As a salted fish, I don’t want to make progress, but the system is too strong

The battered Ling Tianying was running around the room anxiously.

But one afternoon, a few blisters appeared on his mouth.

"Boss, Boss, something serious has happened!!!" Outside, Ling Tianying's subordinates rushed in with a happy expression on their faces.

Ling Tianying shuddered subconsciously when he heard this howl.

"What's wrong???"

"Congratulations boss, congratulations boss!!" The subordinate knelt down and began to congratulate, "That Yunxiao died in the Panlong Pagoda!"

Ling Tianying thought he had heard it wrong, so he took three steps in two and lifted the subordinates on the ground, "Say it again?!"

"That Yunxiao who broke into the Panlong Pagoda died in the Panlong Pagoda!" the subordinate said again, with a look of joy.

Ling Tianying was overjoyed when he heard that, "Really??"

"It's absolutely true!" said the subordinate, "Zongli has put him in a mourning hall!"

"It's in the Lumen Hall, and there's a huge coffin lying there! There's nothing wrong with it!"

Ling Tianying laughed loudly, "Let's go, I want to go and see for myself, and burn some paper by the way!"

the other side.

Yun Ji, who was still recovering from his injuries, jumped up from the bed when he heard the news.

"What, dead??"

He blinked in disbelief.

Yunhuang said pleasantly, "No, my son, that bastard is finally dead!"

"The mourning hall has been set up. It is said that many people have gone to offer their condolences!"

"We have to go there and cry for the mourning, and we should be more confident in blacking out his inheritance in the future." Yun Huang calculated happily.

Yun Ji laughed so hard that his mouth was about to burst, he picked up his crutches while supporting himself, "Father is right, we are going to mourn!"

"By the way, burn some paper for him."

Xuantianzong, Lumen Hall.

A coffin was covered with white flags and black cloth.

Inside the coffin is a token.

The word "Yun Xiao" is impressively written on the token.

In the mourning hall, there are a group of elders with heavy and regretful faces.

There are also some disciples who have never met before who came to watch the lively disciples.

Among them, the most conspicuous ones were Hua Huaiyu who was crying in front of the mourning hall, and several roommates who were crying beside him.

"My brother Yun, why are you so miserable! You died at a young age!!"

Hua Huaiyu cried so hard that she almost fainted, and her chest hit her chest every time she cried.

"The most painful thing in the world is when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. The most painful thing is when a black-haired person sends a black-haired person!"

"What will I do if you die!! My God, no one will protect me from now on!!"

"I'm so pitiful, God, why do I suffer so much..." He cried until his heart was broken.

Yun Ji walked by with a cane, rolled his eyes and glanced at Hua Huaiyu, muttering, "Is this Tema crying Yunxiao or crying himself?"

The next moment, with a flick of the crutch, he fell to the ground, and the sound of wailing resounded in the hall, like a magic voice!
"My brother, what will I do if you die?!"

"You lost your parents at such a young age, I finally brought you up, why did you abandon me! My own brother!"

"You have such a big family business, why did you just throw it all over to me!"

"My poor little brother!!!"

Hua Huaiyu saw that someone was crying louder than herself, and was not happy.

Clearing his throat, he roared suddenly, "My Brother Yun!!!!!!"

……

It was already evening when Yun Xiao woke up.

He stretched lazily.

Sleep well.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and prepared to go out for a stroll.

But found no one outside.

Can not help but a little strange.

Then he went back to the room and asked Bi Quhong and Jian Wuhen who were practicing, "Why can't I see anyone outside?"

Ever since he gave Bi Quhong and Jian Wuhen the Art of Heaven and Earth, the two almost depended on him.

Besides tidying up the house and working, I practice here.

Never idle for a moment.

If you encounter any problems in cultivation, you should not be polite at all and ask yourself.

"Returning to senior, it seems that someone died." Jian Wuhen replied.

"Dead? Who is it?" Yun Xiao asked curiously.

"do not know."

Jian Wuhen replied honestly.He doesn't care about these things at all.

Yun Xiao looked at Bi Quhong, who also shook his head, "I don't know either."

He used to like to eat melons and gossip everywhere, but now he only has heaven and earth in his eyes.Nothing.

"However, I heard that the funeral in the Lumen Hall may be an elder who died." Bi Quhong added, "Ordinary people are not qualified to set up mourning halls there."

Jian Wuhen looked outside, "Senior wants to know, I'll go and inquire now."

"No need." Yun Xiao waved his hand, "I'm just asking casually."

"You practice."

"I just woke up and went for a walk."

After finishing speaking, Yun Xiao walked out slowly with her hands behind her back.

wandering around, wandering around...

Before he knew it, he came to the outside of the Lumen Hall.

Yun Xiao looked inside curiously.

I saw a sea of ​​people inside, and white flags hung all over the gate.

In such a big battle, I don't know which big man died.

But it's worth it to be so beautiful after death.

Yun Xiao was slandering, and there was a monstrous howl in the hall.

One after another, the roaring and crying at the top of his throat made him dumb.

This is too sad.

Possibly the dead man's own son.

Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to cry this battle.

Yun Xiao picked out his ears, ready to leave.

suddenly.

He stopped.

How could this cry become more and more familiar the more I heard it.

He frowned and listened carefully for a while.

It's a pity that there are too many people nearby and the sound is too noisy.

Yun Xiao was about to go in and take a look, so he took a stick of incense beside him.

Since you want to go in, you should also offer incense sticks.

There were too many people, Yun Xiao took the incense and squeezed for a long time before squeezing in front of them.

The crowd was crowded, and no one paid attention to him. They all looked into the mourning hall, weeping and sighing.

As soon as Yun Xiao squeezed in front of the crowd, he saw Elder Linfeng standing not far away.

At this time, Elder Linfeng's eyes were red, and he sighed sadly from time to time.

Finally saw an acquaintance.

Yun Xiao squeezed directly towards Elder Linfeng.

He also intends to go over and ask Elder Linfeng who died in such a big battle, and to comfort him by the way.

After all, seeing him dormant and sad, he must be someone close to him, right?

At the same time that Yun Xiao squeezed to the front of the crowd, Hua Huaiyu just glanced over.

"Gah!"

His crying stopped abruptly, and he screamed with a crack.

Just now.

He actually saw Yun Xiao?

"Impossible, impossible, brother Yun is dead."

He shook his head and slapped himself hard at the same time.

hallucinations.

It must be an illusion!
Sure enough, when he looked again, there was no one there.

Huahuai breathed a sigh of relief, and began to howl again.

On the other side, Yun Xiao managed to squeeze behind Elder Linfeng.

"Elder Linfeng?"

Yun Xiao said cautiously, "Excuse me, who died?"