Hou Zhong looked crazy, but this laughter seemed a bit ethereal to the Grand Pavilion Master. It was too far away. The blood in his mouth kept falling. The Grand Pavilion Master raised his head with a sad smile on his face.
After the broken Immortal Killing Sword pierced the heart, not even a god could return.
"Hou Zhong, you!"
The senior sister was frightened and angry. She knocked Hou Zhong away and hugged the grand master, who had already fallen to the ground on his back. He looked at the senior sister, who had tears streaming down her face.
"Junior brother, you..."
The Grand Pavilion Master smiled, his smile was very bright, but he spoke intermittently, as if his breath was free, "When you come, you are happy, and when you go, you are sad. It's better to just walk around the world for a while. It's better not to come or go. There's no joy or sorrow. It doesn't matter.
, no problem.”
"Sister, I am satisfied."
"I died a thousand years ago, and now I die here again. How wonderful, how wonderful."
Looking at the sky, it is sunny.
The grass underground is both green and dazzling red.
Chen Fan walked blankly to the Grand Pavilion Master. The Grand Pavilion Master smiled and slowly closed his eyes, "Senior Sister,...I don't have any big regrets at this time. After I die, don't touch my family."
"And everyone related to me."
"I want Hou Zhong, swear..."
"If you violate this oath, you will be struck by heaven or struck by lightning."
The Grand Pavilion Master finally passed away, his breath gone, and the Three Flowers Gathering of a Generation fell. The Holy Son who once walked out of the Kunlun Sword Sect finally fell here. Perhaps everything was as he said, as early as a thousand years ago.
He had already given up on this before.
Now, I just come here and go back again.
A group of people surrounded him and watched silently. The blood could no longer coagulate. The senior sister was shaking all over and stood up blankly. She glanced at Hou Zhong and walked away step by step.
Hou Zhong, with disheveled hair, sat on the ground, motionless.
Laughed once, laughed again.
Then there was nothing to say.
The crowd dispersed!
Chen Fan watched for a long time, and finally he was the only one left, watching silently. "Did I kill him?" Chen Fan lost his mind.
Maybe it was because of myself that I killed him, or maybe if I hadn't told him this in the first place, he wouldn't have come back.
Chen Fan sat on the ground blankly for a long time.
After a long time, several old men who were as tall as the ground came and took away the body of the great pavilion master. The body of the great pavilion master was finally buried beside the old sect master with great splendor.
Restore the status of Zeng Shengzi of the Kunlun Sword Sect, restore the ancestral temple, and enjoy sacrifices.
"Chen Fan."
In the main hall, Hou Zhong sat high and deep, with the master's crown on his head, and his face could not be seen clearly. The surrounding walls were tough and dense, filled with a chilling smell that made the whole body feel cold.
"Do you know your guilt?"
The cold voice fell from high in the sky, like a sentence to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was silent for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and said, "Convicted." He just stood upright and smiled slightly.
"Okay, here comes someone!"
Hou Zhong slapped the table with an extremely cold expression, "The criminal Chen Fan murdered Master Lin Xiao. He committed a heinous crime that will never be redeemed by death. Come here, drag him down and behead him in front of everyone!"
From the side, two Xuan Yings came immediately and grabbed Chen Fan's arms.
"etc!"
A cold voice sounded, and then from the side, a woman slowly walked in. The senior sister drove in, stared at Hou Zhong, "Let him go."
She just said calmly.
"Senior sister." Hou Zhong stood up, and his tone suddenly became a little looser. "It's none of your business here. You go back to the back mountain to rest first." Hou Zhong said with a smile.
"I'll say it again." The senior sister looked at her silently, with some tears on her face, "let him go."
There was silence in the main hall. After a long time, Hou Zhong said slowly, "Sister, you know, this matter cannot be spread, it will damage my reputation. Moreover, as a disciple of Lin Xiao, he is extremely talented.
Jia, in the entire Kunlun Sword Sect, no one of the younger generation can be his opponent."
"If you let him go, it will only be a matter of time before he becomes the leader of a generation. Do you really want to give up being your husband for a dead man?"
"I say it again, let it go!" the senior sister said coldly.
Hou Zhong's lips moved slightly, but he had no more words to say. He knew that he could not hold on any longer.
The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly seemed much colder.
"Come here," Hou Zhong said softly, "throw yourself into the endless hell."
"You..." Senior Sister's face turned extremely ugly, "What's the difference between this and killing him?" The Kunlun Sword Sect is the most ancient place in the world, and among the ancient places, there is the most ferocious place in the world. This ferocious place
The earth is [Eternal Hell]
For countless years, in this world, there have been some murderers who are almost impossible to kill, such as the ‘Han Bao’
Just throw them all into the endless hell and let them fend for themselves.
After countless years, I don’t know what kind of people are imprisoned in the Infernal Hell. The last time, the Three Flowers gathered at the top! There are also some people from the old Kunlun Sword Sect who made big mistakes.
What's the difference between throwing a little Chen Fan into that place and killing him directly?
"This is my final bottom line." Hou Zhong said coldly.
"Lin Xiao said not to kill the people close to him, and I didn't kill him either. If he dies in the endless hell, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Sister, don't force me."
"Hou Zhong, you... have such a cruel heart!"
"Hahahaha." Hou Zhong laughed, his tone a little sad, "After a thousand years of marriage, don't you still remember him? Except for that night when I forced you to give birth to a child, in these years,
Have you ever let me touch a finger?"
"Why do I still care about this? After a person dies, who cares about the floods!"
"The way of heaven, where is the way of heaven?"
Hou Zhong opened his arms with a look of madness on his face, "If there is, then send down a heavenly punishment and kill me."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"You're crazy, you're really crazy!" Senior Sister pulled Chen Fan over and walked straight out the door. Hou Zhong turned around and said, "Come here, Senior Sister, please go back and rest."
At the door, two old men with white beards jumped out.
"Third Ancestor, Fourth Ancestor!" Senior Sister couldn't believe it.
"Family scandals should not be made public." The third and fourth ancestors shook their heads at the senior sister, "If Lin Xiao was still alive, there would still be room for maneuver. Now, is it worth it for a dead man?"
"Go back. The 100,000-year-old foundation of our Kunlun Sword Sect cannot be destroyed here."
Looking outside, Chen Fan also laughed and said, "Okay."
Chen Fan turned his head, glanced at his senior sister, and saluted, "No, I'll go with you myself." With that said, Chen Fan slowly walked out of the hall.
The endless hell cannot kill me.
As early as the moment the Grand Pavilion Master died, Chen Fan actually understood his fate.
When the nest is overturned, how can there be any eggs?