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Just as the voice of the report outside the door fell, Yan Juexiu, who was still in the room, suddenly moved. Before the people outside the door could react, Yan Juexiu's figure was already a few steps away.

Yan Juexiu's heart was beating wildly, he only heard the phrase that Mr. Su was found, he said silently in his heart, maybe, maybe he is still alive, as long as he is alive, there is still hope.

Since cohesion can prolong his life for him, why not ask for the Five Watches?

At this moment, Yan Juexiu only had one thought in his mind, and he didn't think about the feasibility of this matter at all.

He rushed all the way to the main hall with lightness kung fu. When he just entered, the target was the person covered by the white cloth. He took a step back, unconsciously suffocated, "Human, where is the person?"

"I also ask the head of the sect to express my condolences." Everyone knelt down and said in unison.

Yan Juexiu's eyes were red, he widened his eyes, flicked his robe sleeves, a gust of internal force brought the wind and rolled the white cloth away, the white cloth gently fell to the ground, revealing the face of the person lying quietly.

The lying person had a handsome face and a relaxed smile between his brows. Yan Juexiu took a step back and pressed his back against the door. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Even though he was far away, he could still see it. When he came out, the silent person was Su Shi.

Yan Juexiu swallowed his saliva, and his throat moved slightly, but he didn't even notice that his breathing trembled with some choking.

Everyone watched, looked at each other, and finally became charming. She reached out and picked up the white cloth to cover Su Shi.

Not wanting, Yan Juexiu stepped forward and pushed her away, "Get out of the way!"

"Young master is dead, please let the sect master let him go to the ground!" Meiru said as she sat down on the ground, resisting the tendency to cry.

Yan Juexiu glared at her, "Who says he's dead!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Juexiu bent down and hugged Su Shiliao, his movements were gentle, his eyes were full of tenderness and love, he said softly: "Li You, don't be afraid, I'll ask Doctor Long to show you."

After finishing the words, Yan Juexiu turned around and returned to the house with Su Shile in his arms.

Doctor Long received the news and guarded the door, and seeing Yan Juexiu with a smile on his lips, he strode forward with ease.

"Doctor Long, come and take a look, Li You can't wake up when she's asleep." Yan Juexiu smiled indulgently.

Doctor Long just felt creepy watching, did Su Shi's death make Yan Juexiu go crazy?

Yan Juexiu carried Su Shiliao into the room and put him down, then sat down beside the bed sideways, and ordered Doctor Long to come forward.

Doctor Long stepped forward to look at Su Shile's sleeping appearance, his heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, but the result was correct. Su Shile was dead, without a pulse, heart stopped beating, and breathing stopped.

Doctor Long's face turned pale, and he knelt down suddenly, "Master Su, Mr. Su has passed away, please mourn and accept the reality!"

Doctor Long was telling the truth, but Yan Juexiu was suddenly furious, and directly beat Doctor Long out, "Get lost! If I hear this again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Dr. Long was knocked out of the house, but Yan Juexiu's force was well controlled and did not hurt him.

Doctor Long stood up and knelt outside the house, kowtowed and said: "Master Su, Mr. Su has passed away, please let Mr. Su go to the ground for peace!"

"I implore the head of the Yan sect to let the young master go to the ground for peace."

"My lord, I implore you to let the young master rest in peace."

"I implore the sect master to let Mr. Su go down to earth."

In just a cup of tea, Xinmen, Huaxianglou, and Tofu came one after the other, and everyone said the same thing.

The more Yan Juexiu listened, the angrier he became, he went out with a box of chess pieces and tapped the acupuncture points for everyone, and then he gave Su Shi a comb to comb his hair.

"Liyou, they won't quarrel with you anymore, you should rest well." Yan Juexiu looked at Su Shijiu with such gentle and affectionate eyes.

But if someone else saw it, they would definitely feel creepy.

"Look, the corners of your mouth are peeling, I'll give you some water." Yan Juexiu touched Su Shi's lips, and said with a sigh.

Then he took the teacup and poured water, but Su Shi couldn't swallow it for a long time, and the water flowed out again.

Yan Juexiu's eyes dimmed, but he smiled and said, "Okay, don't drink."

He looks like a madman now, everyone has acupuncture points tapped outside, but he still has ears.

From time to time, Yan Juexiu's laughter came out of the house, still hearty, and the words were still the familiar Yan Shaozhuang owner, but everyone present knew that no one in the room talked to him except Yan Juexiu .

It can be said that Juexiu looked as if he was talking to someone, Meiru closed her eyes, and slowly shed tears.

The eyes of the other elders were all red, but no one could say anything, and they wanted to persuade them again, but they were powerless.

Just at this time, the door of the next room opened, and He Xiang was dressed in coarse linen, holding a black spiritual tablet in his hand, on which was engraved the spiritual tablet of Fang's Minghuan.

He Xiang walked out slowly, walked to the front of the crowd, bent his legs and knelt down, and said loudly: "Uncle Yan, please let Master go to the ground for peace!"

He raised his head and yelled with his neck stuck, and the voice immediately reached Yan Juexiu's ears in the room.

Yan Juexiu's expression froze, he stood up, went to the door and opened it, he stared at He Xiang.

He Xiang also looked at him without fear, and Yan Juexiu's gaze was attracted by his attire and the things in his arms.

He suddenly stepped forward and threw the spiritual tablet on the ground, pulled the sackcloth off He Xiang's head with his hands, and said coldly, "Don't curse your master!"

"Master has passed away, why is Uncle Yan unwilling to face the reality? Master left yesterday, and I sent him off with my own hands!" He Xiang picked up the spiritual tablet and hugged it to his chest, raised his head and shouted.

His face was full of stubbornness, and he gritted his teeth fiercely after speaking, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Yan Juexiu was furious, pointed at He Xiang and said, "I say! Don't curse your master!"

No one could bear Yan Juexiu's anger, even He Xiang was a little scared, but he raised his jaw slightly and said loudly: "Uncle Yan! You are the young master of Yunmu Villa! You are the master of Xinmen , but also my master's lover! How can you be immersed in your own thoughts and unable to extricate yourself?!"

"Master is dead, this is a fact!"

Everyone is telling him the truth, how can Yan Juexiu not know, it's not that he doesn't know the truth, he is denying the truth.

Just after He Xiang's words fell, Yan Juexiu said: "If I don't admit it, it's not the truth!"

He Xiang raised his hand, held the spiritual tablet in front of Yan Juexiu, gritted his teeth and said, "It's useless if you don't admit it, Uncle Yan, have you forgotten that the master also has a bloody revenge and has not avenged him yet, so he can leave with peace of mind." Go, because of you, don't you want to immerse yourself in this and not avenge your master!"

The words "revenge, deep revenge in the sea of ​​blood" fell into his ears, and Yan Juexiu lowered his eyelids. He was originally a calm person, but Su Shile's sudden departure was unacceptable to him. No one in the room would dare to peel it off like this.

Only He Xiang dared to say, "Master is also being murdered by others now. You don't want to take revenge, but you deny the facts like this. How can you let Master rest in peace!"

"Yes, I should avenge Li You!"