When the two of them looked, there was a new tomb next to the tomb of Senior Sister Xiaochu.

It was Chun Yangzi who stood for Qin Wentian.

Because the body was never found, the tomb of clothes was erected.

He sat by the tomb and drank wine.

The eyes were a little blurred.

My eyes were red, as if I had just cried.

"Wen Tian, ​​do you hate Master?"

Looking at Qin Wentian's tomb, Chun Yangzi spoke.

His expression flashed.

"Now, Master buried you next to Xiaochu, you can join us..." Xiao Chen and Xiaokeai walked over.

Looking at Junoyoko.

There are memories in the eyes of the two.

They remembered when they took Senior Brother Qin Wentian to see Senior Sister Xiaochu.

"Master."

The two shouted.

Chunyangzi turned around.

Looking at Xiao Chen and the little cutie, he took a sip of wine.

"Out of it?"

The two nodded.

"How did Senior Brother Qin Wentian die?"

Xiao Chen asked.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Junoyoko smiled.

"He died well, he died well..." Chunyangzi's voice was filled with pride, "My disciple, Wentian, is the youngest holy path in the divine realm, killing twenty-three demon emperors of the demon clan, hundreds of thousands of people from the demon clan, and entering the demon clan alone, making the demon clan dare not offend our human clan again.

You guys say he died well?"

"My disciple asks the sky, a thousand years of romantic life, a thousand years of romantic life!"

Chunyangzi fell asleep against the stone tablet.

Xiao Chen and the little cutie were moved.

They could see that the master was very irritating to Senior Brother Qin Wentian’s death.

They retreated.

The three holy envoys stood beside Xiao Chen and the little cutie.

Looking at Chunyangzi, the Lieyang Holy Envoy spoke, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, Junior Brother Chenlei, do you know?
Chapter completed!