Qin Qingfeng was suddenly stunned. The next second, he took his last breath and fell into Lin Mengxi's arms with a smile.
"Breeze!"
"Dad!" Qin Shuang couldn't help it anymore and rushed over, crying heartbrokenly: "Wake up, wake up, don't you want to hear me call you dad? I called you, you should
One sound."
"father!"
Seeing Qin Shuang crying into tears, the self-blame in Han Sanqian's heart reached the extreme.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Han Sanqian punched the ground, and a huge crater as big as a casserole was made in the hard hall.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with sadness and regret.
Standing up suddenly, Han Sanqian rushed out of the hall.
"ah!!"
With an angry roar to the sky, his whole body roared, and a huge golden wave spread directly to all directions.
"Bang bang bang!"
The four stone elephants outside the hall exploded immediately when they encountered Jin Mang, turning into powder.
The entire hall also shook violently due to this huge wave.
Those surviving Yaoshen Pavilion disciples who were overwhelmed by the explosion of the Heavenly Fire Moon were even more unlucky. They had just flown over and were about to gather outside the hall, but were suddenly hit by the huge wave and dispersed.
One by one, like kites with broken strings, they were flying everywhere.
In the hall, rocks fell and sand flew, and Ye Gucheng and the others looked at each other in shock. Han Sanqian just roared in anger with such power, and everyone turned pale with fright.
"Gucheng, what should we do now? Look at that guy, he's not easy to mess with." Wu Yan said timidly.
A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Gucheng's eyes. He didn't know what to do. Just withdraw. After finally taking down the Void Sect, the duck that caught his mouth just flew away. How could he let it go?
But what if we don’t withdraw?!
Han Sanqian is in a rage. What if he takes it out on himself? What's more, Han Sanqian has now stated that he wants to interfere in the affairs of the Void Sect.
Just as he was hesitating, Han Sanqian walked in with an angry face and glanced directly at Ye Gucheng, making Ye Gucheng tremble with fear.
"I want to bury my master, do you want to get out now? Or do you want to wait until I finish burying my master and then kill you?" Han Sanqian shouted coldly.
"You!" Ye Gucheng was furious. Han Sanqian was simply too arrogant and did not save any face for himself. However, what could he do? "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Gucheng took Wu Yan and others and left in embarrassment.
"Sanyong, please go and bring all my friends from outside into the sect." Han Sanqian said.
"Yes!" Sanyong nodded, waved his hand, took the elders of Ersanfeng and helped Ruoyu out.
Soon there were only three thousand and three people left in the hall.
Han Sanqian did not speak, but sat in the corner, feeling depressed for a while.
Although Qin Qingfeng persuaded him before he died, Han Sanqian could not pass the test in his heart.
Qin Qingfeng is his master after all.
However, he died by his own sword.
Even if it is unintentional, it is still an act of rebellion.
After a long time, Qin Shuang wiped away her tears and stood up slowly. Then, she gritted her teeth and suddenly activated energy in her hand, and a flame hit Qin Qingfeng's body directly.
Han Sanqian suddenly shot over with energy and frowned: "What are you doing?"
Qin Shuang shook his head: "He is dead. I want to cremate him."
"Let's have a funeral." Han Sanqian said.
This is the only thing he can do for Qin Qingfeng.
"Although Ye Gucheng is gone, with his personality, he will definitely come back. We don't have time to hold a funeral for him. He will be cremated on the spot. Let him go as he came." Lin Mengxi shook her head and said.
"I will take care of everything!" Han Sanqian said coldly.
After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he picked up the long sword in his hand and walked straight out.
Not long after, in the sky above the Void Sect, a figure stood there with a cold expression, like a stone statue, motionless.
But he is also like a patron saint, guarding the top of the Void Sect!
In the lobby of the Wushu Sect, blank papers were hung high, the mourning hall was lifted up, and a funeral officially began.
After Su Yingxia and others came in and knew what happened, no one bothered Han Sanqian in the air, but helped to take care of Qin Qingfeng's funeral.
Su Yingxia, in particular, was busy all the time, no harder than Qin Shuang.
As for her, she knew that as a wife, what she had to do at this time was to silently share Han Sanqian's worries, do what he wanted to do but couldn't do for the time being, and compensate for what Han Sanqian wanted to compensate.
This funeral took a long time to be held, and the Void Sect also treated the elder's death with courtesy.
Early the next morning.
The sky is slightly bright!
On the top of the mountain in the distance, figures swayed.
Ye Gucheng's face was cold, and he followed one person closely. Behind them was a large army of 60,000 to 70,000 people, marching forward in a mighty manner!
"Han Sanqian, you are dead." Ye Gucheng shouted coldly in his heart.
The person in front of Ye Gucheng looked at the silhouette of the Wushu Sect in the air with burning eyes. Under the sun, his face looked particularly familiar at this time - it was Wang Xuuzhi of Yaoshen Pavilion!
