Just as he was hesitating, at this moment, Han Sanqian walked in with an angry face, his gaze was directed at Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng's heart trembled.

"I want to bury my master, do you want to go now? Or do you want to kill you after I finish burying my master?" Han Sanqian shouted coldly.

"You!" Ye Gucheng was angry, Han Sanqian was simply too arrogant, he didn't save any face for himself, but. What can he do? "let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Gucheng left with Wu Yan and others in a state of embarrassment.

"Sanyong, please go and bring all my outside friends into the sect." Han Sanqian said.

"Yes!" Sanyong nodded. With a big wave of his hand, he took Elder Er Sanfeng and helped Ruoyu out.

Inside the hall. Soon there were only Han Sanqian left.

Han Sanqian didn't speak, but sat down in a corner, depressed for a while.

Although Qin Qingfeng persuaded himself before he died, Han Sanqian couldn't pass the test in his heart.

Qin Qingfeng is his master after all.

However, his death happened by his own sword.

Even if it is unintentional, it is an act of treason.

After a long time, Qin Shuang wiped away tears. Standing up slowly, she gritted her teeth. Suddenly activated energy in his hand, and a flame hit Qin Qingfeng's body directly.

Han Sanqian immediately shot over with a burst of energy, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Qin Shuang shook his head: "He is dead, I want to cremate him."

"Have a funeral." Han Sanqian said.

This is the only thing he can do for Qin Qingfeng.

"Although Ye Gucheng is gone, but with his personality, he will definitely make a comeback. We don't have time to hold a funeral for him. He will be cremated on the spot. How did everything come about, how will it go." Lin Mengxi shook her head and said.

"I will take care of everything!" Han Sanqian said in a cold voice.

Han Sanqian finished speaking. Lifting the long sword in his hand, he walked straight out.

Not long after, above the void sect, a figure stood there with a cold expression, like a stone statue, motionless.

But also like a patron saint. Hold tight to the top sky of the Nihility Sect!

And in the great hall of the Nihility Sect, there are also white papers hanging high, and the mourning hall lightly rises. A funeral has officially begun.

After Su Yingxia and the others came in, knowing what had happened, no one bothered Han Sanqian in mid-air, but helped take care of Qin Qingfeng's funeral.

Su Yingxia, in particular, was almost busy, not as hard as Qin Shuang.

As far as she is concerned, she knows that as a wife, what she has to do at this time is to share Han Sanqian's worries silently, do what he wants to do but can't do for the time being, and make up for what Han Sanqian wants to make up for.

This funeral. It took a long time to do it, and the Nihility Sect also treated the elders according to the standard of death.

Early the next morning.

It's getting brighter!

On the hilltop in the distance, a figure swayed. JrNovels.com