For him, Song Wanxi's death was relief and atonement...
He finally doesn't have to live with such heavy shackles, because it is really very tiring!
One character, one stroke and one stroke, is easy to write, but difficult to do!
So his death was so decisive! So neat and tidy!
Everyone in the world is born with his own mission and responsibility. No one is immune, including Yunfan.
It is Yunfan's mission to stop his senior brother Murong Hua's conspiracy and prevent the catastrophe of Demon Chang Dao Xiao from coming to fruition.
From this we can get a glimpse of how big and violent the storm Yunfan will face. The road ahead is full of thorns, but Yunfan can't back down, he can only walk slowly step by step.
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Song Wanxi's body was carried back to Qiushui Villa by Yu Wanfei and other senior brothers. Everyone's faces were filled with sadness, mourning, doubts, and confusion...
Many junior brothers and sisters even cried. While they were grieving and grieving, their hearts were also full of doubts and confusion. They didn't understand why their senior brother couldn't bear to see short-sightedness.
In the minds of the disciples at Qiushui Villa, Song Wanxi was like an elder brother, and he took great care of them on weekdays. Whether it is his martial arts or his character, he is second to none in Qiushui Villa, and no one among his peers can match him.
And in their understanding, a hundred years after Lin Haoran, Song Wanxi is most likely to be the owner of Qiushui Villa.
He was so gentle and courteous to everyone, they couldn't believe it was all true, how they wished it was a ridiculous nightmare. How I hope this nightmare can wake up soon.
But the tears in their eyes, the intense pain in their hearts, and the strong and clear sensory impacts all reminded them that all of this had already happened, and that all of this was real.
Although Lin Haoran's face was relatively calm, everyone could feel that he was the saddest and most uncomfortable one.
Song Wanxi had no father or mother and was an orphan. She was adopted by Lin Haoran since she was a child and grew up in Qiushui Villa.
In his heart, he had long regarded Song Wanxi as his biological son. He was not his biological son, but he was better than his biological son.
Moreover, Lin Haoran had long regarded him as the future successor of Qiushui Villa. Many years ago, Lin Haoran intentionally or unintentionally left all internal and external affairs of Qiushui Villa to Song Wanxi to handle, and he did not do it after all. Let yourself be disappointed and deal with these things in an orderly and proper manner. And it has also been unanimously recognized and praised by several other heads and the entire Qiushui Villa.
However, there was no trace of arrogance or arrogance on Song Wanxi's face, and she always looked respectful and humble. Lin Haoran saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.
But he didn't expect that something like this would happen in such a short period of time. The white-haired person gave the black-haired person a gift. Lin Haoran was caught off guard for a moment and found it difficult to accept this fact.
His voice, appearance, and smile, as if they were yesterday, are still very clearly imprinted in my mind.
Even though Lin Haoran was extremely sad in his heart, he couldn't show it because he was not only the owner of Qiushui Villa, but also the leader of the Righteous Alliance.
Whether it is the Villa or the Righteous Alliance, he is needed to preside over the overall situation, so although he is indeed very sad, he cannot cry or be sad. He can only hide his inner emotions and cannot show them.
For him, being sad and crying... means weakness, fear and withdrawal...
He cannot fall yet, he still has great things to accomplish, and his grand ambitions and ambitions have not yet been realized.
Lin Haoran squatted down and looked closely at Song Wanxi's remains. After a long time, he covered him with the white linen cloth and slowly stood up.
Sikong Zhenjiu sighed: "If we had known that he would kill himself, we wouldn't have had to fight so hard to save him."
"Impossible," Lin Yuqing shook her head, stared at Sikong Yujiu with tearful eyes, and said decisively, "Elder brother will not commit suicide."
After a long silence, Lin Haoran finally said: "Mr. Sikong's diagnosis... is correct!"
Qin Xian couldn't hide his sadness and said softly: "Wan Xi is so stupid. If there is something that can't be solved, we will definitely help him if he says it. Why choose this road of no return?"
Sikong Yujiu: "Perhaps due to the influence of the soul-stirring technique, the inner demon triggered the darkest and most fearful knot in his heart. He could not get rid of it, but died."
Ye Yanran had tears in her eyes and was about to cry. She stared straight at Sikong Zhenjiu and asked, "Didn't you already cure the senior brother? How could he be affected by the soul-stirring technique again? You, a so-called miracle doctor, can't do it at all." It’s just a waste of fame!”
Sikong Zhenjiu said quietly: "Then I neglected this point, do I need to pay with my life?"
"you……"
Before Ye Yanran finished speaking, Shen Qianxing next to her grabbed her arm. At the same time, Lin Haoran waved his hand to stop her.
Lin Haoran looked at Sikong Yujiu and said stiffly: "Yanran and Wan Xi are as close as brothers and sisters. This incident has dealt a great blow to her. I hope Mr. Sikong understands."
Although his face was expressionless, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Haoran was in a bad mood at this time.
Sikong Zhenjiu nodded lightly and remained silent.
Shen Qianxing said sternly: "The devil actually used such vicious means to deal with us. We are irreconcilable with this hatred. We will definitely make them pay the price!"
All the disciples in Qiushui Villa responded to the sound and agreed one after another. Shouting to avenge Senior Brother.
Now that Song Wanxi is dead, Shen Qianxing, as the second senior brother in Qiushui Villa, has to take over the responsibilities and responsibilities that Song Wanxi had during his lifetime and lead the disciples to fight against the devil.
This is also his responsibility!
After pondering for a long time, Yun Fan lowered his head and said, "If we really let the devil disappear, there will be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood."
Ye Yanran suddenly remembered what happened last night. When she came to see Song Wanxi last night, she seemed to have met Yun Fan. From the looks of it, Yun Fan had just finished talking to his senior brother.
Ye Yanran glanced at Yunfan, her eyes full of suspicion towards him, and asked coldly: "Yunfan, what did you say to the senior brother? I saw you and the senior brother together that night, didn't you? It didn't take long before something happened to him."
"That's right!" When she mentioned it, Yu Wanfei beside him couldn't help but suddenly said: "And none of us knew where the senior brother had gone at that time. It was you who said you wanted to go to Siguoya to find the senior brother."
Everyone present turned their attention to Yun Fan, hoping that he could give them a reasonable explanation.
Shen Qianxing also looked at Yun Fan, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "Brother Yun, what happened? What did you and senior brother say?"
All these incidents are related to Yun Fan, which makes people suspicious.
"Didn't we say anything?" Yun Fan replied absently.
With such perfunctory words, they had to hear that there must be something inside.
"No?!" Ye Yanran said sadly: "Since you appeared, five people have died in our righteous path one after another. Five people have died. A charlatan like you can only talk nonsense. Do you know that this will kill many people? Today I will eliminate harm for the people!"
The implication of her words was that Yunfan was definitely responsible for the death of those masters.
Ye Yanran said that he was about to pull out his Tianyang Sword.
"Yanran." Lin Haoran stretched out his hand to stop her.
Qinxian advised softly: "Qiushui Villa is not an unreasonable place. If anything happens, your master will handle it."
Ye Yanran's hateful eyes never left Yun Fan. After a while, Ye Yanran gradually calmed down and withdrew the sword.
She also understood that because she was overly sad, she lost her sense of proportion and could not calm down, so she was a little impulsive. However, impulsiveness could not solve the problem, it would only make the problem more troublesome and difficult.
Lin Haoran said slowly: "Brother Yun, if you have something to hide, why don't we go to the quiet room and talk slowly."
Yun Fan responded indifferently: "I really have nothing to say, and I hope Master Lin will forgive me."
At this moment, General Manager Xu outside the door called out: "Headmaster Jiao Xunjiao of Ba Daomen has arrived."
Manager Xu's announcement broke the temporary and eerie silence here.
Lin Haoran paused, then turned around and ordered Yu Wanfei and other disciples behind him: "You guys go out to greet Master Jiao."
Yu Wanfei and others quickly took the order and left.
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Yun Fan, Qiu Shi and Sikong Zhenjiu came to the backyard of the villa.
Qiushi let out a long sigh and said: "Miss Ye really repays kindness with revenge. If it weren't for you, she and Song Wanxi would have died long ago, and now they still want to kill you."
Seeking death was obviously quite prejudiced against Ye Yanran's move.
Yun Fan sighed slightly: "Actually, Miss Ye is right. If I handle this matter more carefully, Brother Song may not have died in vain."
"Brother Yun, actually you know why the man named Song did this! You might as well speak frankly." Sikong Yujiu said with certainty.
Seeing Yun Fan's appearance, Sikong Zhenjiu felt something vaguely clear in his heart.
At this moment, Qiu Qiu turned his eyes towards Yun Fan. He also wanted to know the secret behind it.
Yun Fan said calmly: "Sorry, I really have nothing to say."
Sikong Zhenjiu said calmly: "Even if you don't tell me, I can probably guess it."
When Yun Fan heard this, he ignored Qiushi and Sikong Zhenjiu and walked forward.
Seeing that he was about to leave alone, Qiushi asked quickly: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to think about the cliff."
Yun Fan left these words and walked away silently alone.
Qiushi and Sikong Zhenjiu did not follow him. They knew in their hearts that it was better not to disturb him at this time. He should let him figure out some things on his own.
Qiushi shouted to Yunfan, "Then I'll go back to my room first."
Sikong Yujiu looked at Yun Fan's back, his eyes suddenly became extremely complicated.
