Martial God Sovereign Chapter 2902: Xiao Ping’s funeral

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Han Yu sneered secretly looking at the direction Wu Mozi was leaving.

The purpose of his trip was to take away Taoist Crow, but he did not expect that Wu Mozi had been watching Taoist Crow secretly, and simply changed his attention temporarily to help Taoist Crow.

Han Yu didn't stay long and left quickly.

Because of Liu Yi's affairs, the Six Dao Sects are now extremely cautious about recruiting disciples. It is very difficult for Han Yu to mix into the Six Dao Sects again.

As for impersonating others, almost no need to think about it.

Everyone has their own unique habits, even if Han Yu's disguise skills are good, it is impossible to stay in Liudaozong for a long time.

Now I can only wait for a while to see if the old fellow Crow Taoist has any conscience before making plans.

This time Han Yu pretending to be Xu Huahui, I'm afraid Wu Mozi will suspect Xu Huahui, but Han Yu doesn't care about this chess piece.

Sure enough, as expected by Han Yu, his special connection with Xu Huahui disappeared after two days. You don't need to think about it to know that the chess piece was removed.

Han Yu didn't care, and returned to Wan Jianzong.

What Han Yu didn't expect was that when he returned to Wan Jianzong, he happened to meet his funeral.

It should be said that it was Xiao Ping's funeral.

Wan Jianzong organized the funeral very grandly, and the whole family was wailing.

"The nine girls are more and more aware of tricks!"

Standing far away from Wan Jianzong, Han Yu smiled faintly.

Today's Xiao Ping, in the eyes of the people of the world, fell on the Ancestral Mountain Range. This funeral was done just right.

At least for some time in the future, no one will think about how to get rid of Xiao Ping.

The funeral was underway, and Han Yu went directly to the Sword Spirit Palace without returning to Wan Jianzong.

At night, Jian Jiuling hurried over and saw Han Yu with a charming smile on his face.

"You are really not authentic as a master, the funeral of the disciple came back so soon?" Han Yu teased.

"Aren't you still alive and well?" Jian Jiuling glanced at Han Yu, and said angrily.

Han Yu gave a wry smile and said nothing.

Jian Jiuling stared at Han Yu with straight eyes, and asked: "Why did you come back so long?"

Han Yu said: "Why, miss me?"

Han Yu reached Jian Jiuling's body as soon as he moved, and he wrapped her small waist with both hands.

"Bah..." Jian Jiuling broke free from Han Yu's embrace, and said: "Don't be serious, I still have important things to discuss with you."

Han Yu sat back to his original position without a trace, and said, "Is it the box from Shendaozi?"

Jian Jiuling nodded and said: "What shall we do now?"

Han Yu said: "Open it and see what it is."

Jian Jiuling said: "Now that the three senior brothers are sitting, who knows if what Shendaozi said is true."

Han Yu said: "Don’t worry, as long as the people of the world are not sure about the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Sword God, no matter whether Sword Sanjue sits or not, no one dares to easily move the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Being a half-step supreme powerhouse, it can be regarded as filling the vacancy of the three swords."

Jian Jiuling thought for a while and said: "What you said is correct, because it has been concealed, it is better to openly announce to the world. As long as they are not sure about the whereabouts of the master, my Wan Jianzong can still sit back and relax. "Han Yu said: "Yes, the only thing that is troublesome now is that the sword sanjue sitting is a major event in the entire cultivation world. Should the funeral be held. If it is done, the heroes of the world will definitely come to mourn. If you don't see the **** of swords, you , I’m afraid there will be big troubles; but if we don’t do funerals, Wan Jianzong’s reputation might be

It will be compromised. "

Jian Jiuling said decisively: "Nowadays, in extraordinary times, funerals are not going to be done."

Han Yu smiled slightly. Jian Jiuling has always taken the reputation of Wan Jianzong very seriously, and Han Yu is very pleased and happy that she can choose this way.

Han Yu said: "Open the box and have a look."

Jian Jiuling took out the box and opened the box. Inside was a parchment scroll with dense divine texts written on it.

"This is an ancient pill. The refined pill can extend the life of a half-step supreme powerhouse by a hundred years, but it is incomplete. It may really be something that the third senior brother asked Shendaozi to help find. "Jian Jiuling said sadly.

"Whether it is or not, burn it to Jian Sanjue, and then spread the news of Jian Sanjue's sitting down!" Han Yu said.

Jian Jiuling nodded.

"Senior Sister, are you there?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside, it was Jian Shiqi.

Jian Jiuling couldn't help frowning, wondering what she was doing at this time?

Han Yu has a relieved expression.

"You hide, I'll go see her." Before Han Yu could speak, Jian Jiuling was very domineering.

After speaking, he walked out alone.

Outside the big formation, Jian Shiqi was dressed in plain clothes, and his face was rather bleak. Seeing Jian Jiuling didn't face each other as usual, he still felt pitiful and sympathetic.

"Are you looking for something to do with me?" Jian Jiuling asked, very welcome.

"Senior Sister, today is Xiao Ping's funeral, why did you come back so soon?" Jian Seventeen asked with some suspicion, with a touch of sadness in his tone, which made Jian Jiuling suspicious.

"It's uncomfortable, I want to be alone." Jian Jiuling replied absent-mindedly, but his eyes stayed with Jian Seventeen at all times.

"Senior Sister, are you hiding something from us?" Jian Shiqi did not avoid Jian Jiuling's eyes, but stared at Jian Jiuling and asked.

"What's the answer to this?" Jian Jiuling asked.

Sword Seventeen stared at Jian Jiuling for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, retracted his gaze, and said: "Nothing."

Jian Jiuling said coldly: "Since there is nothing, Junior Sister, please come back."

Sword Jiuling finished speaking, turned around and left.

"Senior Sister." Sword Seventeen called out suddenly.

Jian Jiuling turned his head to look at Jian Seventeen in confusion.

Sword Seventeen hesitated for a moment and said: "Sister, let me accompany you tonight."

Jian Jiuling showed a strange look on his face, saying: "No need."

After speaking, Jian Jiuling unceremoniously returned to the Sword Spirit Palace.

Sword Seventeen stood outside the Sword Spirit Palace, the whole person became a little confused, and he secretly sighed: "Senior Sister, he is a disciple, but it is mine... Hey, let this matter go with the wind, he No longer exists, you are still my elder sister..."

Sword Seventeen glanced at the Sword Spirit Palace one last time, and turned away a little lonely.

Even though Jian Jiuling came back, he kept standing behind the formation and observing the Sword Seventeen, until the Sword Seventeen was far away, his expression became uncertain.

"Since that day, she seems to be a different person. She no longer confronts me every time, as if she still owes me something? She is also very respectful to me... polite..."

Jian Jiuling pondered for a long time, suddenly his complexion became extremely ugly, and the whole person instantly felt like an explosion, and returned to the bedroom angrily. "Han Yu, you went to find Seventeen that day, what happened to you?"