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Chapter 477
Zixi Wanhua stretched out his hand and pulled Zixi Qianxi up.

"Xi'er, don't be sad and blame yourself, get up quickly, I already guessed that something will happen to your sister, but I didn't expect it to come so soon, our father and daughter will not even see each other for the last time." Zisaliva Wanhua ignored The shocked eyes of everyone in the room continued.

"Your sister works next to the Flower God, and everyone is afraid of her respecting her. In fact, I knew that something would happen to her, from the very beginning." After Zixi Wanhua finished speaking, her whole body seemed to be exhausted, and she fell into a chair weakly. superior.

Zi Sali Qian Xi frowned, puzzled and said: "Father, since you already knew that something would happen to your sister, why did you let her follow Lord Flower God?" Zi Sali Qian Xi didn't understand.

"Lord Huashen is so powerful, and so is Lu'er, how could something happen." Zi Sali Qian Xi whispered to himself.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of Wei'an and Zhou Yunxuan. Seeing Zisaliva Wanhua sighing and sad, he obviously knew something.

On the side, Rong Ling was sitting with a smile on his face, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, which was so fast that it was hard to fathom.

"Yeah, Flower God is so powerful, how do you know that something will happen to Yun'er." Rong Ling pretended to be puzzled, but in fact he did have doubts in his heart.

Zixi Wanhua raised his head to see the three of Wei'an, they were all at a loss, he sighed, and said: "This has something to do with the secret technique inherited from the ancestors of our Sea Clan. It's a long story." Hua obviously didn't want to continue talking, so he asked Zi Sali Qian Xi to help him up.

"Benefactor, take me to meet Yun'er."

Zisaliva Wanhua had a mournful voice and a sad expression on her face. Wei'an had many questions in her heart, but she suppressed them all. She couldn't bear to ask Zisaliva Wanhua at this moment.

Wen Xin stood in the courtyard with worry on her face, looking at Shang Guan Ming with uneasy eyes.

"He knows that Lu'er has passed away, will the internal injuries worsen, we have something to ask him, can't we keep this news from him." Wen Xin frowned.

There is no more pain in the world than a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person.

Shangguan Ming took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Wen Xin, his voice soft like a warm spring breeze.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, only An is here."

Wen Xin nodded, she knew Wei An's ability, but it could only heal the wounds on the body, not the wounds in the heart.

When Zisaliva Wanhua came, his face was pale, and the brilliance in his eyes went out a bit.

Wei'an nodded to Shangguanming, indicating that Zisaliwanhua already knew about Lu'er's death.

It's just that things are different from what they imagined, he knows that something will happen to Wu'er sooner or later, and he seems to be prepared for something to happen to Wu'er.

Nuo Da's room was empty without any furniture, only the lacquered red coffin in the middle.

Seeing the coffin, Zixi Wanhua's hand holding the door had blue veins, and Zixi Qianxi's eyes were red.

Zixi Wanhua asked Zixi Qianxi to help him walk to the coffin, and someone pushed the coffin away, and when he saw the corpse wrapped in cold jade inside, he covered his face and sighed, tears streaming from his eyes wet his face.

"When the God of Flowers chose you, I already knew that there would be such a consequence. I blamed my father for not being strong enough. Back then, I gave up on you for the sake of the Sea Clan. If you want to blame, you can blame my father."

Zixi Wanhua clutched the coffin tightly with both hands, and said something that everyone could not understand.

Annoyance flashed in Rong Ling's eyes, he took a fancy to Yun'er and wanted her to offer her soul power for him, that was flattering Yun'er, this old immortal actually complained in his heart.

Outside the house, Wen Xin's face puffed up slightly, and she stared angrily in the direction of the study.

"Is there any secret that we can't let us hear, we must come out." Looking at Wei'an and Man Dongyu'an, all the women came out, and all the men stayed inside.

The eyes of Wei'an and Man Dongyu'an met in the air, and a strange light flashed from their eyes.

"There's no secret, it's just that when men talk about things, it's inevitable that we will feel bad." After Wei'an finished speaking, he gave Man Dong and Yu'an a meaningful look, and the two quickly agreed.

Wen Xin rolled her eyes, she is not a three-year-old child, so naturally she would not believe Wei An's words.

It's just that it's troublesome now, she won't add to the trouble, she will ask.

Seeing that Wen Xin didn't ask the question, Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was filled with vague worries, she looked at Wen Xin with unbearable eyes.

Soon she hid her expression and concentrated on chatting with Wen Xin, talking about those whirlpools that appeared out of thin air overnight, even though Wen Xin asked three questions without answering one, she still insisted on chatting.

In Nuo Da's study room, the two rows of chairs in the room were full of people, the door was tightly closed, and a dull and oppressive atmosphere rushed over.

"Patriarch, can she still be saved?" Shangguan Ming frowned slightly. Seeing the sad and hopeless expression on Zixi Wanhua's face, he had already guessed seven points, but he didn't hear it with his own ears. I just feel unwilling.

Zi Sali Qian Xi, who was sitting under Zi Sali Wan Hua, looked excited, stood up from his seat in a jerk, his face flushed red, and he asked very quickly: "Father, can my sister really be saved?"

Zi Sali Qianxi looked at Shangguan Ming gratefully. It turned out that he had wrongly blamed them all along. They must have known that his sister might be saved, so they insisted on telling his parents about his sister.

They were trying to save his sister.

Zixi Wanhua's expression dropped, he glanced at Zixi Qianxi, and sighed in despair.

"It's not that easy. Wu'er really died, burning her soul to death. No one in the world can save her." With trembling hands, Zixi Wanhua suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

Burning the soul is different from real death. His daughter has completely disappeared in the world, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

Hearing that there was disappointment in Shangguan Ming's eyes, he looked at Zisaliva Wanhua who was crying bitterly, and spoke words of comfort. "Patriarch, please mourn."

Zisaliva Wanhua's suppressed crying echoed in the room, like the dark wind blowing from the woods in the middle of the night, making people feel uncomfortable and nervous.

Zixi Qianxi's eyes were also red, and her voice was a little choked up.

"Young Master Shangguan, I don't know how Sister She died."

Zisaliva Qianxi firmly believed that there was something hidden in it, his sister was very skilled in martial arts, regardless of her status as the envoy of the Flower God, how many people in this world could take her life.

A guilty look flashed across Shangguan Ming's face, saying that Lu'er's death had something to do with him.

"Hun'er died to save my wife." After speaking, Shangguan Ming stood up, thanked Zisali Wanhua sincerely, and bowed deeply to him.

Zi Sali Qian Xi stood where he was, with a complicated expression on his face, looking at Shangguan Ming with doubts, reluctance, and a trace of hatred.

His wife is his life, isn't his sister's life his life?

Zisali Wanhua was a little stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Shangguan Ming had already stood up. He stood up trembling, and asked anxiously: "You said that Lu'er burned his soul to save your wife, and Lu'er's Does death have nothing to do with Lord Flower God?"

Everyone was stunned by this question, and what did Lu'er's death have to do with Flower God.

Rong Ling, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Zisaliva Wanhua with displeasure in his eyes, and the displeasure flashed by, but no one noticed.

(End of this chapter)