The crowd dispersed, and all kinds of cold looks, ridicules and curses were still echoing in the ears. In the huge courtyard, only Ye Huayu, Huang Yunpeng and other five young men were left, who were as dumb as clay sculptures. The cold wind was pulling their figures,

It looks a bit lonely.

Fu Jingtao stamped his feet bitterly and said: "If the leader hadn't been here just now, I would have really wanted to kill those guys who were spitting shit! Fourth, don't care what they say, I don't believe you are a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

Huang Yunpeng said in a deep voice: "Fourth, is there someone who slandered you or threatened you?"

Su Jing said: "No matter how big the difficulty is, we brothers will bear it together! Why do you have to say things that go against your will and give others excuses? What's the secret behind it?"

Ye Huayu met the sincere and concerned gazes of the brothers, with warmth surging in his heart. No matter what the outside world said, no matter how strange things were, they still chose to unconditionally trust that they were not brothers, better than real brothers. But Liang Bin's warning had to be listened to,

Because there are too many things involved and they are too complicated. If you are not careful, it may even cause a conflict between the two aristocratic families, Cheng and Ye, and then cause the split of Xuanyuan Sect. From Jiang Lie's point of view, people who know the inside story of this matter are more likely to

The less, the more conducive to maintaining the stability of Xuanyuan Clan. As for entering Xuanbing Valley to accept punishment, he was willing to do so, which was much better than being expelled from the gate.

Ye Huayu slowly shook his head and said, "Don't ask anymore! The leader has already made a decision. It's useless to say more."

Fu Jingtao frowned and said, "Do you know what you are doing? Once you admit it, it will be stained for life, and you will be poked in the back wherever you go!"

Ye Huayu raised his simply bandaged palm, and the white cloth showed bright red blood stains. He said calmly: "I have tried my best and have a clear conscience. Let others say whatever they want."

Fu Jingtao said word by word: "Don't you regret it?"

Ye Huayu's mind flashed with Cheng Tong's expression of relief before his death. Thinking of his last words and his smile, he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "I don't regret it!"

If we could turn back time and go back to the moment when Cheng Tong was humiliated, and let Ye Huayu choose again, he would still draw the sword again! Could it be that he had to watch Cheng Tong transform into a puppet zombie king? Let Cheng Tong always bear the responsibility of killing innocent people.

Charge? No, never like that!

It is really unimaginable that Cheng Tong transforms into a zombie king. It will be a cruel blow to him, the Cheng family, and the Xuanyuan Sect. What's more, Cheng Tong is extremely proud in his heart, how can he endure the brutal killing when he turns into a green-faced fang?

Crazy devil? He would rather die ten thousand times than live in this world as a ghost or a ghost.

Death by the sword is the best ending for Cheng Tong.

As soon as Ye Huayu understood his thoughts, he suddenly felt that the invisible weight on his body was immediately relieved, and his mind became purer, as difficult to move as a mountain, and as difficult as a diamond.

The brothers looked at the sudden brilliance in his eyes and felt happy and sad at the same time. The happy thing was that Ye Huayu had regained his fighting spirit and fighting spirit, but the sad thing was that he had to bear the bitter consequences alone and lost the qualification for the inner sect competition.

They all guessed that there was a secret behind Cheng Tong's death, but Ye Huayu didn't want to say more, and they didn't want to get to the bottom of it. Maybe one day, Ye Huayu would be willing to open his heart and tell this dusty past.

Fu Jingtao punched Ye Huayu hard, hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice: "Fourth brother, a man can bend and stretch. I'm waiting for the day when you can be proud of the world! But don't make me wait too long."

Ye Huayu smiled slightly: "He's a brother, win the top spot in the inner sect competition for me!"

"good!"

The cold wind is biting, there are many white flags, and both sides of the long street are crowded with Xuanyuan disciples with sad faces. The coffins of Cheng Tong and Miao Lei are scheduled to be transported back to Lingyun City today, and will be buried by the Cheng family and the Miao family on another day. No need

After the announcement, the residents of the town came to see them off on their last journey.

In the mourning hall, the cover of the coffin has been sealed, and there are logs on both sides for carrying the coffin.

Jiang Lie, Liao Dakai, Jiang Wei, Hu Jiufeng and others were dressed in fancy clothes, carrying luggage and weapons, with serious and cold expressions, and a huge and cold murderous aura rushed straight into Dou Xiao. They also chose to go on an expedition thousands of miles today to use the enemy's heads and blood.

To pay homage to his fellow disciples, Jiang Lie burned the last stick of incense and sprinkled the last bowl of wine on behalf of everyone on the expedition. Even though his mind was as strong as iron, his eyes could not help but moisten, and he said in a trembling voice: "Junior Brother Cheng, Junior Brother Miao, you have a good journey.

!May your heroic spirits live forever and bless Xuanyuan forever!"

Liao Dakai and others bowed and said: "Junior brother Cheng (senior brother), junior brother Miao, you have a good journey!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a chorus of sorrow and joy, and there was a loud cry inside and outside the mourning hall.

Jiang Lie held back his tears and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

First Liao Dakai, then Jiang Wei and Hu Jiufeng, each led a team of people to say goodbye. The flames of revenge of Xuanyuan Sect will follow their footsteps and burn throughout the world.

Jiang Lie patted Zhang Tianwen's shoulder and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhang, I'll leave you with the rest of the affairs. If there's an emergency, you can send me a letter via flying pigeon."

Zhang Tian asked: "Master, please feel free to go on the expedition. I will take care of everything at home."

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and they unconsciously stepped out of a passage. I saw Ye Huayu, wearing hemp and mourning, holding incense, walking forward step by step. Everyone whispered to each other: "Look, he is Ye Huayu."

Huayu!" "Coward! Looking at useless straw bags!" "This guy is so brave that he dares to come and offer incense!"

Ye Huayu ignored the comments around him, knelt down on his knees, held the incense in his hand and raised it above his head, bowed respectfully three times, then stood up and inserted the incense into the incense burner, returned to his original position, bowed three more times, then moved his knees, turned around and faced

Jiang Lie said loudly: "Disciple Ye Huayu is willing to carry Uncle Cheng's coffin back to Lingyun Peak. I sincerely ask the master for permission."

Everyone was stunned. This journey involves going through mountains and ridges. The road is rugged, the ice and snow have not yet melted, and the cold wind is biting. How can it be easy to carry the coffin for more than a hundred miles? In the original plan, the coffins of the two people would be carried by a horse-drawn carriage.

Luck and return.

Zhang Tianwen frowned and shouted: "Nonsense! Isn't it child's play to put the coffin on the road? What if you slip and lose your footing and the coffin is damaged? Get out quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yunpeng strode up behind Ye Huayu, also bowed to the ground, and said: "Disciple Huang Yunpeng, I would like to carry the coffin for Uncle Cheng, please allow me to do so!"

"Disciple Su Jing is willing to carry the coffin for Uncle Cheng. Please allow me to do so!"

"Disciple Fu Jingtao is willing to carry the coffin for Master Cheng. Please allow me to do so!"

"Disciple Lou Chunlei, I would like to carry the coffin for Master Cheng. Please allow me to do so!"

"Disciple Luo Zhengyang..."

"Disciple Xiong Jun..."

"Disciple Chen Shuo..."

One after another, the named disciples came out, and more than a hundred people knelt down, asking to carry Cheng Tong's coffin back home. Cheng Tong had passed away, and carrying his coffin was the honor of all the disciples, and it was also the last thing they could express.

A piece of heart. Even if the mountains are high and the road is far, and the ice and snow are muddy, they can't stop their passion! At this moment, the will, spirit and wishes of more than a hundred young people are condensed into one, as thick as a mountain and as unyielding as a halberd.

Moving.

Jiang Lie was pleased and proud at the same time. He nodded and said: "A pure man protects the soul and is fearless of hardships. He is worthy of being my disciple of Xuanyuan. Go!"

All the young people said in unison: "Thank you so much, Master!"

Ye Huayu stood up and walked to the first place on the left. Huang Yunpeng, Su Jing, Fu Jingtao, Lou Chunlei, Luo Zhengyang, Xiong Jun, and Chen Shuo stood on both sides of the coffin in turn, all with solemn expressions.

"The auspicious time has come, get up!"

The eight teenagers stretched out their hands to hold the log and competed at the same time to lift the coffin steadily onto their shoulders. Ye Huayu shouted: "Left!" The teenagers stepped out with their left legs at the same time, and then stepped out with their right legs after their feet were firmly planted.

They walked towards the gate with the coffin in unison. The other teenagers followed closely behind them in two lines, ready to replace them at any time.
Chapter completed!