Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 271
Inside the General's Mansion, the atmosphere in Linglan Garden was dull.

As soon as Hui Se stepped in here, she felt that something was different.

What exactly went wrong, he couldn't tell for a while, but he just felt a little... strange.

When Hui Se saw the stone table in Linglan Garden from a distance, the always indifferent man in gray finally quickened his pace, and even flashed to the stone table in an instant, frowning.

I saw Nanfeng Shaojue lying on the ground, his face was pale, he was not breathing, but his expression was very serene, there was even a faint smile on his lips, vaguely showing the warmth and jade in the past.

Nanfeng Shaojue... is dead? !

Startled with a gloomy heart, he subconsciously looked at Nanfeng Minghao and Nanfeng Zihe with silent faces, and Qing Ronglan with sad brows.

Qing Ronglan knew Hui Se's master was her own daughter, so she didn't see outsiders, and asked him with a gentle voice, "Is there something wrong?"

Dazedly, he put the morning glory grass in his hand on the stone table, and couldn't accept it for a while.

Why is Nanfeng Shaojue lying on the ground?

Is he really... dead?
He is the second elder brother of the master, if he dies, the master will be sad...

"Oh, this is a rare choice... Let's hold a funeral." Qing Ronglan's tone was filled with inexplicable sadness.

Because the expressions of Nanfeng Minghao and Nanfeng Zihe didn't change much.

Nan Feng Zihe frowned slightly, looking at Nan Feng Shaojue on the ground with a complicated expression.

Nanfeng Minghao sighed and didn't say anything.

Huise squatted down, sniffed Nanfeng Shaojue's breath.

There was absolutely no breathing, and he couldn't even feel his heartbeat.

Is it suspended animation?

He frowned grayly, he had seen the tortoise's breath technique before, but it wasn't like this...

Could it be true death?
How can it be?Before, he smiled at his master with a gentle face, as warm as spring water flowing...

Could it be that something happened?

"Your name is Hui Se?" Qing Ronglan said, she did not stop Hui Se from investigating Nanfeng Shaojue, but said: "Call Qing'er back, just say that her second brother... died. "

"..." Hui Se didn't speak.

How can the master accept this matter?
But—let's let the master know, it just so happens that Lord Feng just came back, and if something like this happens, the master is probably in a hurry to go home and has no time to pay attention to Lord Feng.

As soon as this idea came up, Hui Se was taken aback.

Why does he think so? ...Uh, maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood recently. After thinking about it in dismay, I decided on this reason, and went to Qingnan Building in a flash.

"Master!" There was a hint of anxiety in the voice.

This voice successfully attracted Feng Jinyou and Nan Fengqing's eyes to the gray robed man who had just appeared.

"What's the matter?" Nan Fengqing asked suspiciously, she rarely saw Hui Se having other emotions besides indifference, and something that could make Hui Se anxious must be a big deal.

"Nanfeng Shaojue is dead!" Hui Se continued.

what?
Nan Fengqing stood up with a "crack" sound, "What did you say?"

"Nanfeng Shaojue is dead." This time, he said in a calm tone.

Feng Jinyou frowned.

"Second brother?!" Nan Fengqing's heart trembled, as if a powerful sadness filled her heart, engulfing her.

The second brother was obviously so healthy before... He also said: "If the second brother dies, Qing'er should not be sad."

Did he already know something?
Nan Fengqing was restless, Feng Jinyou held her hand at this moment: "Girl, let's go back and have a look."

"Yeah." Nan Fengqing nodded, his face turned pale unconsciously, and cold sweat broke out in his hands.

Second brother... Did he foresee his own end, or was there some other reason?
Second brother, second brother...

In my memory, he will always be in that green shirt, with a gentle smile on his lips like a river flowing all year round, with a touch of warmth, slowly flowing into people's hearts, he is as gentle as jade, he is elegant and kind, and he is personable...

He is the unique Nanfeng Shaojue, he is the Nanfeng Shaojue who will gently call her "Qing'er".

How could he die?

He is still young, he still has a great time, why, why...

Nan Fengqing never thought that her relatives would leave suddenly one day, such a sudden death caught her off guard, which made her feel extremely powerless and sad...

"Sister, are you okay?" In the fantasy space, Yinyue covered her chest.

Stuffy, so uncomfortable feeling, what's wrong with my sister?Why is her mood fluctuating so much?

Nan Fengqing did not answer his words.

At the same time, Xiao Jin, the divine beast who was staying in Wuliu City, rolled on the ground in pain and wailed: "That bastard who wanted to die made the master feel sad?"

In the territory of Mu Dongguo, the little squirrel, who was lying safely in Gu Yunshen's arms, shuddered and landed on the ground. There were tears in his big aura eyes: "Woooo, so sad..."

"What's wrong with you?" asked the fluffy silver squirrel beside him.

"I don't know, maybe something happened to the master?" The little squirrel was at a loss.

"Are you tired? If you're tired, take a good rest." Gu Yunshen gently hugged Xiaosong and Xiaobai.

Inside Qingnan Building, Huise frowned, and he suddenly felt very sad. Through the contract, Nan Fengqing's emotions would affect all the summoned beasts in her contract. At this moment, Huise was affected by the emotional fluctuations because she was the closest to Nanfengqing just now. The biggest, he frowned, pressed his chest sullenly, and the resulting chain reaction was that the puppet soldiers in the Qingnan Building were all shaken, and their steps were much faster. The guest was taken aback.

"Huh—these soldiers are too smart, they are so sensitive to danger, I will not attack them in the future, they scared me to death!" The guest expressed his shock.

The Lost Butterfly danced in a mess in the fantasy space, as if it had been affected by something.

"Sigh." Yinyue sighed helplessly as she looked at the dim stars on the night sky of the fantasy space.

In the General's Mansion, Nanfeng Shaojue had been packed in a transparent coffin.

His smile is still so warm, as gentle and beautiful as the spring breeze blowing gently, and his elegant temperament is set off by his green shirt.

"Second brother..." Nan Fengqing cried at this moment.

Even Nanfeng Zihe's eyes were red, Qing Ronglan had two lines of tears on his face, the most calm one was Nanfeng Minghao, who was pouring wine into his mouth, looking extremely sad.

"Little sister, don't cry, I believe that the second brother doesn't want to see you sad, he must hope that you live happily..." Nanfeng Zihe's words will always attract the favor of the fire element.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to these abnormalities, Feng Jinyou stood quietly aside, a thin layer of doubt appeared in her purple eyes.

"Why did the second brother do this? He was obviously fine before..." Nan Fengqing asked with a sob.

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(End of this chapter)