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Chapter 920 Misfortunes never come singly

Chapter 920 Misfortunes never come singly (2)

After a long time, Wanyan was finally able to speak, and said with tears in her eyes:
"My grandpa...my grandpa died of organ failure..."

Death of old age is also considered a good death.

But Wanyan's ferocious face was twitching, and her eyes were burning with burning disbelief, but she bluntly said another answer.

After finishing speaking, Wanyan stood up from the ground like a zombie, she didn't know why, she was about to rush out before she could stand still, the speed was so fast, she was like a ghost in a hurry to take her life .

Gong Jue Zhanshu was shocked, and immediately threw himself on his knees in front of Wanyan's feet, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Calm down! Calm down!"

After finishing speaking, Gongjue Zhan didn't dare to touch Wanyan, so he could only call out loudly: "Yanhan! Yanhan!"

Wanyan's eyes were already red, she didn't care about anything, she pushed Gongjue Zhanshu away arbitrarily, and was about to rush out.

Fortunately, Yanhan rushed in immediately upon hearing the sound, and hugged Wanyan.

"Second miss!"

The moment she was embraced by Yan Han, Wanyan finally cried out, struggling with her hands and feet, crying and screaming:

"Fung Nag Fu! Fung Nag Fu! I'm going to kill you! Fung Nag Fu!"

The epidemic broke out just now, and the only one who had hope to solve the plague was gone.

No matter how you look at it, Old Pei definitely did not die a natural death.

Looking at the mainland, how many people are capable of killing Agong Suolang, the former great guardian of the temple and the patriarch of the Sacred Clan.

While shouting, Wanyan randomly grabbed the saber at her waist.

When she touched the sword, Wanyan suddenly calmed down again, and her desperately thrashing hands gradually dropped.

All the swords in the world are quenched cold.There is only Shi Wu sword, no matter when you hold it, it is warm and gentle.

Just like at this moment, Mr. Pei is gone, but Shi Wujian is still warm.

After that, Wanyan seemed to lose all her strength in an instant, she fell limply, and Yanhan couldn't catch her, so she could only fall down with her.

Sitting on the ground, Wanyan suddenly smiled, very sadly.

While laughing, Wanyan's tears welled up again, and she murmured:
"I can't kill it...I can't kill it..."

Wanting to take revenge, but not being able to do so, is really hurtful.

Later, Wanyan buried Lao Pei quietly in Fenglin Island.

When Wanyan knelt in front of Pei Lao's tomb and burned paper, Gongjue Zhanshu and Yanhan knelt behind her.

They couldn't see Wanyan's face, they could only see Wanyan's shoulders trembling in the firelight.

For the rest, there was only the sound of firewood burning, and she didn't make another sound.

Wanyan was too quiet, so quiet that Zhanshu and Yanhan didn't know how to comfort her.

Kneeling behind Wanyan, they were all dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that Gongjue Zhanshu and Yanhan are also young people who have been ravaged by fate.

But looking at Wanyan's back, they still couldn't imagine it at all.

How much despair and grief should a person have experienced before he can be tortured until he loses his emotions in the midst of catastrophes and accidents.

Her despair, quietly.

The world has reached the brink of chaos, even if Wanyan was reluctant, she had no choice but to leave Fenglinzhou on the second day.

When leaving this time, for the first time, Wanyan didn't look back at every step.

As long as she doesn't look back, Wanyan can still imagine that behind her, there is an old man watching her go away with tears in his eyes.

When the wind blows, the old man's beard flutters and flutters, and his eyes follow her.

On the way back, Gongjue Zhanshu and Yanhan kept silent for fear of disturbing Wanyan.

But after the redness in Wanyan's eyes faded, she said to Gongjue Zhanshu in a hoarse voice:
"My grandfather is gone, and the Manzhu family can't point it out. You first summon all the gods of medicine in Tianxuan Palace, and rush to Shuzhou today to find a way to control the epidemic so that it can't spread anymore.

In addition, send the most elite shadows to guard Fengtian Temple, and must keep an eye on Feng Naifu's movements.

Now it seems that although it has not been 49 days, Honagifu has already got rid of the shackles. "

"I understand!" Gongjue Zhanshu responded, and then asked for instructions:

"Your Majesty, do you think I should send someone to investigate the cause and source of this outbreak?"

"It's useless." Wanyan shook her head.

"Jing Shijialan and I have both searched, but found nothing, and it is impossible to find any clues at this time.

How can our hasty response outweigh the scheming of someone with a heart? "

"Yes." Gongjue Zhanshu said, and took another look at Wanyan's pale complexion, but he didn't say anything after all.

After returning to Tianxuan Palace, Wanyan entered Wugou Temple without saying a word.

Yanhan originally didn't want to disturb Wanyan, but in the early morning of that day, Yanhan had to push open the door of the temple.

"Second miss..."

Yan Han rushed into the temple in a hurry, but the moment she saw Wanyan, she suddenly stopped her voice and stopped in her steps.

She had never seen Xuan Wanyan like this.

I saw Wanyan hugging her knees, curled up into a small ball on the footbed beside Jing Shijialan's bed.

Beside her is her husband whose life or death is uncertain.

In her arms, holding Shi Wujian.

On her back under the thin clothes, there are written all over the shapeless bones and broken hearts.

Looking at Wanyan at that moment, Yanhan didn't want to say anything.

Let the world be destroyed, let it all be destroyed.

God, you are really vicious. You gave her so many disasters, but you refused to give her even a chance to breathe.

Just when Yan Han was in a dilemma and tangled while holding on to the palace door, Wanyan heard Yan Han's voice, buried her head and wiped her tears first.

When she raised her head, apart from being abnormally moist, Wanyan's eyes regained some of their former calmness.

"what happened?"

Yan Han pursed her lips, but still entered the temple and closed the door.

"Second Miss... The servant girl just received the news that the whole Manzhu family was dispatched to Shuzhou to treat the plague, and even the patriarch Ren Linge went."

Hearing that the Manzhu family, one of the most skilled in medicine, went to treat the plague, Wanyan's face did not show any relief, but became more and more heavy.

Wanyan sniffed her nose lightly, the helplessness and confusion in her eyes were instantly washed away, and she asked anxiously in a deep voice:

"and then?"

"Then...the Manzhu Protoss claimed to have discovered the source of the poison, and the patriarch Ren Linge personally came out to inform Wanmin that the disease was caused by the poison derived from Shahua..."

Even though she was mentally prepared, when she really heard what Yan Han said, Wanyan's vision still went dark, and she immediately supported the bed.

Yan Han hurriedly went to help Wanyan, but after she had closed her eyes for a while, she said:

"I said that day, why did Feng Naifu have to use Ziwei Tianhuo to set himself on fire...

It turned out that she wanted to make the news bigger and let everyone know that she fought me in Shuzhou.

That means... just before the plague broke out, I went to Shuzhou.

Feng Nagifu is really a calculating heart. "

Yan Han was very anxious, and said: "Second Miss, what should we do now! This sewage is about to be poured on you!"

(End of this chapter)

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