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Chapter 281: Lord of the Yellow Vessels(2/2)

Xiao Nanfeng felt sad in his heart, and bowed solemnly to the golden smoke: "Send me off to my uncle."

"Congratulations, Lord Pulse!" All Huang Pulse disciples bowed solemnly, with sad expressions on their faces.

Finally, the golden smoke completely dissipated, leaving only Hong Lie's set of clothes falling down.

Nalan Qiankun also gave a slight salute to Hong Lie who disappeared into smoke.

Xiao Nanfeng personally packed up Hong Lie's clothes, put them into the coffin, and then closed the coffin lid.

In the next few days, the disciples of the Taiqing Immortal Sect returned one after another, especially the Huangmai disciples, who came back one after another to see Hong Lie off.

Seven days later, Hong Lie's coffin was officially buried. After the burial, Nalan Qiankun left Taiqing Island.

Xiao Nanfeng has become the master of Huangmai. These days, Ye Sanshui and others are busy.

Two days later, Xiao Nanfeng alone held a wine glass and spilled the wine on the ground in front of Hong Lie's tomb.

"Uncle, don't worry. I will avenge you. No matter who it is, I want him to pay with his life." A fierce look flashed in Xiao Nanfeng's eyes.

At this time, Zhao Yuanjiao suddenly appeared next to Xiao Nanfeng.

"Senior brother, what did you find out? That day, you were in Huangxian Palace and deliberately targeted Nalan Qiankun. Why?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.

"Xiang Pojun was responsible for Hong Lie's death, but there should be other murderers." Zhao Yuanjiao said in a deep voice.

"I think so too. Xiang Pojun was no match for the uncle last time. How could he kill the uncle this time? Even the uncle had no time to escape? There must be someone who was fighting against the uncle Xiang Pojun.

At that time, he secretly assassinated his uncle. Senior brother, if you have any opinion, just say it. I can control my anger." Xiao Nanfeng looked at Zhao Yuanjiao.

Zhao Yuanjiao pondered for a while and said: "I guess Nalan Qiankun may know who the other murderer is, but he just won't say it."

"Oh?" Xiao Nanfeng looked at Zhao Yuanjiao.

Was it because of this reason that Zhao Yuanjiao spoke rudely to Nalan Qiankun?

"Hong Lie finally turned into golden mist and dispersed, burning his body. He didn't want people to investigate the cause of his death anymore. Maybe he also knew who the other murderer was." Zhao Yuanjiao said.

"Master uncle also knows?" Xiao Nanfeng asked doubtfully.

"I checked before and found that there were three blood holes on the back of Hong Lie's body. I wonder if you remember?" Zhao Yuanjiao said.

"good!"

"Your mother was assassinated back then, and there were three bloody holes in the back of her head." Zhao Yuanjiao said.

"What?" Xiao Nanfeng's expression suddenly changed.

"Why did your parents leave you behind and then leave in a hurry? You must have heard some rumors. Originally, I was going to find an opportunity to tell you. I looked through Xuanyi Wei's records and saw a message,

Your mother was assassinated back then and she seemed to be dead. Your father took your mother away and said he was praying for your mother's life. I don't know whether your mother is dead or alive now, but your mother was marked by the assassination.

It's exactly the same as the bloody hole on the back of Hong Lie's head." Zhao Yuanjiao said.

Xiao Nanfeng's eyelids twitched wildly, and he clenched his fists and said: "You mean, that assassin is most likely from the Tianshu Dynasty? And Nalan Qiankun also knows about this person, and is even protecting this person?"

Zhao Yuanjiao nodded: "The Tianshu Dynasty has become very dangerous. Even Hong Lie was assassinated and died. I always feel something is not good. Hong Lie may have discovered the conspiracy before he died. He specially recommended you

Being the Lord of Huangmai is not to achieve your success, but to protect you."
Chapter completed!
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