The headless corpse was that of Long Fengyang. The head had been taken away by Wu Chi. Only the headless corpse was left and was brought back by Xu Qing. It is estimated that the people in the room would only feel at ease after seeing this bloody corpse.
Ren Bing took a slight breath when he saw the corpse, raised his head and whispered: "It's Long Fengyang. I didn't expect that he died in your hands in the end, but where did his head go?"
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "I didn't kill the person. It was Senior Wu Chi who chopped off Long Fengyang's head. When Long Fengyang bloodbathed Shengwu Hall, Senior Wu Chi chopped off his head to pay homage to the unjust soul who died in vain in Shengwu Hall. This is not true.
Don’t be happy with the retribution of Heavenly Law!”
Ren Bing frowned slightly, lowered his voice and asked: "Is Senior Wu Chi also a Saint Realm warrior?"
Xu Qing nodded with a serious face and said: "Yes, Senior Wu Chi has successfully broken through. Long Fengyang was beheaded. Two of his puppet warriors blew themselves up and died. Li Lan suffered a little and is now being sent away."
When we arrived at the treatment center, they were all superficial injuries. I believe it won’t take long to recover. This matter is basically over.” He deliberately made his words ambiguous, so that everyone would think that he was a martial artist who killed Long Fengyang.
illusion.
Li Pengfei's eyes widened and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Do you think the two puppet warriors blew themselves up and died?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Yes, as far as I know, the inner elixir of the puppet warrior is extremely unstable. Once he fights with all his strength, it will cause self-destruction. The big pit in the Hongye Mountain military base is the best proof. If you search carefully, maybe
You can also pick up some broken bones and meat from the pit."
An expression of relief appeared on Li Pengfei's face. He stood up and reached out to hold Xu Qing's shoulders. He lowered his voice and said, "Qingzi, I will take you to see my little sister tomorrow. I know she wants you to go."
Xu Qing's heart was shocked, and he nodded without thinking, and whispered: "Okay, I will ask someone to buy some sacrifices tomorrow morning."
Li Pengfei's palm on his shoulder tightened slightly, his eyes turned slightly red, he nodded, released his palm and left.
Tang Guobin stood up silently and left with Li Pengfei. He was going to the treatment center to accompany Li Lan. His heart that had been tense for many days finally relaxed.
A night of heavy snowfall has passed, and the snow-covered capital has ushered in a new morning. Xu Qing got up very early, packed his luggage, and put on a black suit. Shenxing sent a large package of incense candle paper money early.
There is also a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.
As soon as everything was sorted out, Li Pengfei's call arrived. Xu Qing called Zhang Rui and prepared to return to Jiangcheng after paying homage to Li Huixian. He hid the aircraft in a large pool outside the northern suburbs. He could just find a secluded place and press the remote control at any time.
You can leave by aircraft.
Li Pengfei drove a military jeep without anyone accompanying him. There was only a bouquet of lilies covered with morning dew on the back seat of the car.
Xu Qing carried a canvas bag and got into the car with Zhang Rui. Li Pengfei drove straight to the cemetery. The three of them were silent all the way, listening to the howling of the cold wind with the windows open.
Li Huixian's ashes were buried in an independent cemetery, which was bought by Li Pengfei with a huge sum of money. He bought this independent cemetery specifically for his sister. He didn't want too many people to disturb her peace and it was convenient for her to come.
Worship.
The jeep drove directly to the parking space in front of the tomb area and found a black car parked here. Li Pengfei parked the car aside, turned to Xu Qing and said, "My dad is inside, how about we wait?"
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "No, let's go in!" He has now returned to his true colors. Anyway, he already understands Long Fengyang's affairs and there is no need to hide anything anymore.
Zhang Rui stayed in the car, while Li Pengfei and Xu Qing got out of the car carrying their things and walked to the door of the tomb area. The two guards recognized Li Pengfei, nodded and stepped aside, and they walked in slowly carrying the sacrifices.
Li Huixian's tomb is quite luxurious, with a white marble border and a white marble tombstone. There are evergreen pines and green cypresses planted around it. It can be seen that Li Pengfei spent a huge sum of money on his sister's tomb. No matter how luxurious the tomb is, it is only for the living people to express their grief.
, buried inside is a young life.
The silver-haired Li Xingguo sat in front of the tomb, letting the cold wind blow the tears on his face. His daughter's death made him heartbroken. It was his wrong decision that led to the death of his beloved daughter. The pain and guilt in his heart had reached an indescribable level. During this period, he
I would come to my daughter's grave every day to repent and shed tears, as if I had suddenly aged ten years.
Repentance could not bring his daughter back to life, and guilt would not help. Excessive sadness made Li Xingguo lose all desire to work. He would rather stay in front of his daughter's grave every day and drink away his sorrows.
Li Pengfei and Xu Qing walked to the tomb together. Li Xingguo raised his head and glanced at the two of them, making a soft sound from his stiff neck.
Xu Qing took two steps forward, bowed and placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tomb. When he saw the colorful porcelain statue on the tombstone, his expression suddenly froze, and the scene in his mind when Li Huixian came to see him when he was pretending to be sick.
, I didn’t expect that the silent farewell would end up forever separating us, and I couldn’t help but feel an unspeakable melancholy in my heart.
Li Pengfei stepped forward and put down the lilies, and said in a low voice: "Little sister, elder brother has brought Qingzi to see you." Just halfway through speaking, tears already oozed from the corners of his eyes.
Bang! A crisp sound interrupted their thoughts. They turned their heads and looked around, only to find that Li Xingguo had knocked over a wine bottle. The bottle hit the white marble floor and broke into a pile of irregular fragments. His palm was unknown.
When he pressed on the fragment, he was bleeding, but he seemed not to feel the pain at all, and his eyes were fixed on the colorful porcelain photo on the tombstone.
Li Pengfei quickly stepped forward and took his father's hand, squatted down and carefully pinched away the broken glass from the wound, and whispered: "Dad, why do you torture yourself?"
Tears welled up in Li Xingguo's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "It was me who harmed Xiaoxian, it was I who harmed your sister..." At the end of the sentence, the No. 1 leader who once ruled the political arena was already crying. In the eyes of outsiders, he is now
A poor old man who lost his beloved daughter.
Xu Qing squatted down, took out a lighter, lit the incense candle he brought, put the paper money into the paper burning pool and lit it. Every movement was orderly. He had nothing to say to Li Xingguo, and there was no need to comfort him.
In his view, Li Huixian's death was caused by the Li brothers. If they had not supported the puppet warrior plan behind the scenes, the tragedy would not have occurred. A few tears and confessions would not help at all.
The paper money burned and smoke curled up into the sky. Xu Qing silently put the stacks of paper money into the fire and burned it. He listened to Li Xingguo's low whimpering and watched the fine black paper ashes drifting away in the smoke. The deceased was gone.
The beauty is ill-fated. Li Huixian was born in such a special family and was not happy. She is like a delicate flower that grew up in a greenhouse. She is pure and beautiful, but cannot withstand the wind and rain. Her beauty only leaves a few traces.