Xiao Quan nodded and looked at Li Hai. Li Hai immediately turned around and yelled at the kneeling man: "get up! The great master of the state doesn't like kneeling down! "

When they heard that they were going to get up, most of them still hesitated. Hearing the words behind them, they quickly stood up one by one, for fear that getting up slowly would make the master of China unhappy.

Seeing these people can be regarded as getting up, Jiang Wanbai quietly breathed a sigh of relief, turned and continued walking towards the city wall. Just for a moment, a cold sweat had been pinched in her palm.

It's killing me.

Jiang Wanbai sighed in silence. He restrained himself and went to the altar which had been set on the wall of the city. At the moment when he went to stand, Jiang Wanbai's heart moved and looked down. His heart was shocked.

Jiang Wanbai was in a trance for a moment, only to realize that these lights were lanterns held by the people when they came.

At this time, it was not as dark as it was when we left the Houfu.

Jiang Wanbai takes a deep breath and reaches out to pick up the memorial message placed on the table. It is still written by Xiao Quan. She reads it aloud and uses a small magic technique to make the sound penetrating and far away.

Those present, even those at the end of the line, even though they could not see the face of the master on the wall, could hear the voice clearly, as if they were actually standing in front of the master.

The memorial ceremony was very long, full of good expectations and wishes for the year. However, on this morning, it was clear that the cold wind around was unstoppable, and all the people stood there, but they felt hot in their hearts and did not feel cold at all.

They looked up at the man on the wall of Gaogao city. Especially when Jiang Wanbai recited the last word of the memorial, the "Teng" of the memorial was burned and flew to the sky. It was clearly just a piece of paper, but it seemed that it had been burned for a long time.

Jiang Wanbai was stunned. She had intended to light the memorial ceremony with a igniter when she finished the ceremony, but she had not had time to act, so the memorial ceremony burned up.

And at that moment, she clearly felt a trace of what seemed to be nothing. She could not say clearly that the way was unclear and could not be captured. However, Jiang Wanbai subconsciously felt that maybe That's the way of heaven.

She shrank her eyes and raised her head. She could not see clearly the funeral oration flying into the sky. She could only see a light of fire. The cold wind on the wall was even worse. However, the light of the fire did not shake at all.

It's like having someone holding it in their hands.

I want to show it to God's eyelids.

Jiang Wanbai thought that the light of the fire would be gradually extinguished. However, at a certain moment, when the fire was about to disappear, "bang", the fire was very prosperous, as if a cluster of light suddenly exploded. All people, including Jiang Wanbai, subconsciously closed their eyes at this moment.

When they opened their eyes, there was a cry of alarm under the city wall. Then people who had stood up fell on their knees again. This time, even the people of Qihou's house and Xiao Quan all knelt down solemnly.

Facing the East, the morning light from breaking black.

Jiang Wanbai was stunned. She watched the sun appear from the morning light. Her dark eyes reflected the golden but warm light. The gold at the bottom of her eyes became more and more prosperous. At a certain moment, her eyes turned into golden pupils.

It seems that there is a Buddhist sound in her ear. Jiang Wanbai unconsciously takes two steps to the East. The deafening cry makes her suddenly regain her consciousness.

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