Feng Yifei returned to the Power Gang headquarters in a state of confusion. He vaguely remembered that someone came up to talk to him, but he was kicked out. He didn't remember what he said, and then he got on the carriage...

What I was most worried about along the way was that the master's body would be destroyed. Fortunately, this did not happen, and we brought him back smoothly.

Full of sadness, he held Liu Suifeng in his arms and stepped up the stairs in front of the main altar step by step, his steps feeling indescribably heavy.

I don’t even know how to face my sister and brother-in-law...

"Come, stop!" A power disciple who was guarding in front of the archway pulled out the single sword from his waist and shouted sharply.

"Manager Liu?"

Another disciple of the Power Gang had already seen the injured person being held by Feng Yifei. He screamed in horror and hurriedly ran inside.

Only then did Feng Yifei forget that the disguise on his face had not yet been removed. He raised his hand and wiped off all the disguise medicine, "It's me."

"Master Feng? Take care of him..."

Feng Yifei had no intention of chatting with this powerful disciple, he lowered his head and walked straight over.

Players and NPCs who were walking around in the general forum stopped when they saw Feng Yifei passing by, and looked at Liu Suifeng in his arms in shock.

Before arriving at Mosing Pavilion, Li Chenzhou and Zhao Shirong had already arrived like the wind.

After seeing Liu Suifeng's condition clearly, Zhao Shirong raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes were full of disbelief, and tears dropped like broken beads.

"What on earth is going on?" Li Chenzhou grabbed Feng Yifei's lapel and asked angrily.

Feng Yifei had never seen his brother-in-law so rude before, "I..."

For a moment, Feng Yifei also felt a burst of sadness welling up in his heart, and even swallowed it, speechless.

Zhao Shirong took a deep breath, "Let... let Xiaofei take Lao Wu in first and then we will go into details."

After going to Moxing Pavilion, Feng Yifeiqiang composed himself and told what happened.

Without saying a few words, Song Mingzhu and Gao Silan arrived, and with a bang, they knelt down and lay on Liu Suifeng's body. They both burst into tears and cried so hard that their hearts were broken.

After Feng Yifei finished speaking, Li Chenzhou smashed the table beside him with an angry palm, "Why would Lao Wu bother to plot against Tianzheng and Taichan..."

Feng Yifei saw that his brother-in-law's hands were trembling. With his martial arts skills, it would not be possible for such a situation to happen unless he was extremely sad.

His temples also seemed to be stained by wind and snow at this moment, turning gray.

Feng Yifei was also extremely sad and at a loss in his heart.

Zhao Shirong wiped away his tears and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Fei, you go back first, we will accompany Lao Wu, and you have a good rest. Lao Wu has no heirs, so you and your wife have to send him off with mourning..."

Having said this, Zhao Shirong couldn't help it anymore and shed tears sadly.

Feng Yifei nodded and walked out silently.

Returning to Master's small building, the scenery is still the same, but the master is no longer there.

Feng Yifei squatted beside the small building in a daze, lowered his head, grabbed his hair with both hands, and felt that his mind was blank.

How did it become like this?

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard the sound of ragged clothes approaching.

Feng Yifei didn't want to see who it was, he felt so uncomfortable, as if he was about to suffocate.

The person came closer, walked over slowly, and knelt down.

It's ice cream.

Tangli Jianbing ice cream gently reached out her hand, and regardless of the disapproval between men and women, she hugged Feng Yifei, hugged him into her arms, and said softly, "If you want to cry, just cry."

"I...can't cry..." Feng Yifei whispered, feeling only sadness in his heart without any beautiful thoughts at all.

"I know you are sad, and I am sad too..." Tangli Jianbingbing sighed softly, stopped talking, and just stayed by Feng Yifei's side quietly.

Feng Yifei stayed there in a daze, feeling his head was in a blur, unable to feel the passage of time, and not knowing when the ice cream left.

The whole person is surrounded by feelings of loneliness and sadness, unable to control himself.

Suddenly, the system prompted a "ding" sound.

"The power has been disconnected and the reserve power is enabled. The game will exit after 30 seconds. Players are asked to log off in a safe place to avoid losses."

Feng Yifei was stunned for a moment, but still didn't want to move.

As soon as 30 seconds passed, the vision went dark, and then the light suddenly returned. The gaming device he was wearing was taken off, and what appeared in front of him was ice cream.

"No matter how sad you are, you still have to eat."

Tangli Jianbingbing sighed softly, put down the game device in his hand, and grabbed Feng Yifei, who was still in a daze, with no focus in his eyes, and walked out of the room, "I ordered takeout. Let's eat."

Let’s talk about it after dinner.”

Only then did Feng Yifei realize that Ice Cream had already finished work and returned home.

I feel uncomfortable, everything I eat tastes the same and I have no appetite.

"Cheer up." Seeing Feng Yifei's situation, Tangli Jianbing Ice Cream couldn't blame him.

With the development of virtual games to this point, there is not much difference between NPCs and real people. It is not just a piece of data. Liu Suifeng's death has already dealt a huge blow to him, and all he can do is accompany and comfort him.

Feng Yifei nodded and took a few bites of rice.

"Things have happened, and we can only face it. Who harmed your master? I will help you get revenge. Even if you can't defeat him now, there will always be a chance in the future." Tangli Jianbing Ice Cream only knew Liu Sui from the gang.

The specific circumstances of Feng's death are not clear.

"Master's enemies are all dead..." Feng Yifei replied listlessly, suddenly remembering that there was another one.

Master Monk was hit by Master's death-defying Qianqian Dart and escaped. He is the murderer of "White Phoenix" Mo Yanxia, ​​and he must not be let go.

Although they only met once, after all, it was Mo Yanxia who risked her life to stop her and she lost her life.

He immediately had a goal in mind. After the master's funeral was completed, he asked Gao Silan to send someone to find out the whereabouts of Master Monk. The poison of "Qingqing" is not easy to cure, and there is no chance.

She immediately told the ice cream about the matter, and she agreed with Feng Yifei's plan.

I finished my meal quickly and logged into the game again.

The mourning hall has been set up in the main hall, and the coffin is placed in the center of the upper room. There are spiritual tablets behind it and hundreds of white candles are lit on both sides.

Li Chenzhou and Zhao Shirong stood beside the coffin, looking at Liu Suifeng quietly in the coffin, feeling sad and speechless.

The "King of Swords" Zhao Xiu, the "King of Swords" Qu Hanshan, the "King of Medicine" Mo Feiyu, and the "King of Water" Ju Xiushan were all there, all with furrowed brows and sad expressions on their faces.

Gao Silan and Song Mingzhu, dressed in mourning robes, knelt on one side and cried non-stop. Their eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts.

Seeing Feng Yifei and Tangli Jianbing entering the hall, Li Chenzhou waved, "You and your wife, come here to see your master for the last time."

His hair is whiter, not only on the temples, but also on the top of his head.

Feng Yifei walked to the coffin and took a look. Liu Suifeng was lying quietly in the coffin, with a peaceful face, as if he was alive.

I couldn't help but feel sad again in my heart, and I couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Gao Silan stood up and brought the linen mourning clothes over.

Feng Yifei put on a plain white suit, wore jute clothes outside, and put on a white scarf. Tangli fried ice cream was similar.
Chapter completed!