asked again.

Mo Wuxin shook his head to express that he didn't understand what Duanmu Feihuai wanted to say, but he stared directly at Duanmu Feihuai with a penetrating gaze, regardless of the staring eyes Duanmu Feihuai was determined to take this opportunity to tell Mo Wuxin Express your heart.

"I love you, I like you! Mo Wuxin."

Hearing these words, Mo Wuxin's eyes became even colder, and he just took a few steps back.

Seeing Mo Wuxin's reaction, Duanmu Feihuai lowered his head and shook his head in disappointment, but when he raised his head, he was more serious, and at the same time approached a few steps forward.

The author has something to say: as an author, can I say that I hate Mo Wuxin~~I really hate him~~hehe

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