Chapter 242 Senior Brother Xu’s Funeral

The whole scene was eerily quiet.

Mu Yun was the quickest to react. He held his head and started screaming: "Impossible, impossible, impossible! You lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

Lin Wan sighed and began to present evidence, including but not limited to Xu Yanwu's birth date, the location of moles on his face and body, his training methods, and some privacy.

The so-called Chinese melon is very expensive, and its value lies in the information that ordinary people cannot dig out.

Lin Wan had never thought that these private information would be very strange from someone who had never met Xu Yanwu.

But so what? According to the current situation, we can only talk about it first and then talk about it.

As expected, these words were like a bomb, making everyone dizzy.

Everyone looked at Lin Wan with incredible eyes, as if she was the messenger from hell holding the Book of Life and Death.

How could she know so much? How on earth did he know so much?

After one operation, Mu Yun finally broke through the defense!

She covered her face and began to cry bitterly, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! I'm going to catch you in the underworld! I'll cut you into pieces! Send you to the eighteenth level of hell!"

"No!" Hearing what she said, Murong Huan's face turned pale and she exclaimed.

The next second, she burst into tears.

Qi Jingyu knew what she was suddenly sad about, but he couldn't comfort her and seemed a little panicked.

Murong Huan obviously knew that he had lost his temper and quickly wiped away his tears.

She was actually thinking that Senior Brother Xu valued her so much, but her understanding of him was not even as good as the understanding of him by the little Junior Sister in front of her.

How sad.

Lin Wan sighed, turned to look at Mu Yun, and asked: "Now that you know his whereabouts, have you finally solved the knot in your heart? Tomorrow is his funeral in this life, are you going to attend? ?”

Looking at the hesitant face of the ghost in front of him, Lin Wan reminded again: "It has been five hundred years and you finally got the news about him. Do you want to let him go again? How long do you have to wait?"

Thinking that his ghost soul had only a short time in this world, and that it would not make any sense to continue wandering like this, Mu Yun finally made up his mind.

"I'll go find him!"

Lin Wan finally showed a comfortable smile and said: "Don't forget what you promised me. People who don't keep their promises are hated, and ghosts who don't keep their promises are also hated."

Mu Yun finally put down the hand that had been covering his head, slumped his shoulders, and said, "I understand."

She had been waiting for him for so long, and she originally thought that when she heard the news about him, she would be able to rush forward, peel off his skin, cramp his muscles, crush his bones and spread his ashes.

But unexpectedly, after calming down, she didn't think about anything else.

Even asking why he abandoned her back then and whether he ever loved her, he has lost the courage and strength...

She just wanted to take a good look at him now, to see if the soul under his skin was the one she loved.

Although it was unreasonable, she only had this thought at the moment.

"I will attend the funeral tomorrow. After attending, I will go find him..."

"I don't want to stay in this world for a moment. If I can, I won't be reincarnated as a human in my next life... Being a human is too hard!"

As Mu Yun spoke, his eyes that could not shed tears looked blankly ahead, like a stone for watching a husband. In a flash of white light, she returned to the phoenix feathers.

Lin Wan could feel that the phoenix feather in her hand was slowly losing its spiritual power.

Mu Yun has really been wandering in this world for too long, she...

Really tired...

The room fell silent again.

No one spoke for a long time, everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. Even the few people outside the screen seemed to be affected, and no one talked anymore.

The next day, Xu Yanwu's funeral was held on Daqing Peak. The scale was not too big. After all, he was just a disciple and did not hold any position.

But because he was a righteous man and quite popular, many people came to see him off.

Zhu Guo had not yet recovered from his injuries in the last Wuxin Secret Realm. He dragged his tired body to preside over the funeral of his favorite disciple, as if he had aged several years in this short period of time.

People from the Xu family also came. The white-haired people sent the black-haired people away, and there was an indescribable desolation.

Qi Jingyu knelt at the front of the team, with a scary serious expression on his face.

Murong Huan, on the other hand, was standing on the other side of the team, watching the funeral ceremony proceeding step by step. He seemed completely lost, with no sparkle in his beautiful big eyes.

"Senior Sister Murong." Lin Wan came to her side and gently touched her shoulder to comfort her, "You should always look forward. Think about how Senior Brother Xu likes your smile the most."

"From now on, you should be stronger and live a more sunny life. It will not be in vain that Senior Brother Xu likes you."

These words were more like a tear gas. The sadness that Murong Huan had been holding back suddenly became unbearable, and he hugged Lin Wan's shoulders and burst into tears.

Just cry.

Just leave your tears here.

Lin Wan comforted her silently.

Murong Huan finally stopped crying and said in Lin Wan's ear with a tearful voice: "I understand."

After a while, her tone became a little fierce, and she said again: "My enemies are demon cultivators, and I want to drive them all away!"

After hearing this, Lin Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she had a vague premonition of something ominous.

But she knew that she couldn't persuade her, and she didn't have a good position to persuade her. She could only reach out and touch Murong Huan's long hair and said:

"Senior Sister Murong, after all, I have had the experience of fighting against demon cultivators several times. If anything happens, you must come to me! I will definitely provide you with help!"

Murong Huan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She never thought that things would develop like this. However, the innocent and ignorant little girl in front of her had such a stable spiritual core. She unconsciously gave herself a sense of possibility. The feeling of trust and dependence.

"Junior sister Lin, thank you...why are you so nice to me?"

She couldn't help but feel a little confused. After all, the two of them had no serious friendship before. If anything, they just played together when they were very young. Later, because of the internal disputes in the Lin family, Murong Huan no longer played with her. Lin Wan is dating such a "waste".

Even though she was young at the time, she was actually a follower of the crowd in this matter.

In addition, Qi Jingyu was disfigured because he protected her, and because he owed his life, he volunteered to become her dog...

After saying such ugly things, doesn't Lin Wan hate herself and resent herself?

(End of this chapter)

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