The Endless Dark Game Chapter 228: Shrine mourning

  Chapter 229 Mourning in the Temple

  In the back hall of the temple.

   Soon there were bursts of crying, and countless maids and servants, clothed in sackcloth and filial piety, fell to the ground, howling.

  In the middle lobby, there is a coffin.

   The lid of the coffin has not been closed yet, and inside there lies a corpse, with a dark body, wrinkled face, and all black hair turning white.

   At first glance, he looks like a thousand-year-old demon, with not an inch of skin on his body and still intact.

  Su Yuan just glanced at it and was secretly surprised.

   Who would have thought that Zhang Fengxiao, who was a suave and suave person before his death, would actually look like this ghost after his death.

  "This is what happens when you don't trust me, you deserve it!"

  Su Yuan secretly said.

   If Zhang Fengxiao trusts him again and leads his troops to fight against Zhenlei Temple, how could he end up like this.

   Okay?

   died by himself, leaving behind orphans and widows.

   Well, there are also a group of concubines.

   Among them were Su Yuan's acquaintances, Lin Weier and Lin Xue'er.

   The two girls knelt on the ground, wearing sackcloth and filial piety, crying faintly. In front of them, a seven-year-old son fell to the ground, also crying with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

   After a group of hall masters came in, they looked sympathetic and began to burn incense and worship.

   Even Su Yuan pretended to kneel on the ground, howled and began to kowtow.

  Yang Cang took the opportunity to come to Su Yuan and whispered: "Su City Lord, Zhang Fengxiao is dead, what should I do with these concubines? I'll deal with it all secretly, and make sure that there won't be any unsightly people left behind."

  Su Yuan was speechless for a while.

   Sure enough, those in high positions are more ruthless.

   Zhang Fengxiao had just died, and Yang Cang was ready to kill his concubines.

  Su Yuan thought for a while, and said, "Don't use it yet, keep them, lest they be caught."

  "That's fine, but don't worry, I'll kill anyone who dares to get involved in politics."

   Yang Cang whispered.

   "By the way, did Wang Lanzhi and the third prince inform you?"

  Su Yuan whispered.

   "I've already notified it, and it's probably coming soon, but I'm worried that the eldest prince will get the news soon. If he instructs the Temple of Thunder to continue to attack, I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

   Yang Cang whispered.

   "Don't worry, I will send someone to block them from the Thunder Temple. Also, where did the group of Yin soldiers controlled by Zhang Fengxiao go?"

  Su Yuan asked.

   "I don't know where to go, but I suspect that it may have been passed on to the young master. Do you want me to find a chance and grab it from him? Rest assured, City Lord Su, promise that the young master will not dare to say anything"

   Yang Cang whispered.

  Su Yuan was speechless again.

  "Don't use it yet!"

  "Alright!"

  Yang Cang nodded.

   He now deeply understands the importance of having a good relationship with Su Yuan.

   There is no doubt that it will be Su Yuan who will hold the power in Zhentian Temple in the future.

  The old leader will die when he dies. It is the kingly way to curry favor with the new leader, not to mention that the old leader once wanted to kill the new leader.

   A group of hall masters fell to the ground, crying out for a while.

  Wang Qingzhi, Wang Jin, and Yang Cang quickly directed the crowd and began to organize the funeral.

  The one-use items for funerals are all prepared, and all the people who should be notified are notified once.

   a few hours later.

   light flashed.

   Wang Lanzhi finally appeared.

   She stood in front of the main hall, her eyes changed, and she stared at the coffin in the hall, still a little unbelievable.

   Zhang Fengxiao died like this?

   The two of them fought for a lifetime!

   This heartless man died so early before he could kill him himself?

  How dare he die!

  "Zhang Fengxiao!"

  Wang Lanzhi shouted loudly, her skirt fluttered, revealing her jade-like thighs, and shouted, "Get out of here!"

   Her voice spread throughout the hall, causing a roar in all ears.

  The faces of the many city lords changed, and they all glared at Wang Lanzhi.

   What is this for?

  Want to take advantage of their new mourning to bully them?

   Wang Qingzhi, Yang Cang, and Wang Jin also sank their faces and ran out quickly. Among them, Wang Qingzhi said in a deep voice: "What is the Palace Master Wang doing? Do you want to humiliate us while our Palace Master is newly mourned?"

   "Palace Master Wang, if you think you can humiliate us now, then you are really wrong. Even if I am not as strong as you, I will definitely fight with you to the end!"

  Yang Cang said in a low voice.

   "That's right, the master humiliated the minister's death, the body of the master of my house is not cold, you come to make trouble, don't blame me for waiting!"

   Wang Jin also said coldly.

  "Go away!"

  Wang Lanzhi shouted sharply, and a strong breath burst out from her body, which instantly shook all three of them out, her face changed drastically, flushed, and she was shocked and angry.

   The other elders and city lords in the hall also all got angry and stood up one after another.

   "Palace Master Wang, you're going to make trouble while my house lord is newly mourned. Wouldn't you be too disrespectful to me?"

  Su Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, his face sank, and he strode over.

  "It's you, Su Yuan!"

   Wang Lanzhi's eyes were like electricity, and instantly fell on Su Yuan, sharp as a knife, as if to see Su Yuan inside and out.

  Su Yuan snorted coldly and said, "What? Is the Palace Master Wang trying to take the opportunity to wipe out my Heaven-shattering Temple, so that I can swallow my Heaven-shattering Temple? If that's the case, then I suggest that the Palace Master Wang should not act rashly!"

  Wang Lanzhi narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly.

   She can't see through Su Yuan more and more now.

   Not long ago, Su Yuan led the army, not only defeated the 200,000 army of Helandu, but also chased and killed all the way, took the opportunity to occupy the entire Zhenfeng Temple, and took over all the twelve cities of darkness in the Zhenfeng Temple.

   This kind of record is unimaginable.

  "City Lord Su, I'm here to pay homage to Hall Master Zhang, isn't it okay?"

  Wang Lanzhi snorted coldly and said.

  Su Yuan smiled coldly and said: "If it's just to worship, there's nothing wrong with it, but I just hope that the palace master should not cause trouble, this is not your Zhenhai Temple!"

   His army had already been secretly mobilized.

   With Situ Hao and Red Dragon around, Wang Lanzhi can easily kill her if he does anything.

  Wang Lanzhi's heart was cold, she stopped talking, and strode directly to the coffin to check.

   With just one glance, she revealed solemnity and saw the dark and ugly corpse inside the coffin.

  This corpse is wrinkled, depleted of energy, and all the hair on its head has turned white.

   can be described as appalling!

  How did Zhang Fengxiao end up like this?

  "How did Hall Master Zhang die?"

   Wang Lanzhi asked coldly.

  "I was plotted by the Temple of Thunder, and died of serious injuries!"

  Wang Qingzhi looked sad and angry.

  "The Temple of Thunder..."

   Wang Lanzhi's eyes narrowed.

   Zhang Fengxiao's death gave her an indescribable feeling of emptiness.

  "Die well, die well..."

   Wang Lanzhi murmured, and suddenly there was deep hatred in his eyes.

   This made Su Yuan, who had been staring at him, secretly suspicious.

   Everyone is dead, and Wang Lanzhi still hates each other so much?

  What happened between the two of them?

   Soon.

   And other temple masters came to worship one after another.

   A considerable number of the many hall masters came to test.

   On the one hand, I want to see if Zhang Fengxiao is really dead, and on the other hand, I want to see who is in charge of Zhang Fengxiao's site now, so that it can be easily divided in the future.

   However, when they saw the Red Dragon and Situ Hao outside the main hall, many of the hall masters suddenly became condensed and began to gradually lose their attention.

   Enter the sixth level of the Holy Spirit!

   And there are two at once!

   This strength can definitely kill them easily.

   at this moment.

   the other direction.

  The eldest prince also quickly got the news that Zhang Fengxiao was dead.

   Originally, he was still angrily scolding Helandu, calling Helandu a waste, but in an instant, he showed consternation.

  "Zhang Fengxiao died, how did he die?"

   "It is said that he was plotted by the temple master of Zhenlei Temple, and he was seriously injured and died after returning, so he died tragically!"

  Return.

  "Hahaha, good, good Hou Fang, this king really didn't see him wrong, hahaha..."

  The eldest prince burst into laughter, suddenly looked at Helandu, and sneered: "Helandu, you are a waste, the 200,000 elite army was killed and fled in embarrassment, look at what Hou Fang is doing If he did, he was able to kill Zhang Fengxiao, do you think you are a waste?"

   Helandu was scolded by him with a **** look on his face, and he said carefully, "Your Highness, although Zhang Fengxiao is dead, that Su Yuan is still alive. It was the Su Yuan who defeated me before, so don't underestimate it!"

   "Waste, even Zhang Fengxiao is dead, what is a mere city lord?"

The eldest prince snorted coldly.

  "But there is a fifth-order sage master there."

   Helandu couldn't help but speak.

   "The fifth rank of the saint is not absolutely invincible. Even in the realm of the small saint, you will die in the sea of ​​​​tactics, so what are you afraid of? Over the years, are there still few masters in the realm of the small saint who have died? Ah, let me ask you, is there a few saints who have died?"

  The eldest prince said coldly.

   Helandu didn't dare to say more.

   "Go on and ask Hou Fang to wait for the opportunity for me. I will take advantage of Zhang Fengxiao's death and destroy his Temple of Earthquake!"

  The eldest prince said coldly.

   "Prince, I just got the news that Zhentian Temple has taken refuge with the third prince. If we attack rashly, I'm afraid it will anger the third prince."

   An old man with a fox head beside him suddenly whispered.

  "The third..."

   The eldest prince sneered again: "The third child wants to **** me? Hmph, he didn't even send out his troops, so why would he occupy the Zhentian Temple, tell Hou Fang to let him occupy the Zhentian Temple, I want to see What dare the third child to say."

  The fox-headed old man stopped talking immediately~IndoMTL.com~ Inside the Shrine of Zhentian.

  The howl was piercing, and bits and pieces of paper money were flying everywhere.

  There are more and more people coming to worship.

  Many people began to chat with the three guardians, laughing and inquiring about the news.

   Obviously, not many people really have good intentions in paying respects to Zhang Fengxiao this time.

   basically wants to take advantage of Zhang Fengxiao's death to find out the situation of Zhentian Temple, so as to divide up Zhentian Temple in one fell swoop.

   However, the existence of Situ Hao and Red Dragon forced them to give up their minds.

   When everyone was mourning, suddenly, someone from outside came to report quickly.

   "Report, report to the three guardians, the Shrine of Thunder has begun to act again, and... and the Shrine of the Wind, which was previously occupied, is also being attacked, and many dark cities are in danger!"

   a dark creature said in a panic.

  (end of this chapter)