Xiang Ye looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "He Bo, let's entertain these guests, Xiaofeng, you come with me."
After speaking, she turned around and walked in.
Lin Xiaofeng hurried to keep up with her.
Xiang Xuan took Lin Xiaofeng to her own bedroom.
After closing the door, she suddenly hugged Lin Xiaofeng, and then cried.
Lin Xiaofeng held her back: "Saint, the death of the Holy Lord, I am also very surprised. Don't be too sad."
"No." Xiang Ye shook his head slightly: "My father hasn't died yet."
Forehead.
Lin Xiaofeng stunned, and he didn't understand Xiang Xun's words.
Xiang spit out: "This is a fake spiritual hall, I deliberately spread the false news, these are all the plays in the manor, Wan Heyu's undercover watch."
"I understand." Lin Xiaofeng's eyes brightened: "Do you want to lie to Wanhe Jade?"
Xiang Ye nodded a little helplessly: "My father is still alive, but the situation is not optimistic. At most three days, I am afraid I will die."
"If Wan Heyu suddenly attacked in these three days, then everything was fortunate to say that with my father, he can calm down most of his men, even if he has passed."
After pause, Xiang Xun sighed: "If my father is really dead, everything has no power to return to heaven."
Lin Xiaofeng slowly sat opposite her.
Xiang Xuan lowered his head: "I cried just now, just because the pressure recently is too great."
Speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether it is the pressure of the right of the Holy religion, or the life and death of these people who are about to die, or loyal to their father.
In short, all the backlog of this was on Xiang Xuan, making her unable to get angry.
What's more, she can't be in front of He Bo, and it is shown in front of others.
Lin Xiaofeng also felt the pressure on her shoulder.
"Don't think about it." Lin Xiaofeng patted her shoulder: "If the situation is the worst point, we leave the Holy religion, find a place where no one, and live a good life."
"How is it possible, can Wanheyu let me go so easily?" Xiang Xun smiled bitterly on his face.
Lin Xiaofeng said firmly: "I can deal with these issues.
"You threaten him, healing the standard and not the root cause." Xiang Xuan shook his head and wiped the tears in the corner of your eyes: "I think, even if it is dead, I have to stay in this manor."
"My father is the Lord. His daughter, how can he escape from death? Even if he is dead, you have to stand and die."
Looking at Xiang Xuan's firm eyes, Lin Xiaofeng said: "Do you really don't think about it?"
Xiang Ye shook his head.
Lin Xiaofeng held her hand: "Well, I'll accompany you."
"Well." Xiang Xuan looked at his eyes and nodded slightly.
Xiang Xuan did not persuade Lin Xiaofeng to leave.
She understands that Lin Xiaofeng embarked on the land of the Holy religion and fell into this quagmire for herself.
No matter how much she said, it is impossible to let Lin Xiaofeng leave.
After a while, the two came out of the room.
Xiang Ye's mood is obviously better.
After the two returned to the hall, they looked at He Bo's face pale, sitting tremblingly in a chair.
No one else talked, it seemed that he didn't know what was happening. He talked to He Bo, and he kept his mouth away.
"He Bo, what's wrong?" Xiang Ye asked.
"Miss." He Boqiao kneeled down to Xiang Xuan, and kept hoeing: "The Holy Lord is dead!"
Many people in the lobby are a little strange to see He Bo's eyes.
I thought, isn't this nonsense? The Lord is not dead, how can you set up this spiritual hall?
Only Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Ye can understand the meaning of He Bo's words.
As soon as Xiang Ye heard it, he was soft and almost declined on the ground.
Fortunately, Lin Xiaofeng was on the side, and the response quickly supported Xiang Xuan.
Xiang Ye trembled slightly.
"Really, true?" Xiang Xun asked his teeth.
"Old, how dare the old slave dare to deceive the lady?" He Bo knelt on the ground, his head was constantly staggering, and a lot of bright red blood was stained on the floor tiles.
"Passing the order, playing music." Xiang Xun's eyes had tears, roaring loudly.
At this time, I had been waiting for a 'band' outside, pulling Erhu, blowing the horn, and starting to play a mourning.
Lin Xiaofeng patted Xiang Xun's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, just after speaking with Xiang Xuan, the Lord really died.
Is this special.
Lin Xiaofeng's heart is only helpless.
He sat in front of the Holy Lord's Spirit, stabbed the law, and began to read the scriptures.
Many people in the hall came back to God. Before the emotion, the Lord's death was' fraud ", but now it is really dead.
The loyalty of those holy masters cried, blame He Bo without talking about righteousness, why not tell them first, so that they did not really see the last side of the Holy Lord.
Nympho
At the same time, Wan Heyu's home.
Elderly was sitting in the lobby, Wanheyu's face was ugly: "Waste! Preparing 30 elites, but they couldn't win Lin Xiaofeng. Then Lin Xiaofeng had three heads and six arms or what?"
"Ji Niangzi, this girl, I said it was unbearable long ago, but I didn't expect to deal with Lin Xiaofeng's little guy." Zeng Fanfan sneered.
He and Ji Niangzi did not deal with.
Before he wanted to bubble Ji Lady, but his lady not only refused, but also humiliated what it was.
Until now, it is his style if you don't fall into the well?
Wan Heyu took a breath: "Okay, Ji Niangzi was arrested, and she wanted to investigate her responsibility, and she had to save her."
"But Pang Chen actually entered the manor with the people of Shuanglong religion. What can I do?" A elder said.
"It's a bit troublesome, but now that it is not enough to tear the skin, at least it will have to wait for the immortal to die." Zeng Guofan nodded.
As soon as this words fell, Wan Heyu's door banged.
The crowd in the lobby was shocked, and thought that Xiang Xun and they decided to draw their salary at the bottom of the kettle. They came to the door.
I didn't expect to come in, but it was a protective method surnamed Li.
"Li Hufa is so prestigious. When he enters the vice deputy chief's home, he does not knock on the door, and it directly bumps open." Zeng Fanfan ridiculed and sarcastically.
Wan Heyu looked at Li Hufa badly, and he was startled.
If he did not give him an explanation, Wanhe Yu Bao was allowed to pick up the surname Li.
At this time, Li Hufa could not care about the eyes of the people around him, and said tremblingly: "Oh, report to the vice deputy chief, the Lord of the Holy Lord, the immortal died!"
Zeng Guofan laughed: "No news before, saying that the Holy Lord is dead?"
For this news, Wan Heyu and the elder's care method are doubtful, and they dare not rash.
But this Li Hufa said: "This time, I'm afraid it is true, otherwise I will borrow a few courage, and I dare not directly hit the door of the vice deputy chief."