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Chapter 896: Battle in the mourning hall

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    "Wow, Brother Feng, why did you leave us so quickly?"

    "Master, you left too suddenly. Who would have thought"

    "Hey, now that you're gone, what will Feng Lei do? Our big things haven't been finished yet."

    In front of the mourning hall of the Holy Fire Sect's main altar, a stone statue of Yang Feng was lying quietly in the top coffin. Below, the three girls Yin Tianxue, Ji Shishi and Wang Yueying were dressed in mourning clothes. They were crying hard, but the focus of their sadness was slightly different.  .

    Yin Tianxue is innocent and sincere; Ji Shishi regards Yang Feng as her support for the rest of her life, and her love is as deep as the sea; although Yue'er admires and admires Yang Feng very much, this love has many utilitarian aspects.

    After all, her union with Yang Feng was a political marriage in itself.

    At this moment, in addition to the sadness of her husband's sudden death, she was also thinking about the future situation.

    Without Yang Feng as the leader, it means losing the support of the Holy Fire Cult. In the future, when the wind and thunder are in chaos, the Wang family will be isolated and helpless again. What should they do?

    "Her Majesty the Queen is here!"

    At this moment, a loud shout rang out, and a woman with a pretty face and graceful figure walked in outside the door. She was also dressed in mourning clothes, but she was holding a baby in her arms.

    It is none other than the Queen of Nanzhao, Yun Zhan is undoubtedly the queen.

    Ji Shishi and Yue'er both knew her. When they saw her coming, they hurried forward, especially staring at her baby, and murmured: "Your Majesty, your child is"

    "One, two, three That damn guy really didn't lie to me. I really only have three sisters above me."

    Yun Zhan first counted the number of people in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and then sniffed with laughter and tears, looked at the child in his hand with a hurt look on his face and said: "Sisters, this is between me and that damn ghost.  My son. I originally wanted to wait for him to come back and give him a surprise, but I didn¡¯t expect to hear news about him again. It was actually the news of his death. My poor child has no father as soon as he is born, woo woo woo.¡±

    What, you actually already have a son?  So fast?

    Unable to help being shocked, the girls looked at each other and then at their own bellies, all of them couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed.

    ¡°I¡¯ve been sleeping with that bastard for such a long time and there¡¯s been no movement at all, so how come the queen is here all of a sudden?

    ¡°Alas, she got ahead of him, and her son became Yang¡¯s eldest son.

    However, although the three women are a little depressed now, why do they care so much now that everyone is dead?  Are you still afraid that the heir to the throne will steal the inheritance from them?

    "I am the head of a country, do you care about that little inheritance?"

    At this time, the four girls no longer cared about Yang Feng's romantic debt. Even when Yin Tianxue met Yun Zhan for the first time and knew that Yang Feng had a woman outside, she was no longer jealous.

    Now that everyone is gone, why should we be jealous?

    "Sister Queen, can I hug this child?"

    Yin Tianxue murmured as he blinked his pitiful big eyes.

    Yun Zhan pondered for a moment, nodded lightly, and handed the child into her arms.

    Yin Tianxue looked deeply at the familiar features of this child, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "Look at this child, he looks very similar to Brother Feng. When I see him, I think of Brother Feng, woo woo hoo."

    "Yes, this is the only seedling left by our master to our Yang family. Regardless of whether he is our biological son or not, for our master, we must take good care of him."

    Ding Ding nodded, Ji Shishi shouted, and the other girls nodded in agreement.

    "The head of the Yunding Sect, the leader of the Hua Yunlong Sect has arrived."

    "Head of the Haisha Sect, leader Qi Bufan has arrived."

    "The Lord of Jiulong Mountain"

    ¡­¡­

    Soon, loud cheers rang out again, and the girls returned to their original positions and knelt down to greet family members. But at this time, there was another one among them er, no, it was two people, Yun Zhan and her.  son.

    ??????Every prominent figure in the southern martial arts community came to pay homage, and they all couldn't believe how the dignified leader of the Holy Fire Cult of Nanjue died suddenly and peacefully?

    Who committed the murder?  Can you even kill Nan Jue?

    It¡¯s hard for Poison King and the others to explain, so they can¡¯t directly reveal the secrets of Nether Palace and Martial Arts Alliance. Then they would be seeking death.

    Don¡¯t say they have no evidence now, so what if there is real evidence?  Going against the Wulin Alliance would mean going against the entire Wulin. They didn't have the courage, especially when Yang Feng had just died and the group was leaderless.

      "Master of the Dragon King Sect, Long Xiaotian, the Master of the Dragon Sect is here!"

    Suddenly, another loud shout came from outside the door, and the faces of Poison King and others changed.

    Not only them, but also the martial arts comrades from the south who came to express their condolences were all shocked and their faces darkened.

    As we all know, Long Xiaotian is ambitious and has long planned to invade the south.  It's just that Nan Jue has always been the leader in the southern martial arts world to resist, so he hasn't been able to do what he wanted. However, in recent years, those thieves' hands have been reaching out to the south quite a lot.

    Even many southern sects have already submitted to his northern camp.

    This time, Nan Jue had just returned to the west, and he came to express his condolences. This was definitely not a good deed, and he was probably looking for trouble.

    Hahaha¡­¡­

    Just as people were thinking this, a burst of laughter suddenly came in, and Long Xiaotian led everyone inside the door and walked in swaggering, beaming with joy.

    It seems that he is not here for the funeral, but for the wedding.

    Seeing this scene, everyone was furious and secretly hated him. Ji Shishi and other widows and other daughters also stared at him fiercely, gnashing their teeth in anger.

    ¡°As soon as my late husband died, someone came to the door to laugh at me. It was simply a provocation.

    However, Long Xiaotian did not pay attention to the anger of these people.

    "In today's world, the only ones who can compete with him are the other four masters. Now that Yang Feng, the southern master, is dead, he will not take the remaining minions seriously.

    With an evil smile on his lips, Long Xiaotian casually took four sticks of incense and lit them. After bowing perfunctorily to Yang Feng's coffin, he suddenly sneezed and immediately sprayed a mouthful of saliva onto the coffin.

    "you¡­¡­"

    With his fists clenched, Ji Shishi and the other girls looked at him hatefully, their eyes about to burst.

    Poison King and others also burst out with anger in their eyes, gritted their teeth and said: "Master Longmen, please be more respectful."

    "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back just now, please don't mind."

    With a devilish smile, Long Xiaotian casually inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, shrugged and said: "I and Leader Yang hit it off as old friends at first sight, and we cherish each other. It's a pity that Leader Yang was short-lived and left so soon. Madams, please express your condolences.  "

    Without saying a word, the girls just stared at him fiercely, as if they wanted to eat someone.

    Long Xiaotian ignored it, puffed out his chest, and continued: "However, something unexpected happened to Master Yang, and the southern martial arts community was leaderless. Before the next Nan Jue was elected, as a close friend of Master Yang, this sect leader really has  It is my duty to take on this responsibility and maintain the order of the southern martial arts world for him. I think it is gratifying to see Master Yang in heaven."

    "Okay, the master of Longmen is Beijue, and he is as famous as Master Yang. Now he takes on the righteous responsibility of the southern martial arts world. It is natural and we have no objection."

    As soon as the words fell, someone immediately started waving flags and shouting.

    Poison King and others looked at each other with everyone in the southern martial arts world, and they were all shocked.

    This Long Xiaotian wants to take advantage of the leaderless situation in the south to quickly take over the southern martial arts world. His ambition is so obvious!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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